Chapter 14: A Special Mission to Fellowship Again

Zhang Dashan, who had been completely accustomed to the yellow spring water, did not show symptoms of discomfort after drinking this bottle of pure yellow spring water, but his body became more sensitive, and his ability to perceive the surrounding yin qi became stronger and stronger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yin Po asked Zhang Dashan to follow behind her, and walked along the Muhuai Road all the way to the north.

In the process of walking, Zhang Dashan felt more and more that this road was unfamiliar, obviously it was a city road, but the more he walked, the more he would find that this road had become a deep forest road, like there was no such thing, like dusk when the sky was full of dark clouds, and from time to time there were bursts of white mist floating out of the woods next to him, and in a blink of an eye, the road in front of him changed a scene.

"This road is the Yellow Spring Road that everyone has to take, and they will only walk from here when people die and want to be reborn, but some of you want to go against the rules and walk the Yellow Spring Road into the underworld as a living person to get the water of the Yellow Spring, but they all fail, and the living are not allowed to enter the underworld."

Yin Po walked to the side of a stream and stopped, still with her back to Zhang Dashan and continued.

"Haven't you noticed that there have been more ghosts in the city lately? Have you ever wondered why your organization is aware of paranormal events in various places, and why their information is so accurate? ā€

Zhang Dashan has always thought that the ghosts in the city have always existed, if he hadn't eaten the 'Yin Po cake' by chance, he wouldn't have noticed that there are still some things in the dark corners of the city that ordinary people don't know. In retrospect, there were indeed too many ghosts in the city, to the point of abnormality.

"You mean, these ghosts have ties to our organization?"

Zhang Dashan was frightened by his conjecture, although he didn't know much about the organization, at least so far the organization has been for the purpose of solving supernatural events, if the organization and ghosts are connected, then he has been used for a long time.

"This matter is very important, I won't tell you directly, you grasp the key point in my words and explore it yourself, what you see in front of you may not be real."

The figure of the Yin Po is becoming more and more blurred, and the surrounding scene begins to become distorted, like a reflection in a kaleidoscope, after a period of dizziness, the surrounding scene returns to its original appearance, Zhang Dashan stood downstairs in his house, what happened just now seemed to be a dream, but every sentence in the dream was so clearly remembered in his mind, if it was not a dream, then how should he choose, whether to explore the secrets hidden in the organization, or to continue to perform tasks and live a repetitive life as if he didn't know anything?

That night, Zhang Dashan had a dream, a very real dream.

In a room that had been burned by fire, the blood stains that had coagulated could still be seen on the occasional exposed white walls, the living room of the room was full of burned furniture, a thick layer of ash on the ground, a knife stuck in the charred corpse under the ashes, and the skin that had been burned by the fire cracked to reveal red flesh; Next to the bed in the bedroom is a charred corpse with only the lower half of the body, and the upper half of the body is nowhere to be seen; The kitchen was intact, there were no signs of fire, but it was clean, and there was a pot cooking on the gas stove.

Zhang Dashan stepped forward and opened the lid of the pot, a human head and a lot of internal organs rolled in the black soup, and the stench came to his face, choking Zhang Dashan kept coughing, coughing...

Zhang Dashan coughed and woke up from the dream, this dream was so real, so real that he could smell the smell of the dream and touch the dust of the house.

The sky was already bright, Zhang Dashan sat by the window and looked at the sunshine outside, the room was already full of sunshine, but Zhang Dashan still couldn't shake the gloom in his heart, last night's dream was too real, and he could even feel the resentment in the house.

The phone rings, a new task is issued, and the holiday is not over yet, is there something urgent happening?

Task content: Find out the missing people in the south of the city, the time is not limited, and there are no supernatural events in this mission.

"What? There are no supernatural events, so why do you want me to go, and use emergency contact. ā€

After reading the task prompt, Zhang Dashan found that this mission was not within their jurisdiction, this was the first time he received a mission without supernatural events, since the time is not limited, it is okay to go later.

The next morning, Zhang Dashan still gave up the rest of the day to return to the headquarters, in room 509, Zhang Dashan saw Yaoyao and the man in the suit who had been waiting there for a long time, they were discussing something, and when they saw Zhang Dashan coming, they also stopped discussing.

"Dashan, don't you have one more day off, why did you report today?"

Yaoyao saw Zhang Dashan appear here, and was very surprised why he came.

"I'm on a mission, and I don't have much to do at home anyway."

Zhang Dashan naturally walked to the sofa and sat down, completely indifferent to the way they were secretly talking just now, because he had already planned to find out the connection between the headquarters and the ghost.

"You're so good, you knew there was a mission before I even notified you."

The man in the suit handed Dashan a cup of coffee, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a derogatory 'exaggeration' of Dashan's ability to predict the future.

"What didn't you notice, didn't you send me a mission reminder yesterday, I used emergency contact information, but I was told that there was no supernatural phenomenon in the mission, did we become a detective agency here?"

Zhang Dashan didn't seem to be very happy, he had already notified himself that he had a task, but now he said that he didn't tell himself, isn't this amusing himself.

"Dashan, the task really wasn't sent to you, just now Team Leader Shen came to tell me in person that I only knew that there was a task, and our organization is only responsible for supernatural events, and we won't receive a notification if there are no supernatural events."

Yaoyao said that Team Leader Shen was a man in a suit, and what they were secretly talking about just now was the task that had just been issued, but they suddenly stopped discussing when they saw Zhang Dashan very confused.

"I still have evidence here, you see, isn't this mission message on my phone from the emergency channel?"

Zhang Dashan showed the mission information he received yesterday to Yaoyao and Team Leader Shen, and after they read it, they were silent for a while, and then told the source of this information.

"This message was not sent from the emergency channel of the headquarters, but from the mobile phone of the person involved in this mission, just south of the city, a fire case."

Team Leader Shen said that the arson case reminded Zhang Dashan of the dream the night before, the ashes in the house, the burned furniture, the blood stains on the wall, the charred corpse, and the human head in the pot all appeared clearly in front of Dashan's eyes.

"How would the client know my cell phone number, and how would he know that I could take on the case?"

"Normally, the person should not know your number, but this person is dead, and he was burned to death in his home."

The task was issued by Team Leader Shen, of course he knew all the things in it, and it must have been beyond the scope of their normal task.

The task given by the organization was to find out the fire, and the deceased party also gave Dashan the task of finding the missing person, which were two different incidents, but they overlapped on Zhang Dashan's body, and the difficulty was self-evident.

In the house that caught fire in the south of the city, there was originally a corpse under the ashes, but now, the corpse is gone, and the half-charred corpse in the bedroom has become a complete corpse, and the kitchen is still intact, but the contents of the pot have been eaten.