The office lights shimmered scarlet, illuminating the interior eeriely. 庣

"After Cao Yanhua stepped down, I am now very skeptical of the intelligence capabilities of the headquarters." Yang Jian's face was indifferent, and his eyes were like an eagle falcon, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Wang Guoqiang glanced at it: "Why do you say that?" Although the situation in the country is not good, it is still under control. Zhao Jianguo said seriously: "Yang Jian, we have really tried our best to solve the problem, but it will take time. Yang Jian told the investigation of the situation in the horror manor, and said in a heavy tone: "The degenerate people are not only the folk ghost masters, the criminal police in various places must also be the development targets of the other party, they know some, but they collectively choose to hide it and do not provide information to the headquarters." The office fell silent for a moment.

Wang Guoqiang was short of breath and broke out in a cold sweat. If it weren't for Yang Jian discovering the problem in advance, once the savings exploded, it would be irretrievable.

Yu Zhao Jianguo slapped himself hard, and said anxiously: "Yang Jian, this matter must not be taken lightly, otherwise the headquarters will be over, there is no criminal police to deal with the supernatural events in the city, and the country will be over." Wang Guoqiang said bitterly: "In the battle organized by the king, we had to give up most of the criminal police. The other side must have sensed our weakness and was carrying out a layout attack. Yang Jian's heart was heavy, and the person became quiet, thinking about how to deal with this problem.

Everything about the supernatural has a price, and the revival of the ghost is a problem that is almost impossible to solve, and the forager organization will certainly not be able to solve it.

The so-called suppression is just to postpone the recovery, and when the recovery breaks out, it will definitely be more violent, and it does not rule out that there are some terrible dangers hidden in the supernatural.

However, despite this, for some ghost riders who are already on the verge of reviving and struggling to survive, this is already an irresistible temptation.

Even if they know that it is poison, but under the horror of life and death, most of them will leave behind their worries and choose to swallow the poison bait thrown out to survive temporarily.

With such involution, the headquarters has no advantage, and there is not much that can be done. Yu Zhao Jianguo remembered something and suggested: "There are few remaining criminal police in the headquarters, and if there are no new criminal police officers to add in, there will definitely be chaos in the country." Before retiring, Minister Cao had made a plan to train new ghost handlers, but he pressed it. At this point, it's time for us to discuss and restart this plan. Yang Jian hesitated, reopened the post office, and trained messengers in order to alleviate the grim situation in the country.

There was no reply for a moment, and he needed time to think about it. If it doesn't solve the problem, then solve the person who raised the problem.

Forager organizations must be cleared! Wang Guoqiang said helplessly: "Yang Jian, what do you think?" He was also present when Cao Yanhua took out the plan, but he always thought that the ghost tamers who had been honed from the supernatural events were of great use, and the newcomer ghost tamers cultivated in the laboratory were like delicate flowers, and it was difficult to withstand the blows of the wind and rain outside.

Yu Yangjian pondered: "I don't agree. In three days, I would like to hold a private meeting of captains in Dachang City to discuss the integration of ghost riders, a non-governmental organization in each city, into the headquarters, and to send appropriate captains abroad to investigate the intelligence of the forager organization. ”

"Okay, I'll be responsible for informing the other captains." Wang Guoqiang's eyes lit up, and he felt that this method could be used, and then asked an unavoidable question: "How to solve the traitors in the headquarters and the spies who infiltrated them?" ”

"Do you still need me to teach you this?" Yang Jian stood up with a cold face and said, with a strong attitude: "The greatest value of the headquarters is the ability to collect intelligence, whether you go to investigate and covertly visit, or use the supernatural to investigate intelligence. In short, don't let the headquarters become a transparent glass that anyone can peep on, if you can't do it, you can step down directly, and change someone to sit in the position of deputy minister. Wang Guoqiang's face turned slightly red, nodded, and said, "I understand, I will arrange this aspect of things." Yang Jian nodded, turned on the ghost snake, and left the headquarters building.

In the office, no one spoke for a while. Zhao Jianguo lit a cigarette and sighed: "The war has just ended, we are being targeted again, and the next work is even more difficult to do." Don't care about Yang Jian's attitude, he is the same with Minister Cao. Wang Guoqiang took a deep breath and quietly lifted his spirits and said: "Yang Jian is very strong, but it doesn't matter, on the contrary, this is a good thing, as long as he is willing to shoulder the responsibility, the headquarters will not collapse." He picked up the phone and called his secretary: "Seal off the headquarters building, no one can enter or leave." Call the think tank and the heads of all the departments over and hold a meeting in my office in thirty minutes, and no one is allowed to be absent. Zhao Jianguo and the other kingdoms put down the phone and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?" Wang Guoqiang said solemnly: "Now is a special period, and everything is special. I'm going to downgrade everyone's authority by one level, so that important information leaks can be prevented. It is also necessary to strictly investigate the suspects, all the ordinary staff of the headquarters are directly detained if they are suspected, and they would rather kill the mistake than let it go, and in terms of the ghost master, Li Jun is gone, and I want Shen Lan to be responsible. ”

"Lao Zhao, we have to fight hard." 庣

"I understand." Zhao Jianguo nodded, shook his head, and vaguely saw Cao Yanhua's shadow from Wang Guoqiang.

The red light on the horizon of Dajing City dissipated. The first thing Yang Jian did when he returned to Dachang City was to find Liang Xingyang, wanting to get the information of the Forager Organization first.

"Forager organization? I don't know. Liang Xingyang was sitting on the sofa, drinking Coke and watching TV, when he was asked by Yang Jian, recalled it, and said that he did not know.

Yang Jian glanced at it suspiciously, found no trace of shirk, sighed, and also picked up a bottle of Coke and drank it.

The two chatted for a while, and Liang Xingyang learned that the force behind the Horror Manor was the Forager Organization.

He was a little more serious: "Converting the alien into a ghost with the wisdom of a living person shows that the foragger organization is doing things for the ghost in the open." They are targeting the Ghost Riders, probably to convert more of their kind and speed up the full recovery of the supernatural. Yang Jian worried: "The current situation is much more severe than the ghost ship, the spirit is fully recovered, and there will be more captains who have stolen the wisdom of the living in the future, they will be more difficult to detain, and they will consciously find their own supernatural puzzle pieces, and the horror level will grow higher and higher." ”

"What's more, ghosts can't be killed, but ghost riders still have to worry about the risk of recovery, and the probability of us losing will be very high. Only after coming to this point did he understand how incredible it was for the seven elders of the Republic of China to be able to suppress the supernatural revival for a hundred years. Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered, and eight words kept echoing in his heart: The ghost is revived, and the world is like a prison. Spirits are rampant, full of terror and danger, and ordinary people living in this world will be like living in hell, and they will have to be frightened every day to prevent themselves from being targeted by evil ghosts. Once you reach the late stage of the supernatural, it is very likely that there will be a powerful ghost as strong as the seven elders of the Republic of China, this is not whimsical, and the ghost will learn people. Liang Xingyang had a strong feeling in his heart that if he wanted to end the supernatural, he must not let the supernatural fully recover, otherwise everything would get out of control. At that time, even if you want to be a pastemaker, you can't be a pastor, and at that time, even the windows are gone, and you can't paste the window paper if you want to. But how do you end the supernatural? Liang Xingyang's murderous intent rose in his heart: "If you want to speed up the process of supernatural recovery, you have to ask me if I agree." It seems that there is no rest, otherwise the world will become unsafe anywhere. After sorting out his emotions, he made a request: "I need to see that telegraph." Yang Jian had no opinion, and a cold lake water flowed out of his feet, and a puddle of stagnant water soon appeared on the floor.

The stagnant water reflected the dim bottom of the lake, and several pale-faced female corpses slowly surfaced with telegraphs and carried them to the surface.

Breaking away from the suppression of the ghost lake, the old rusty telegraph began to continuously discharge the cold water of the lake, and the sound of dripping was intermittent and recovering.

"This telegraph is not the source, it contains supernatural powers, and it is the product of a terrible ghost." Yang Jian opened the ghost eye, and felt that the warning transmitted by the ghost eye was not strong, indicating that the harm of this machine was not high.

He reached out his blackened right hand and touched the machine that was still draining, feeling a ghost inside. Liang Xingyang's silver pupils flashed a reflection, and he analyzed: "It's not quite right, someone used a ghost as a material to make this telegraph, and let the ghost run according to a certain law." This technique is so familiar that it was the habit of ghost riders during the Republic of China. Yang Jian's face froze: "Do you suspect that there are ghost handlers in the Republic of China period who have joined the forager organization as accomplices and do things for ghosts?" ”

"It's not certain yet, but it may also be that after the revival of the ghost harness during the Republic of China, the ghost developed wisdom." Liang Xingyang shook his head slightly, and a vague figure walked out behind him.

From blurry to clear, a young man with a big belly shrouded in blue-black haze gradually appeared.

Hungry ghosts! Yang Jian's ghost eyes frantically warned, and a strong sense of discomfort struck. See, touch, hear, breathe haze.

Four simple and terrifying killing laws in one, triggering the killing laws of powerful ghosts all the time, as if they will be eaten in the next moment.

If he hadn't understood that the starving ghost in front of him was the product of the mirror ghost, he couldn't help but use the coffin nail.

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"I can eat this telegraph and help you contact the source." The voices of the people in the gloom were hoarse like those of a living person.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and got out of the way. The next moment. A thick haze emanated over the old, rusty telegraph.

"Di~Didi~Didi~" In the haze, a rapid and sharp telegraph sounded, like a screaming and wailing from a ghost, and silence returned after a while.

In the next second, the haze dissipated. Liang Xingyang asked in a deep voice, "Have you found any clues?" The Hungry Man didn't speak, but his huge belly was making a dripping sound, trying to make a connection.

As if feeling that the signal was not enough, it walked up to a wall, stretched out its blue-black palm, penetrated directly through the wall, and grabbed a wire from it, using electricity as a medium to convey cordial greetings to people in the distance.