"How long has it been since the Ghost Forest Incident broke out?" Somewhere in the center of Da'an City, a man wearing a sweatshirt with a rather decadent expression was holding a cigarette and asked the woman next to him.
"It's been seven days, no." the woman responded calmly.
"Seven days... So Su Yue, are you really not going to take a look? If this continues, Da'an City may be doomed." The man with this name said to Su Yue with a tired face.
"Is that why you came to me to talk about this?" Su Yue looked at Hao expressionlessly and said coldly: "It doesn't matter, Bai is gone. It doesn't matter what happens to Da'an."
After saying that, Su Yue didn't give Hao a chance to speak and left in the other direction.
"Ha, ah, ah, how heartless, you are obviously the strongest among us in saving lives." Watching Su Yue leave, Hao didn't stop her, but his eyes were a little lonely, "The supernatural radio station is now dead in name only."
There was a cigarette in Hao's mouth, but it was not lit. He stared at the sky in a daze. Once upon a time, the supernatural radio station was so popular. A story sealed a fierce ghost. Everything in Da'an was closely related to them.
But now, with the disappearance of the station director, the internal fighting among the radio anchors, and the suppression by the Ghost Controller headquarters, the only remaining members in Da'an are him, Su Yue, and one other person.
"Oh~ I told you that the radio was not a good thing. If I had thrown it away earlier, I would have been so angry." Hao scratched his head and glanced at the black fog again, but with just one glance, he opened his mouth wide and even cigarettes
All fell to the ground.
Because he found that the black fog that had been shrouding the western suburbs began to slowly dissipate.
"Oh~ It looks like someone has taken action. It's not easy." Hao smiled, and instantly his figure disappeared from the spot, and then a dark wind blew around him, blowing towards the western suburbs.
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"The black fog covering the western suburbs of Da'an City has begun to disappear."
That night, such news came from the building in the center of Da'an.
The black fog that has shrouded the western suburbs of Da'an for nearly a week has finally begun to recede at this time today. You must know that the advance team sent to Da'an City before watched the black fog become thicker and thicker, and the situation became worse and worse. There was no trace of it.
Signs of improvement.
Fortunately, this black mist showed no signs of spreading, but even so, the headquarters still defined the hazard level of this supernatural incident as level A.
Upon hearing the news, Liu Yuquan rubbed his bloodshot eyes, took a deep breath and stood up suddenly, almost shouting at the others: "Quick, notify the others and convene an emergency meeting!"
In an instant, the entire central building became brightly lit, and a series of hurried footsteps sounded. In less than ten minutes, the conference room of the building was filled with people, all of whom were important personnel of Da'an without exception.
"What's going on? Did the headquarters send people from the circle of friends to support Da'an?" As soon as he sat down, a middle-aged man in his thirties asked Liu Yuquan.
When Liu Yuquan heard the words "moments", he immediately shook his head. People in the "moments" did come to Da'an, but not for support, but for other reasons.
Seeing Liu Yuquan's denial, the people below immediately exploded into a heated discussion and began to talk about it.
Seeing this, Liu Yuquan patted the table and said: "The headquarters has dispatched a rescue team to the western suburbs. By then you will naturally know who solved this supernatural incident."
"So now please wait here for a moment and don't be impatient."
After saying that, he walked out of the conference room. As soon as he walked out, he said to a handsome man not far away: "Mr. Jiang, please come all the way to Da'an."
"It's Mr. Fang's intention that I come here this time, and personally I also want to meet the person who made Chen Zhanluo miserable. I heard that he just became a ghost controller not long ago. Maybe we can work together in the future." Jiang
The man surnamed waved his hand and replied calmly.
"You are talking about Wen Zhong, right? He is not worth your time, Mr. Jiang." Liu Yuquan frowned and then said: "You may not know that this Wen Zhong is simply lawless and killed the headquarters not long ago.
Two ghost masters, one of whom is also the person in charge of Da’an City.”
"And he has been out of contact for so long. He might have died in that ghost forest."
Liu Yuquan wanted to say something else, but the man named Jiang in front of him waved his hand and interrupted him: "Team Leader Liu, I didn't expect you to have such a big opinion against our ghost controllers."
After saying that, the man surnamed Jiang started to help Liu Yuquan straighten his collar, but his expression was no longer as calm as it was at the beginning. There was a hint of indifference in his eyes, and Liu Yuquan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he saw this.
"Mr. Jiang, you are joking, I am just saying it."
"Team Leader Liu, you are such an old man, why can't you understand what you should and shouldn't say?"
"I, I..." Liu Yuquan was speechless for a long time. At this time, his mind was completely blank. His original intention was to please the little Mr. Jiang in front of him. Who would have thought that flattering him would end up in the horse's lap.
"If he dies, just pretend I didn't say anything. If he's still alive, arrange for him to see me as soon as possible." After speaking, the man surnamed Jiang patted Liu Yuquan on the shoulder and turned to leave.
Soon, Liu Yuquan took a deep breath to adjust his mentality, took out his mobile phone and explained some things to the rescue team heading to the western suburbs, and then walked to the conference room with a gloomy expression.
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"Chen Zhanluo, there seems to be a flaw in your plan. The ghost forest has been cracked."
Chu Du was standing on the balcony looking into the distance. Standing next to him was Chen Zhanluo, one of the people in charge of Dajing City. However, the latter looked a little embarrassed at this time and no longer had the same momentum as before.
Chen Zhanluo said: "It doesn't matter, originally this ghost forest was not used to deal with that Wen Zhong. I admit that it was my mistake this time. Fortunately, I got the news from the headquarters, otherwise I would have suffered a big loss this time.
"
Chen Zhanluo was naturally referring to the plan to let Chu Du go to Da'an to recover the radio. He did not expect that Mo Sheng was actually killed by Wen Zhong. Although he did not know the specific process, Mo Sheng's death was a fact, which made him
For the first time, he began to look squarely at this junior.
"Chu Du, I'll increase the stakes." After a moment of silence, Chen Zhanluo said, "I'll give you two more ghost candles and two tons of gold. You can go to Da'an to recover that radio now."
Hearing this, Chu Du sneered: "Humph, what else are you recycling? Maybe he has died in that ghost forest."
"That's right." Chen Zhanluo said, "But people may die, but ghosts cannot."