"Lin Qian, what happened over there? Why is it so noisy?"
Yang Xin's voice came out from the recording. After hearing Yang Xin's inquiry, Lin Qian just replied indifferently:
"Demolished several houses."
"Uh... okay, you're busy."
The recording continued to be silent at this point, followed by the sound of Lin Qian tearing down the house, as well as the occasional sound of chewing and the constant sound of opera.
In the conference room, everyone looked at the photos on the screen in silence, definitely looking at the looming houses in the photos. If they guessed correctly, these should be the houses that Lin Qianhua said would be demolished.
Zhao Jianguo looked at the looming houses in the photos and felt a bit toothache. These things were not easy to mess with, and then he asked Lin Qian to demolish them?
Can you really do whatever you want if you are strong? Listening to the rumble in the recording, well, you can really do whatever you want if you are strong...
The next few minutes were spent amidst the roaring, chewing and opera sounds. Everyone in the conference room had different expressions. Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses several times.
Finally, after a few more minutes, the rumbling ended, and then there was no more. What followed was still silence, until Lin Qian's murmur appeared:
"Jiangnan ghost show?"
Then came Lin Qian’s doubt:
"Um?"
The recording ended like this. Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, and finally took them off, rubbed his brows, and looked thoughtful:
"Is it a Jiangnan ghost show? It's an old folk legend. I didn't expect that this supernatural incident would be related to this legend."
"This is a bit troublesome. There are a lot of ghosts in this folklore."
The minister looked at the recording that had finished playing and knocked on the table seriously:
"This is the current situation. Now let's formulate a plan on how to rescue Dajiang City, or in other words, rescue Lin Qian."
"Judging from the scope of the impact, there is no doubt that this is an S-class paranormal incident. From the whole of Asia, this is the second incident we have experienced in a short period of time. Our headquarters has personally experienced and successfully solved an S-class paranormal incident.
The only ones involved in the incident were Lin Qian and Yang Jian."
"So we must find a way to rescue Lin Qian this time. Only by rescuing him, the success rate of solving this S-class supernatural incident will be much greater. After all, he is the first and only person in Asia and even the world to control two
I believe you should know the importance of the S-level ghost controller as a ghost master."
Having said this, the minister looked at Zhao Jianguo again and ordered in a serious tone:
"Inform Yang Jian and ask him to go to Dajiang City to rescue Lin Qian. Whatever Yang Jian wants, the headquarters will give it to him. As long as he goes to Dajiang City, everything will be no problem."
When Zhao Jianguo heard this, he nodded quickly. He knew the priority of the matter. According to this incident, even if it was not to rescue Lin Qian, for the sake of Dajiang City, he had to contact Yang Jian and find a way to let him go to Dajiang City.
, after all, he also has experience in dealing with S-class supernatural events.
Wang Xiaoming was not surprised when he heard the minister's arrangement. He thought it was normal. Lin Qian's value was high, so it was normal to give priority to his safety. Besides, according to Lin Qian's current situation, if he died, no one else would
Speaking of going to rescue Dajiang City, they all had to pray that the other cities would not be affected by Lin Qian's death.
There is no way that Lin Qian is a natural disaster now. Two S-level ghosts are not vegetarians, and with Lin Qian blatantly eating ghosts, who knows how terrifying Lin Qian will become when he dies.
The current situation is that you will be saved, or you will be saved. If Lin Qian really dies accidentally, who of the people present will deal with three out-of-control S-class supernatural incidents? Take it to the head? Don't be kidding.
No one can handle it. Unless Mr. Qin leaves Dajing City, don't even think about it.
Zhao Jianguo also knew this: "Minister, I understand, I will inform you now."
After Zhao Jianguo finished speaking, he was about to leave the conference room directly when the minister's phone vibrated again. Along with the ringtone, the minister answered the call:
"Hey, I'm the minister, what can I do?"
"Minister, Lin Qianneng has been contacted and he is online."
Hearing this, the minister's face lit up. Fortunately, the worst did not happen and Lin Qian was still alive:
"What's wrong with Lin Qian now? Forget it, just get Lin Qian's communication here and I'll ask him personally."
"Okay, Minister, I'll make arrangements right away."
After that, the communication ended. Zhao Jianguo heard that Lin Qian was online and was not dead yet. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was still alive. Otherwise, he was really afraid that Lin Qian would die accidentally and he would be in trouble by then.
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But if he thought about it carefully, he felt that he might have gone too far. Based on Lin Qian's weird survivability, he should not die in such a supernatural event, even an S-level supernatural event.
There was a somewhat solemn atmosphere in the conference room, but it became a little more relaxed as Lin Qian came online again.
Wang Xiaoming put his glasses back on with a calm expression. He was not surprised that Lin Qian was not dead. From the last meeting, Wang Xiaoming could tell that there were very few people who could kill Lin Qian now.
As long as Lin Qian continues to eat ghosts, it will be difficult for him to die...
But in Dajiang City, a ghost show, backstage, the gloomy young man looked at the pair of crimson eyes, swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously wanted to let go of the letter in his hand.
But with this subconscious action, his hand was abruptly severed from the forearm. The wound was smooth and not a trace of blood flowed out.
The Yin Ying young man's face changed drastically, and he kept retreating backwards. He didn't stop until he retreated to the corner and had no way to retreat.
Then he saw a young man with pale skin and deep red eyes jumping out of the coffin. This young man was also wearing a somewhat old white coat. It looked like it was a costume, but he didn't know if it didn't fit him.
The reason is that the costume only reaches the young man's knees.
And the moment the young man walked out of the red coffin, the shadowy young man saw a stream of bright red blood floating from the coffin, all of it submerged into the young man's body, and some of it directly submerged into the costume that the young man was wearing.
In just an instant, the costume on the young man was dyed bright red. If you didn't know that it was a costume, you wouldn't be able to see the costume on the young man now. If you don't know, it's the first time you see it.
I thought it was a researcher's white coat that was stained red.
Lin Qian held the half arm in his hand expressionlessly and looked at the red letter held by the arm. He narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his head slightly to look at the shadowy young man and Cheng Yu who were leaning against the wall:
"Someone from the post office?"
The Yin Ying young man and Cheng Yu were stunned when they heard that this fierce ghost actually spoke. After a long time, the Yin Ying young man muttered to himself, somewhat in disbelief:
"Can ghosts also talk?"
Lin Qian frowned when he saw the two of them staying in place, threw the arm in his hand into his mouth along with the letter, and swallowed it in one gulp. The arm was a ghost, just a puzzle piece.
After seeing this, the gloomy young man swallowed his saliva, looked at his empty arms, his face became paler, and he only had one thought in his mind: