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Chapter Forty-Six: We Sympathize

The ghost post office, the dim hall, the old light bulbs, the dim light, the rotten floor, and the strange portraits set off the horror here.

A winding yellow mud path suddenly emerged, and a young man walked out of it. Lin Qian entered the hall holding Coco, who was still sleeping soundly.

Looking at the stairs leading upstairs, Lin Qian walked directly over. The surroundings were very quiet. It looked the same as when he left before. There were still thirty-five rooms, no more, no less.

Arriving at the stairs, Lin Qianhu frowned, his eyes filled with gloom:

"What the hell, is this going to end? Are you addicted to attacking the bride?"

At this moment, a coldness appeared, and Lin Qiantong shrank:

"Fuck, attack consciousness."

The surrounding lights began to flicker, and drops of water seeped out from Lin Qian's eyebrows. The look in Lin Qian's eyes quickly disappeared, and his body slowly disappeared in place.

With a flash of green and red, Lin Qian reappeared with a very ugly face:

"You old man, why is the attack so terrifying?"

Green and red flashed continuously, Lin Qian's body disappeared and appeared, and a puddle of water appeared on the ground.

Lin Qian narrowed her eyes:

"Detached from reality, similar to a disappearing attack, is this the old immortality of the Republic of China?"

"This kind of thing still exists in country D."

Lin Qiantong's eyes flashed with coldness, and he didn't pay attention to the body that disappeared and appeared. This kind of attack could be easily solved with a restart.

"This is really endless. Wouldn't it be better to just wait for the destruction of the country? We have to struggle, solve it but fail to solve it, fight and fight again and again, so why bother with this kind of effort?"

Lin Qian felt speechless as she felt the attack from Yingjing Lao Immortal.

Can we make people feel more comfortable every day?

Almost two minutes later, Lin Qian's body stopped appearing and disappearing, and the corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched:

"Well, another one died. I really don't have a long memory."

The coldness around him disappeared quickly, and Lin Qian walked towards the second floor expressionlessly. After this attack, he was already used to it.

Anyway, the Cunning Bride is invincible, unless you find a way to cut off the connection between the Cunning Bride and Lin Qian when attacking the Cunning Bride.

Otherwise, you might as well come over and kill Lin Qian first, and then deal with the Cunning Bride. Maybe you can succeed.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the stairs, and Lin Qian simply chose to forget what happened before. He was already dead anyway, and the evil ghost couldn't eat it, so why did he think so much.

He will now start tearing... to deliver the letter.

Post Office 2nd Floor

Xia Hanxin, Liu San, and Zhao Yunyun stared at a letter on the counter with complicated expressions. No one went to take it. They all knew that they could not take this letter.

Because only one person can touch this letter, if they take it, they will be easily killed by that person.

The atmosphere was very quiet, no one spoke, they were all silent, they were waiting for a certain elder to come over.

Tick-tock, tick-tock

Footsteps sounded from downstairs. A young man wearing a dark windbreaker and blood-stained gold glasses walked from the bottom of the stairs to the second floor. The three of them just saw this young man and subconsciously looked away, silently bowing their heads.

head.

Lin Qian glanced at the three people without paying attention, but when he looked back, he saw a satellite positioning mobile phone on Xia Hanxin.

"Oh, did you pass the psychological evaluation test?"

Hearing Lin Qian's sudden inquiry, Xia Han's heart trembled subconsciously.

"That, that, passed, I am now an official Interpol police officer." Xia Hanxin said with some stuttering.

"Well, not bad. Which city is in charge?" Lin Qian asked.

Forehead……

Xia Hanxin was a little embarrassed and hesitated for a while, not sure whether she should say anything. But looking at Lin Qian's expressionless face, Xia Hanxin felt that she had to follow her heart.

"I, I'm not capable enough. I haven't been put in charge of a city yet. At the moment, I'm just asked to follow the arrangements of the headquarters."

Lin Qian narrowed her eyes, recalled this woman's performance, nodded and said:

"My ability is indeed a bit lacking, but it's okay. Let's do this. After this delivery, you tell your operator and ask the headquarters to send you to Dajiang City."

"Dajiang City currently lacks some manpower. I'm often away. It would be good for you to go and do odd jobs."

"ah?"

Xia Han was a little confused, and it took him a while to react:

"Is this possible? The headquarters won't agree, right?"

"Oh, there is no such thing as promise or no promise. I asked the headquarters for a few people and they were still willing to give them."

"If the headquarters doesn't agree, tell them that it was me who asked for it."

"By the way, I am Lin Qian, the person in charge of Dajiang City. You can just say so." Lin Qian said.

"The person in charge of Dajiang City? Lin Qian?" Xia Han was a little confused.

She had guessed before that Lin Qian was a criminal police officer at the headquarters like her, but she had never thought that Lin Qian was actually the person in charge of a city.

But if you think about it carefully, based on this elder's ability, it seems that there is no problem in becoming the person in charge of a city.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Xia Hanxin nodded blankly and said.

Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at Xia Hanxin with envy. They were envious when Xia Hanxin said she was an Interpol police officer.

After all, becoming an Interpol does give you a lot of rights that civilian ghost masters like them don't have, and sometimes you even need to hide from the Interpol.

Now Xia Hanxin is not only an Interpol police officer, but also attracted by this kind of big boss. Although it is because the big boss is not often in Dajiang City and he asks her to go and do odd jobs, she is protected by this kind of big boss.

As long as you don't seek death, you basically won't die. And judging from what the elder said, his status in the headquarters is not low, otherwise he wouldn't have said such a thing.

So envious! They also want to be protected by their elders, and they also want to become Interpol...

It's a pity that not only the headquarters looks down on them, but also the boss doesn't look down on them...

Lin Qian was not taking care of Xia Hanxin, things had been arranged, and he believed that the headquarters would give him the respect he deserves. He was just an ordinary ghost controller, and he was not worthy of being offended by the headquarters.

I walked to the counter and stared at an old piece of letter paper on the counter. It was either red or just ordinary letter paper.

Picking up the letter, Lin Qian tore it up without hesitation. With a stabbing sound, Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at Lin Qian with confused expressions, while Xia Hanxin looked calm.

Once you have seen some things, you no longer feel surprised.

As expected, the moment he tore up the letter, a coldness filled the air, and the lights in the corridor flickered.

With a creak, the door of a room opened, and a fierce ghost suddenly walked out of the room and walked towards Lin Qian's position, but before it could, it walked towards Lin Qian.

A starving ghost appeared and immediately ate it. The surrounding lights returned instantly, and Lin Qian looked at the letter that had turned into gray with an expressionless face.

Throwing her hands away, Lin Qian picked up a letter that reappeared on the counter. It was black, cold and heavy, and Lin Qian narrowed her eyes.

"Qingfeng Town, Central Ancestral Hall."

"Time: the day after tomorrow, delivered before midnight."

"It can't be torn apart. What the hell is this post office? Is it deliberately targeting me?"

Lin Qian felt a little irritable. What was this? Originally, he kept tearing it up according to his idea, but in the end, he only tore one piece and was not allowed to tear it up.

"Fuck, you asked me to deliver a letter again. I'm not that diligent in handling supernatural incidents at the headquarters."

After putting the letter away, Lin Qian glanced at Xia Hanxin, her eyes flashed, she thought for a while and said:

"The morning after tomorrow, when you come to Dajiang City to take office, I will take you directly to deliver the letter."

Hearing Lin Qian's words, Xia Hanxin nodded quickly:

"Okay, okay, I, I will definitely be there."

Lin Qian went downstairs without looking back, too lazy to care about Xia Hanxin and the others.

Xia Hanxin stared at Lin Qian's back, a silly smile slowly appeared on her face:

"Hey, it's great that I don't have to die because I have the boss looking after me."

Zhao Yunyun and Liu San looked at this scene with shocked faces, their mouths opened, but they couldn't say a word.

Is this the boss? He just tore up all the letters when delivering them? Good guys, their eyes have been opened today.

After being silent for a while, Zhao Yunyun looked at Xia Hanxin with a complicated expression:

"Sister, please take me with you! I also want to hold my thigh!"

Um???

Xia Hanxin looked at Zhao Yunyun in confusion, what are these sisters talking about, I can't understand it so well?

…………

after one day.

Dajing City.

Headquarters.

Shen Liang walked into the minister's office holding a document. His expression at the moment was very complicated, but if you look carefully, you can see that there was a hint of joy in Shen Liang's eyes.

"Minister, this is the latest news we have received. It is confirmed that all the foreign ghost masters who supported Yingjing this time are dead and no one survived."

"And as of six o'clock this morning, Yingjing has been declared occupied. The entire Yingjing is estimated to have been extinct. Of course, except for some people hiding in safe houses who are still alive, there is nothing else."

"And we also used some of Lu Zhiwen's abilities to determine some situations in Yingjing. Yingjing is now a place where hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the living are restricted."

"This is the detailed information about Yingjing, you can take a look."

As he spoke, he handed over a document in his hand. When he heard Shen Liang's report, the minister's eyes flickered, his mouth curled up, and he almost laughed, but he still held it back.

He took the document and read it carefully. The more he looked at the minister, the more he wanted to laugh, but in the end he held it back.

After reading all the documents, the minister let out a long breath. To be honest, he was really afraid that he would burst into laughter if he couldn't help it. Fortunately, he had finished reading it, otherwise he couldn't help it.

The minister and Shen Liang looked at each other, speechless. They both had the same meaning in their eyes. This is really good news!

After a while, the minister finally spoke:

"Shen Liang, hurry up and post an article to express condolences to the survivors of country D, saying that we deeply sympathize with this matter and express our regrets."

"Remember, the language must be tactful and beautiful, otherwise it will appear too gloating, which is inconsistent with our purpose of putting peace first."

"By the way, we would also like to express our condolences to those righteous people who supported Yingjing. We are also sorry for their sacrifices."

Hearing the minister's words, the corners of Shen Liang's mouth twitched. It took him a while to recover. He took a deep breath before speaking:

"Okay minister, I will do my best to supervise this matter and ensure that our article is beautiful and beautiful, and it will definitely express our regrets."

"Well, this is best." The minister nodded, very satisfied with Shen Liang's approach.

"By the way, Minister, this is a transfer order about Xia Hanxin. I think you'd better take a look at it." Shen Liang suddenly said something.

"Oh? Xia Hanxin? Who is she?" The minister took the document doubtfully.

"Xia Hanxin is the latest ghost controller to join the headquarters. Her ability is not very good and she cannot manage a city, so the headquarters asked her to follow others to take charge of some security."

"However, yesterday, Xia Hanxin told the headquarters that Lin Qian asked her to go to Dajiang City to help with miscellaneous tasks. The reason was that Lin Qian was not in Dajiang City very much and needed someone to manage her." Shen Liang explained.

"Lin Qian? Isn't he free recently? Why do you still care about this?" The minister asked while looking through the information.

"Well, it's like this. Lin Qian was dealing with a supernatural incident recently. I heard from Xia Hanxin that it was a ghost post office."

"This is some information about the Ghost Post Office, all provided by Xia Hanxin."

As he said that, he handed over another piece of information. The minister took the information and frowned:

"Ghost post office?"

Opening this document, the minister's eyes flashed:

"Ghost Post Office"

"Supernatural Level:X"

"An ancient post office has a number of couriers inside. These couriers are all transformed from ordinary people. They have only one purpose, to deliver letters for the ghost post office."

"Without exception, these letters are sent to places where horrific supernatural events are about to occur. The messenger must deliver the letters unconditionally."

"You can't not send it, otherwise it will attract evil spirits to attack you. Don't tear up the letter, otherwise it will attract evil spirits to attack you."

"If you fail to deliver the letter, you will die. If you succeed in delivering the letter, you will return to the post office. After delivering a certain amount of letters, the courier will go to the second floor and then start delivering letters again. The post office has a total of five floors."

"Messenger, delivering a message? This thing sounds like there is something." The minister closed the document and rubbed his brows. The good mood just now was gone.

"Does Lin Qian have any opinions? Or does he need support?" the minister asked after being silent for a while.

Forehead……

Shen Liang hesitated for a while and thought it would be better to say it:

"I contacted Lin Qian and asked, Lin Qian said, Lin Qian said..."

Shen Liang hesitated and couldn't speak. The minister looked at Shen Liang and frowned:

"Lin Qian said, Lin Qian said, what did Lin Qian say? You should say it! What are you doing with your whining?"

"Well, Lin Qian said, just contact him about this nonsense? He will handle the situation at the ghost post office by himself. He will kill any messenger who deserves to be killed. Let us leave him alone."

"Also, he also said that he has been in a bad mood recently, so we should stop looking for him every day." Shen Liang honestly repeated what Lin Qian said, but of course it was deleted and modified.

of.

minister:……

The minister was silent. After a while, he nodded and said:

"In this case, let Lin Qian handle this matter by himself. Anyway, there is nothing we can do about things that he can't handle."

To be honest, he was still a little aggrieved, Lin Qian's character was simply amazing.

Shen Liang nodded expressionlessly:

"I understand, I will make arrangements."

"Well, that's it, go ahead and do your work. The articles that need to be posted must be posted as soon as possible. Our condolences cannot be late," the minister said.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Shen Liang nodded, got up and left the office to write an article to express condolences to Ying Jing and other countries.


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