Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 202 Mr. Qin’s commission
Lin Xian's tone was tough, even with an attitude that he could not refuse. For him, these two minutes were not reserved for Yang Jian and Gao Zhiqiang, but for Cao Yanhua, who was about to arrive.

"Lin Xian, are you scared? Being the new team leader is not something you can solve with just your words."

Zhou Xinyang was not convinced, but he could only talk from a distance, because the danger he felt from Lin Xian was no worse than that of the ghost-eyed detective.

"Afraid? Are you kidding me? Am I afraid of you, a loser who only controls one ghost?"

Lin Xian's eyes were full of sarcasm. He was not angered by this man's words. On the contrary, Zhou Xinyang's whole face became gloomy after hearing Lin Xian's words.

However, he did not speak again. Instead, he silently looked at Gao Zhiqiang who was running away in the distance.

The surrounding ghost controllers were silent. Although they didn't know what Lin Xian's strength was, they could basically determine it based on the battle between Dahaishi and Ye Zhen.

Therefore, if you want to be on par with Lin Xian, you must at least have the strength to fight Ye Zhen, otherwise you will only hit your head and bleed bloody if you blindly plunge into the copper wall.

At this moment, everyone fell silent.

Some people looked at Lin Xian with joking eyes from time to time, while others were seriously analyzing the current situation between Yang Jian and Gao Zhiqiang.

Suddenly.

A layer of red light suddenly spread out from the direction of the NO.12 lounge, and the ghost realm belonging to Yang Jian erupted, shrouding Gao Zhiqiang's figure inside.

"Two minutes is enough time for me to deal with you. I have to say that I can find you in two levels of ghost realm. You are not a troublesome existence."

"What if you become a real ghost? I will let you disappear from this world today."

Yang Jian's words came from Hongyun, and his hand seemed to be holding something invisible.

People around could not see who Yang Jian was talking to, but with the invasion of ghosts, Gao Zhiqiang, who was originally hiding from reality, emerged.

"Haha. Ghosts cannot be solved. With the size of your circle of friends, you can't handle the cleanup afterwards. If you choose to stop, I can forget about this matter."

Gao Zhiqiang's tone was full of gloom, and his entire state had changed. Whether it was his body shape or personality, he seemed to be Gao Zhiqiang in another person.

"That's a pity. I'm going to kill you completely here today. But this ghost in you, I think there is a lot of room for improvement for me."

The strength of Yang Jian's dark arm suddenly increased. His ghost hand was accidentally created from the ghost incident, and it also has the quota to suppress three ghosts.

This number is quite terrifying in the current supernatural circle. Even if the ghost controller encounters three ghosts, Yang Jian can easily win.

As a bystander, Lin Xian naturally knew what this meant, but he finally looked away from Yang Jian's ghost hands.

As the time in the phone increased by 2 minutes, Lin Xian's rules came to an end. Even the watches of some ghost masters rang without warning at this time.

Obviously.

After Lin Xian finished what he said, these people had already quietly taken notes.

In 2 minutes, Yang Jian did not completely solve Gao Zhiqiang, but only achieved simple restrictions.

"The time gap with the budget is not big, but Mr. Qin and the others seem to be arriving soon."

Lin Xian looked behind him at the long corridor leading to the office. Faint footsteps could be heard, and the figures of the three people were the first to be illuminated by the light.

Time to get started.

Lin Xian did not hesitate. As the ghost hand tore open a bloody door in the air, he took out the bone spear in the mirror.

The tip of the spear grazed the condensed blood line, and appeared in front of everyone's eyes with burning sparks.

Unfortunately, the next second, Lin Xian threw the weapon in the direction of Gao Zhiqiang.

However, the strange thing is that the spear disappeared silently into reality the moment it was thrown. When he looked again, Gao Zhiqiang's entire body was penetrated and inserted into the wall of the lounge.

The powerful force and sudden attack even made Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrink, because he was in the two-story ghost realm and didn't notice the approach of the spear at all.

Immediately afterwards, his ghost hand holding Gao Zhiqiang's neck subconsciously let go, because if he didn't let go, the ghost fire on the spear would ignite Yang Jian's entire body along the ghost hand.

Silence, dead silence.

The whole lounge suddenly went silent, and everyone was stunned by this scene.

"Three, three seconds? Are you kidding? It only took three seconds to kill Gao Zhiqiang, who turned into a ghost, and also forcibly interrupted Yang Jian's attack!"

A ghost controller who was closest to Lin Xian was the first to react. He looked at Lin Xian in the distance with the eyes of a monster. It was hard to imagine that this ghost controller named Lin Xian would usually experience similar supernatural events like this. Isn't it so easy to solve?

"It's weird, it's so weird, I didn't even see the trajectory of the gun clearly."

"That weapon seems to be a supernatural thing, something very special and rare."

The speaker was a young man in his twenties. Both Lin Xian and Yang Jian knew this man. He was Cao Yang, who had supported the Guiyu incident.

His sense of smell was very keen. In addition, he also discovered that the mirror used by Lin Xian to store the bone gun was not simple. It seemed to be a supernatural item as well.

"This person has a lot of cards. It seems that there is a reason why he can become the leader of the new team. I think this person must have been nominated for the captain plan."

This is what Cao Yang is thinking in his heart at the moment. With his identity and strength, it is not difficult to get such high-level information.

"The time is up, Yang Jian, stop it."

However, at this time, Lin Xian's voice interrupted Cao Yang's thoughts. When he looked up, he found that the man had already disappeared, and instead came to Gao Zhiqiang's side.

He took off the bone gun inserted into the man's body and threw it directly into the mirror world.

He looked at Yang Jian and was about to say something, but found that the ghost eyes on the man's forehead were looking at him warily.

"Did the headquarters ask you to mediate, or was it your own intention?"

There was a bit of coldness in Yang Jian's eyes. Although Lin Xian's shot just now was not aimed at him, the sudden danger still frightened him. Even if he hadn't reacted too quickly, the rapidly expanding The will-o'-the-wisp had already ignited itself along the ghost shadow.

"Of course it means the headquarters. Do you think I am the kind of nosy person?"

Lin Xian answered naturally, and everyone present could see that the two people in front of him definitely knew each other, and were even relatively familiar with each other.

"Lin Xian, is this how you deal with it? Regarding Gao Zhiqiang, you can imprison him without any worries, but Yang Jian is also a party to the fight, but you don't have any expression. To be honest, this method is difficult to convince the public. .”

The man named Zhou Xinyang spoke again. In fact, not only him, but the ghost controllers watching the show also had this idea. It’s just that anyone with a discerning eye can judge the situation through the exchange between Lin Xian and Yang Jian. This guy just... Just like a stupid guy.

It seemed that because he was in the headquarters, he felt that he had not violated anything, so he thought that Lin Xian would not attack him here. "If Gao Zhiqiang was still alive, of course I would not take action in this way, but it is a pity that his appearance in the headquarters is just a disaster, and the devil is used to imprison him, isn't it?"

"As for Yang Jian, he will naturally be punished at the headquarters meeting. I just performed my duties as the person in charge."

Lin Xian's understatement was enough to show his contempt and perfunctory attitude toward this person.

He turned to look at Yang Jian: "If there is anything we can discuss after the meeting, what is yours is yours after all, you can't run away."

As if he heard the meaning of Lin Xian's words, his deep hostility quickly disappeared, and then he nodded, which was regarded as a response.

"Lin Xian, how is the matter handled? Where is Gao Zhiqiang?"

The sound of rapid footsteps came, and Cao Yanhua hurried over from a distance and made an inquiry immediately.

"Gao Zhiqiang turned himself into a ghost through some special means, but I have already imprisoned him."

Lin Xian showed the mirror. What was shown in the dim mirror was not the environment inside the headquarters, but a dim space.

In this space, Gao Zhiqiang's corpse was still burning with will-o'-the-wisps, and his body had been burned to a charred black appearance.

But despite this, Gao Zhiqiang was still not dead, but fell into a long period of silence.

"Let Yang Jian explain the whole story to you. I have other things to do."

Lin Xian pointed at Wang Xiaoming and Mr. Qin behind him. As early as when these two people arrived, he noticed that Wang Xiaoming was waving in his direction, as if he wanted to talk about something important alone.

Seeing this, Cao Yanhua did not stop him. He just asked Lin Xian to go back quickly, and then pointed the finger at Yang Jian again.

Lin Xian put away the bone gun and left the crowd as if nothing had happened.

For these new ghost masters, his deterrent effect was obviously successful. Of course, this was just a casual attack by Lin Xian. The most important thing was to establish an image of a leader for these people.

"That weapon of yours is very good. Did you make it yourself?"

Looking at Lin Xian walking towards him, Wang Xiaoming's expression changed slightly, but his eyes still stayed on the place where the bone gun disappeared.

"I don't have such good skills, but if you want it, I wouldn't mind helping you make a weapon for self-defense. Of course, you have to prepare the required materials and tips yourself."

Lin Xian shook his head. If he really had this ability, wouldn't it be easy to solve supernatural incidents?

But this did give Lin Xian some inspiration. After all, the blacksmith shop he entered before was like this. Maybe the founder of the blacksmith shop was a ghost controller in a certain era, but because of something wrong with the way he walked, he became a ghost master. An existence like the wishing ghost Liu Zhongliang.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to be really thinking about what Lin Xian said. He said: "Is the material you are referring to a ghost? If it can be polished into conventional weapons, it will indeed be a good thing for ghost controllers. "

"It's just that this kind of weapon may have drawbacks, right? After all, it is not controlled, so the essence of ghosts will probably still exist, and if the user uses it improperly, he may still be attacked by evil ghosts."

Lin Xian's expression moved slightly, and he could guess almost exactly what he was talking about in just a few words. Professor Wang's research on supernatural events was really not weak.

It's just a pity. If he became a ghost controller with his talent in supernatural research, he might be able to go a longer way.

"Anything, as long as there is something that can give you a taste of sweetness, it must have certain flaws, and even a price that must be paid. The Ghost Controller is a very typical example."

He did not deny Wang Xiaoming's guess. The conversation between the two did not last long and they walked towards the outside of the building.

"Actually, there are some similar supernatural objects in the headquarters, but due to some special reasons and taboos, they have not been officially used."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Unlike your spear, those can only be regarded as items for use, not an active offensive weapon, but they still have a very high price."

Lin Xian knew what Wang Xiaoming was referring to, an air-raid shelter where various supernatural items collected by the headquarters over the years were stored.

"What, you want me to be the first beneficiary? Isn't this something you came to talk to me about alone?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming shook his head and denied: "It's just a casual extension of the topic. It's not my intention to come to you this time, but Mr. Qin's."

"Old Qin?"

Lin Xian was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old man with age spots behind Wang Xiaoming.

I still remember this man once said that because of him, the Starving Ghost incident was delayed by a month, and because of him, Zhao Kaiming replaced Liu Zhongliang.

He didn't know what Mr. Qin saw in the future, but for a ghost controller of this level not to strangle him in the cradle immediately, Lin Xian felt that it was probably his old man who learned about it when he was talking to his future self. obtained some important information.

Mr. Qin nodded, his voice was deep, and every word he spoke could make people feel energetic.

"I want you to do something for me," he said.

help?
A top figure in the Republic of China actually asked me for help?
"what do you want to do?"

Lin Xian's tone was filled with confusion and confusion, but more importantly, he was curious. He was curious about what the old man from the Republic of China had planned.

Of course, he did not refuse Mr. Qin's request immediately.

"Help me find someone."

There was no emotion in Mr. Qin's eyes, as if he was recounting a very ordinary thing.

"Who are you looking for?" Lin Xian continued to ask.

"A woman named Liu Qingqing, but this is not her real name."

heard.

Lin Xian's expression obviously changed slightly, but Wang Xiaoming did not seem to participate in the discussion between himself and Mr. Qin. Instead, he took the initiative to sit on the sofa nearby and sort out research materials.

Mr. Qin continued: "Seven days later at 05:30 in the afternoon, she will appear in the lobby of the post office on time."

After saying that, he took out two items from his coat pocket, one of which was a red letter, and the other was a hairpin that women used to tie their hair in the previous era, also red.

"You just need to give this letter to her, and this hairpin is for you. It contains some supernatural powers that you will use when the time comes."

After Mr. Qin finished speaking, he handed all these two items to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian, on the other hand, was in a trance while looking at the red letter. This thing was not unfamiliar to him, but rather very familiar.

Because this is a letter from a ghost post office.

(End of this chapter)