Chapter 67 The Old Man Who Dare Not Look at Him

Chapter 67 The Old Man Who Dare Not Look at Him

Chapter 67 The Old Man Who Dare Not Look at Him
After some searching, I identified some places that Fang Shiming often visited in his circle of friends.

After spending a whole day, Zhang Hao finally arrived at a hidden safe house on the top floor of his circle of friends.

This safe house looks almost no different from a normal wall.

And because this corridor is covered with tiles, the gap in the safe house door is perfectly integrated with the gap in the tiles and cannot be seen at all.

If Zhang Hao hadn’t discovered it from the surveillance footage while investigating the information.

Fang Shiming had walked through this corridor far more times than any other corridor, and he often spent longer walking in this corridor.

He really couldn't guess that there was a safe house here.

After all, there are three ghosts in Jiang Shangbai's body, and each ghost can only use its supernatural power once.

It is impossible for Zhang Hao to use Jiang Shangbai's ghost cave just to find an uncertain safe house.

I opened the safe house and it was dark inside.

Zhang Hao walked in slowly. In order to avoid anyone coming over here, he deliberately did not turn on the lights, making the whole room appear extremely quiet.

Walking inside, although it was very dark, Zhang Hao's vision was not affected too much. The surrounding darkness had almost no effect on him.

The safe house looks like an office.

There was a golden box under a desk not far ahead.

The box is not big, just slightly larger than an ordinary mobile phone, and the color is a striking gold because the material used to make the box is gold.

It is a common sense in the supernatural circle that only gold can isolate all supernatural beings.

The box is welded shut, leaving no gaps.

Zhang Hao took out a small knife and cut a hole around the box. Then the golden box that had been sealed for a long time was opened.

Once opened.

The dim office immediately became chilly and a faint stench filled the air, as if something had rotted.

Inside the box is a pair of scissors.

The style of the scissors is very old, not modern style, but the style of the Republic of China period.

I don't know if this thing has been buried in the mud for a long time. The black stains on it are lingering and I can't tell whether it is rust or something that shouldn't be stained.

The strangest thing is the handle of the scissors, which is wrapped with dense circles of black hair, and the roots of some hair are even connected to the scalp.

The stench of decay seemed to be coming from here—"Ghost Scissors!"

Zhang Hao found a special pair of gloves on the desk that seemed to be woven with gold wire and put them on before picking up the ghost scissors.

This body is just a temporary derivative. If Zhang Hao himself were here, he would be able to pick up the ghost scissors directly.

But since this body came out of a photo, it’s better to be careful. It would be troublesome if it is infected with a curse.

After picking up the ghost scissors and confirming it with the supernatural power on it, Zhang Hao put it back into the golden box, sealed it, and put it in the inner pocket of his clothes.

After doing all this, Zhang Hao had no intention of staying in Ping An Building any longer, and asked someone to send him directly back to the headquarters.

Of course, before returning to the headquarters, he deliberately went back to the area shrouded by ghosts, threw the golden box into the ghost den, and then went to the headquarters.

Another half day passed, and the headquarters finally began to take action.

In the afternoon, a conference room in the headquarters was crowded with people.

Some people sat there upright, seemingly normal, but in fact their bodies were stiff, their breath was cold, and they were lifeless, no different from a corpse.

Someone was playing with a paper frog, but when Zhang Hao saw this person, he looked at him for a long time, but in the end he did not take any action.

Someone was putting on makeup, but the paint in the makeup box was oddly bright, and beneath the thick perfume there was a faint stench of corpse.

Someone was lying there playing with his cell phone. He held the phone with both hands, but his other hand stretched out from his invisible palm to help click on the screen.

Time passed little by little.

In fact, the meeting could have started normally, but it was delayed because of some disputes.

Outside the meeting place, Yang Jian seemed to have an argument with a ghost rider in his circle of friends.

Someone came to see Zhang Hao, or rather, 'Jiang Shangbai', and wanted him to mediate.

However, Jiang Shangbai at this moment is not the same Jiang Shangbai as before. Faced with this dispute that is meaningless to him, Zhang Hao certainly has no intention of taking any action.

What he wanted to do now was to guide the headquarters to find the ghost painting, and then try to control the ghost painting with his own body, while he himself would find a way to steal the newspaper ghost.

As time passed slowly, an old man who walked in attracted Jiang Shangbai's attention.

From the name tag on the table we can see that the old man’s surname is Qin, and his name is Mr. Qin.

As if noticing Jiang Shangbai's gaze, the old man looked at him with an intriguing expression.

"He found me?"

Zhang Hao instinctively had this thought in his mind. He turned his head away as if avoiding it, not daring to look at the old man again.

Seeing Zhang Hao turn his head, the old man did not continue to look at him, but looked at the person who had just walked in not far away - Yang Jian.

Yang Jian walked into the meeting room, exchanged a glance with Zhang Hao, and seeing that Jiang Shangbai had no intention of making trouble, he found his seat and sat down.

As everyone arrived, the meeting began quickly.

Cao Yanhua explained the whole story of the ghost messenger and the red and white evil spirits incident bit by bit.

Regarding the killing patterns of the ghost catcher and some special features of the ghost coffin.

Then, starting from the original situation of the Red and White Devils, we talk about the abilities of the ghost bride and the mourning ghost respectively.

The others remained silent and just listened quietly.

For the top ghost riders, they all have one thing in common, which is that they care very much about the collection of information and intelligence.

Because in the process of dealing with supernatural events, any detail or mistake will determine life or death.

So they are all very serious.

After all, no one can be sure who will be responsible for handling this ghost incident next.

If there are those who want to act arrogant, pretentious, and disdain to listen, then I'm sorry, such people have died long ago and will never be able to participate in this meeting alive.

When other people heard that this ghost catcher had the ability to suppress other ghosts mindlessly, their faces suddenly turned black.

Are you kidding me?
Directly suppress other ghosts and turn ghost riders into ordinary people? This is too bullying.

But what is even more frustrating is yet to come. Both the Red and White Devils and the Ghost Messenger have the ability to restart.

Upon hearing this, many people stood up and slammed the table, looking like they were going to leave.

Of course, I didn’t really want to leave, I just wanted to show my resistance to getting involved in this supernatural event.

However, this resistance could no longer be suppressed when the story began to spread about the Red and White Devils summoning ghosts and spirits, as well as the overlapping crying sounds that made it impossible for the ghost riders to communicate through words.

"To be honest, after hearing this, I really don't want to get involved in this supernatural event. It's better for me to continue sleeping."

Before the information was finished, feelings of fear and uneasiness were already spreading across the conference table.

There is no solution to the suppression, those who are left alone will die, summon ghosts to kill people, crying sounds are superimposed, and there is an additional restart.

These conditions are enough to kill a large number of ghost riders.

This is still based on the premise of knowing the rules. If you don’t know, then there is really no chance at all. Even if you die, you won’t know why you died.

"Deputy Minister, I wonder how many ghosts the thing code-named Ghost Messenger has now? How many ghosts can the Red and White Devils summon?" someone asked seriously.

Wang Xiaoming said: "The number of ghost messengers suppressed is unknown, but it will not be less than six."

"There should be no limit to the number of ghosts that the Red and White Devils can summon, but it is uncertain how many evil spirits there are in the ghost den that can be summoned."

"How could you not know? Haven't you been involved in this incident before?" someone asked in surprise.

"Because some people died in the process, and more than one, the number of ghosts has changed, and it is difficult to estimate it correctly." Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said.

"Haha, this is not a supernatural event, this is simply a suicide incident. Whoever goes there will die." Someone shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Besides, a single person doesn't even have the chance to die. They have to go together as a group. If they are wiped out again, the danger level inside will continue to grow."

"Whether it's the increase in the number of ghost officials suppressed or the increase in the number of evil spirits that the Red and White Evils can control, there is no way to solve it. There will be even less fun in the future."

"There's nothing to discuss about this. They can't be imprisoned and will be restarted. The two ghosts are now suspected to be puzzle pieces of each other and can grow. This is simply impossible to deal with. If we really take action, whoever goes will die."

"Although the number of deaths is not that high, this incident does qualify as an S-level supernatural event. To be honest, it's unlikely that we can handle it alone."

"I don't want to think about anything right now. I just want to go home and sleep." Sure enough, as the news continued to be made public, the terror made everyone more and more uneasy, and a negative, evasive mood spread across the conference table.

No one dared to face such supernatural events.

Not even if they qualify as candidates for the captaincy program.

If it can't be done, it can't be done. You can't just shout a few words of encouragement and try your best. If you just go ahead without a feasible plan, you will only die.

"Be quiet."

Cao Yanhua slapped the table at this moment: "I know this incident is difficult, so we need to discuss it."

"So, I beg you all to come up with a plan. As long as the headquarters can afford it, any price is worth it."

He believed that the ghost riders attending the meeting today all had some secrets, and although they were usually hidden very deeply, now the headquarters had to put some pressure on them to make them take them out.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhang Hao.

Since we are already feeling hopeless, let's take this opportunity to tell all the news, so that we won't be discouraged again when we finally muster up the courage.

"Jiang Shangbai, you are the only ghost handler who has survived this incident and has contacted the headquarters. Tell me how many evil spirits there are that can be summoned."

Hearing this, Zhang Hao nodded. He didn't mind revealing some information about himself.

The more desperate you appear, the more likely it is that you will attract ghost paintings from the headquarters.

"According to my judgment, the number of ghost messengers currently suppressed is still uncertain."

"But there were at least twelve ghost riders who died in there, and each of them was a ghost rider who rode at least two ghosts."

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, everyone looked at each other.

This is what the twelve ghost riders who control at least two ghosts said.

Once you enter the ghost catcher's lair, in addition to facing the Red and White Devils and the ghost catcher, you will also have to face twelve ghost riders consisting of at least two ghosts?

The meeting room became silent and depressing, and everyone remained silent.

This time, they weren't even complaining.

Because they felt the headquarters' determination and realized the seriousness of the incident. If this incident was not resolved, no one would feel good.

The ghost catcher’s lair is just outside Dajing City.

Once they wander into the city and the ghost domain covers an area, the news will spread and supernatural events will be exposed in advance.

By then, once the Red and White Devils summon ghosts in Dajing City, the city will turn into a ghost town.

Every ghost rider who goes in will die, and evil ghosts passing by here will become food for supernatural events.

However, this depression soon made people unable to sit still.

"I'm not going. Whoever wants to die can go. If you insist on me going, then I'll just resign."

Soon, a ghost rider who couldn't bear the pressure stood up and expressed his attitude.

"Don't be impulsive!" Cao Yanhua comforted him.

“We are just discussing the plan now.”

"It has nothing to do with me anyway." The man acted like a street thug, as if he was saying, "I will fight against anyone who puts pressure on me."

"If you don't want to use your brain, you can keep silent. No one is forcing you."

Han Mo stood up and glared at the man.

"You don't want to go, but you're still making a fuss here, what's the point?"

As Han Mo stood up, Zhang Hao turned his gaze to him.

This guy is not dead after all.

"A ghost rider with strong self-preservation ability?" Zhang Hao said to himself.

So far, Zhang Hao has only seen one person who was able to escape from him.

Even Fang Shiming, after fighting with him for a while, managed to escape, but was resurrected by Zhang Hao as a ghost and died, but he just didn't get the body.

"Do you want to fight?" The man glared at Han Mo, and then several people stood up beside him, all of whom were opposed to participating in this supernatural event.

"Don't rely on your numbers. If we really start a fight, you will die miserably." Several ghost riders also stood up beside Han Mo.

The two sides glared at each other, and the conference room became cold and eerie because of the dispute between the two sides.

The atmosphere was a bit heated, and it felt like a fight was about to break out at any moment.

But to other people, it seemed as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

"Okay, stop making trouble and sit down."

Just when the situation seemed to be at a stalemate, suddenly, the old man Qin, whose face was covered with age spots, tapped his cane and made an old voice.

As soon as he finished speaking.

The few people who stood up sat down almost at the same time.

My body moved almost subconsciously, and I wasn't even aware of it.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao's emotionless eyes couldn't help but move a few times, and he lowered his head involuntarily.

This guy is really terrifying. He controlled eight or nine ghost riders in an instant.

Even if Zhang Hao brought the ghost bride, he could not directly control eight or nine ghost riders.

Now, the most they can do is to forcibly summon the ghost in the other person's body when facing a weak ghost rider alone.

If the opponent is stronger, the evil spirit in the opponent's body needs to be revived before the ghost can be affected.

Just these few words from Old Qin influenced nine powerful ghost riders.

"Let's continue the meeting. The dispute ends here. Give me some face." Old Qin said slowly again.

Everyone remained silent, as if even the ghosts in their bodies had calmed down.

"I have figured out the rules and methods of ghosts and their killings. I believe you will not let me down."

Cao Yanhua spoke in time, bringing back the somewhat cold and silent atmosphere in the meeting room.

With the intimidation of Mr. Qin, everyone finally started to discuss how to solve the supernatural incidents.

"If you want to deal with the ghost catcher, you need to avoid entering the ghost catcher's den." A man with ordinary appearance that Zhang Hao found difficult to remember stood up.

"So if we want to detain him, we have to do it from the outside. Only in this way can we prevent the ghost messenger from restarting again and again."

"In fact, I have observed it before, and through some analysis of the data, I can conclude that this is not a ghost at all. To be precise, this is a ghost area, and the ghost area is ghosts."

"To deal with the ghost messenger, we have to lock up this entire ghost area. Has anyone else at the headquarters dealt with similar supernatural incidents? Those with experience can share their experiences."

"As for the Red and White Devils, they are now also in the ghost den of the ghost catcher. If we can detain them together with the ghost den of the ghost catcher, we can naturally solve the problem."

This man's words made many people look at him in surprise.

They had never seen this person before, so they were very surprised. Who was this person? Why did he appear here?

"My name is Li Leping." The other party seemed to be accustomed to this kind of gaze and said calmly.

"A good conclusion." At this moment, Wang Xiaoming praised with an expressionless face.

"Currently, the only person who can freely enter and exit the ghost den is Fang Shiming from the friend circle, but he was revived and died the day before yesterday."

Hearing Fang Shiming, everyone looked at Zhang Hao.

They all knew why Fang Shiming died: it was to save Jiang Shangbai.

"I do have a suggestion."

Seeing that everyone was discussing the situation of the ghost messenger and feeling everyone's gazes, Zhang Hao slowly stood up.

"First of all, I think we can't solve this ghost den with our current capabilities. The only way to solve it is to rely on external forces."

"What Li Leping said just now is very correct. The ghost messengers are like a den of ghosts. It is impossible to kill them in the den of ghosts."

"Although the Red and White Devils don't have ghosts, they also have the ability to restart, and they have the terrifying ability to summon ghosts. Even the ghost messenger may have been controlled by the ghosts summoned by the Red and White Devils."

The former is true, but the latter about controlling the ghost messenger is just a lie made up by Zhang Hao.

What he wanted was to further dispel the idea of ​​these people entering the ghost's den.

(End of this chapter)