"all these are?"
Shen Lin looked at the pile of photos in front of him, and then at Wang Jiang next to him, wondering if he had seen something wrong.
"Yes, in order to prevent omissions, the aerial reconnaissance drone took pictures of every scene in the three locations. In fact, the researchers still conducted targeted screening, but just in case, I still asked them to take them all. Yes." Wang Jiang responded.
"Did you find anything special during the screening process?" Shen Lin looked through the photos one by one. Indeed, as Wang Jiang said, they were all frame photos. The shots were very clear. Each one was high-definition enough to use a magnifying glass. Saw ants on the ground.
Ten minutes have passed since the agreed five hours. Unfortunately, nothing has changed in Yang'an, and there is nothing they can do.
What comes after losing all hope is not confusion and madness, but peace.
They are like a group of empty-headed people who are so numb that they want to do something at the end.
As for what to do? Nobody knows.
"Yes." Wang Jiang's expression suddenly became serious, and he looked a little uneasy, which Shen Lin immediately noticed.
"Something happened?" Shen Lin's heart skipped a beat. He had seen that terrifying ghost. Any accident in Yang'an at the moment would be enough to make his heart palpitate. No one knew if this was a sign of imminent destruction.
"After a certain stage of photo screening, a researcher died mysteriously. The manner of death was no different from sudden death. We didn't pay too much attention to it at first. It wasn't until the second researcher died shortly after the screening process that we began to notice something was wrong."
Wang Jiang's description made Shen Lin's heart sink. The bizarre death process forced him to think of some possibility.
"They were attacked by a ghost. The ghost's pattern can also be directly triggered through photos. A certain photo taken by a drone may be the key to triggering the ghost's pattern?"
"Yes, we found that photo." Wang Jiang paused and spoke with heavy eyes.
"With seventeen lives."
"That is a photo that directly captures the face of a ghost. If you look directly at the person, the pattern will be triggered. He was attacked and died soon after. The form of the attack is unknown, and the method of the attack is unknown. What is certain now is that as long as someone looks directly at the face of the ghost in the photo, he will be killed. He will definitely die."
Can't see straight? This also means that Shen Lin cannot look at the photo, otherwise he will directly face the attack of the ghost.
The only chance they had was that they seemed to be so close to the ghost, but there was a cliff separated by such a short distance.
"But we succeeded."
Wang Jiang's words stunned Shen Lin. Before he could react, Wang Jiang took out a stack of picture albums.
"We used professional talents. Professional researchers with sketching tendencies used their peripheral vision to observe, just like a blind man feeling an elephant, and finally compiled it from multiple angles to form this set of sketch books."
Handing the sketch album in his hand to Shen Lin, Wang Jiang did not forget his instructions.
"Because it is observation with peripheral vision, and in order to prevent the triggering of the pattern, the observer's observation is not careful. The authenticity of the sketch album cannot be guaranteed and can only be used as a reference. At least this set of albums is safe now. Our testing process No one had any trouble as a result.”
Shen Lin listened and took the picture album from Wang Jiang's hand.
There are about dozens of pages in the album. The sketch researcher drew more than a dozen versions based on his own imagination and understanding after summarizing multiple perspectives. Each version has certain differences in appearance, but one feature is obvious.
Only part of the sketched face was exposed, and the rest was covered by something.
The researcher gave a lot of guesses about the direction of the painting, including obstructions, shooting angle issues, sight obstructions, etc., but Shen Lin gave the answer in his heart.
The curtain, the curtain of the sedan chair, when he first saw it in the ghost realm, he was particularly impressed by the ghost as a whole, because that thing was very similar to a ghost in his impression.
Shen Lin flipped through the more than ten pages of the picture album very quickly, and something seemed wrong the more he flipped through it.
In more than a dozen picture albums, the characteristics of this ghost are very obvious. It is wearing ancient style robes and has an old face.
Because of the different sketch versions, this old face showed more than a dozen appearances, which made Shen Lin feel like he was peeping through a tube.
The faces of the ghosts in more than a dozen versions were indeed complicated, but Shen Lin saw the similarities between these faces in a daze.
The thought that struck straight into the soul made Shen Lin's already squeezed nerves almost unbearable, and he subconsciously denied his first reaction.
This shouldn't be, it's impossible. Although these portraits have different versions, Shen Lin strangely saw many characteristics of Mr. Ghost.
For example, that square face, that majestic gaze, and that upright look.
Impossible. The Ghost Master was in the corpse swamp before. Later, he got information from Su Yonghe. The Reform Association used the coffin of life and death to imprison this ghost. With the terrifying characteristics of this thing, the Reform Association would only release it if it was crazy. come out.
The more he denied it, the more he believed it. There was a voice that kept echoing in Shen Lin's mind, telling him that this was what he imagined.
Whether it was the ghost sedan, the ghost, or the first impression he had when they met.
During repeated viewings, Shen Lin once again saw something that touched him in a picture album.
The pen in the old man's hand was really rough in the sketch, but the weird pen posture made Shen Lin's nerves spike.
It wasn't quite right. Although his thoughts were far from the actual situation, he actually saw the feeling of a bone pen in this sketch. The bone pen he took out in Fengmen Village and returned to the ghost pawnshop as a trade.
On the right side of this sketch, the book in the old man's hand gave Shen Lin a wonderful sense of absurdity.
No, it's very wrong, it's impossible.
Ghost Master, bone pen, what is this book?
In the epidemic ghost incident, Shen Lin used a trick to fool the rules of the ghost pawn shop, which led to the paradox of the rules of the ghost pawn shop itself.
It was also at that time that Shen Lin, like a bandit, took one thing and two things and swept away everything on the counter of the ghost pawn shop, including the bone pen.
When leaving later, the old man who walked out of the ghost pawn shop threw a terrifying ax, which directly broke through Shen Lin's ghost realm. As a result, many of the things he wrapped in the ghost realm were lost during the transfer. Among the lost things, the same Including the pen.
So, if this ghost is Mr. Ghost, how come this bone pen appears in Mr. Ghost’s hands? And why did it appear in the hands of Mr. Ghost?
Shen Lin couldn't imagine it.
That book really prevented Shen Lin from finding any similar clues, but the appearance of the bone pen and Mr. Ghost directly gave Shen Lin a bad premonition.
It’s not like he has never experienced ghosts that look like books. In the ghost story incident, he once invaded the regular characteristics of reality by invading the "ghost story story" and used the story to turn the ghost code-named "Ghost Story" into a book to imprison him. The deal was given to a ghost pawnshop.
Shen Lin was not sure whether this book was related to ghost stories. If so, the matter would be more troublesome than he imagined.
The terror of a ghost master was no longer something Shen Lin could contend with.
What is the concept of the puzzle combination of ghost master + ghost sedan + bone pen + ghost story? Shen Lin couldn't even think about it.
Maybe I'm not that unlucky.
Shen Lin wanted to comfort himself, but then thought of the three incense sticks at home, and rationally shut down his comforting thoughts.
Respect the incense.
Small things turn into big things, big things turn into despair, the despair becomes more desperate, and the horror becomes more terrifying.
After the corpse swamp incident, the fast-burning Jingming Incense and the Jingming Incense that were still not extinguished reminded Shen Lin all the time.
You are cursed, don't try to escape.
Each piece of evidence seemed to be irrefutable, and Shen Lin was speechless.
His thoughts were a little disturbed, perhaps because he had no choice but to do anything. The sudden increase in pressure made Shen Lin feel nothing.
It's all death anyway. What's the difference between being shot to death by a pistol and being blown up by a nuclear bomb?
Likewise, they have nothing to do with this ghost now, so what difference does it make if he is a perfect ghost master?
"Report, there is a problem in the area ahead, a problem has occurred!" The official personnel guarding the height area sent a notice. The sound from the walkie-talkie made Shen Lin stunned for less than a second. Before Wang Jiang could respond, the scene around him had changed. .
There was an illusion in front of them, and a young man who looked exhausted was exposed in front of them as if he had pulled back a curtain with great effort.
The moment he saw Shen Lin, Su Yonghe gave a happy smile.
"Yo, he's still alive."
"how did you do that?"
No wonder Shen Lin was surprised, they couldn't break Yang'an's blockade despite all their efforts, but Su Yonghe seemed to have done it.
But it's useless. The torn ghost realm is very similar to the previous pile-up situation. You can only look at it, but you can't get out.
"I used some tricks, it's a long story." Su Yonghe's forehead was covered with sweat. He might not believe it. He now felt like a balloon that was constantly being inflated. A steady stream of terror was pouring into him from all directions. Body.
After seeing Shen Lin and feeling relaxed, Su Yonghe felt regretful and wanted to die.
Grandma's, Xiao Shen's Sangmenxing, what exactly did he provoke this time.
The first innovation meeting, the second zombie swamp, the third ghost watch, and the fourth fucking thing were all sorted out.
What are you going to do next time? Bring the Jade Emperor? It's really killing me.
"Stop talking, that ghost has discovered me. We don't have much time, probably less than a minute. If you have anything to say, please tell me." Su Yonghe spoke breathlessly. He was indeed under a lot of pressure. It was unprecedented. He felt a sense of terror that could come at any time, constantly impacting his nerves, and he seemed to be dancing on the edge of the cliff all the time.
"The plan failed. The ghost in Yang'an is much scarier than we imagined. I suspect that he is the same ghost codenamed Mr. Ghost in my files, but it combines the ghost sedan, the bone pen, and the puzzle of ghost stories. Wang Chaling reminded me before that this incident is likely to be related to the Reform Conference." Shen Lin kept the story short, and Su Yonghe frowned and subconsciously wanted to refute.
"Impossible, that thing is still imprisoned in the Reform Association. It's impossible for Qin Mingshi not to know what that ghost means. He has no reason to release it again before he is absolutely sure."
He subconsciously retorted, but when he met Shen Lin's serious gaze, Su Yonghe suddenly thought of something, and he gritted his teeth.
"I understand, you guys can't solve it internally. I will try to find a way to try it externally and find a way to hold on. When I find Qin Ming, I will see if I can force out a way to rescue you."
Su Yonghe didn't want to face Qin Mingshi very much, but he had no choice now.
He is almost in the same boat with Shen Lin now, and he and Qin Mingshi are even more incompatible. Now he is looking forward and backward, and his selfishness will definitely hurt him in the end. He must try now.
"The pile generation has failed. I don't know why. The pile generation has successfully erupted, but it has no impact on the ghost in Yang'an. The plan we envisaged cannot be implemented. You can only fend for yourself now. We still have half a minute. , is there anything you need my help with?"
Shen Lin had already been mentally prepared for the unexpected bad situation, and he acted calmly enough.
It has come to this point. No matter what they do, they are just trying to be a living doctor. If they can survive, they will make money. If they die, it is normal. Faced with such a situation, no one is sure of survival.
"Let He Tu take out the golden coffin from the living room of Villa No. 1 in Daxia City, which is 10,000 meters underground, and find a way to bring it in for me."
"Is there anything else?" He didn't ask what he wanted to do. Time is life now. Shen Lin would naturally have his own intentions. Su Yonghe didn't want to think about it.
"There is a sealed mezzanine in the safe house. Let Xu Fang find Dai Heming and ask him to take out the things I asked him to seal inside and bring them to me as well."
"The supernatural file left for you has coordinates in the last one. Substitute the longitude and latitude and ask He Tu to take out the things directly under the ground and give them to me."
"Any more?"
"No, this call is probably the last one. If we can't contact you after this time, you will be the person in charge of Daxia City in the future, and Zhang Yuan will be the leader of the team. Tell them that this is my last order."
"Go away." Su Yonghe said this through gritted teeth, and then disappeared completely.
Not everyone can bear the feeling of collapse at the critical point. The feeling that the ghost may come and crush him at any time is so bad that Su Yonghe can't resist it.
The unique evil ghost gives Su Yonghe a natural advantage. He is always balancing himself and the evil ghost. People and ghosts who are at the neutral point have no recovery problems at all. In other words, all recovery problems are innately in a neutral state.
Even if the recovery reaches 100%, Su Yonghe will always only have 50% pressure, and this pressure will never go further.
But when he began to balance his own ghost with the thing in Yang'an, he felt a terrifying force like a flood pouring in. The terrifying pressure was like a flood opening the floodgates, which made Su Yonghe almost explode. That was not what he could do at all. Totally balanced horror guy.
Even in the corpse swamp incident, Su Yonghe did not feel such pressure. He easily balanced the ghost, broke through the ghost realm, and entered it.
But now facing Yang An, he had the urge to run away.
Su Yonghe began to believe Shen Lin's words, and the secret file about the codename "Ghost Master" echoed in Su Yonghe's mind.
During the Republic of China, this person who had not yet recovered had achieved great fame. If he really had all the pieces of the puzzle, then Yang'an would be dead now.
Did the terrifying existence codenamed "Ghost Judge" in the past really let Qin Mingshi, a lunatic, be released?
(End of chapter)
