In Dahan City, in front of an old unfinished building, a young man wearing a red windbreaker looked up at the unfinished building.
Next to him stood a man wearing an Interpol uniform and holding a cane.
Judging from the way the man covered his mouth and coughed from time to time, he was not in good health.
"Cough, cough, cough, Captain Lin, why do you have time to come to Dahan City? What's the mission?"
The man looked at the young man next to him, who was almost ten years younger than him, with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes.
"The headquarters has announced our information? But this is wrong. Logically speaking, my photos and portraits cannot be retained. How did you recognize me?"
Lin Qian was a little curious. Because he had mastered ghost paintings, all his portraits and photos became ghost paintings.
It is impossible to take pictures of him using electronic equipment, not even sketches. Ordinary paper cannot withstand the supernatural power of ghost paintings.
So how did he recognize it?
"There is no portrait left, but there are characteristics. Captain Lin is the most special. He is wearing a blood-red windbreaker, with half the word "hi" on the chest, and a pair of blood-stained gold-rimmed glasses on his face. This is easy to identify." The man smiled.
Liao Xiao explained.
After hearing this explanation, Lin Qian suddenly understood and nodded:
"Then this feature is really obvious."
The man just smiled and did not answer the question, but continued:
"Captain Lin came here this time for this unfinished building?"
The man looked at the unfinished building that had been abandoned for a long time. There had been many cases of disappearances here before, and most of them ended without any problems.
In the end, because of the reasons he came to investigate, it was determined that there had been supernatural events, but the source could not be found and the solution could not be solved, so that was it.
It has been blocked and has not been resolved until now.
"Captain Lin, is there something in this that interests you? Otherwise you wouldn't be here."
The person in charge of Dahan City, Sun Rui, is the man who coughs frequently and uses a cane.
"This has nothing to do with you. You just need to know that I won't cause any trouble in Dahan City." Lin Qian said calmly.
Hearing these rude words, Sun Rui was not angry. Instead, he nodded with a smile and said:
"With Captain Lin's words, I feel relieved. In this case, I won't disturb Captain Lin's work. If you need anything, please inform me directly. I will be on call."
Lin Qian thought for a while and did not refuse:
"Can."
Sun Rui smiled and nodded, then left with a cane. He walked to a commercial vehicle parked on the street, opened the door and got in. Before he left, he nodded to Lin Qian to express goodwill.
Lin Qian just glanced at it and looked no further.
"Interesting guy."
Lin Qian walked into the unfinished building, and the supernatural collision began. In just a moment, he disappeared into the unfinished building.
Sun Rui sat in the car and watched this scene, silent, leaving without saying anything or doing anything.
Sometimes, being nosy will pay a price.
On the dark road, the surroundings were extremely quiet. A footstep appeared slowly, very crisply, so crisply that it seemed inaudible.
"Ghost Post Office"
Lin Qian looked up at the sign filled with dim light, and walked in with a calm expression.
The hall was as old and decaying as before, the floor looked like it might crack at any time, and the mottled walls still had those weird portraits hanging on them.
The dim light flickered slightly, as if there was a poor contact.
"Are you a newcomer? It seems so. The old rules are here. Let me tell you about the rules here."
A woman leaning against the door of the room looked at Lin Qian with interest. The woman was very charming and her voice was magnetic, just like that aloof fairy.
Well... to put it simply, it's Yu Jie Yin.
Lin Qian looked at this woman expressionlessly. She was beautiful, had long legs, and had a nice voice. Unfortunately, he didn't like her, and he didn't dare to like her.
"Newcomer? Interesting, how long have you been here?"
Hearing Lin Qian's rhetorical question, Sister Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said teasingly:
"Oh, you are still a cold little brother, but you are really a newcomer with a good temper, haha... my sister likes it!"
"Little brother, what's your name? Say it to make my sister happy. Maybe she will save you."
Lin Qian frowned, a little confused, the ghost post office seemed to be different.
Is someone taking control of this place? No, it doesn't feel like it. It seems that someone has regained the authority here.
"Jiang Qing, don't seek death, he is not a newcomer."
At this time, a woman in a white dress walked down the stairs without wearing shoes, and her pale little feet just walked down the old stairs step by step.
"Jiang Qing, calm down, I don't want to sweep your ashes."
Hearing this, the lady named Jiang Qing was obviously in a daze, but she quickly came to her senses.
She flirted with the wrong person this time...
"Tian Xiaoyue, your consciousness actually won."
After Lin Qian saw this woman, he immediately understood the changes in the ghost post office.
It turns out that this woman won the supernatural confrontation.
"It's thanks to you that you got me out in advance, otherwise God knows how long it would take for me to wake up." Tian Xiaoyue said to Lin Qian with a smile.
Hearing these words, Lin Qian disagreed, thought for a while and said:
"You didn't make my arrangements for me, did you?"
"No, how could it be possible? I don't dare to touch your arrangement." Tian Xiaoyue said.
"Is that so? That's such a pity. I was thinking that if you moved, I would chop you down..." Lin Qian said with a smile.
It seems like a joke, but it doesn't look like it.
Tian Xiaoyue's face stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"Are you here this time to resurrect your sister?" Tian Xiaoyue changed the subject in an interesting way.
"Otherwise? Why can the ghost post office only have one administrator?" Lin Qian walked to the counter and sat down, and said casually.
"How could it be? It's not like you have never been an administrator. You know this kind of thing well."
Tian Xiaoyue stood on the stairs and did not go further down. The young man in front of him had never given up the idea of eating her since he dug her out.
If she wasn't the administrator here, she might have gotten into his belly.
It was only now that the young man's desire to eat her had diminished a lot, but the desire only diminished, not disappeared.
She is still dangerous...
At this moment, Jiang Qing had already quietly hid in the room, leaving only her head outside, listening quietly.
Lin Qian didn't care about this, thought about it and said:
"Yes, the ghost post office can indeed have more than one administrator."
Tian Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Fortunately, he didn't say but.
"Do you want me to take you to the fifth floor? Or should I just give you the letter?"
Lin Qian thought for a while and said:
"Just give me the letter. I'm too lazy to go to the fifth floor."
Hearing this, Tian Xiaoyue did not refuse, and waved her hand directly, and a red letter appeared on the counter next to Lin Qian.
Lin Qian reached out and picked it up, her eyes narrowed slightly:
"You only need to send it twice. It seems that the administrator is still useful."
Forehead……
Tian Xiaoyue didn't speak, just remained silent, just looking at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian looked at the letter in his hand. This is what he must do to become an administrator.
Address: Huanghe Village.
Recipient: The owner of the old house at the end of the village.
Time: 12 o'clock in the morning two days later.
Lin Qian put away the letter with a normal expression, turned around and left the ghost post office. A winding yellow mud path appeared, and Lin Qian disappeared directly into the path.
"Sister Tian, is this also the administrator?"
At this time, seeing Lin Qian leaving, Jiang Qing boldly came out, his eyes full of curiosity.
After hearing Jiang Qing's question, Tian Xiaoyue was silent for a while and said:
"Didn't you ask before why there were so few people in the post office?"
"Here comes the answer. He walked from the first floor to the fifth floor. Basically, all the messengers were dead. When he became the administrator, he kicked out all the new people who came in."
"That's how the ghost post office is now. The whole post office is just you and the other three couriers."
Hearing this, Jiang Qing swallowed her saliva, and her royal-sister temperament suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Is he so cruel?" Jiang Qing said with some disbelief.
Tian Xiaoyue was silent, looked around, turned around and went upstairs without saying anything, and said before leaving:
"Get ready. You have to deliver the letter tomorrow. Don't die. I quite admire you."
Well……
Jiang Qing's face suddenly became stiff, and she slowly became silent. Without saying anything, she turned around and went back to the house.
Sending letters is something like this, it can lead to death...
Silence returned to the dim hall, the lights flickered, strange and eerie.
Dajiang City.
Lin Qian frowned as he looked at a place. That place was the Jiangcheng Underground Prison, where the ghost prison was located.
"Coming out? So soon?"
Lin Qian looked at the surrounding streets again. The pedestrians were all normal and there was no impact.
"It seems it will take some time to come out...there is trouble."
Lin Qian was walking on the street. It was about one o'clock in the afternoon and the weather was not bad.
"I hope it would be better to wait until I get married before coming out, otherwise I may not be able to fight."
"Of course, this will only happen if I come out of the wedding alive."
Lin Qian walked to a shop that bought beef noodles, smelled the smell coming from inside, and her eyes flickered.
Just as he was about to walk in, a sudden gust of wind blew a piece of paper into Lin Qian's hand.
Looking at the note in his hand, Lin Qian frowned:
"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"Yes/No"
Looking at the text above, it was written with red paint. The handwriting was crooked and crooked, not even as good as a child's, but it was just legible.
Lin Qian laughed:
"It's interesting, it's really interesting. This kind of thing actually happened on my territory. It's really interesting."
Lin Qian casually tore up the paper in his hand and turned it into ashes, then walked into the pink shop deep in the alley with an expressionless face.
jingle
The wind chime hanging at the door is pushed and makes a clear and sweet ringing sound.
Lin Qian raised an eyebrow, but didn't pay too much attention. When he walked into the pink shop, there were quite a few customers, and the seven tables were basically full.
The owner of the shop is a woman, in her mid-thirties, with a few wrinkles between her eyebrows, but this does not affect her beauty. She is over thirty, but her charm is still there.
It seems that the kitchen is only separated from the front desk by a wall, and the noise in the kitchen cannot be isolated at all.
Winter, winter, winter, this is the sound coming from the back kitchen, as if the chef is chopping meat on a eucalyptus board.
Lin Qian looked calm and looked up at the menu on the wall, beef noodles, large intestine noodles, duck blood noodles, foie gras noodles, pork whip noodles, tofu pudding, big bone soup...
"There are quite a lot of dishes..."
Lin Qian smiled and walked to the front desk, where the charming middle-aged woman looked at Lin Qian with a peaceful smile.
When Lin Qian came closer, the woman smiled slightly and a soft voice came out of her mouth:
"What would you like to eat?"
Lin Qian just looked expressionless, looked up at the menu, and suddenly laughed:
"Madam boss, how old are you this year?"
Lin Qian's words were considered a joke, and his tone and expression made him look like a gangster, but what was different from other gangsters was that this gangster was a little good-looking.
Under normal circumstances, in such a crowded restaurant, when hearing such teasing remarks, those familiar diners, even if they do not come forward to help, should look back and take a look.
But as Lin Qian said these words, people in the hotel were eating, drinking soy milk, and chatting, all of them extremely focused.
It was as if he hadn't heard the conversation here.
This was very unusual, and the most unusual thing was that the charming lady boss actually smiled and nodded after hearing Lin Qian's question.
Then he spoke:
"Okay, the large intestine noodles and large bone soup you want will be here later."
Lin Qian looked at the soft-smiling proprietress, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she turned to look at the kitchen behind the front desk.
In his eyes, there was a chef wearing a chef's uniform, holding a blood-stained kitchen knife, and chopping meat one by one.
The thing chopped on the eucalyptus board was a person's chest. The bones had been chopped into pieces and mixed with the meat.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian raised his head and looked at the menu, nodded and muttered:
"It's really rich. The nutritional value should be very high. I just don't know if people will be healthy after eating it."
I turned around and looked at the four diners on the table next to me. One of them ordered large intestine noodles. I have to say that there was a lot of large intestines.
It was so bloody that you could still see the feces inside.
"Sigh... The smellier it is, the more you like to eat it?"
Lin Qian was a little confused and sighed. Several hungry ghosts suddenly appeared. One of them walked directly into the kitchen and swallowed the one who was chopping meat.
Two of them walked up to a table of diners, grabbed two of them and swallowed them in one gulp.
Then a starving ghost grabbed the landlady by the neck and bit her neck off. Blood spurted out of the landlady's neck in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qian was a little surprised, but then she suddenly realized that he was a person who had just died and had become a ghost slave not long ago. No wonder it was like this.
Lin Qian looked at the headless corpse spurting out dark red blood, turned around and left expressionlessly, came to the door, ripped off the wind chime on the door, and threw it into the ghost painting.
At this point, all the evil ghosts in the pink shop disappeared, and with the disappearance of the evil ghosts, the ordinary people who were still alive in the pink shop gradually returned to normal.
When they saw what was in their bowls, they felt their stomachs were churning, and for a while, there was a loud sound of vomiting in the noodle shop.
Then there were screams.
This is normal...
Lin Qian walked out of the pink shop and didn't care. She just walked out of the alley with an expressionless face and casually turned a piece of paper that was flying towards her into ashes.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying ghost realm appeared, covering the entire Dajiang City in the blink of an eye. Starving ghosts appeared in the streets and alleys, cleaning up the supernatural beings.
Fang Chengshi, who was dealing with a supernatural incident, saw a starving ghost suddenly appearing not far away, and he felt relieved.
There is a smile on the tired face.
The boss is back, now I don't have to work overtime every day.
Fang Chengshi looked at the unaware police officers around him, smiled without saying anything, and walked away from this supernatural incident.
Seeing Fang Chengshi suddenly come out of the apartment, Kong Qing hurriedly greeted him:
"Detective Fang, has the matter been resolved?"
"No, the boss is back and I can't be used for the time being." A smile appeared on Fang Chengshi's tired face.
"Boss? Is it Captain Lin? He's back?" Kong Qing was stunned at first, but then he realized who the boss Fang Chengshi was talking about, and his eyes suddenly filled with joy.
"Well, he's back. The boss is now cleaning up all the supernatural incidents in Dajiang City. After this time is over, Captain Kong, you can rest for a while. At least you don't have to call me every day like now." Fang Chengshi
He rubbed his temples. He hadn't cried out in sleep in the past few days, and there were dark circles on his face.
Hearing Fang Chengshi's words, Kong Qing's expression also relaxed. The dark circles on his face were much more serious than Fang Chengshi's. He now drinks coffee in the morning, at noon, and still drinks coffee at night.
I basically followed Fang Chengshi all day long, sleeping at most three hours a day, and I only had time to eat lunch while waiting for Fang Chengshi.
"Is that so? That's great." Kong Qing said with a long sigh of relief.
"Okay Captain Kong, you should go back and rest early. I have to go back and rest too. I haven't seen you rest many times in the past time. Don't let your body collapse." Fang Chengshi patted Kong Qing's shoulder and said.
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He has been in contact with Kong Qing for a long time, so he knows very well what kind of person he is. To be honest, Fang Chengshi is very optimistic about Kong Qing. Such people who are dedicated to their duties are rare nowadays.
"I understand. I will take a good rest after the casualties are cleared." Kong Qing smiled, feeling relieved now.
At the same time, he was also lucky that Dajiang City could have a headquarters captain in charge. Although this captain might not be in Dajiang City for ten and a half days, it was enough.
As long as there is one, then their Dajiang City will be safe, just like today.
Fang Chengshi nodded without saying anything, got in the car and drove towards the west of the city.
In the ghost realm, Lin Qian looked at the entire Dajiang City with an indifferent expression. One after another, the starving ghosts kept eating the evil ghosts that appeared in Dajiang City.
"Haha... It has only been a while since there have been so many supernatural events. Is it the inevitable revival of the supernatural or is it the reason for the ghost prison thing?"
Lin Qian's face looked a little unattractive. If it was the former, it would be fine, but if it was the latter, it would be a bit troublesome.
"We don't have enough manpower, so we need to hire a few more wage earners."