"The spiritual management department sent a message asking me to return to the team."

Sitting in the temporary residence of three thousand grievances, Wei San held his mobile phone and looked uncertain.

"Then you should go back quickly."

Xu Ming casually leaned back on the sofa and turned the TV program with the remote control.

"To put it mildly, they already suspect me."

Clenching his fists with his hands in annoyance, Wei San looked at Xu Ming coldly.

"And do you dare to let me go?"

The reason why he stayed here was not all because of the threat of three thousand resentments.

"Hehe, I know, I know you're very upset right now."

Hearing the dispute between the two, the three thousand grievances who were still standing by the window and painting said in a gloomy tone.

"But be assured, this was not my original plan either. My rhythm was also disrupted because of that annoying black cat. It brought in the Spiritual Authority, leaked my news, and discovered my target. If nothing else, the door I was about to push open had been sealed at the moment. This is not a pleasant situation. But don't worry, I've got all the troubles on file. If the spiritual steward can't find us, we just need to wait until the door opens, and we will witness the future together. ”

"So, what exactly are you talking about door?"

Wei San, who had always been kept in the dark, had a bad eye.

"If you really want me to help you, then tell me the answer quickly."

"Don't worry, it's not like I don't want to say it."

Three thousand grievances gently outline the oil painting.

"It's just that I wanted you to see it with your own eyes, but I was interrupted by the black cat. In short, that door is the key to spiritual power for everyone. It allows every ordinary person to have the right to cast spells. Let every individual be able to survive alone. Let nature no longer be terrible, and let human beings become the end of life. ”

As the young man spoke, the pen in his hand gradually strengthened.

"Wei San, I understand you, you pursue the justice of the majority. But in today's world, there are more strong people or more weak people. Wei San, do you want to be the justice of the weak. If you want, then come with me. This time we don't hunt humans, this time, we hunt gods and demons. ”

……

"In short, please trouble you, immediately mobilize the city's surveillance equipment and police officers to find these two people."

In the police chief of Chongming City, Zhao Haiqing stood in front of the city police chief and took out a document and two photos.

Looking at the seal and content on the document, the city police chief immediately nodded in agreement.

"No problem, we'll do our best to cooperate with your actions."

Glancing back at Wang Yanlin, Zhao Haiqing then made a request to the city police chief.

"In addition to that, we also need to meet with the administrators of the Yama Temple. They had reported the case to our operator, and the next day, the Yama Hall was smashed by the collapsed building. Then I heard that they had all been moved to a guest house in the city right now. ”

"No problem."

The city police chief simply nodded.

"I can arrange for you to meet tonight."

"Okay, I'm in trouble."

Zhao Haiqing politely put away the documents and photos.

"The stakes are very high, and I hope the police will bother."

"Of course, we will fully cooperate, and if there are any other requirements, you can mention them."

The chief of the city police stood up politely, his expression solemn.

"That's it for now, I just hope the police don't leak too much information."

"Nature."

"Then we'll leave first."

"Please."

……

"Hah."

Walking on the street outside the police station, Wang Yanlin yawned lazily.

"It's really tiring to open an official tone."

"It's all me talking, what are you tired of."

Zhao Haiqing rolled his eyes indifferently, probably not very satisfied with his companion.

"I'm tired of listening."

Wang Yanlin raised his head to face the sun under the sky, and raised his hand to half-cover his cheeks.

"So, what are we going to do after that?"

"Go to the hospital."

Zhao Haiqing retracted his gaze speechlessly, and pulled out another piece of information from his mobile phone.

"Interview and deal with witnesses."

……

Chu Jiale is a soul exploration anchor.

a day ago.

He had just witnessed a paranormal event.

Later, he was admitted to the hospital because of mental "problems".

But now.

He's back to normal.

"Whew."

Lying tired in bed.

He let out a long sigh.

Chu Jiale covered his eyes with his elbows.

Reminiscing about yesterday's experience.

It was a nightmare.

haunted in his heart, and could not be dispelled for a long time.

Flames, demons, extreme cold, electricity, paralyzing skin and limbs, eyes full of illusions and light and shadow.

At that time, he wanted to escape.

But the hands and feet did not listen to the call.

There was a voice whispering in his head.

Let him go, let him retreat (illusion).

But his body has long been frozen by the cold current.

So, unable to move, he fell into a hallucination.

Falling into boundless fear.

When he woke up again, Chu Jiale was already lying in a hospital bed.

He didn't know.

What did I see yesterday?

He can only be sure.

At this moment, I am still afraid.

And his live broadcast room has also been banned.

"...... to Death"

Weakly opening his lips, Chu Jiale lay in the quiet hospital room and muttered to himself.

"Obviously, I just want to get a little hot, why did I come across this thing."

Now the video he shot is really on fire.

But the benefits have nothing to do with him.

Because his channel has been shut down.

And the fire is those fragments that are circulating outside.

"Knock knock."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.

"Come in."

Chu Jiale, who was not sure whether the hospitalization fee could be reimbursed, looked depressed.

"Click."

A hand pushed the door open, but it wasn't doctors or nurses who walked in.

Rather, it was two slightly weird men.

Why do they say they're weird?

That's because the two men, one in the room with sunglasses, and the other, were pulling a suitcase.

"You guys, what's the matter?"

Just experienced the ups and downs of life.

Chu Jiale's gaze was very vigilant.

"Hello, is it Mr. Chu Jiale?"

Zhao Haiqing held a document straightforwardly.

"We have some work to ask you about."