"You said there are two people missing? Professor Ochiai, are you kidding me? There are exactly twelve people in total, no more and no less." Wenhe said.
"If you could count by counting, would this problem still occur?" Ochiai shook his head and said.
After speaking, he slowly stood up and walked to the center of the conference room. With difficulty, he raised his hand and counted everyone present one by one.
Wen Zhong looked a little surprised. Although he and Ochiai had known each other for a very short time, in his impression, the other person was not the kind of person who always talks about things.
Are there really few people?
"Hiss-"
The flesh on Wen Zhong's forehead was torn, and a turbid ghost pupil emerged from the center of his eyebrows, constantly turning and scanning the surroundings. Everyone felt a cold gaze at this moment.
Of course he didn't mean to provoke, he now wanted to confirm for himself and see what the reality was like.
It's a pity that no matter how hard he scans with his ghost eyes, there are only twelve people in the entire conference room. Could it be... that the problem is his memory?
"Interpol Wen, you, Fang Guanzhu and Yan Duo are patrolling the northern suburbs. Detective Du is patrolling the city center. Wen He and Zhang Youwei are patrolling the eastern suburbs. President Tang, Dao Yi and Taiyi are patrolling the southern suburbs. urban area.”
As he spoke, Ochiai calmly glanced at everyone present: "So who patrols the western suburbs? You won't really let go of such an obvious loophole, right?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent. Everyone was racking their brains to think. It seemed that the memory of the people who went to patrol the western suburbs had been erased in their minds. No, it was more like a blur.
After a moment, Ochiai pointed at the slide and said: "I'm afraid that the fierce ghost has spliced the two ghosts controlled by He Youxu. Now we are at a disadvantage. If we want to save it, we must take risks."
"Is it possible that He Youxu did it? Will Li Gui deliberately erase other people's memories?" Wen Zhong frowned and said, "And we can't be sure that the person is dead now."
"Isn't he dead? Could it be that he was taken home for dinner by the devil?" Wen He looked a little ugly. He almost chose to go to the western suburbs yesterday. If that was the case, then he would be the one being discussed here today. .
"Okay, please don't make any noise now." Ochiai seemed to have made up his mind. He raised three fingers and said, "Wait for three more days. If there is no more information about Li Gui and Gui Nu after three days, we will enter That building, including me.”
"Hey, Professor Ochiai, why are you joining in the fun?"
Everyone was surprised. Professor Ochiai was going too?
Hearing this, Wen Zhong's first reaction was that the other party had gone crazy. He, a scientific researcher, was going to join in the fun. Could it be that they were distracted from protecting him?
And why is it three days? Can he guess the development progress of the supernatural event? Does three days mean that this supernatural event will completely explode?
The amount of information in the words was a little bit large. At this moment, Wen Zhong was still thinking about the information in the other party's words.
But I saw Ochiai speak again: "No matter what, please do your best. Entering the building is undoubtedly a bad idea, but if you really get to that point, please don't back down."
All signs indicate that the brewing of supernatural events is getting more and more serious. Yesterday alone, at least one ghost controller was killed, and what's even weirder is that the other person was erased from his memory.
Ochiai had a hunch that this was just a prelude. If this supernatural event could not be suppressed in time, everything might be irreversible.
The meeting ended quickly, and everyone left the meeting room with deep thoughts, either going back to their residences or continuing their patrols. Wen Zhong was also preparing to return to the safe house to continue suppressing the guillotine.
"Detective Detective, please stay."
Just when Wen Zhong was about to walk out of the Central Building with Yan Duo, Ochiai's call came from behind. He looked back and saw that the other person was walking towards him with a golden glass box in his hand.
"What, Professor Ochiai, do you have anything else to do?" Wen Zhong asked.
He knew that there was a ghost thread in the golden glass box. According to Ochiai, it was a form of ghost killing.
"I have something I want Detective Wen to help verify. I don't know if I have time to come to the laboratory in the afternoon." Ochiai said, pointing to the gold glass box in his arms.
Wen Zhong thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, I don't have anything particularly urgent right now, but what about Du Baige? Isn't he the one mainly responsible for your safety?"
"There are some things that he can't touch. Let me tell you straight. I think you are the only one in Da'an City who can help me right now." Ochiai paused and said, "I need you to study ghost silk together. It Maybe it’s the key to solving the mystery.”
"What do you mean? It's possible that you found a living person to host Guisi." Wen Zhong said.
"No, but I used other methods to come to a similar conclusion. Now I still need the assistance of a ghost controller." Ochiai said coldly, without any emotion in his voice.
"I understand. What you mean is that you want to find someone to take advantage of and take the initiative to contact Ghost Silk, right?"
"Absolutely, but in my opinion this is just a necessary sacrifice for science." Lao Lao said.
As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhong smiled: "Professor Ochiai, although it is dark, your biological clock should still be normal. Who would touch such a thing when they have nothing to do? I haven't lived enough yet."
"Is that so?" Ochiai said, "I think everything in the world has its own value and scale, so I would like to know, Detective Wen, what is your scale of value?"
"My scale is very flexible. Sometimes it's very high and sometimes it's very low. It depends on what you're doing." Wen Zhong said, "But I originally became an Interpol just to protect myself. You can help me if you want. Unless you can provide me with the ghost candle."
"How many ghost candles do you need?"
"The more, the better. Of course, I'm not doing it for myself. I still need to contribute to this supernatural event. At least... let's get two." Wen Zhong thought carefully and said. He didn't ask for a price but was realistic.
"But I currently only have one ghost candle here, but after I finish handling this supernatural incident, I will apply for another ghost candle from the headquarters for you." Ochiai said.
Wen Zhong didn't speak, just raised his eyebrows.
"Coupled with the current remaining gold reserves in Da'an City, you should have obtained permission from the headquarters to use them. There are about three tons left that can be given to you."
When Wen Zhong heard this, he took out the satellite phone hidden in his arms and said to Ochiai: "Deal, the headquarters heard what you just said. You can't regret it afterwards."
Ochiai smiled and said: "I've said what I said, and it's hard to keep track of it. Why should I lie to you about this kind of thing? Since you have already agreed, remember to come to my laboratory on time in the afternoon."
