Chapter 20 The Ghost Resurrects
Time goes back to when Marriott answered the phone.
“You are saying that he joined a non-governmental organization, but that organization reported it to the headquarters, so the information about the ghost masters in that club was encrypted?”
“Yes, The Ghost Controller Club in Dayang City is different from other cities. There are three Ghost Controllers in that club, all of them are women, and because Because the former person in charge, Wang Fugui, was more of a support person in terms of his ghost abilities, he established some cooperative relations with that club. "
"When the two sides encounter supernatural events that cannot be handled, they will offer each other a price to help, and Dayang City is the same. Because it has been relatively stable and there have been no major supernatural incidents.”
After looking at the information sent by Wang Hongman, Wanhao also gained some understanding of this club.
According to the latest Nange Club information uploaded by Team Wang, Xia Xia is on the verge of being resurrected as a ghost. What is the purpose of sending her a letter at this time?
Help her suppress the ghost’s resurrection?
But can the weak supernatural power in this letter help people suppress the evil ghost and revive it?
Wan Hao couldn't figure out the purpose of the letter from the post office for a moment. He was wondering whether to contact Xia Xia first.
After all, the former head of Team Wang has a good cooperative relationship with their club. If he can maintain this relationship, it will be a helper for him to deal with supernatural incidents in the future.
Thinking about Marriott dialing the number named Xia Xia, there was a busy tone on the phone and Xia Xia was not on the server.
"Are you dealing with some supernatural incident?"
Marriott just encountered this situation last night. The phone was disconnected at the ghost post office.
Without further contact, Marriott planned to go directly to the villa to stay. After all, the letter said it would be delivered to the owner of the villa, but if there was no need to go there, there was no need for the post office to mention the villa.
Thinking of Wan Hao, he dialed Wei Ying's phone number.
"I found the place. It's in Dayang City. I'll book a flight for you. You can come by plane. Time is a bit tight. I'm afraid you won't be able to make it if you use other means of transportation."
"Thank you, uncle police. ."
Marriott: .
"Call me Brother Hao"
"Brother Hao."
"That's it for now, I'll contact you via WeChat later."
After hanging up the phone, Marriott asked Wang Hongman to book a flight for Wei Ying. If this kind of thing was done by the headquarters, it would be It’s much faster and eliminates a lot of procedures.
Wang Hongman didn't talk about this and that like Liu Jiaojiao, and basically never refuted Wan Hao. The two of them got along quite well for a short period of time.
However, there was no plane flying to Dayang City immediately at that time. The fastest was two hours later, and Wei Ying arrived in Dayang City four hours later.
After receiving Wei Ying, Marriott rushed to the Jusong Villa area without stopping.
"Is this the place where the letter is sent?" Wei Ying said looking at the sign in front of Villa No. 4.
"This is the right place. Let's wait here for a few hours. I haven't been able to contact the owner of this villa, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to squat."
The villa area has been put under martial law, and Wanhao was worried about any accidents, so he asked Jiang Hong to transfer some people. Now there are only Wanhao and Wei Ying in the villa area.
If you want to come in, you have to prove your identity first. Today, only Xia Xia can enter the villa area!
This is the power of a city leader!
Wanhao is now enjoying the feeling brought by this kind of power. In the past, he was just a small gangster in the city. Although he was somewhat famous in the area, how could he compare with a city leader?
The two of them had been waiting at the door of Villa No. 4, and the sky began to get dark.
At this time, Marriott's cell phone rang. He glanced at the note and saw that it was the criminal police officer who had been transferred to assist. In order to facilitate contact with Marriott, he and the man exchanged phone numbers.
"The powerful team, a sports car broke in directly, the license plate was confirmed, it is the person named Xia Xia!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, Marriott heard the roar of the sports car.
"Get out of the way!"
Hearing the sound of the engine roaring like a wild beast, Wanhao quickly pulled Wei Ying aside. As soon as he hid in the corner, he saw a sports car speeding towards him.
Then there was a screeching sound of braking, and the wheels of the sports car rubbed against the ground, emitting a burst of white smoke. However, the car directly hit the wall of the villa. The wall collapsed instantly, and the sports car continued to move forward and hit the villa. .
The sports car stopped at this time. The front of the car was directly hit and dented, the windshield was completely shattered, and one of the tires rolled crookedly towards the Marriott.
The car door was violently torn open, that's right!
The long nails pierced the car door and tore it open like tofu.
A woman with muddy clothes and disheveled hair got out of the car. Wan Hao felt a coldness on her body, which was the aura of a ghost!
The feeling between similar people also made the woman discover Wanhao. She turned her head and glanced at Wanhao.
Although the woman's face was a little rosy, Wan Hao still recognized this person as Xia Xia and walked towards her.
Then Xia Xia had no time to pay attention to Marriott, she wanted to go to the safe house in the villa!
However, as soon as she took a step forward, she fell directly to the ground. The car crash just now broke one of her kneecaps, and coupled with the painful torture of the ghost's resurgence, Xia Xia fell to the ground and was shaking. Cramps all over.
“Her ghost has revived!”
Wan Hao could see something was wrong with Xia Xia just by looking at him. For a moment, he didn’t know whether to lean on the scriptures or stay away. He stretched out his hand to stop the follower. Wei Ying in the back.
"You are already at the place. You don't have much to do next. You go back first and tell the police outside not to come in and seal this place!"
Wei Ying couldn't bear to see Xia Xia's miserable condition.
“She was hit like this, don’t we call an ambulance first?”
“Execute the order!”
Marriott didn’t explain much and opened the door after finishing speaking He took out the backpack behind him and took out the gold body bag.
Worried about Xia Xia's sudden death and Li Gui's resurrection, Wan Hao dared not approach until he was fully prepared. Wei Ying also stayed away obediently and went to notify the criminal police.
"The letter says that if she dies in Xia Xia's hands, the mission may fail. I can't hesitate any longer!"
Wan Hao strode forward and came to Xia Xia's side.
Xia Xia also saw Wanhao and knew that he was a ghost controller, so she tried her best to squeeze out a few words through her teeth.
"Let's go. I'm awake"
After saying that, Xia Xia didn't say anything anymore. At this time, her whole body was in pain. The ghost she was controlling was Ghost Nail. At this time, Ghost Nail was restless. , the pain from her fingers to her heart almost broke her teeth.
Wan Hao took out the letter from the ghost post office and put it in Xia Xia's hand with strange scarlet nails.
The letter shattered instantly when it came into contact with Xia Xia, turning into pieces of paper and ash and dissipating. Wan Hao watched this scene tightly. He wanted to know what the letter was for!
Is it helping to control the ghosts or does it have some unknown function?
Xia Xia's eyes widened instantly, and a clicking sound came from her mouth.
Her teeth were broken
When the letter came into contact with her, her ghost nails instantly revived and immediately took her life away!
The body quickly became gray and decayed, and in just a few seconds it looked like a long-dead corpse!
The eyes were numb and hollow, cold and strange, without any trace of the spirit of a living person. (End of this chapter)