There are many things in the world for which the truth cannot be known.
Whether it's predicting the future or knowing the past, in short, it's all just pursuing a result.
A correct result, a satisfactory result.
"Tell me, why was the door opened?"
The sky was dark, with floating black mist like thick smoke from a fire.
In the distance, there are layers of trees and mountains, and the mountains are still far away and need to be climbed.
The two young people standing on the top of the mountain looked at the world with no end in sight, and they were both a little silent.
"Should I go back?" A young man raised his arm. Pale flames clung to his arm. The skin on his arm slowly disappeared, revealing the blood-red bones filled with cracks.
"You?" The young man in red tilted his head slightly, "Will you shoot those kings to death when you go back?"
"A bunch of trash, don't let me go find trouble with them." The young man shook off the flame on his hand and said expressionlessly.
The king, from the beginning to the end, the king's organization never confronted him. Yanzhi almost killed the king's organization by himself without any need for him to take action.
Those kings who could force Yang Jian to that point were just chickens and dogs in his eyes.
"I won't go back, let them solve it themselves." The young man in red thought for a while and said.
Another young man nodded and agreed, "Well, I didn't get much help from you at the beginning, so he shouldn't need it either."
The two of them didn't speak any more, and jumped off the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, heading towards the unknown front.
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At the headquarters, Cao Yanhua rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the report in his hand.
Extreme headache.
"You paranormal forum gave me a clue and said that Ye Zhen traveled to Africa and did not appear in the Cherry Blossom Country."
"No, the president did not go to Africa. He is the Sakura Country, and Mount Fuji was split open by his sword." Awu said expressionlessly.
In the office, the corners of Cao Yanhua's mouth twitched.
"Awu, do you want to see what the president of your family did in Sakura Country East?" Cao Yanhua threw a file and a stack of photos in front of Awu.
Awu squinted slightly at the photos scattered on the table.
That's a photo taken by a satellite.
There was a person in the photo, a shirtless young man with disheveled hair.
The young man held two rusty swords and stood on top of a dark ghost.
The capital of Sakura Country is currently shrouded in this ghost.
Behind the young man was the erupting volcanic ash, and the sky was filled with black dust.
"Minister, I think this country urgently needs our assistance." Awu said solemnly after looking at the photo.
"..."
Cao Yanhua was silent, and so were several staff members.
"You are quite familiar with international treaties," Cao Yanhua said with a faint look.
"I'm afraid that our president will suffer a loss." Awu thought for a while and explained.
"Will he suffer a loss? Ah Wu, do you want to listen to what you are talking about?" Cao Yanhua wanted to curse.
"He killed all the ghost masters in the other country by himself. Except for the Spirit Society, which was directly destroyed. After killing all the ghost masters in the other country, he was not satisfied. He also directly triggered a large-scale supernatural incident. According to our guess, the other country All the dormant ghosts in the territory are very likely to be stimulated to revive by him."
"He suffered a loss?"
Cao Yanhua really wanted to see what was going on in the mind of the Interpol policeman in front of him.
"You told me that Ye Zhen would suffer?"
A Wu touched his nose and said, "The president can indeed do this. The president's sword is not old yet..."
Awu said with some embarrassment.
Cao Yanhua rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You can't be angry, you can't be angry. The top priority now is to ask Ye Zhen clearly about the purpose of appearing in Sakura Country."
Cao Yanhua tried hard to calm down. He was very excited now, but he must not show it.
"Tell me honestly, why did Ye Zhen go to the Sakura Country?" Cao Yanhua wanted to know why Ye Zhen went to the island country, so that they could have a legitimate excuse to go there.
Paranormal events cannot be counted as natural disasters. This is a contract entered into by each country when it established its paranormal department.
"Can you tell?" A Wu looked at Cao Yanhua doubtfully.
"Can you tell me that you knew it after you said it?" Cao Yanhua really couldn't understand A Wu's brain circuit.
Awu thought for a moment and recalled what the president told him. He thought about it and nodded, as if there was indeed nothing he couldn't say.
"It's nothing. The president said that he went to the island country just to use the people there as one of the materials for making ghost money. He opened a ghost bank there and, if possible, he could chop down Mount Fuji."
Awu paused as he spoke and looked at Cao Yanhua, who had dull eyes. He thought for a moment and continued, "The president went there a month ago. Now ghost money has become popular in the supernatural circle. A ghost market has appeared in Dachuan City. It’s been a month.”
"The emergence of ghost money and ghost markets shows that the president successfully established a ghost bank and began to mint ghost money."
"Now that Mount Fuji has been chopped down, both of the president's goals have been achieved. He will probably come back when he has had enough fun."
After Awu finished speaking, he looked at the silent Cao Yanhua and several staff members who had stopped writing.
The world should be beautiful and prosperous, but for some nations it is not.
Cao Yanhua thought he was cold-blooded enough, but now he felt that his cold-bloodedness was nothing compared to a living King of Hell.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter how long Ye Zhen plays outside, as long as he doesn't play in the country." Cao Yanhua covered his forehead. He felt that his head was dizzy now. It must be because he was angry, and it was definitely not caused by the happy transition.
He gradually calmed down.
"Ghost money? Ghost market? What is this?" Cao Yanhua finally captured the key point.
"You don't know?" Awu was really surprised this time.
"I should... uh... I should know." Cao Yanhua originally wanted to say that I should know?
But thinking about it carefully, he should definitely know about this kind of thing, but now he doesn't know.
"How about I explain it to you?" Awu asked tentatively.
Cao Yanhua felt his face feel a little hot. This guy's eyesight was the same as Ye Zhen's, no different.
Cao Yanhua didn't speak, just looked at Ah Wu, but after looking at Ah Wu for a long time, he had no intention of speaking.
Seeing A Wu looking at him in confusion, Cao Yanhua knew that if he didn't speak today, A Wu would never explain.
"Explain it." Cao Yanhua said aggrievedly.
A Wu nodded, he thought Cao Yanhua didn't want to know.
"Ghost money is a currency that circulates between ghosts and ghost controllers. It has two face values, 3 yuan and 7 yuan."
"Apart from transactions, the biggest function of ghost money is to avoid attacks by evil spirits."
"When facing a ghost, as long as you take out the ghost's money, the ghost will instantly give up attacking you. After you give the money to the ghost, if the ghost is satisfied, it will leave. Even if you are in front of the ghost at this time It won't attack you even if you jump around."
"The validity period depends on the denomination and quantity of the ghost money."
"Ghosts with a high degree of terror require more ghost money, and vice versa."
"Normally speaking, a three-yuan piece of ghost money can prevent a ghost from attacking you for three hours, and a seven-yuan piece of money can prevent a ghost from attacking you for 12 hours."
"Of course, this is the case where the ghost needs to be imprisoned. If you don't imprison it, the ghost will leave. As long as you don't follow, the ghost will never appear within a hundred meters of you within three hours."
"The ghost market, also known as the mountain market, is similar in nature to the night market. The items sold there are all weird supernatural items and ghosts with varying degrees of terror."
"In the ghost market, if you are lucky, you can find things that are useful for ghost controllers, such as items that suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts."
"As far as I know, a new drug store opened in the ghost market a few days ago. The Chinese medicine in the drug store can effectively suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts."
"The price of traditional Chinese medicine varies. Sometimes it is free, and sometimes it is charged. It all depends on your luck."
The eloquent words quickly explained the functions of ghost money and ghost markets.
Cao Yanhua's expression became serious, and a sense of crisis appeared in his heart.
Combined with the amount of fresh blood delivered to the headquarters during this period, his face became a little ugly.
The existence of the ghost market is shaking the foundation of their headquarters.
The headquarters can make the ghost controllers obey simply because it is a state department and it has the ability to suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts.
But now a ghost market has appeared, where ghost masters can obtain supernatural items that can suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts, and may even be ways to enhance their own strength.
If things go on for a long time, can their headquarters still recruit ghost masters to join?
Ah Wu looked at Cao Yanhua, whose expression was changing, and thought for a while before saying one more thing.
"Minister, after the ghost market is formed, if you want to disappear, you can only wait until it gets out of control, unless Old Antique takes action himself."
"You have to understand that even evil ghosts have to follow the rules of the ghost market when they enter the ghost market. They exchange ghosts for ghost money."
"It is impossible for the headquarters to destroy the ghost market. Nowadays, many ghost controllers rely on the ghost market to survive. Those who are cursed by ghosts and trigger the murderous laws of ghosts and cannot deal with them, as long as they hide in the ghost market, they will be able to survive in the ghost market. In the city, as long as they don't provoke the evil spirits, they won't be attacked by the evil spirits."
"Besides, the owner of the ghost market seems to be an old antique."
Cao Yanhua clenched his fists, feeling helpless.
The headquarters has been established for so long and relies on a lot of foundation to stand firmly, while the ghost market has only stood there for a month.
"Send out Old Antique?" Cao Yanhua leaned on his chair slumped, "How is this possible?"
The headquarters now houses two terrifying ghosts. If Mr. Qin takes action because of a ghost market, maybe two extremely terrifying supernatural events will occur in the headquarters just after Mr. Qin leaves.
People abroad are very interested in ghosts and starving ghosts. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has received many letters asking them to hand over ghosts and hungry ghosts.
What to study, the mystery of the immortality of old and evil ghosts.
Everyone is a smart person and knows everything they want. Who doesn’t know that about Xiao Jiujiu?
Mr. Qin could leave Dajing City before, but since Gui Cha and Starving Ghost were imprisoned, he couldn't.
Cao Yanhua sighed, "If there is Ye Zhen in the headquarters... Forget Ye Zhen, if there are ghost controllers like Yu Zhile, let alone the ghost market, even S-level supernatural incidents can be easily handled. "
Ah Wu looked a little strange when he heard this.
"How do you know so much? Could it be that your supernatural forum..." Cao Yanhua adjusted his mood and looked at Awu with a complicated look.
"That's right." Awu scratched his head, "I know so much, it's normal. After all, we have a stake in the ghost market, and we account for 20% of the income."
"Does your president know the owner of the ghost market?" Cao Yanhua narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I know you." Awu nodded without thinking.
"Who?" Cao Yanhua asked immediately.
"Minister Cao, I'm telling you so much because I'm an Interpol, and I can tell you this because of my responsibilities, but I'm also the second-in-command of the Supernatural Forum. If the president is not around, I have the final say on the forum."
"Minister, you have to understand that I have two identities." Awu looked at Cao Yanhua expressionlessly.
"Now you should not inquire about the owner of the ghost market, but how to keep the ghost bank in the hands of the headquarters. Ghost money can help the ghost market gain a foothold, and it can also make the headquarters grow."
"After the supernatural recovery, gold is basically useless. The longer the supernatural recovery lasts, the less terrifying the ghosts will be."
"A ghost bank is still a bank in essence. It can be privately owned or state-owned. It depends on your own ideas."
"Although the ghost bank was established by the president, this is only on the surface. Minister, you might as well guess why the money minted by the ghost bank first appeared in the ghost market and not in the supernatural forum?"
Cao Yanhua's pupils shrank. What Awu said was not subtle. Far from being subtle, he almost pointed his finger in his face and told him that the real controller of the ghost bank was also the owner of the ghost market.
Awu left without saying hello, but left a message, "In the middle of next month, the owner of the ghost market will come to the headquarters to talk to you about the cooperation with ghost banks. Minister, I hope you can seize this opportunity. He Although he is not a good person, he is not entirely a bad person either.”
"The headquarters exists to prevent chaos, and although he doesn't care, some people do."
After saying this, Awu left completely. Cao Yanhua remained silent and did not try to persuade him to stay. Awu had fulfilled his duty as an Interpol police officer.
Otherwise he wouldn't have told them this today.
"It's really ridiculous. As the largest ghost control organization, someone took advantage of it right under your nose."
"One month, one month! The ghost market has been open for a month, and we don't even know what a ghost market is."
"If Ye Zhen didn't cause trouble and I didn't call Awu to come over today, we wouldn't know that the situation has changed to this point?"
Cao Yanhua suppressed his anger and said, "Go and call Shen Liang. I want to ask him how he became the captain."
Several staff members swallowed, quickly stood up, and left the office at once.
Everyone in the headquarters today was frightened. Listening to the angry curses coming from the minister's office, everyone felt a little gloomy in their hearts.
Since Yu Zhile appeared, the minister lost his temper a lot more.
Wang Xiaoming in the laboratory was flipping through a piece of information that had just been sent to him. The more he read, the brighter his eyes became. After reading the information, Wang Xiaoming stood up and said to Li Jun next to him.
"Prepare a special plane to go to Dachuan City, take Lu Zhiwen, A Hong and Cao Yang with you, and inform the person in charge of Dachuan City in advance."
"Okay." Li Jun left the laboratory without any hesitation and went to arrange a special plane flight to Dachuan City and other matters.
Instructions were passed on one by one, and soon a special plane left Dajing City.
Okawa City, inside a grocery store.
"Professor Wang is going to Dachuan City?"
"Why am I in Okawa City?"
"this……"
"Okay, I get it."
Cao Yang hung up the phone and sat on the chair helplessly.
He Yuelian looked at this familiar ghost controller, the ghost controller from the headquarters, an Interpol, and the person in charge of a certain city.
This guy has been staying here for several days, saying he is hiding from a ghost and will leave when the ghost leaves.
He Yuelian didn't care, since there was no place for him to live here anyway.
"I feel like I need to be reprimanded." Cao Yang looked at He Yuelian, "Do you think my uncle would be whipped if he knew I didn't tell him anything?"
"It's none of my business." He Yuelian said coldly.
"Oh, don't be so cold. I have lived here for several days after all." This woman with extremely beautiful appearance and extremely cold temperament will feel extremely beautiful when you first look at her, but the longer you look at her, the more hairy you feel.
It was as if he was not looking at a living person, but a ghost.
This also led to the situation where he didn't dare to look at the beautiful scenery in front of him.
"You are an ordinary person, so you are not afraid here?" Cao Yang was still a little curious. This woman was really an ordinary person. Except for her extraordinary face, the rest were ordinary.
"Afraid?" He Yuelian glanced at Cao Yang, "You know you won't die, are you afraid?"
Cao Yang thought about it carefully and nodded, "You are indeed not afraid. It seems that you are very confident in that black cat."
Having said this, Cao Yang stood up and rubbed his hands, "Well, can you tell Master Cat to catch the ghost chasing me, so that I won't be an eyesore to you here? , Don’t worry, I won’t let Master Mao work in vain, I will pay you.”
Cao Yang looked at He Yuelian expectantly. If the cat imprisoned the ghost carrying the container, then he would really have peace of mind.
"Haha, go and tell it. If it agrees, it will be no problem." He Yuelian sneered.
Cao Yang looked up at the black cat on the beam and swallowed, "Forget it then."
It's not like he's never seen this black cat kill people before. He's frightened every time he sees that kind of scene.
"Boss, look how much these are worth."
Just after Cao Yang sat back in his chair angrily, two men wearing windbreakers and masks walked into the store. One of them walked straight to the counter, took out a bag and poured out the contents.
There weren't many things, but there was a small pile.
When another person saw Cao Yang, he immediately pulled up a bench and sat next to Cao Yang.
"Isn't this Detective Cao? Why haven't you gone back yet? Your future father-in-law still won't let you go?"
"Fuck you, if I had such a father-in-law, my ancestors would jump up and kill their relatives." Cao Yang rolled his eyes.
"Hahaha, that's true."
The two seemed to know each other well enough to at least joke around.
"How much did you harvest this time?" Cao Yang looked at He Yuelian who was counting the goods.
There were only a few things on the counter, two bowls of rice, five incense sticks, twenty-two pieces of paper money, and three half-burned white candles.
"More than twenty yuan at most. I almost couldn't come back this time. Damn it, that shabby car actually stalled three times in five days. If we hadn't picked up two life-saving things from the ghost market, we two brothers would have lost it." He’s probably dead.”
Cao Yang listened to the man's complaints. Although he had never been in that car, he could imagine the danger of stalling the car three times.
"You're really lucky." Cao Yang gave a thumbs up.
"Hehe, we will be more lucky next time." The man said with a smile.
"The quality is good, and the quantity is OK. Twenty-one dollars, do you think it's feasible?" He Yuelian took stock, looked up at the man and asked.
The man thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."
After He Yuelian put away the things, he took out three seven-dollar bills from the drawer and placed them on the counter.
The man picked up two and put them away, leaving one on the counter.
"The stall still costs seven yuan and half a month?" the man asked.
"Yeah." He Yuelian nodded.
"Give me a stall." The man said without any hesitation.
"Do you understand the rules?" He Yuelian put the money away again, took out a black wooden sign without words and placed it on the counter.
"I know, I'm not from a shop stall. I have to leave the ghost market at four in the morning." The man picked up the wooden sign and nodded.
"It's good to know."
The man turned around and said, "Let's go, Detective Cao. Our brothers will set up a stall tonight and sell some good things. You can come and take a look. Maybe there will be something you like."
"I must come to support you." Cao Yang said with a smile.
The two nodded, quickly left the store, and then walked straight to a hotel opposite the grocery store, where they would stay and wait for the ghost market in the evening.
Cao Yang looked at the two people who entered the hotel and said, "The ghost market is quite good. It gives people hope of living."
Cao Yang murmured to himself, while He Yuelian arranged the shelves expressionlessly.
I hope that everyone can say this and everyone can talk about it, except her.
Only when life and death are in your own hands can you talk about hope.
The black cat slowly opened his eyes, stretched his body, then jumped off the beam and landed on the ground.
It glanced at Cao Yang, tilted its head, and motioned for him to follow.
Cao Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, "Master Cat, what are you going to eat today? Just tell me, I'll buy it for you."
Cao Yang walked behind Black Cat and said with a smile.
The black cat walked out of the grocery store with light steps.
The strange combination of one person and one cat, with the cat walking in front and the person walking behind, looks a bit funny and weird.
He Yuelian didn't pay too much attention to it. Just get used to it and there was no need to be surprised.
(End of chapter)
