Wen Zhong turned around and saw a man wearing an Interpol uniform standing at the gate, but the strange thing was that the man's face had no facial features, only a ferocious crack.
Under the illumination of the light, one can see sharp teeth arranged criss-cross in the crack.
Seeing this strange scene, Wen Zhong immediately stood up and looked at the other person with vigilant eyes.
"Don't be nervous, it's me."
At this time, a familiar voice came from the crack on the other person's face. Judging from the sound, the person in front of him was undoubtedly Chen Zhanluo.
"Chen Zhanluo, you... are actually so willing to have plastic surgery?" Wen Zhong said teasingly, and he felt relieved.
"Wen Zhong, have you met Chen Zhanluo yet?" Ling Jin asked on the other end of the phone.
"Xiao Lingjin, we have successfully reunited." Chen Zhanluo said first: "Although I don't know the current situation yet, I can tell just by looking at it that Da'an City is definitely not optimistic now."
Wen Zhong nodded without retorting. He put the satellite phone on the table and kept looking at Chen Zhanluo up and down: "I'm really curious now, how did you break through the blockade and come in."
"It's a long story."
Chen Zhanluo sat on the sofa and pointed at his face and said, "Actually, I didn't come in either. They just used a special supernatural item to send part of me in."
"I originally planned to go to the laboratory building to find you, but unfortunately I got up a step late. When I arrived, you had already left, so I decided to come to this safe house to find you."
Wen Zhong said: "Is that so? Then how did you determine the location of my safe house? I remember that I never revealed the location to the headquarters."
"It's very simple. I just briefly investigated the place where Da'an has mobilized the most gold recently, and I naturally found this place." Chen Zhanluo said.
Hearing what Chen Zhanluo said, Wen Zhong nodded thoughtfully. This was definitely an important clue that could be used in both investigation and defense in the future.
Wen Zhong glanced at the ferocious crack on Chen Zhanluo's face again, which made people feel numb.
Chen Zhanluo, codenamed Fierce Sound, this crack is one of the ghosts he controls. He can simulate the sound of a living person dying. This weird sound can curse living people and even curse ghosts.
"Then what's the matter with you coming here? If you're here for support, then it's okay. Only one thing like a ghost slave can't affect the overall situation. Of course, if you come in personally or there are ten or eight ghost slaves like this, it will be different. Let’s forget about it.”
"Not yet. This is my limit at the moment. I was able to get in this time because of good luck. I don't know if I will be so lucky next time."
Chen Zhanluo paused and continued: "However, the haze that enveloped Da'an has turned into the shape of a book, and I think the experimental building is the same. Did you do something?"
"Ahem, we didn't do anything, we just found the true identity of the evil spirit." At this time, there were several coughs from upstairs, and Ochiai slowly walked downstairs with a purple oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Go to the living room.
"Oh? Professor Ochiai." Chen Zhanluo's head was slightly raised at this moment, and the gaping hole was pointed at Ochiai, as if he was observing the other person.
"Sorry for interrupting your conversation without authorization, but I want to confirm that external support and supplies really cannot be transported to Daan City. Now we are running out of ammunition and food." Ochiai said calmly.
"You should be outside Da'an City now. I think your personal judgment should be more accurate than that of the headquarters."
"It really doesn't work. In fact, we tried many ways to stay outside, but none of them worked. This layer of haze seems to have isolated everything. No matter whether it is people or items, no one can be sent in." Chen Zhanluo said.
This layer of black-red haze isolates everything, and is no less impressive than the Hungry Ghost Ghostland in Dachang City. To some extent, it may be even more difficult.
Chen Zhanluo didn't say this clearly. He didn't want to damage their morale at this time.
"Do you mean you can only rely on yourself?" Wen Zhong said lightly. His body began to convulse slightly at this moment, and the side effects of excessive use of Li Gui's power were emerging one by one.
"You guys talk first. I still have some things to deal with. If you need anything, you can go to Huang Gongming or Yan Duo."
After receiving Chen Zhanluo's affirmative answer, they could no longer expect justice from the headquarters to save them. Wen Zhong felt that they must adopt more extreme methods if they wanted to survive.
In order to suppress the thinking ghost, he took the initiative to break the supernatural balance in his body. Although he succeeded, he also failed. Currently, the three ghosts he controls are all in a high state of recovery.
If you are not careful, you may die from the ghost's resurrection.
Therefore, he will definitely not be able to use the power of the ghost for a period of time, otherwise the worst result will be that there will be another terrifying ghost wandering around Da'an City.
When the time comes, if Wen Zhong has a spirit in heaven, he can only proudly point to this fierce ghost and say to the headquarters: Isn't it awesome? I created this ghost.
"We are really out of ammunition and food now."
At this moment, he returned to his room. In the corner of the room was a gold box that had accumulated some dust. He walked over and wanted to pick it up, but his hands unconsciously stretched towards his neck.
"Damn it, be honest with me." Wen Zhong frowned and growled.
Speaking of which, the ghost's hand remained honest for a while after it was broken off by the lanky ghost. However, ghosts cannot be killed. Even if they are suppressed, injuries of this level will not take long to recover.
Just as he was about to put the gold box on the table, a strange little girl suddenly appeared outside the door, gnawing on her thumb and looking at Wen Zhong curiously.
Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that this little girl should be the young master of the Ye family.
At that time, he accepted Ye Zhenghong's benefits, so he left an open space for this little girl in the safe house. Because so many things happened in the past two days, he almost forgot that there was such a person in the safe house.
But that's fine, she is relatively well-behaved and not naughty, which saves Wen Zhong a lot of energy and does not have to worry about a child all day long.
"Little girl, what do you want?" Wen Zhong looked at the other party, but the next moment the other party looked very happy, smiling and waving to Wen Zhong.
