Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 72
In the research room.

Looking at a red candle in the box on the table that seemed to be held in the palm of his hand, Lin Fan asked knowingly:
"what is this?"

Wang Xiaoming, who had just finished wrangling with the headquarters, put down the phone, looked up, and there was a hint of joy hidden in his voice.

"A man-made supernatural prop. We named it the ghost candle. Lighting it can temporarily drive away the ghosts around. The burning speed of the ghost candle is linked to the horror of the ghost. You need to grasp this when you use it."

While speaking, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that Lin Fan's curiosity about the ghost candle was a bit fake, it was more of a feeling of disgust for "this is it", but this thing just now It is impossible for news to leak out soon after it is developed.

Putting aside this strange illusion for a while, Wang Xiaoming poured himself a cup of black tea, sat in the armchair and said, "I've fallen in love with drinking tea recently, but it's different from the people in the headquarters. I just want to refresh myself. Do you want a cup?"

The one surnamed Wang also has this hobby, I thought you were in the lab every day... Lin Fan looked weird.

He nodded, then thought about the call just now, and said with interest: "What is the attitude of the headquarters towards your proposal? This ghost rain incident is not considered an emergency, and there must be some mistakes in the middle. If it is handled properly, It is not too difficult to take this opportunity to enter the headquarters and gain real power."

The ghost rain incident is just a symptom.

What was involved later was the headquarters' inability to respond to emergencies. Wang Xiaoming wanted to use this opportunity to transform from a military adviser who could only provide some advice to a management with real power.

There are two difficulties in this. One is the covetousness from inside the headquarters. If Wang Xiaoming is at ease as a researcher who studies supernatural events and has achieved certain results, then they are definitely willing to follow him, but they actually intervene in their own cakes. Surely not.

The latter one is because Lin Fan's handling of supernatural events was too fast, and the scope of the Ghost Rain event did not reach the original peak, and the impact on ordinary people was not too great, which gave the headquarters room to maneuver.

"The headquarters agreed."

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of the mellow tea, Wang Xiaoming said with a blank expression: "I am now the special operations supervisor of the headquarters, and I can have some say in all large-scale supernatural events, which is equivalent to giving up my original commanding authority." , became justifiable.”

"It turned out to be like this, very reasonable."

Lin Fan was not surprised by such a result.

Zhao Jianguo and others may be a bit indecisive in dealing with some matters, but as the managers of the headquarters, they will not easily give up the right to speak, even if this person is Bruce Pi, who has made great contributions to the headquarters.

But it's a good start.

Lin Fan believes that Wang Xiaoming's method is enough to gain more voice in the fastest time. The future "Caesar Hotel Incident" in Zhongshan City and the "Starving Ghost" incident in Dachang City are good entry points.

There is someone surnamed Wang in Dajing City, so I can develop my own power in Dajiang City with peace of mind. Of course, I can’t recruit ghost masters from the headquarters on the bright side. It’s more reliable to train myself... Lin Fan also raised The teacup took a sip of tea, it was really good.

"I plan to go back today."

"Chen Mo's mental state test results have come out, and it's time to go back. Although he doesn't have a good impression of you, he won't do anything about it." Wang Xiaoming said with a half-smile.

"I originally suspected that he was also a ghost master, hiding some kind of purpose, but now it seems that this possibility is unlikely."

Lin Fan shook his head, not paying much attention.

In the erosion of ghost rain, ordinary people may be killed in an instant. Chen Mo's performance does not look like he is deliberately hiding his clumsiness. It should be just that he is suspicious. There are so many people in white coats , can't all be Song Kui's accomplices.

Before leaving.

He once again told Wang Xiaoming to pay more attention to the movement of Moments recently. After Song Kui lost the oily ghost, he would definitely not have the confidence to face Fang Shiming before. It is estimated that he will be dormant for a while, and the ghost scissors can be kept in his hands for the time being.

"Can you devour a ghost..."

Looking at Lin Fan's leaving figure, Wang Xiaoming stroked his chin thoughtfully, finally drank the remaining tea, and returned to the observation room in front of the laboratory to prepare materials and "white mice" to start the next round new experiment.

Li Jun, who was in charge of the protection work, just stood in the corner and watched all this silently, as if the conversation between the two had never happened. Maybe it was Wang Xiaoming's promise, or maybe it was because Lin Fan's strength was really terrifying. degree of selective blindness.

……

Leave the laboratory building.

Lin Fan didn't deal with other things, but went straight to the special airport with a golden coffin, which contained the oily ghost from Song Cry, and it was also one of the most valuable gains from this trip to Dajing City , is a ghost from a tattoo parlor.

He came to the airport in a special car.

The gate of the airport.

A man wearing a leather jacket had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Lin Fan getting out of the car and coming, he also cut off the cigarette he had just lit, with a complicated expression on his face.

Chen Yi said in an unnatural tone:

"Ghost rain...thank you."

"You're welcome, I took the money." Lin Fan shook the box in his hand, which contained three ghost candles, one from the headquarter's compensation for the ghost rain incident, and two small stoves that Wang Xiaoming opened for himself .

"No matter what, I owe you a favor." Chen Yi took a deep breath, and it was extremely difficult for him to say such words, "Next time I come to Dajing City, I will treat you well. Of course, it is best not to Come."

He thought of the supernatural events that followed in the past few days, and couldn't help shivering. It would be better if there were fewer such broom stars, and he wanted to live for two more years.

You won't say that when you are targeted by Song Kui... Lin Fan smiled incredulously, maybe it's the sympathy between the tool man and the tool man, his sense of Chen Yi is not bad, except for the dish , others are fine.

After bidding farewell to the person in charge of Dajing City who still had things to deal with, Lin Fan saw Shen Liang inside the airport again. This kid seemed to be here to pick up someone, and he also pretended to be polite when he was going back so soon.

"Lin Fan, are you going back to Dajiang City today?"

Shen Liang laughed.

Behind him was the ghost master named Guo Fan, who was staring at Lin Fan with a gloomy expression. As a member of the circle of friends, he knew that Fang Shiming was beaten by the boy in front of him that day, so he didn't dare to provoke him. .

"It's time to go back."

Looking at the plane landing not far away, Lin Fan asked casually, "Who are you waiting for here? Which person is in charge?"

"Haha, he's the person in charge of Dadong City. You probably don't know him. His name is Wang Chaling." Shen Liang's attitude was very humble. After the ghost rain incident, he really should put Lin Fan in a higher level of communication personnel. among.

Wang Chaling, three generations of the Wang family...

Lin Fan looked at the young man who got off the plane, his eyes were pensive, but he didn't say anything, and went straight to the special plane that picked him up.

The two just passed by.

And Wang Chaling, with a gentle smile on his face, just passed Lin Fan not far away, but his brows frowned a little bit, and four pale figures appeared beside him. One of the old men raised his head and looked at the person who disappeared in the corridor That person, blood and tears flowed from his pale pupils.

"Grandpa, you are..."

As the third generation of the Wang family who inherited the supernatural powers of the previous two generations of elders, this is the first time Wang Chaling has seen his grandfather react so differently to a stranger. identity.

Shen Liang, who was behind him, came up to meet him, stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome to Dajing City, Mr. Wang, you have worked hard all the way."

"You're welcome, Mr. Shen, it's my honor to be able to help the headquarters." Wang Chaling also extended his hand and shook it, asking casually as if curious, "By the way, the one who passed by just now is a newcomer." The ghost master from the headquarters?"

(End of this chapter)