In Daxia City at night, the dim lights and interlaced silhouettes add a bit of drunken haziness.
Few people can remember what happened in this city not long ago. The power of the Forgotten Ghost is almost irresistible to ordinary people. Even if Li Leping does not pay too much attention in this regard, it is enough to make the entire city forget.
After repairs, the remaining traces of the evil spirits and the fragmentation of the city have disappeared. Only some broken bricks and tiles are left in some remote corners to show what happened in the past.
The city's feasting and feasting has returned. In the bars on the old streets, young men and women are swaying their youth wantonly. The dim lights are full of gloom, mixed with noisy music and anxious emotions, which is enough to make many ghost controllers frown. But people here seem to enjoy it.
Somewhere in the bar, a pale hand gently shook a glass full of ice cubes, and a pair of numb eyes looked at everything around it. The breath of life was very dim here, so dim that it didn't seem like a place where living people should stay. .
He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and pushed in the ice cubes. Not only did the large amount of ice cubes not make Chu Nan feel any coldness, but he could hear the sound of chewing.
The cold sting suppressed the anxiety in his heart. His eyes were looking in a certain direction around him intentionally or unintentionally. His eyes were terrifyingly cold.
The strange thing is that there is nothing anywhere. The very clean glass has been splashed by a lot of raindrops by the sudden heavy rain. It has a unique flavor under the dim light.
No, not quite.
There seemed to be a shadow close to the wall. The rickety shadow was very faint, so faint that it was almost impossible to see it, especially in such a dim environment.
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Daxia City, Ping An Hotel.
Somewhat bored, Shen Lin searched for TV series to watch, and finally settled on an old-fashioned sitcom.
Pessimistic plots are increasingly unsuitable for his current mental state. The depressive atmosphere can easily encourage the growth of dark emotions, which is definitely not a good thing for Shen Lin.
Maintaining a sunny and optimistic attitude every day is a kind of seasoning, which counteracts the high pressure of despair. Otherwise, blind fear will drive Shen Lin crazy sooner or later.
Even if the tingling feeling in his mind was suppressed by the ghost mother, it would be difficult for Shen Lin to do something with peace of mind.
Reading is one thing, but the mental pain makes it difficult for him to concentrate on reading. This makes Shen Lin, who originally used reading as a task to regulate his mood, completely give up on this task and switch to TV dramas.
The facilities of the Pingan Hotel are quite good. I draped myself in a blanket, reclined on the sofa, and watched TV with my eyes squinted.
Just looking at this picture, this person has a strong salty smell.
The next evening, when the harsh phone rang, Shen Lin's half-closed eyes finally opened as if he had cheered up.
After waiting for nearly a day and a night, the call from the headquarters finally came.
"Captain Shen, this is Wu Qiu."
A familiar pleasant voice came.
This is a tacit understanding between Shen Lin and Wu Qiu. In order to ensure that Shen Lin can answer the call or that there is nothing around him when the call is connected, he always says this first.
If there is no response from Shen Lin after this sentence, Wu Qiu will start to lock the phone location. If there is no response after ten minutes, he will report directly to the headquarters and wait for the next plan.
Wu Qiu's professional operator skills are fully reflected here, and this is what Shen Lin is most satisfied with about him.
"Did the stuff arrive?"
Shen Lin got straight to the point.
The curse on his body is the first problem he needs to solve now. The invasion of the villa in Shanshui Community is most likely related to this ghost. Wang Xiaoming's supernatural items are one of his guarantees. Shen Lin cannot help but worry about the increasingly serious curse.
"We're here. Li Geng is arranging for special transportation. It will be delivered within half an hour."
Wu Qiuchian said urgently that this was Shen Lin's biggest concern. She knew Shen Lin, and his concise and clear work style was Shen Lin's characteristic. This popular captain at the headquarters was extremely averse to bureaucracy and formalism.
As luck would have it, their new operator chief fell into this category.
Next to Wu Qiu, the anxious Shen Liang stretched out his hand several times to interrupt the conversation and took over directly. But remembering Shen Lin's tough attitude last time, he still endured it.
After the ghost incident, Yang Jian's strength at the headquarters taught many people who were previously superior.
Times have changed, and they have just begun to change. In the era of horror resurgence, some old rules and regulations do not apply to ghost masters whose lives are in danger.
This is a group of desperadoes, and perhaps desperadoes are not enough to describe them.
This is a group of people who are almost lying in the grave. Maybe they will turn into evil ghosts after death to bring despair to the world. There is no benefit in provoking such people.
"Captain Shen, our captain Shen Liang requested to speak with you, involving some confidential matters."
Wu Qiu gave the right reminder and was very measured.
"Call him and tell him to stop talking nonsense."
Shen Lin's voice was cold.
It was difficult to establish trust with Zhao Jianguo. The commanders at the headquarters had made many mistakes during the resuscitation incident, and Zhao Jianguo was considered one of the better ones.
The newly appointed Shen Liang obviously had the arrogance typical of the bureaucrats at the headquarters, which made Shen Lin have a very bad impression of him from the beginning.
"Captain Shen, this is Shen Liang. I have a piece of information that will be sent to your mobile phone. You can take a look at it first." Shen Liang answered the phone and said that there would be no delay in the operation at hand.
Shen Lin didn't respond either, waiting for any movement on his phone to check.
This seems to be an event whose name has not yet been established, and the danger level and information about the evil ghost are extremely vague.
The first thing that catches my eye is a street covered with mud. It's like a city washed away by mud, with traces of mud everywhere.
Event name: Undecided
Hazard level: unknown
Information: It is known that the appearance of this ghost is accompanied by the swamp, and the bodies of people who were attacked and killed are missing. The reason is unknown. Not much useful information has been collected so far.
Very little information is described, which is terrible.
But Shen Lin still judged the origin of this ghost at the first sight.
Bog of corpses!
"As far as I know, this incident occurred in Daxia City and is not under my jurisdiction. And not long ago, the headquarters sent several teams of ghost masters to jointly solve the problem."
"Yes, Captain Shen, but they are all missing!" Shen Liang's face was extremely ugly. This was the first major event he commanded since joining the job, but it was executed in a mess, and almost a third of the headquarters was lost. The power of direct lineage.
"Well, but what does this have to do with me?"
Shen Lin knew the horror of Corpse Swamp best. To put it bluntly, it would be strange if nothing happened to these people.
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