"What's up?"
After the call was connected, Wang Xiaoming's cold voice came.
Wang Xiaoming's consistent style is to be straight to the point, to get to the point clearly, and not too lazy to beat around the bush with you. Efficiency is one of his key points.
"I need to investigate something, which is very likely to involve the Republic of China. I need your help..." Shen Lin also didn't talk nonsense.
"Huh? Briefly describe it."
When it came to the Republic of China, Wang Xiaoming's work stopped. This was one of the few events worthy of his attention.
It is true that as one of the world's top IQ talents, Wang Xiaoming's research on supernatural phenomena has huge consequences, but the incident is short after all.
There is a famous saying that says that only by standing on the shoulders of giants can we be taller and see further.
The same is true for Wang Xiaoming.
The existence of Mr. Qin is not just as simple as providing a mascot for the headquarters. The few remaining secrets of the Republic of China have inspired Wang Xiaoming a lot, including supernatural objects. In the end, the research on Guizhu began, and he was even able to imitate coffin nails to a certain extent. and body bags, to a certain extent, are all because of this background.
Only ignorance can make you fearless. The more you know, the more you will feel your own insignificance.
After in-depth research on the remaining grandeur of the Republic of China era, Wang Xiaoming spent a lot of effort on some of the secrets of the Republic of China period, but unfortunately achieved very little.
The Republic of China has been around for a long time, and that period of history seems to be buried under something, making it difficult to find useful information.
Introducing the third generation of the Wang family who inherited the Republic of China into the game is not without this aspect, but the effect has not been obvious so far. Joining the headquarters is more like a cover. Even if it is given a captain position, the Wang family's successor is not very interested in the headquarters. Big, usually I don’t even have any contact. Attending meetings depends on my mood.
This was one of the few events that Wang Xiaoming had direct contact with involving the Republic of China, so he couldn't help but ignore it.
"I would like to ask you to help investigate a supernatural object. The main body looks like sandalwood and is blood red in color. Its appearance is not much different from ordinary sandalwood, but it burns very strangely. It mainly shows slow burning and burning of flesh and blood. There are traces of rancidity, and after burning, no incense ash fell off, but instead a scarlet liquid that resembled bloodstains dripped."
"The specific effect of this thing is most likely a curse. The method of the curse is most likely to target the photo of a specific person. I don't have much other information. There are many things that cannot be determined, and this is all I have at the moment." Shen Lin It briefly explains the characteristics of the three pillars of flesh and blood sandalwood, and strives to be comprehensive.
"Sandalwood-type supernatural items?" Wang Xiaoming frowned. His memory was quite good, and there were quite a few supernatural items collected and recorded at the headquarters. However, there were very few sandalwood-type items, and even fewer that met the requirements.
"Do you have any impression?" Shen Lin asked.
"Not sure. I need to investigate. How important is this matter?" Wang Xiaoming asked.
Shen Lin didn't answer in a hurry. His expression changed for a while before he spoke.
"If we compare it to the danger level of a ghost, it's probably S level."
He didn't overexplain it and fully explained the urgency of the matter.
Strictly speaking, the trouble of Ghost Festival is Shen Lin's primary trouble. It is initially estimated that the horror level of this thing is at least S, and it is very likely to be intelligent.
"I know, I will give you a reply as soon as possible."
Most of the answers from smart people are like this. Even though Shen Lin's description was vague enough in other aspects, Wang Xiaoming still smelled something unusual.
Of course, guessing that this matter is closely related to Shen Lin does not mean that Wang Xiaoming intends to use this matter to make a fuss.
On the contrary, he was more than happy to help.
Since Shen Lin joined the headquarters, he has always been aloof from the headquarters. His behavior style reveals a deep distrust of the headquarters, and he has caused several disturbances before.
After the plague ghost incident, Shen Lin's abilities truly showed.
This is a person whose potential and ability are not inferior to Ye Zhen or Fang Shiming. The headquarters intends to win over him, but the gap before is too deep.
It would be nice to have this opportunity to relax now.
Wang Xiaoming is a typical pragmatist. In his opinion, by gathering a group of top ghost masters and unified command, the situation of controlling the resurgence of terror will definitely be far better than it is now.
This is where the captain's plan comes from, and its execution is not satisfactory. The fantasy of top ghost masters complementing each other is destined to be a fantasy.
The influence of fierce ghosts makes most of these ghost controllers have eccentric personalities. For people who can reach the level of Yang Jian and Chen Lin, everyone has their own ideas, and it is difficult to be compatible.
Wang Xiaoming didn't mind using every small opportunity to win over them. The headquarters' psychological assessment team's assessment of Shen Lin was not wrong. This was a person who was not used to being in debt to others.
Since Shen Lin is now asking for help, if there is any trouble later, he will definitely be willing to help.
The ghost sedan incident is a typical example.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Lin pinched his eyebrows for a long time, trying to wake himself up.
The constant stinging pain in his mind was still there, and he was tortured by this pain all the time.
But this is not the key. The rapidly burning sandalwood has become Shen Lin's nightmare, causing him to have to tense his nerves all the time.
Things have settled in, the curse has broken out, there's just no telling when it will come.
Maybe it will be the next second, maybe it will be tomorrow, or maybe it will take some time.
Being careless, relaxing, or sleeping might turn him into a corpse in the next second, so Shen Lin had to concentrate.
The waiting before a storm is always torturous, not to mention such a high-pressure environment. The constant tension and the stinging pain in the mind are enough to drive a person who thinks he has a deep state of mind into madness.
The nerves that have been stung over and over again by evil spirits are already tough enough, or that's all.
Shen Lin didn't know how long he could hold on.
On the face, the signs that the ghost phase is about to wake up are becoming more and more obvious. Fortunately, the ghost mother's death is still stable, so the ghost phase cannot make any big waves for the time being.
The night at Ping An Hotel was too quiet.
In the darkness, Shen Lin sat alone on the sofa, motionless like a puppet made of flesh and blood.
Such an environment coupled with such weird people performing such bizarre behaviors is enough to make a sudden intruder scream.
Fortunately, Wang Xiaoming did not keep Shen Lin waiting too long. Just after dawn the next day, the satellite phone rang in time.
"Is there any news?" The voice was a little hoarse, which was enough to tell Shen Lin's current state.
"I checked all the supernatural object files in the headquarters. Based on the characteristics you described and the photos you sent, I couldn't find anything similar." Wang Xiaoming said.
"I know." Shen Lin replied calmly, as if he had expected this outcome.
"It's too early to give up now. Maybe there is another way to try."
Such words came from the other end of the phone.
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