"Mr. Shen, please be patient. If you agree, the headquarters will give you considerable rewards according to the standards of criminal police. We have initially changed the latest corresponding terms for Ghost Controller. For every incident solved, we will give 1 million according to the difficulty of the incident. A bonus of RMB 10,000.”
"On this basis, you can withdraw more than 100 kilograms of gold from any bank across the country. Since Mr. Shen is just assisting, we will increase this limit to 500 kilograms."
Wu Qiu obviously knows how to negotiate in this area. She prioritized the money issue that the public is most concerned about, and particularly highlighted the issue of gold rationing. This is an issue that almost all ghost controllers cannot ignore.
Shen Lin was a little excited. The quota of 500 kilograms was a bit scary.
What is this concept? The market price of 1 kilogram of gold is around 500,000. For 500 kilograms, that would be 250 million.
What's more important is that the entire official amount of gold is only about 2,000 tons. Even counting the part they have no time to disclose behind the scenes, it is only 5,000 tons.
This is with a little less resources, which are difficult to replenish in today's situation.
Of course, converting these is just to know the obvious value. At this stage, no ghost master would be stupid enough to exchange gold for money. That would be either crazy or poor.
"Mr. Shen, this is just a financial consideration. At the information level, we will process your personal information to ensure absolute confidentiality. At the same time, some supernatural information in the headquarters database will be unconditionally open to you."
King bomb!
Gold comes second. This batch of supernatural information is what Shen Lin urgently needs. If necessary, he even wants experimental data on the headquarters' control of the second ghost.
Of course, he also knew that this was impossible. At this stage, this part of the information should still be in Wang Xiaoming's hands, and it was classified as top secret among top secrets.
"Sounds quite tempting." Shen Lin responded with a smile.
"I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."
"But it's not enough!"
The answer was like thunder, which was beyond Wu Qiu's expectation. She thought that this generous offer that was several times more than that of an ordinary ghost controller would be enough to impress Shen Lin, but the fact was that it had no effect at all.
Shen Lin certainly knows the unique advantages of joining Interpol, he knows it better than anyone else.
But he is more aware of the inaction and inaction of the Machiavellian people at the headquarters. In the changing era, they still try to control everything now with a negligent vision and approach.
The chaotic battle between the circle of friends and Yang Jian in the original work is actually the most illustrative thing.
Compromise, compromise, endless compromises.
Someone as strong as Xiao Yang is treated as a useless chess piece, and being removed from the circle of friends is like a joke.
Does anyone want to be a pawn? nobody.
Shen Lin didn't want to be abandoned like a useless chess piece.
He wants to catch the appetite of the headquarters. In this initial stage of mysterious recovery, he owns the ghost domain. Except for Mr. Qin from the headquarters and a few figures from the Republic of China, he has no fear of most people.
Even if he can't beat him, he can still run.
"Let me tell you, only businessmen pursue profit. I am a ghost controller. Ghost controllers are all aliens. Money has no attraction for us. We only have a short life span of less than a year and a nondescript body. Money is not attractive to us. We don’t make any sense.”
“If you have money, you must have life to spend it!”
"Of course the ghost controller has a way to get money, even if he is a hired gun to solve some small incidents. It is easy for us to get money."
"If you have money, you will naturally have gold. The order of normal society is not disordered. Even if the share of gold I get later is not enough, it will barely be enough for me to use during this period."
"Under the same conditions, I have more freedom. Why should I take the blame for the headquarters involuntarily?"
In the crowded conference room, it seemed as if the pause button had been pressed.
Zhao Jianguo looked at the attendees awkwardly. If there was a wide enough gap now, he would definitely get in without hesitation.
The news that Shen Lin single-handedly solved the A-level ghost mother incident spread throughout the headquarters that afternoon. In order to win over Shen Lin, Zhao Jianguo ordered this call.
Most of the attendees were just joining in the fun, but Professor Wang was the only one who came to listen.
He felt that Zhao Jianguo's not very bright mind might have missed some information, and Wang Xiaoming essentially felt that Shen Lin was extraordinary.
He is calm, he is thoughtful.
It's like he already knew something.
"Wang, Professor Wang, you are laughing." Zhao Jianguo smiled awkwardly, feeling a little at a loss.
"Crazy boy, who does he think he is?" someone shouted, obviously very dissatisfied with Shen Lin's attitude.
The remaining people wanted to echo, but were interrupted by a cold voice.
Wang Xiaoming seemed to be still calculating something with the pen in his hand. He was very serious. He didn't even look back when facing these people. These people were not worthy of interrupting his thoughts.
"It's nothing. If you can solve A-level incidents and imprison the source ghost as an ordinary person, and can also lead several people to escape unscathed, and on this basis become a ghost controller, you also have rampant capital."
The voice was very calm, as if he was saying something ordinary.
In Wang Xiaoming's opinion, this is normal. Geniuses are always arrogant. With an IQ of over 200, he looks like a monkey to the people around him.
When you have the right to be arrogant, of course you should be.
People cannot be arrogant, but they cannot be without pride.
All the sages of ancient times were like this.
The scene became more and more awkward now, as if two geniuses were having a conversation across space, and they were despising this group of people for no reason.
Zhao Jianguo didn't even know what to say, so he could only look at Wang Xiaoming helplessly.
Everything Wu Qiu said was the highest price he could get, and he couldn't make the decision no matter how high it was.
The scene fell into dead silence, and Wang Xiaoming finally stopped writing and handed the formula in the notebook to the assistant behind him.
"Test again following this response pattern."
The assistant responded and left slowly.
After stretching beautifully, Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand.
"Give it to me, I'll talk to him."
Wu Qiu was a little dazed. Her level and level were not enough, and she was not sure about the status of the person in front of her. She looked at Zhao Jianguo.
Zhao Jianguo was so anxious that he almost plucked out his eyeballs and danced on the spot.
"What are you stunned for? Give it to Professor Wang quickly."
Wang Xiaoming took the phone from Wu Qiu and said calmly at the same time.
"Expose your temper where it should be. If possible, I wouldn't mind helping you arrange an experiment for ordinary people to attack evil spirits. Don't get angry in such a fearless place."
Zhao Jianguo remained silent. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Wang Xiaoming over there picking up the phone.
"Hello, please change the call. My surname is Wang, Wang Xiaoming."
Shen Lin was shocked. He didn't expect to blow this person up.
"Shen Lin."
He is neither humble nor arrogant.
"You're not surprised or asking anything. Have you heard of me before?"
Shen Lin was shocked. He knew that Wang Xiaoming's high IQ had noticed something, but it was impossible for him to admit such an appalling thing as time travel.
"Have heard a little bit."
Wang Xiaoming on the other end of the phone squinted his eyes and smiled even more when he noticed the other party's avoidance.
"Now that you know it, it saves a lot of time. Just like negotiations require some prefixes, do you mind if I ask some questions? Of course, you can choose to answer them or not."
Shen Lin also narrowed his eyes, this was going to be a confrontation.
Regardless of whether you answer or not, Wang Xiaoming can always guess something.
Many times, your deliberate avoidance is no different from acquiescence.
"Mr. Shen, I have investigated your identity and background and your family situation in detail. Your father passed away soon after you were born. You were raised by your mother. Shortly after you graduated from college, that is, half a year Your mother died due to an accident some time ago, and because of this accident, you received a huge insurance compensation."
"Of course, none of this is important. What I want to ask is, Mr. Shen, I can't find any sign of your communion with certain classes. There is no doubt that you were an ordinary person before the ghost mother incident. So, what about you? Where did you learn all this?”
"I found the detailed surveillance video in the reception room and watched the entire phone call. You didn't have any surprises about the call from the headquarters. During the conversation, you seemed to know a lot about the Ghost Controller himself. Mr. Shen, can I ask this Why?"
Shen Lin smiled.
"Based on the fact that there are evil ghosts in the world, and police officer Zhang Ming went to Anhe Community to solve the problem, it seems reasonable to infer that there is an organization. Based on this basis, my understanding of the ghost controller is all based on my own experiments. I think it is also It makes sense.”
Wang Xiaoming's eyes on the other end of the phone narrowed slightly, and his confident smile made him look like a fox.
"Indeed, it makes sense."
There was a tacit understanding on both sides that this was a conversation between smart people, and they both got what they wanted from the other's words.
"So, Mr. Shen, based on the resources just mentioned, what do you want to get?"
Shen Lin smiled.
"Professor Wang, if there are supernatural beings in this world, do you think it is possible for supernatural objects to also exist? Just like in mythological novels, gods are always accompanied by artifacts, right?"
"Indeed, then, Mr. Shen, what is the value of a supernatural item that can 100% block the damage of evil spirits?"
"priceless!"
"So, what bargaining chips does Mr. Shen have to exchange for?" Wang Xiaoming asked.
"Solve one supernatural incident in exchange for another one." Shen Lin asked for a price.
"Three times!" Wang Xiaoming landed and paid back the money.
"Twice!" Shen Lin counter-offered.
"Not enough!" Wang Xiaoming said.
"What price does Professor Wang think is more appropriate?" Shen Lin asked.
"I want you to join the Interpol headquarters and serve as the temporary head of Daxia City. On this basis, I hope to get some clues from you on some key issues, just clues!" Wang Xiaoming's eyes narrowed. eyes completely opened.
"Not enough!" This time it was Shen Lin's turn to counteroffer. The information in his mind was almost century-old in today's world.
"I will separately open the exchange rights for ghost candles to you. On this basis, if your clues can help my experiment, I will give you generous rewards depending on the results of the experiment." Wang Xiaoming said.
"I need to pay two ghost candles in advance."
"make a deal!"
