Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Fatty Sun stopped and said to him with a smile, "I will die together? Don’t be kidding me. It’s not that I said, we can’t control you when you are a human being. If you become a ghost, you will be within our scope of work. . You first think about it, do you die with us now, or you will die with us after you become a ghost?" Fatty Sun’s words made the old man almost spit out blood: "Who are you?" Fatty Sun said haha. "My surname is Niu," she pointed at me, "His surname is Ma, can I be more specific?"

At this time, the old man's facial features have shifted, and the experience tonight is enough for him to digest for the rest of his life. But after a while, the old man's expression of horror changed and became savage. I seemed to hear someone say a word before. After extreme fear, I became angry. I don't know if the old man is like this. However, I did not give him a chance to express his anger. While the old man’s attention was on Fat Sun, I raised my hand and knocked down the old man’s pistol. Almost at the same time, Xiong Wanyi also shot the stick. His swing stick hit the old man's forehead. The old man didn't even hum, was knocked unconscious on the spot, and fell to the ground on his back.

I took a look at the old man’s injuries and found that he couldn’t die, but a concussion couldn’t run away steadily. After 80% healed, there would still be some sequelae (such as mobility impairments). Fatty Sun watched Xiong Wanyi pick up the swing stick, and said, "Bear stuff, I didn't say you, he has no guns, you still have such a heavy hand?"

"Nonsense, Fatty Sun, do I know that Lazi will shoot at this time?" Xiong Wanyi glared at Fatty Sun, and continued, "It was you who was facing his muzzle just now. If Lazi didn't shoot, I will be one second later. If you do it, you won’t hear your nonsense now.” Fatty Sun didn’t mean to receive this life-saving grace: “Then don’t start your head, you’ll be a thug.” Xiong Wanyi’s face was a little ugly, and his voice was slightly lowered. , Said bitterly: "I just aim to fight!"

In a blink of an eye, the trio of Uncle Nephew were all lying on the ground. We can't figure out what to do with these three people. After cleaning up the mess, I took out the phone and dialed the number of Monk Xiao, looked at the camera above my head and said, "Master Xiao, what do these three people do?" There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and finally the voice of Consultant Xiao came. : "Since you got in the car, don't go down. You watch these three live treasures walking together. Go to the place and ask you what Director Gao should do. It's a long time to live and you can meet everything. I specialize I’ve been working for a lifetime, and I’ve never encountered anyone who dared to kill a ghost.

Fatty Sun was listening to the content of the phone with his ears erected. He heard Monk Xiao turning off the phone. He snatched my phone over: "Don’t hang up, Master Xiao, it’s not me. What kind of broken train, it doesn’t matter how fast you drive a bike, and now there are outsiders coming up, we don’t notice it at all. The polling bureau can even afford airplanes, so it’s not bad to have a decent train. ?"

"Little fat man, you really dare to speak. Have you ever seen a private jet, have you heard of a private train? This train was eliminated by the Ministry of Railways. It was originally going to be returned to the stove, but was borrowed by your Director Gao." Monk Xiao had no temper with Fatty Sun, and he hadn't spoken loudly except when he had scolded him once in the car before. Consultant Xiao continued to explain to Fatty Sun, "The scale of this operation is too large to be transported by car, and with so many souls gathered together, it is inevitable that some hostility will be left in the train. This train is not suitable for continued use. That’s why I borrowed such a train that will be destroyed soon after completing this mission. And in such a short period of time, it’s not easy to transform it into this way. Well, I’ve talked enough with you guys. There is nothing more to say, what else do you want to know, ask Fatty Gao when you get to the ground in a while."

Fatty Sun still couldn't figure it out and wanted to continue to inquire, but the monk Xiao on the phone had already hung up. He could only return the phone to me, and Xiong Wanyi had already gathered the three people who had passed out with a few others over there, and separated them from the souls. At this time, the charm that was rubbed off by Xiong Wanyi was redrawn by Simon Chain. The souls in the carriage have also returned to their previous state, as they were when they first entered the carriage, with their heads down and their eyes fixed on their feet.

The train continued to move forward. I don't know if it was my illusion. After the incident of the robbers, the train seemed to be a little faster, but our destination seemed to be far away. Seeing that the time was about to pass twelve o'clock, the train didn't mean to stop at all.

Not only Fatty Sun and I, but other investigators in the carriage also began to lose their patience. Xiong Wanyi just came over and did not go back. He sat in the seat next to him, looking at the hundreds of souls in front of him, and turned his face to me and said, "Hey, looking at this posture, I’m afraid I won’t get to the place tomorrow morning, Consultant Xiao Didn’t you say where our destination is?"

I shook my head and said, "He didn't mention the destination, but I guess it will take a while. How can the ghost gate be reached so easily?" Then, I looked at the three lying on the floor. The nephew said, "Old Xiong, has the polling bureau encountered such a thing before? How do you usually deal with it?"

Xiong Wanyi entered the polls several years earlier than Fatty Sun and I. He is considered an old man. He followed my gaze and glanced at the three nephews and said: "There have been several similar incidents. Don’t do it, let the person say it. Lazi, you know, but all these things are more fascinating, and more false. After being passed a few times, they become n versions. No one says it. Believe it. A few months after it was passed on, the true story turned out to be false. But today, the three men seem to be going to prison to pass it on."

Fatty Sun listened for a while with interest, and said to Xiong Wanyi: "Xiong's stuff, you said you would send a dead ghost to the ghost gate, why do you have to choose today? Shouldn't the July 14th Orchid Meeting be the right day?" Xiong Wanyi looked at Looking at Fat Sun, he smiled and said: "Fatty Sun, you are talking about the Ghost Festival. At that time, there were ghosts and ghosts all over the place. I was told by the Yin Division. As for why I chose today, I guess it is because today’s sacrifice to the stove, the Yin Division and the ghost servants also have to go to the temple to eat and worship. Relatively speaking, it is easier to find out."

Speaking of Yinsi Guichai, I suddenly remembered the dark human-shaped mist when Yang Xiao’s wife was reincarnated last time. After it was sucked away by Yang Xiao’s puppet, I still don’t know what happened. If they are the evil ghosts, apart from the strange appearance, there is nothing surprising about them.