"Roast goose, roast goose, there is no one selling roast goose here."
Wang Jin carried Annie on his back and walked aimlessly on the suburban road.
There are already vendors selling Spring Festival couplets and firecrackers on both sides of the road. It is obvious that there is still some time before the Chinese New Year.
Annie was silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
"I understand, let's go eat roast duck!"
Wang Jin's eyes lit up, and he walked into a roast duck restaurant with Annie on his back.
Half an hour later.
"Hiccup~"
Wang Jin let out a long burp and asked Anne sitting next to him: "Are you full?"
Annie did not speak, but nodded while touching her slightly bulging belly.
"Shall we go shopping for clothes first before looking for grandma?"
Wang Jin said while wiping Annie's mouth with a napkin.
"clothing?"
Annie tilted her head, seeming a little confused.
"Yes, grandma will also be very happy when she sees the beautiful Annie."
"happy?"
Annie nodded in understanding, then stretched out her little hand to hold Wang Jin.
Originally, Wang Jin was worried that she wouldn't be able to buy clothes in the suburbs. Fortunately, as the New Year is approaching, there are many high-quality and cheap clothes even in the suburbs.
So the two headed towards the clothing city again.
A few hours later, it was already getting late. Wang Jin looked at the little girl wearing a pure white babydoll dress in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"It's so beautiful, Annie."
Annie's eyes were much more lively than when she first came out, her face was flushed, like an exquisite doll, her blond hair and blue eyes were so cute, which attracted the attention of many shop assistants.
"Like it?"
"Um."
Annie nodded her little head vigorously and looked at the exquisite shoes on her feet in a daze.
"Now grandma will be very happy when she sees it."
As Wang Jin spoke, he reached out and patted Annie on the head. Annie's body trembled slightly, but she did not dodge.
"Let's go see grandma."
Putting on Annie's coat, Wang Jin held her hand and prepared to go out.
"Um?"
Just as Wang Jing was about to take a step, he suddenly felt his hand being pulled.
"Sleepy."
Annie rubbed her eyes, her pretty face showing a bit of sleepiness.
"Then let's go see grandma next time and go back to bed today, okay?"
Wang Jin smiled and arranged Annie's hair carefully.
"Um."
Annie nodded, not knowing what she was thinking.
"call--"
Wang Jin let out a sigh of relief and lifted Annie up on his back.
"for you."
A small ball of warmth behind his back poked Wang Jin's neck.
"Um?"
Wang Jin turned around with doubts.
"It's not cold anymore."
Anne stretched out her little hand and handed out a box of matches.
"Ahaha, thank you for your gift."
Wang Jin took it and solemnly put it into his pocket.
Pushing open the mall door, Wang Jin pretended not to see the helicopters hovering in the sky, the snipers in the distance, or the black-clad team ambushing in the shop opposite, and walked straight in the direction of Ping An Building.
"Damn, it's too big..."
"boarding."
A taxi drove up in the distance, the window rolled down, revealing Zhang Yi's face.
Wang Jin opened the car door and took Annie into the car.
The car started slowly and drove farther and farther on the deserted road.
——
In the dim office, the woman's slender fingers turned over the tablet.
"Boss, the report is out."
"It is speculated that Wang Jin's known abilities include suppressing Kaitan through touch and absorbing the mental pollution emitted by Kaitan. We do not rule out other unknown abilities."
The woman said while holding the tablet, the light from the monitor illuminating her face.
Baihe.
"The same surname as that person is Wang. It's interesting."
The man known as the boss was leaning on the recliner, and his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness. He could only vaguely see the ring on his hand, a ring that emitted a faint blue light.
——
"Aha~"
Wang Jin woke up from the chair in the Internet cafe and rubbed his sore shoulders.
That day, Annie was taken away immediately after getting off the bus. Wang Jin was pulled by the ears and scolded by Hu Xiaobei before leaving get off work.
"I've been working for three days."
Wang Jin recalled with fingers crossed.
The work for these three days basically consisted of following Hu Xiaobei everywhere to familiarize himself with the company's layout and the concept of ghost talk.
Speaking of Hu Xiaobei, Wang Jin still couldn't believe that she was actually a senior who had been in the tuning department for several years and was one of the older people in the company.
But she's not very old either, at least she doesn't know Wang Jue.
As for why Hu Xiaobei was hiding in the fish tank and shivering when Annie broke out of containment, the little fox has been avoiding talking about it, and even gave Wang Jin a paw when he was asked about it.
As for the remaining employees of the tuning department, they are either out in the field or on their way out. They have not met Wang Jin a few times so far. He and Hu Xiaobei are the only two people in the entire tuning department.
With nothing to do, Wang Jin has been looking through the ghost talk files that he has access to with his authority.
Wang Jin has been dealing with ghost stories since he was a child, but he has never delved into their characteristics. After reading these three days, Wang Jin was deeply shocked by the strange abilities of ghost stories.
What made Wang Jin a little concerned was Annie's file. The text on it seemed to have been changed since he took her out for a tour.
[Ghost Story C-05-96 - The Burning Daughter, whose appearance is a carbonized human body that continues to burn and is accompanied by an unknown high-temperature reaction. It has no obvious communication intention and will cause continuous mental pollution to those who observe her.
The strange story is that c-05-96 possesses an unknown number of match-type objects, hereafter referred to as c-05-96-01. C-05-96 will ignite c-05-96-01 and c-05 for some reason.
When -96-01 is ignited, a random item within a 5-meter radius of c-05-96 will burn. Once it breaks through containment, this range will increase infinitely over time.
(The previous text has been crossed out)
Strange Tales c-05-96—Anne, looks like a white girl wearing a white dress, with obvious communication intention.
From time to time, c-05-96 will ask the staff who come to observe, "Wang Jin?" "Where is Wang Jin?" "When will Wang Jin come?" and other questions, hereafter referred to as "Wang Jin" as c-05-96-
02, c-05-96 is obviously dependent on c-05-96-02, and will often ask c-05-96-02 to take it out to play.
c-05-96 still holds an unknown number of c-05-96-01. c-05-96 said that he does not plan to use c-05-96-01 in the near future because he does not want to burn his clothes. As for c-
Whether 05-96 can be assessed as non-threatening, we are still observing.】
"Looking at it this way, this little guy was really scary before, but he's fine now."
Wang Jin touched the matches in his pocket. They were Annie's gifts. There were four matches in total.
"Hiss - it hurts, it hurts, I feel stiff."
Wang Jin twisted his neck and grinned.
"You have to rent a house when you are on vacation. Living in an Internet cafe is not a long-term solution."
After yawning, Wang Jin bought a few steamed buns and took the subway to the company.
Wang Jin was not idle on the subway either. He was looking at the small book in his hand and kept mumbling something that Hu Xiaobei asked him to remember yesterday.
【Ghost stories are based on people’s cognition.】
The more widely circulated ghost stories usually have more powerful strange power, while ghost stories that are forgotten by people will slowly disappear, so ghost stories will appear in people's lives in various ways to maintain their existence.
[Kaitan cannot be eliminated, it can only be contained.]
The weird abilities of most Kaitans themselves or the mental pollution they inadvertently emit will seriously threaten human safety, and it is almost impossible to completely eliminate Kaitans, so we have our Kaitan Containment Center.
[Insight into the patterns and prototypes of ghost stories.]
Only in this way can you survive in the face of ghost stories. When you encounter ghost stories that you can't handle, don't try to understand them, just run away.
These words are printed in a booklet called the Employee Code of Conduct, and every employee of the Kaidan Shelter Center is required to memorize it.
After getting off the subway, Wang Jin walked from the underground garage of Ping An Building to the second underground floor, kicked open the door of the Security Department office, and threw the bun into Zhao Guangming's face.
"Hey, isn't this Uncle Zhao, the gatekeeper?"
"Well!"
Zhao Guangming, who had not yet woken up, was hit hard and started to curse at the top of his lungs before opening his eyes.
"You little brat, you're the one looking after the door!"
"I live here to save on rent, and do you know how valuable the security department of the Monster Collection Center is?"
Zhao Guangming kicked Wang Jin on the butt, then picked up the buns and ate them with Wang Jin.
After a week of observation, Wang Jin finally determined Zhao Guangming's position in the company.
Security Department.
The middle-level status of the company that Zhao Guangming said when we first met was indeed not nonsense. The security department is responsible for blocking the weird talk and intruders, which is a very dangerous job. And Zhao Guangming, this salty fish, is actually the director of the security department.
, which made Wang Jin somewhat unexpected.
“The gold content is indeed not low.”
Wang Jin ate the buns and nodded.
During the many fights, Wang Jin also learned that if he was serious about it, this unshaven man could hang him up and hammer him, and he was completely worthy of the title of Minister of Security.
As for Deputy Minister Zhang Yi...
"Isn't Zhang Yi here yet?"
"That boy seems a little afraid of you. He will probably come after you leave."
"What is he afraid of? Do I look so scary?"
"Um..."
Zhao Guangming stared at his dead fish eyes and thought seriously.