Chapter 300: The Headquarters' Condemnation
Dajing City, Headquarters!
Bump!
"You bastard, you are so lawless. As a captain, you actually let go and commit massacre! Does he still take the headquarters seriously?" After hearing Wei Jing's report, Cao Yanhua slammed the table and said Swear loudly.
After scolding, he slowly calmed down his anger. Now is not the time to find responsibility, but to think about how to solve this matter.
He turned to look at Sun Rui's operator next to him and said, "Let Zhao Huanhuan contact Lin Yuanqing and ask him what's going on with that post office?"
After saying that, without pausing, Cao Yanhua turned to look at Wei Jing again. , asked: "Can you solve that painting?"
"Yes!" Wei Jing thought for a moment and said affirmatively.
Just now, he just wanted to save Sun Rui's life, so he didn't imprison the painting. After all, Gui Cha's mindless suppression was incomprehensible.
"Then let's go! Don't let the incident continue to expand!" Cao Yanhua said and put his hand on his forehead. There were still many things for him to deal with.
Wei Ding nodded, his body flashed with black light, and he disappeared instantly.
“Contact Professor Wang and Mr. Qin!” Cao Yanhua hesitated for a moment and then said the last name!
“Okay, wait!”
Dahan City, above!
Wei Jing was suspended here and looked at the casualties all over the ground. The ordinary people shrouded in the black world, without exception, all died.
Their eyes were all white, their bodies were stiff and they just lay on the ground, making no sound anymore.
Wei Jing closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see the scene below.
That's half the urban area, how dare he.
The huge black world is still moving, and the direction it moves is the suburbs, not the urban area. This can be very difficult. Good to reduce casualties!
Wei Jing's ghost realm flashed past, and he came to the front of the black world in an instant. The ghost realm belonging to ghosts erupted, and all the people in front of the black world were teleported away.
After that, Wei Jing returned to the sky again, quietly waiting for this black world to leave.
Time passed minute by minute, and there were no casualties. Although the oil painting that had absorbed the ghost blood would lose control and kill people indiscriminately.
But there is also a condition, which is the ghost realm. As long as you are touched by the ghost realm, you will die instantly.
Gradually the black world left Dahan City, and Wei Jing did not delay any longer. There would be no more casualties in the battle here.
Kizashi's unique ghost realm, accompanied by extreme speed, slammed into the black world.
As Wei Jing expected, there was no collision between the ghost realm and his ghost realm easily integrated into that world.
The four supernatural powers of suppression, curse, mortality, and penetration were instantly blessed on Wei Jing's body.
The feeling of carrying a heavy burden came back. Wei Jing landed slowly. This was forced!
He raised his head and looked ahead. A black figure paused there. He slowly turned around and looked here with an expressionless face.
Wei Jing knows that the battle is about to begin!
In the unknown space, Lin Yuanqing estimated the time and thought it was almost time. He glanced at Chu Huachao and found that his precognition had not been triggered.
Without any hesitation, Lin Yuanqing released this unknown space, and he and Chu Huachao instantly appeared in the outside world.
"Captain Lin, did we cause this?" Chu Huachao was a little silent. He asked slowly while looking at the corpses everywhere.
Lin Yuanqing also looked around but did not reply. There was no guilt or self-blame in his feelings. Looking at the casualties he had caused, he felt nothing in his heart.
Human nature.
Chu Huachao was silent again. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression.
Lin Yuanqing looked at the black world. Although it was far away from here, he could still see it clearly.
It seems that someone is already taking care of it.
As he thought, a black light appeared on his body and disappeared instantly with Chu Huachao.
A few seconds later, Daming City, villa.
Black brilliance descended here, and two young people emerged from it.
"Mr. Lin, phone!" Duan Yuanfu, who was sitting on the sofa, saw the black light and immediately handed over the weird-looking mobile phone he was holding.
Lin Yuanqing frowned slightly. He thought for a moment and thought: It's probably from the headquarters.
Take it, put it through!
"I am Lin Yuanqing!" Lin Yuanqing said lightly.
"Deputy Minister Cao. The call is connected." Zhao Huanhuan's voice sounded, but he was not talking to Lin Yuanqing, but calling Cao Yanhua.
Lin Yuanqing didn't speak and just waited quietly.
On the phone, there was a steady sound of footsteps walking this way. It sounded like he was in a hurry.
"Lin Yuanqing, what's going on at that post office? Why are ghosts released? Do you know how many people were injured or killed in Dahan City?" Cao Yanhua roared into the phone, and it was clear that he was very angry.
Lin Yuanqing’s mind was racing: The ghost painting incident in Dahan City had a huge impact, and an explanation must be given to the headquarters, otherwise
He thought of Yang Jian who was different from the past, Wei Jing who gave him a sense of threat, Liu San, Wei Jing, whom he had never met, and a series of other captains.
The most important thing is that Mr. Qin always gives him a sense of oppression!
These people are the reasons that prompted Lin Yuanqing to give an explanation. He is not strong enough!
"Didn't Sun Rui report it?" There was nothing unusual in Lin Yuanqing's tone, still the familiar indifference.
"I have reported it, but I need an explanation for the incident in Dahan City!" Cao Yanhua's tone softened slightly, but everyone could hear the anger in his tone.
"Ghost Post Office, level , like creating a file.
"I know this, Sun Rui has already reported it!" Cao Yanhua's tone softened again, but his tone was still harsh.
Lin Yuanqing's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a strange light in them. He said slowly: "Do you remember the ghost bus incident?"
"Why do you ask this?" Cao Yanhua frowned. He asked, but his tone had completely softened. This did not mean that he was not angry. An explanation was necessary and there must be a legitimate reason.
"One of the stops on the ghost bus is the cemetery! There are tens of thousands of graves inside. Wu Qing must have returned to the headquarters. I think you know the situation there better than I do." Lin Yuanqing said.
Cao Yanhua did not speak. He acquiesced in Lin Yuanqing's statement and waited for Lin Yuanqing's next words.
"This morning, my men captured several couriers, and their purpose was the cemetery!" Lin Yuanqing said slowly, which basically confirmed his innocence.
The cemetery is too dangerous! If it gets out of control, the consequences will be disastrous.
Even the whole world will enter an era of terror resurgence, and by then the world will really be in chaos.
“What?”
Although he had guessed when Lin Yuanqing talked about the cemetery, Cao Yanhua was still shocked by this incident. (End of this chapter)