The second headquarters meeting is about to begin.
At this moment, in the conference room.
Wang Xiaoming rarely arrived early. He sat silently in his seat. The dark circles under his eyes and his slightly haggard eyes showed that he had not rested for a long time.
He is an ordinary person, and he is also an ordinary person suffering from cancer.
According to the doctor's instructions, in a situation like his, necessary rest is indispensable, and he must try to maintain a relaxed attitude to avoid further deterioration of the condition.
However, now, Wang Xiaoming was attending the meeting with a pair of dark circles and bloodshot eyes. He looked confused, but his brain was still running crazily.
The plan to lure Gui Hua and suppress Gui Cha was indeed successful, but there was a problem with the subsequent ending, resulting in the whole plan being only half successful.
The ghost paintings indeed suppressed the ghost realm of ghosts, but the plan to attract the ghosts in the end went wrong.
Guo Fan lost control, and problems came one after another. In the end, not only did the plan to attract ghosts fail, but the four ghosts in Li Jun were revived. The most terrible thing is that the five ghosts who came out of the ghost paintings have not been revealed yet.
No, it cannot be said that there is no context.
What made Wang Xiaoming feel the most urgent was that within a few hours after the operation ended, he received a lot of terrible news.
Ghost paintings appeared in the city.
There are not two paintings per painting, but many paintings. The number is astonishing, and the number of messages received by the communications department about ghost paintings is also increasing exponentially.
The number of ghost paintings is increasing in urban areas for unknown reasons.
"The failure of this plan is not your responsibility. You have done a good job." Cao Yanhua looked at Wang Xiaoming's taciturn look and came over to comfort him.
Wang Xiaoming still didn't speak, his bloodshot eyes turned slightly, glanced at Cao Yanhua, and continued thinking in his heart: "Guo Fan, Zhong Shan, Chen Yi, Zhao Jianguo... these people all have problems, including Cao Yanhua, he may also have problems
question."
He found that there were fewer and fewer people he could trust now, especially now that Li Jun was no longer around.
None of the ghost controllers affiliated with the Dajing City headquarters can be trusted now.
Except for the old man named Qin, because if there is something wrong with that old man, is it necessary for the ghost lurking in the shadows to continue to hibernate?
This is also the reason why Wang Xiaoming concealed the news of Wei Jing's resurrection.
The only people who knew the news were him and the five people involved in the operation, and then Mr. Qin, totaling seven people in total.
Wang Xiaoming needs to accumulate trump cards to fight against the ghost who doesn't know when he will show up.
Although he was unsure of the ghost's abilities and whereabouts, he vaguely felt that the ghost was about to jump out.
Ghost missions, ghost paintings, failed plans to attract ghosts...
Behind everything, there seems to be a huge black hand adding fuel to the flames.
And the result seems to be as expected by the invisible black hand.
Wang Xiaoming sat behind the conference table with a deep expression on his face: "Among the three persons in charge of Dajing City, Guo Fan and Chen Yi have been resurrected and imprisoned in a gold container. The remaining Zhong Shan cannot be contacted from this morning.
Now, coupled with the resurrected Li Jun and Jiang Shangbai, the casualties in this operation will be huge."
"Then there are the ghost masters like Cao Yang who went to deal with the problem of the four Li Jun's ghosts reviving. Although no more people were killed in that detention operation, the consumption caused to Cao Yang and others was also huge. If there is another sudden explosion at this time,
A big thunderstorm would just add insult to injury."
"The number of ghost controllers available in Dajing City has been getting smaller and smaller. Is this the ghost's plan? Use ghosts and ghost paintings to cause huge internal consumption, and then completely detonate the ghost painting incident.
, let us be destroyed here?"
Cao Yanhua, who finally put on a comforting look, would never have thought that Wang Xiaoming was not blaming himself now, but was thinking about a problem.
Now, how many people in this seemingly glorious and beautiful headquarters building have been invaded by ghosts?
"It seems that I came a little early, and the others haven't arrived yet?"
Just when Cao Yanhua didn't know what to say, the door to the conference room opened.
Liu Xiaoyu walked in with Yang Jian.
Wang Xiaoming raised his head slightly, glanced at Yang Jian who walked in, and then lowered his eyes again, as if he was immersed in an endless ocean of thoughts.
At the first glance after entering the door, Yang Jian also looked at Wang Xiaoming, and then a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"We haven't seen each other for a day, why does this guy look at me so weirdly? He looks like a policeman handling the case, as if he's interrogating him. Could he be thinking about how to avenge Wang Xiaoqiang?"
Yang Jian has never let down his guard against Wang Xiaoming. After all, the hatred for killing his brother is irreconcilable. Who knows if this cold guy will suddenly find an opportunity to avenge his brother?
"boom!"
Suddenly, Cao Yanhua slammed the table, looked at Yang Jian and shouted angrily: "Yang Jian, where were you early yesterday morning? Did you go to fight with someone again?"
"Oh? Someone has complained to you?" Yang Jian was not afraid of Cao Yanhua's anger at all, but he did not admit it either.
With Jiang Shangbai's death, the circle of friends lost a big piece of meat.
Yang Jian has a grudge against the circle of friends. After all, the circle of friends has always wanted to get rid of him.
In this case, of course he would beat up the drowned dog.
When something happened to Jiang Shangbai and the circle of friends was somewhat in chaos, he took advantage of this moment last night to kill several important people in the circle of friends.
"It's not a question of whether to file a complaint or not. There are enough problems in the city now. Can't you save me some trouble? Can't you know how to put the overall situation first?"
Cao Yanhua felt a pain in his heart that he couldn't express.
Once Jiang Shangbai died, the captain candidates recommended by the circle of friends were gone.
But for the headquarters, last night's action was not a huge loss.
Not to mention the four ghost masters who fell into the trap at once, Cao Yang and others suffered heavy losses.
The Ghost Controller is not a character in the game who can restore his blood volume with just one or two bottles of blood medicine.
For ghost controllers, the consumption caused by supernatural powers is real. Especially for those ghost controllers who control two ghosts and barely maintain the balance of ghosts in their bodies, the consumption caused by using ghost abilities is equivalent to losing their lives.
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But unfortunately, bad news came early in the morning.
Several ghost masters in the circle of friends were killed inexplicably last night, and the murderer is unknown.
"Deputy Minister, you have wronged me. I went to bed after working overtime last night. Did I fight with anyone? By the way, I went to the school last night to deal with a ghost painting. Overtime pay
Remember to reimburse me." Yang Jian not only refused to admit it, but also confidently asked for overtime pay.
"Yang Jian, is there any point in lying and deceiving people at this time? We know exactly what you did last night. As soon as something happened to Mr. Jiang, you went ruthless to us and killed a group of investors without telling us.
We also killed several of our ghost masters, and President Fang has already spoken. If you don’t give me an explanation today, you will never go back to your Dachang City."
At this time, several ghost masters belonging to the circle of friends pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in.
These people looked at Yang Jian's face with a gloomy expression, and the threat was extremely strong, and they had the intention of taking action.
Cao Yanhua looked at these ghost masters who were about to quarrel as soon as they entered the conference room, but he did not go up to break up the fight at this time.
Previously, the circle of friends in Dajing City had developed too much and their arrogance was too arrogant. It would not be a bad thing to let Yang Jian suppress their arrogance now and let them know how to lower their heads and obey the orders of the country.
Wang Xiaoming lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, as if to block out the noise in his ears.
At this moment, Yang Jian turned his head slightly and looked at the ghost controllers with squinted eyes: "You want to use Fang Shiming to pressure me? Since you insist on saying that I did it, then I don't bother to defend you losers.
What's up? Go ahead and be prepared to be killed by me. If you want to call for help, I'll give you time and we'll come together when the time comes, just in time to send you to death together."
"I'll kill you in less than a minute."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the entire conference room flickered, as if there was some strange interference.
"Yang Jian, don't mess around, this is the headquarters."
When Cao Yanhua saw Yang Jian's temper rising again, he hurriedly stood up to stop him.
He just hopes that Yang Jian can suppress the arrogance of his circle of friends, but he doesn't want the two forces to completely break up.
A serious fight would not do any good to the headquarters.
Because this means that the headquarters must give up one of the forces.
Give up, this word is extremely sensitive to today's situation.
Dajing City is now under threat from ghost paintings, and Cao Yanhua is counting on Fang Shi and Yang Jian to help solve the ghost painting incident together.
Even if these two people are not on the same team, at least they shouldn't get into a fight at this time.
After all, before a fight begins, everything has room for discussion.
If a fight really breaks out, either one of them will die, the other will be forced to the point where the evil spirit is about to resurrect, or both of them will die together.
As far as the current situation is concerned, Cao Yanhua naturally cannot accept either of these two possibilities.
There are enough dead ghost masters, and there are not many ghost masters left who can take action.
At this time, a boss in the circle of friends, a veteran ghost controller, a ghost controller who can handle S-level incidents.
No matter which one dies, it is equivalent to losing a piece of flesh to Cao Yanhua.
"Deputy Minister, I'm not the one doing this. Just so I have a recording here. You might as well listen to it."
When the lights returned to normal, Yang Jian took out his mobile phone, clicked play, and played a recording.
"Yang Jian is still at the training base, right? Why don't we take advantage of the ghost painting incident to kill Yang Jian directly, and then push the problem to the ghost painting incident..."
"It's good to solve this problem easily."
"Maybe we can take this opportunity to put pressure on Cao Yanhua and let him use that coffin nail."
"..."
As the recording ended, the few ghost masters who were part of the circle of friends and were planning to cause trouble were stunned.
Why?
Why was there a recording of that meeting, and why did the recording happen to be in Yang Jian's hands?
For a moment, the faces of the ghost masters were ashen, like an old man who had been cheated but was cheated.
"Deputy Minister, I don't need to say more, right? The recording is here. They planned to take action first. I was just acting in self-defense. After all, I am also the person in charge of a city. You are so bold that you want to kill me.
Me? Murdering public servants was a matter of rebellion even in ancient times, right?"
Yang Jian looked calm and threw the dirty water back to the circle of friends.
"boom!"
Upon hearing these recordings, Cao Yanhua slammed the table angrily and stared at the ghost control friends from the circle of friends who came to attack.
The death of a few people in the circle of friends can be said to be a good thing for the headquarters.
The only thing to blame is that the circle of friends has developed too far in Dajing City. They have taken advantage of the changing times to try to get their hands on some things that should not be touched.
Now, it is certainly beneficial to the headquarters to knock out a few ghost masters and capitalists in the circle of friends and cut off the hand that reaches out.
After all, no matter how selfish Yang Jian is, at least he will be willing to protect Dachang City with all his strength.
In comparison, it is much better than these ghost masters and capitalists who take advantage of the chaos to make profits.
Needless to say, who is more valuable, a group of moths or a migrant worker who is willing to work only for money?
However, this group of moths actually tried to kill the honest workers under their command?
If Yang Jian is really killed...
Cao Yanhua simply didn't dare to think about it anymore.
In the age of supernatural beings, ghost controllers have more and more say, especially as the times change, almost all of the loyal ghost controllers at the headquarters are dead, and the rest are some who have small calculations in their hearts, but they are not aware of it.
He is still a ghost controller who is willing to support national security.
They are willing to obey the dispatch of the headquarters. On the one hand, they have plans for the city to which they belong. After all, there are huge profits to be made, but the headquarters turns a blind eye.
At the same time, if you join the headquarters, you will have the opportunity to receive resource support and even be qualified to control a second ghost, allowing you to live longer.
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Is it better to follow the state machine than to wander around alone outside?
But if Yang Jian is killed inexplicably and his death is unclear, can the prestige of the headquarters be maintained?
The ghost controller who solved the S-class paranormal incident was killed by the circle of friends under the nose of the headquarters.
By then, the prestige of the headquarters will be hit, people will be dispersed, and it will be difficult to lead the team.
Maybe the circle of friends has this intention.
If the situation worsens, maybe the headquarters will choose to break its teeth and swallow it, and choose to rely on the circle of friends to stabilize the situation?
Cao Yanhua thought of a lot in an instant, and even broke out in a cold sweat involuntarily. He glared at the several pale-faced ghost masters in front of him: "You'd better give me an explanation, or I will order the closure of all the industries in your circle of friends right now."
, terminate all cooperation with you."
"this……"
The ghost masters were obviously a little panicked.
They originally followed Fang Shiming's arrangement and came to investigate.
But they didn't expect that Yang Jian would have this fatal recording in his hands and bite them back.
"It's fake, it's all fake, it's a recording you synthesized."
One of the ghost masters had no choice but to say that the black ones were white.
This recording cannot be acknowledged even to death.
At least not right now.
Yang Jian sneered: "If you think it's fake, then it's fake. Back to the previous question, do you want to take action here? Beat me to death, or be beaten to death by me?"
The temperature dropped suddenly and the lights in the conference room flickered again.
The ghost controllers also had serious expressions on their faces, preparing to block the attack from Yang Jian.
There were three of them, and they didn't believe that this man named Yang could easily kill the three of them.
"Yang Jian, wait a minute, calm down first, don't make trouble at this time."
Cao Yanhua quickly stood up and chose to stabilize the situation first.
If it were normal, he would of course be happy to continue tapping Moments.
But it's different now. There are ghost paintings everywhere in Dajing City. If we don't deal with it, big problems will arise.
"Deputy Minister, if you want to break up the fight, I think you'd better forget it. You may not be able to break it off even if you want to," Yang Jian said coldly.
The corner of Cao Yanhua's mouth twitched, feeling a little embarrassed, but he still insisted on persuading: "Yang Jian, the matter is not serious enough to end. You are also aware of the problems in Dajing City now. No matter what you think, I
We all hope that you can focus on the overall situation for the time being, and the current situation is not suitable for another conflict."
"In this case, you can make a condition. I can discuss it with my circle of friends. As long as you agree to reconcile, I can guarantee in the name of the headquarters that your fight will end from now on, and there will not be any subsequent retaliation."
"Yang Jian, if you are willing to reconcile, our circle of friends is also willing. I can report to Mr. Fang now."
Those ghost masters who took the initiative to look for trouble also chose to give in at this time. After all, who is willing to fight to the end if they can't fight to the death?
They are all working as laborers, and they only earn so much in a day. Why are you selling your life?
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
He can't trust anyone, nor can he trust anyone's guarantee. He only believes in the cruel reality.
But he also understands that it is difficult for one person to completely destroy the circle of friends, especially in today's situation. Cao Yanhua also intends to preserve the circle of friends.
The next moment, the cold atmosphere lingering in the conference room dissipated.
Yang Jian stared at Cao Yanhua and said: "Since you said so, I have a condition. If the circle of friends can satisfy it, I can not pursue the previous matter."
Changed your mind?
Cao Yanhua breathed a sigh of relief: "You said it."
It's fine as long as they don't get into a fight.
"The circle of friends has something in their hands, and I want it."
Yang Jian took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Cao Yanhua.
The photo shows a pair of old and rusty scissors with black hair tangled in it.
Cao Yanhua frowned, as if this was the first time he saw this thing.
The ghost masters in the circle of friends looked at the photo and were a little surprised, as if they had never seen the thing above: "What is this?"
"The level is too low, haven't you understood this level?"
Yang Jian looked at these ghost masters who didn't look like they were lying: "I don't need to explain it clearly to you. You just need to tell Fang Shiming what happened. If you are willing to hand over this thing, I will not take the blame for what happened before."
The eyes of the ghost masters flickered: "We can help you report the matter, but later..."
"boom!"
Yang Jian was not that good-tempered. When he heard the words about pushing the ball, he immediately grabbed a stool and threw it at one of the ghost masters, beating the man's head to pieces and bleeding: "Don't follow me here.
Push the ball and challenge my patience."
"After this meeting is over, I will hear the answer."
"Yang Jian, you have gone too far!"
The ghost controller couldn't bear this kind of anger and immediately planned to get angry.
"Jingle Bell."
But at this moment, a phone ring suddenly made everyone startled, and they all turned their attention to the location where the sound came from.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my phone is ringing, please continue and ignore me."
In the line of sight, a strange man whom everyone had no memory of, and who had been sitting there for an unknown period of time, was taking out his satellite positioning mobile phone from the pocket on his shoulder.
While looking at everyone with an apology, he stood up and walked out of the conference room, seemingly planning to answer the phone outside.
"Who is this person?"
Everyone, including Cao Yanhua, had only one idea in their mind.