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."
To be continued...