The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 182 Finding a Burial Place for Himself
"Wen Zhong, the meeting will start in 30 seconds. There is no problem with you." Ling Jin's nervous voice came from the other end of the phone, and it was rare to hear such a nervous voice from her.

"I'm ready at any time." Wen Zhong said.

Soon the 30-second time went to zero, and the satellite phone signal was briefly cut off, then reconnected.

"Hello detective, I'm Yan Wenhua, the team leader of the Ghost Master Headquarters, and I'm also one of the main persons in charge of the thinking ghost incident in Da'an City. May I ask if you initiated this meeting to discuss issues related to the survival of Da'an City?"

In the temporary headquarters outside Da'an City, Yan Wenhua asked as calmly as possible.

"That's right, but it's not as serious as I said. I just want to confirm some things." Wen Zhong said.

"Well, if it's about the life and death of Da'an City, no matter how many questions you have, I can answer them for you." Yan Wenhua said straightforwardly.

"Thank you very much. Let me organize the language first. I am a little nervous to participate in this kind of meeting for the first time." Wen Zhong said.

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the meeting room, of course Yan Wenhua was no exception, this was actually his first formal contact with Wen Zhong.

Somewhat beyond his expectation, he could deduce from just a few words that the other party was different from the ghost masters he had come into contact with before, both in attitude and tone of voice.

"quiet."

A majestic voice sounded in the conference room. The moment the voice was heard, the originally playful conference room became silent again.

This is Minister Cao of the Ghost Master Headquarters. Although he is the deputy, in fact his power is almost the same as that of the minister.

"First of all, everyone who participated in the meeting should have heard about the thinking ghost incident, right? Basically all the archives have been given to you, and Professor Ochiai probably communicated with you."

Wen Zhong said: "Then I only have one question here, can I sacrifice the entire Da'an City to imprison this thinking ghost?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again. Some people even suspected that there was something wrong with their ears. What is the problem?How could Wen Zhong, who is an Interpol, ask such a question?

"Are you kidding, ghost master Wen Zhong, please pay attention to your wording, your duty is to do everything to protect the safety of Da'an City, not to use him as a bargaining chip on the gambling table."

Sure enough, as soon as Wen Zhong's words fell, someone roared impatiently.

The man who spoke was a man with a very low voice, his tone was full of anger and righteousness.

"Wenzhong Criminal Police, please explain what you said just now. This is not something I can cover up as a joke." It was Cao Yanhua who spoke, and his tone was also a bit stiff.

"Well, if you want to completely solve the supernatural incident in Da'an City, you need to solve two prerequisites..."

"It's contact and detention, right?" Cao Yanhua said.

"Minister Cao is right." Wen Zhong said with a smile: "It is not a big problem to detain thinking ghosts now. I have my own means, and the more important thing is to solve the problem of contact."

"But to be honest, I can also solve the problem of contacting Li Gui. I have my own plan, but its chance of success is not very high, which is why I initiated this meeting."

Wen Zhong took a deep breath and continued: "Once my plan fails, Da'an City will immediately turn into a restricted area for living people, which will definitely lead to a disaster ten times worse than it is now, so I can't afford to do this for a long time. Decide."

"So what do you mean?" Cao Yanhua said.

"It's very simple. I need the headquarters to make this decision for me. After all, it is related to the lives and deaths of millions of people. I think it is better for the headquarters to make the decision. After all, it is the headquarters." Wen Zhong said in every headquarters. Accented.

silence.

long silence.

Everyone in the meeting felt a headache, and some people were even considering whether to take the opportunity to hang up the phone. Wen Zhong almost typed the words of finding a blamer on the public screen.

"Okay, that's the end of my words. It's ten o'clock in the evening. I hope you can give me an accurate answer before four o'clock in the morning. I'll recharge my batteries and sleep for a while."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong cut off the communication neatly.

"Well, I'll leave it to them to have a headache." Wen Zhong stretched himself, he didn't care what those people thought, at least they didn't have to go to Da'an City to face the terrifying ghosts.

And he is really working hard for the city.

"Anyway, if the plan fails and dies, at least my family and friends won't be embarrassed by the headquarters." Wen Zhong laughed at himself, really helpless.

In the past, he had to face helpless choices by himself. This time he chose to throw the choice to the headquarters and let them feel it. As for whether the headquarters will agree, Wen Zhong doesn't have to worry at all.

Most definitely.

Because the knife was not on their necks.

And no country will give up a city, even if there is, it must not be them. This is not just a matter of face, but more like a different kind of competition.

"Okay, all the preparations have been done, and it's time to find a burial place for myself."

In fact, it is safest to carry out the suicide plan in this safe house, but people will have selfishness, and he doesn't want to implicate his friends because of his own death.

As for the place where the plan will be implemented, he has already thought about it.

"Fang Diyuan, although the two of us haven't known each other for a long time, this is undoubtedly a bad relationship." Wen Zhong's eyes wandered out of the window, "Yangyiguan, let's choose here."

A person quietly walked out of the safe house, looking at the room where the lights were still on, there was a slight ripple in his heart, how could he still retain the emotions of so many living people after controlling three ghosts, most of the time he was in the It's just a disguise.

He didn't want to be a ghost. If he had a choice, he still wanted to be a carefree college student.

"Dawn is the most hopeful time of the day. I don't know if I can witness the next dawn."

Wen Zhong got into the car and drove slowly towards Liangyi Temple, where he had already made sure that no one was there, it was quiet enough and the scenery was good, it was definitely enough to use it as his burial place.

Along the way, the vehicle bumped, and the closer you got to the city center, the more human silhouettes surged in the dark haze around the city center.

Wen Zhong didn't stop the car. Everything in the outside world has nothing to do with him at the moment. He only cares about one thing now, and that is how to make a good bet with this damned fate.

(End of this chapter)