Chapter 258 Plan
Two hours later, Lin Yuanqing turned off the computer in a happy mood, and at this time, the phone rang.
Picked it up and saw that it was Confucius. No wonder it was connected so punctually.
"Brother Lin, I found the information you asked for, but it may be a little long ago." Confucius said directly without any nonsense.
As he spoke, the sound of typing on the keyboard became fierce for a moment, while the code on Lin Yuanqing's phone was running crazily, and a page gradually popped up.
It was a very old newspaper. It recorded some things, but it was in foreign language that Lin Yuanqing couldn't understand.
The sound of tapping on the keyboard continued, and the words on the newspaper were gradually extracted and translated into Chinese characters.
Lin Yuanqing looked at the date and saw that this newspaper was from twenty years ago, when this body was not even born yet.
Looking down, it seems to be a folk legend, but its carrier is a newspaper, which undoubtedly adds a bit of authenticity to it.
Putting aside the nonsense, the main content of the newspaper is: (The strange black fog came that day, as if the passage to hell was opened, and the evil spirits came out, bringing terror to this world. of disaster, no one knew who provoked Satan, but everyone knew he was angry)
The description in this passage is quite interesting. This thing should be in the West. After all, in Chinese mythology, hell belongs to King Yama, not Satan.
Continue to read below. Basically, they are promoting the end of the world, or asking everyone to kneel down to the black mist, and beg the Lord of Hell for forgiveness. It is all nonsense.
This kind of politically incorrect newspaper could only be reported by unscrupulous reporters in the West during that time period. If it were less than three years ago, would you like to know?
There is another picture at the end, but it is black and white. Nothing can be seen, it is just a large area of darkness.
"Is this the only thing?" Lin Yuanqing asked.
Confucius didn't reply. He continued to operate the keyboard where he was, and windows popped up one after another, containing newspapers and posts.
But basically all of them are from foreign countries, and there are none from China.
And the above remarks are similar. They all talk about disasters and asking God for forgiveness. However, there are one or two normal ones, which should be official newspapers.
However, these things are all classified as factory leaks or something. Anyway, the answers are very perfunctory and have no meaning of explanation.
"Is there no one from China?" Lin Yuanqing asked.
"There were none at that time, but after that time, there were no similar legends or newspapers." Confucius answered seriously.
After almost three hours of searching, he was sure of the result of his search.
"Then there's no need to check. Try our best to find paper money, coffin nails, and copper coins, these three supernatural items." Lin Yuanqing frowned and said after thinking.
He felt that there was no need to stare at Jiang Chao. In fact, whether he was a human or a ghost had little to do with Lin Yuanqing. What he wanted was just a puzzle. As for whether Jiang Chao would lose control, it had nothing to do with him.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yuanqing made another call. It was still the top orderer. This time Lin Yuanqing did not plan to play with him, but said: "Send the plug-in link."
Since then, one of Ionia's Tolstos has completely disappeared.
America, Washington, a hotel, eight o'clock in the evening.
"The target has entered the hotel, and the room he stayed in is directly above you." Kongqiu's words suddenly came from the mobile phone.
Zhu Ying, who was still thinking about things, was awakened. She glanced up subconsciously, and then replied: "I know."
She did not act in a hurry; She opened the forum again and browsed some things on it. She had thought about the plan for this mission, and now she just needed to wait for the passage of time.
When the time jumped to twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhu Ying raised her head on time. She took the things she had prepared long ago and activated her ghost assassin ability. In an instant, she disappeared from the sight of others.
Feeling her current state, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and murmured: "Is this supernatural power? It's really powerful."
Ghost realm teleportation, her body The mission target appeared instantly.
Zhu Ying turned to look at the surrounding environment. Because they were only on the upper and lower floors, the layout of the two rooms was almost the same. She turned to look in one direction, where was the bedroom.
The supernatural activation of the ghost-covering eyes, under double concealment, unless it can affect the ability of reality, nothing can detect her, except of course Lin Yuanqing's ghost eyes.
The fluctuations in Zhu Ying's ghost realm flickered slightly, and she appeared in the bedroom instantly.
On the bed, a man and a woman were still asleep. She recalled the photo of the target person and confirmed that this person was Darnell Pat. As for the woman, it didn't matter!
She stepped forward. Under the influence of the ghost covering her eyes and the ghost assassin, even the sound of her footsteps disappeared. Even if the person on the bed was awake, they would never be able to notice it.
Beside the bed, Zhu Ying looked at the man on the bed quietly. The skin on her right hand was slightly cracked, and the green skeleton inside was looming, as if it would be exposed to the air at any time.
Zhu Ying's mission was not to kill him, but to get the banknote from him or his family, but the green skeleton was still exposed.
Zhu Ying swung her hand violently, and in an instant a head was neatly cut off from the person's body. Because the speed was fast enough and blocked by the pillow, the severed head this time was still well connected to the person's body. On the body, only traces of blood stained the sheets red.
Zhu Ying's face was pale. This was her first time killing someone. The fear in her heart and her rejection of killing made her want to escape from here, but thinking of her own purpose, she held back.
After cutting off the woman's head, she gently placed a piece of paper she had prepared beside Darnell Pat's pillow, then activated her ghost domain ability and replied instantly. own room.
Yes, what she killed was not her target, but the woman next to her target. This was what she just thought of.
The original plan was just to put the note next to Darnell Pat's pillow. This means that someone can come to you unknowingly and add the words on the note. Content, she believed that there was a high chance that this task could be completed.
But after seeing the woman, Zhu Ying changed her plan. This was more of a deterrent and a much greater threat than just putting a note. I believe the effect would be better.
But Zhu Ying feels a little incredible now. Is that person really a ghost master? Why is it so different from what Han Chi described? Aren't the ghost masters all extremely vigilant guys? Although her movements were small, the ghost controller shouldn't have no reaction at all, right?
Zhu Ying thought so and asked. She told what she had just experienced.
She seemed to be talking to the air, but in fact she was asking Confucius. After all, Confucius could hear the movement here. This was what she had agreed to before. (End of this chapter)