Mysterious Recovery

"boom!"

A deafening sound of thunder exploded above the sky, and over the city, dark clouds shrouded, and lightning flashed and thundered.

A torrential rain is about to pour.

But in this corner of the city, there is a place where the sky cannot be shrouded by dark clouds, and even thunder and lightning can't cross it. From a distance, it looks like the dark clouds have been torn apart by something.

And along the torn corner, the bright sunlight fell down, just covering an area.

The covered area is nothing but the headquarters where the captain's meeting is taking place.

Bask in the sun.

A huge round conference table is placed in the open air. In front of this conference table, thirteen chairs surround the conference table. Except for one chair that is empty, the other twelve chairs are full of people. , this is the Deputy Head of Ghost Rider Headquarters and eleven

Captains.

At the conference table, there are two rows of chairs on the left and right, and the captain candidates are sitting on them.

At this moment, the captain's meeting is going on.

"The first thing in the captain's meeting is a death notice."

Cao Yanhua said with a serious expression at the moment: "This is about the death of Gao Ming, the person in charge of this city. Just two days ago, the person in charge of Gao Ming who was patrolling the city was killed by a mysterious ghost rider. The relevant information has been Put it in front of you, you can take a serious look."

Others looked slightly moved and looked at the archives in front of them.

There are text descriptions above, as well as live interviews.

Gao Ming's head was beheaded, and the scene where his body fell to the ground was presented in front of everyone.

"There are not many ghost riders who dare to attack the person in charge in the spiritual circle, but it can be said that there are very few who really dare to kill a person in charge under the eyes of the headquarters."

Cao Yanhua said: "Therefore, there is only one request from the headquarters at present. I hope you can help find the murderer and then destroy him. Such a lawless ghost rider cannot be allowed to exist in this world."

His tone was firm and serious, taking this matter as a top priority.

"The other party dares to kill a person in charge in this city. If he is not a lunatic, he is a master, and he does not pay attention to the captain of the headquarters at all. It is obviously an extremely dangerous existence. If he can be found out. It is naturally the best to join forces to kill him, after all, no one can be sure whether the murderer killed Gao Ming, whether it was revenge, or whether it was deliberately targeting the person in charge of the headquarters."

Wang Chaling put on his glasses and was the first to speak.

"If it is the latter, then for a period of time in the future, the person in charge of each city will be in danger, and even the captain may be within the scope of the other party's revenge. The spiritual circle is so large, and there are many folk ghost controlers. There are a few out there. Antisocial ghost riders are also normal, what do you think?"

Li Jun said: "This matter is naturally nothing to discuss, just like what the deputy minister said, it's as simple as finding the murderer and killing it, but I have investigated the crime scene together with Yang Jian before, and Yang Jian used some means The clues to the murderer were traced, and there was a supernatural confrontation with the murderer."

"What's the result?" Immediately, Liu San asked curiously.

Li Jun glanced at Yang Jian, then said, "No distinction."

"Good guy, he's really a master, and he can compete with Yang Jian." Zhou Deng's eyes widened, very surprised.

Yang Jian added: "Strictly speaking, it is not equal to the top, but I am inferior, but unfortunately I did not spy on his appearance, only know that he is a male, about 180 cm tall, and... ...not like a modern man, like an antique."

"Like Qin Lao, leftovers from the Republic of China?" Cao Yang asked.

"The appearance should not be old, there are no wrinkles on the hands, it looks like only about 30, but it is not difficult for the supernatural power to keep the appearance unchanged. I think that the murderer is drawn to the ghost, and Gao Ming is just unlucky, riding a motorcycle. During the inspection, he happened to pass by the Ping An Building and was killed casually." Yang Jian said.

He Yin'er said: "A person in charge was killed at random? I don't believe it, Deputy Minister, you go and find a relic that Gao Ming used in his lifetime. I will call his dead soul and ask him personally, believe in this matter. There will be results soon.”

"Damn, can this be done?" Zhou Deng was surprised again.

People have been dead for several days, and it is simply unbelievable that the souls of the dead can be summoned.

The other captains also glanced at He Yin'er in surprise, never expecting her supernatural power to be this.

Cao Yanhua immediately said, "Okay, I'll go get someone to bring Gao Ming's relics."

Then he immediately arranged for his subordinates to do this.

"Give me a maximum of twenty minutes, and the things will be brought over soon." Cao Yanhua said immediately after finishing the arrangement.

Yang Jian waved his hand: "No need, twenty minutes is too slow, let me do it."

After speaking, his ghost eyes opened immediately.

The ghost domain instantly shrouded in the direction of the city, and soon, there were several clever relics next to the conference table.

Among the relics are the leather clothes he wore during his lifetime, the sunglasses he often wore, and the motorcycle he rode on the day of the accident.

"Are these three things enough?" Yang Jian asked.

He Yin'er looked at it and said, "Three relics are enough."

Then she stood up and walked to the motorcycle and picked up the pair of black sunglasses.

"The duration of the summoned souls is limited. If you have any questions, you'd better ask them quickly."

When she spoke, the pair of sunglasses in her hand was immediately eroded by a cold breath.

With the appearance of supernatural power, a figure gradually emerged beside He Yin'er.

This figure was blurry at first, but as the world's past blurred figures became clearer and clearer, in the end it was no different from a real living person.

Gao Ming appeared again.

"Because he was killed by someone, he didn't die from the resurrection of the ghost, so the consciousness of a living person can be preserved to a great extent. If he died from the resurrection of the ghost, it is not certain how much consciousness can be left in his life. ."

He Yin'er explained to everyone.

The state of the ghosts summoned by the conjurer is not fixed.

Sometimes there is a situation where the souls of the dead get out of control.

"Gao Ming, can you hear me?" Cao Yanhua was not afraid in the face of this strange situation, but immediately took the time to ask.

Gao Ming, who was recruited by He Yin'er, looked a little numb, and he seemed to be unable to accept the current situation as he stood there.

"Am I dead?"

Gao Ming actually spoke at this moment, as if he really came back to life.

In fact, He Yin'er knew that Gao Ming did not come back to life, but that his consciousness before his death briefly returned. Once the time was up, everything would vanish.

"You are already dead, you won't be able to last long in this state, we used a special method to resurrect you briefly, now we need to know the truth of your death through you, who killed you on that day? ."

Yang Jian was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he immediately asked you, and also quickly explained the situation to him.

Gao Ming, who was in the state of the dead, looked over and said, "Yang Jian? It turned out to be like this, it's the same thing... You want to know how I died?"

"I was killed by a person. That day, I rode a motorcycle to patrol the city. A ghostly figure was reflected in my eyes. That figure was heading towards the Ping An Building where the ghosts were being held. The moment I saw him clearly, something cut off my head."

Gao Ming had a thoughtful look on his face, and his expression began to twitch, sometimes painful, sometimes hideous.

"What's wrong with him?" Cao Yanhua hurriedly asked.

He Yin'er said blankly: "The soul of the dead is not a living person. He uses relics as a medium to connect the moment when the deceased was alive, and uses supernatural power to transcend everything and present it to the present. This is not a resurrection, so the Gao Ming in front of you is not the one you know. Gao Ming, if you let him think about things that are too complicated, there will be some kind of mutation in himself."

Even she couldn't fully explain the situation in front of her, because the souls summoned by the spiritist were incomprehensible beings themselves.

At this moment, Yang Jian gestured to Cao Yanhua to tell him not to interrupt, and then said, "Leave the portrait of the murderer, you can die in peace, leave the rest to us, and we will avenge you."

"Yang, Yang Jian?"

Gao Ming's face was hideous, like a ghost recovering, but he quickly regained his composure, and at the moment when he regained his composure, his empty eyes looked at the conference table in front of him.

Some kind of supernatural appeared on the table, causing the table to show signs of corrosion, and these corroded traces constructed a portrait.

It was a portrait of the murderer.

"what!"

After doing all this, Gao Ming roared, his face twisted, and he rushed towards He Yin'er like an evil spirit.

"The backlash of the dead? Sure enough, the higher the consciousness of the living, the harder it is to control."

He Yin'er was expressionless, she waved her hand and cut off the connection with the media.

moment.

Before Gao Ming touched He Yin'er's body, he disappeared in mid-air, and the pair of sunglasses in He Yin'er's hand immediately shattered into powder.

The relic is damaged and the ghost disappears.

This means that a conjuration is over.

However, although Gao Ming disappeared, he left behind important clues.

"The portrait on the table should be the murderer, but I haven't seen this person before, have any of you seen it?"

Cao Yang glanced at it, then shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not know him.

"I don't know either." Wei Jing said numbly.

Li Jun also shook his head, while Li Leping on the side did not speak, and he did not know this person.

"Me too." Zhou Deng also immediately said a word.

Wang Chaling said: "I've seen a lot of the headquarters' archives, and it seems that there is no such person in the spiritual circle. This should be a folk ghost hunter, and it is not very famous."

Yang Jian stared at the portrait on the table. Although the portrait was a bit crude, he recognized this person at a glance.

Zhang Xianguang!

Sure enough it was him.

His eyes narrowed, although there were already speculations, but it was still surprising when it was confirmed.

"If it were him, it would be no surprise."

Yang Jian immediately thought of the He Yuelian who looked exactly the same as the woman in the ghost painting in Da O City.

Behind that He Yuelian is Zhang Xianguang's figure.

Now Gao Ming's death involves ghost painting again.

All this can be explained.

This guy Zhang Xianguang is still alive and has been planning something around the ghost painting. He Yuelian is one of his pawns. Now he came to this city for the ghost painting. Just a stumbling block.

"There is no one who knows this person. Could it be that this person is really so low-key and left no trace in the spiritual circle?"

Lin Bei touched his bald head and said with a smile.

At this moment, the hidden captain, Lu Zhiwen, opened his mouth and said stiffly: "His name is Zhang Xianguang, from Dahan City, Shuangqiao Town, born in 1942 and still alive. Father Zhang Dong, from Shuangqiao Town, mother Liu Gui , a native of Dajin Township... used to teach at Shuangqiao Town Primary School~www.readwn.com~ Huh?"

Immediately, everyone looked at Lu Zhiwen, the last captain hidden in this headquarters.

This Lu Zhiwen actually reported the murderer's name, place of origin, and even his parents. Do you want to investigate in such detail?

"Does he have Zhang Xianguang's file? Or does he know Zhang Xianguang."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at him with some uncertainty.

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Today is just a chapter, I have to get up early tomorrow for nucleic acid, I have to go to bed early, I am very sorry.

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