Dazheng City, Criminal Police Headquarters.
There were a lot of people standing secretly outside a high-profile conference room on the top floor. A few brave young people were still trying to find a way to peek in through the crack in the door, trying to see clearly what was going on inside.
I can't help it, I'm really curious.
As the capital of a province, the strength of the Dazheng City Criminal Police Corps is definitely second to none. It is not only the power of Dazheng City, but also the entire Henan Province's criminal police force.
The criminal police officers who work here basically know that the conference room on the top floor is not open to the public. It will only be opened to discuss major confidential cases or to receive important people.
But the person who came in just now was obviously a young man in his twenties.
In his twenties, he was personally received by Boss Lei, who was the oldest among them, the largest in the city, and almost the next successor of the Interpol Headquarters. What status conditions did this have?
In an instant, plots about the children of some aristocratic family and wealthy aristocrats were already active in the minds of many young people.
"What are you doing? Nothing to do? If you have nothing to do, I can contact a few police stations and let you go and practice for a while."
The door of the conference room opened with a bang, and the thunderous business roared in the ears of many people. The crowd dispersed like birds and beasts being frightened, leaving only a few stunned young people following the big crowd. The leader glared at him, and he didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, the thunder group in front of them just glanced at them and then closed the door of the conference room.
"Captain Shen, what a joke." Lei Mingqun said apologetically, took another cup of hot water from the water dispenser to make tea and handed it over.
Terrorist resurgence is still a confidential event. Even in major cities, people with insufficient levels cannot access it at all. In order to avoid panic or resentment boiling, which will lead to the vigorous growth of evil ghosts with similar patterns and aggravate the process of evil ghost recovery, the Ghost Controller Headquarters is cautious. Keep secrets, and have a complete aftermath process for every incident.
The unsuspecting chicks in the cage were well protected, at least from the perspective of the Thunder Swarm.
As early as when Chen Xincheng, the person in charge of Dazheng City, was still alive, Lei Mingqun was the criminal police captain in charge of docking. He knew more about the Ghost Controller than many people, especially after receiving the notification from the headquarters that he was approved to learn about it. After knowing some of the information about Captain Shen in front of me, I would not dare to neglect it.
A person who saves a city's name has enough qualifications and abilities to gain his respect, both in public and private life.
"No news yet?"
The cold voice was as cold as if it had just come from the freezer in the morgue.
Lei Mingqun had heard a lot of indifferent voices. He had come into contact with a lot of prisoners who were so heartbroken that they refused to recognize their relatives. There were also people who were born with indifferent personalities. But the voice of the person in front of him made him feel very uncomfortable.
The voice was lifeless, and the feeling of communicating with a dead person was far greater than that of a living person.
"Not yet. The headquarters said they would contact us as much as possible, but there is no news so far." Lei Mingqun responded.
Shen Lin was silent. The infinite approach and body functions of the corpse made him look strange. Especially his face, which looked pale and bloodless. Especially when paired with his current cold and weird attitude, it was enough to make him look strange. Most people are on pins and needles.
It was already the afternoon of the fourth day since he made an agreement with Wang Chaling, and the person who made the agreement still hadn't shown up, which caused many twists and turns in the transaction.
Needless to say, the torment of waiting is natural. Since discovering that the corpse swamp incident has gone far beyond expectations, Shen Lin no longer wants to wait.
The more he waits, the more variables there are. This ghost is already very different from the one he saw at Ghostly Crying Mountain. According to records, the corpse marsh incidents in Dazheng City have broken out frequently enough. This pattern clearly indicates that the incident has reached the critical point of outbreak, and the corpse marsh incident may erupt on a large scale at any time.
Helping to find things on the edge of the ghost land is already Shen Lin's biggest bottom line concession. Being involved in such a horrific incident means that the team will die or not.
It was getting late, so he sat in the conference room until the sun set. Shen Lin's eyes gradually narrowed.
He had given the other party an extra day, which was enough to give him face. If the other party had not arrived before midnight, Shen Lin would automatically regard the transaction as completed and ask Wang Chaling for payment.
He did the work, the deal came as promised, and the other party's problems had nothing to do with him. According to Wang Chaling's previous statement, what he wanted was reasonable and reasonable.
As for whether Wang Chaling is willing to give it, that is another matter.
"Gu~~~"
There was a long sound, and Lei Mingqun looked at Shen Lin slightly embarrassed, wanting to say something.
He stayed with him for a day. Not only did Captain Shen not like to talk, he was as motionless as a wooden sculpture from beginning to end, especially as if he didn't need to eat yet. Until now, he didn't see any needs or problems from the other party. He just waited from beginning to end. .
Lei Mingqun wanted to treat him as a host, but looking at Captain Shen in front of him, it was obvious that this was not going to work, so he could only stay with him.
Just when Lei Mingqun couldn't hold on any longer and thought about how to speak several times, someone rescued him.
The door to the conference room was opened, and several people entered.
The leader was a middle-aged man who looked a little dull. His face was dry and his expression was stiff. He was wearing long sleeves and long trousers in the hot weather. He looked very untouchable with a look on his face that kept strangers away.
Behind him were four young people, three men and one woman. They had not looked directly at the Thunder Group since they entered the house, but instead focused on Shen Lin.
"Is it you?" Shen Lin's eyes showed a rare expression of surprise.
"Captain Shen, I said we would meet again." A strange smile appeared on Chu Nan's stiff cheeks. It was hard to tell whether it was kind or not. No matter how kind a smile matched his face, it was ferocious enough.
"Are you from Wang Chaling?" Shen Lin's brows couldn't help but frown.
This was unexpected news. Shen Lin originally thought that Wang Chaling's organization was mainly about secrecy, but he didn't expect that the other party also had personnel in the Ghost Controller headquarters.
Chu Nan is obviously just a facade, and there are still many people dormant who have not been revealed.
"No, Captain Wang was invited to help us. We are not directly under his command. The person you want to ask is someone else." Chu Nan smiled evilly, and seemed to be speaking frankly, But no useful information was revealed.
This is obviously a deterrent, or more seriously, an intimidation.
Wang Chaling is just one of their people, not their leader.
Taking Moments and Supernatural Forums as examples, Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen are both the most powerful anchors in each other's organizations, and Chu Nan's organization is obviously no exception.
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