I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

How many tricksters are there on the current Blue Star?

No one can tell.

However, the Bureau of Conspiracy once did a simple statistic.

At least in Yanlong Kingdom, the ratio of tricksters to appear is about one hundred thousand to one.

However, as more and more people enter the weird dungeon, more and more people come into contact with the weird.

The number of tricksters is still increasing.

With so many tricksters, it is impossible to completely restrain them only by trickery.

Therefore, the Bureau of Conspiracy's attitude towards them is generally to treat them as ordinary people as long as they do not touch the law.

There is one exception.

That is some overly powerful tricksters.

They may be normal temporarily, but once the weirdness on their bodies gets out of control, they have the ability to cause large-scale damage in a short period of time.

The Bureau's standard for this is .

As long as the high-level obsession is above, it must be strictly monitored.

As for the direction, the characteristics displayed by that mysterious person far exceeded the minimum standard!

Song Mingqiang and Li Zheng were very anxious at this time.

Even regardless of being in the scope of the city circle, he mobilized his own weirdness and further increased his speed.

They want to catch up with Yang Shou.

"The direction he left should be the road!"

The two gritted their teeth, crossed the forked roads, and chased in the direction where the sound of traffic was most obvious.

A few minutes later, a spacious road appeared in front of us.

"Where are people?"

The two stood on the side of the road with ugly faces, scanning the bustling traffic,

The man they were looking for was gone.

"Did you leave by car?"

"Own car, or...

Song Mingqiang looked a little farther away, and a taxi was gradually accelerating, as if it had just picked up passengers nearby.

He tried to sense, but he didn't find any strange aura in that car.

But, thinking of just now, even if Yang Shou was right in front of their eyes, they didn't notice it.

Song Mingqiang didn't dare to be careless, and quickly wrote down the license plate number of the taxi.

"You suspect that car?"

Li Zheng asked next to him.

Song Mingqiang nodded solemnly, "I'll call the Public Security Bureau and ask them to set up a card to intercept them in the name of investigating drunk driving and speeding."

"And then?" Li Zheng asked suddenly, "It's true that he is in this car, what should we do?"

"Bring back to the Conspiracy Bureau first." Song Mingqiang said without hesitation.

Li Zheng glanced at him, "Who will take it? We will take it?"

"Are you aware of what level of trickster this is?"

Song Mingqiang's tone was stagnant, and he was speechless for a long time.

"This matter is beyond the scope of what the two of us can handle." Li Zheng continued: "I suggest contacting the chief butcher immediately."

"Actually, I think it's a good thing that we didn't catch up."

"If he really is some killer, what do you think will happen if we catch up?"

"At least he's fierce!"

The sound of car horns on the road sounded one after another, and cars whizzed by.

Song Mingqiang calmed down a lot.

But when he thought of the mysterious man who had met and spoken before turning his head and then forgot his appearance, he felt only chills in his heart.

Compared with bloody and terrifying methods.

This inadvertent ability to make people feel hairy is even more terrifying.

The opponent's strength far exceeds them.

The strangeness that resides on the body may be regarded as the most terrifying source of weirdness in most dungeons.

Thinking about it now, if he had discovered the strangeness at that time, would he dare to point out the identity of the other party's trick sender?

Song Mingqiang imagined it for a while, even he himself didn't know it!

Sighing, he took out his phone.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

"There are too many powerful and strange ones. The Weird Bureau, is it really capable of saving the Yanlong Kingdom in the Weird Era?"

Open the address book and find the director's phone number.

Press the call key to make a call.

"Xiao Song, what's the matter?"

Butcher's voice came from the phone.

Hearing this voice, Song Mingqiang suddenly lifted his spirits.

Maybe they tricksters aren't that strong.

But as long as the director is there, at least Jinghai will never be able to make trouble!

"Director, we have found a very scary regiment reporter.

"The strength is unknown, and the position is unknown, but the place where he appeared is a village in the city where Jinghai murderers appear most frequently!"

"I request that the entire city be dispatched immediately to lock down his location and identity."

"The action level is higher than the evil level!"

The butcher's voice was full of surprise:

"So you found the big fish?"

"Could it be the high level of the death forum?"

"Is there any more specific clues?"

"Yes!" Song Mingqiang immediately reported the license plate number of the taxi just now, and then emphasized:

"If the location of this car is confirmed, please ask the chief to lead a team to intercept it."

"The target possesses a singular ability to blur the memory of others."

"Like Li Zheng and I, we saw him a few minutes ago, but we quickly forgot what he looked like."

"In my estimation, only the chief can resist this situation.

"What?" The butcher's originally calm tone suddenly became horrified: "He can make you blur your memory?"

"right."

Song Mingqiang and Li Zheng looked at each other, knowing that the director also understood the horror of this person.

This kind of ability is by no means a strange obsession, or even something that can be controlled by ordinary evil spirits.

"Director, when will you act?"

"Where should Li Zheng and I go to meet you?"

Song Mingqiang took the initiative to ask.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, with no action. work

"You go about what you're going to do normally, and leave (ccfd) alone with this person."

Song Mingqiang was shocked, thinking that what he said was not clear enough, he quickly emphasized:

"Director, it involves the ability to modify memory!"

"This is not something ordinary evil spirits can do!"

"Based on this, no matter what his position is, whether he is good or evil, he must be under the strict monitoring of our Conspiracy Bureau."

The butcher's voice is weary:

"This person doesn't need to be monitored?"

Song Mingqiang was a little unwilling, and asked:

"Why? Director, don't you realize how terrible he is?"

"No, it's because you didn't realize how terrible he is!" On the phone, the butcher said firmly.

Song Mingqiang and Li Zheng were a little dazed.

"Our Bureau of Conspiracy is strong."

"But in essence, we are just cooperating with weirdness, and maybe at some point, we will also be swallowed by weirdness.

"Compared with a real strong man, such strength is simply not enough."

On the phone, the butcher spoke word by word, revealing a trace of inexplicable weakness in his tone.

In Song Mingqiang's and Li Zheng's impressions, their bureau chief had always had no scruples, and it could even be said that he was bold, and he didn't take the weirdness seriously at all.

It was the first time for them to hear the butcher say such a thing.

The two became more and more terrified. What happened to the director?

"Listen to me, don't worry about that person."

"He's not you, he's not me, he's not someone our Bureau of Conspiracy can keep close to."

"Perhaps, He is really the god of the weird age!"

Song Mingqiang and Li Zheng were completely stunned.

What kind of existence did they meet just now?

At the Jinghai Conspiracy Investigation Bureau, the butcher hung up the phone and was silent for a long time.

He, who has always been domineering, seemed a little melancholy at this moment.

"Xiao Song and the others, did they meet that one?"

Lu Wang was sitting opposite the butcher, and based on the butcher's reaction and answer, he guessed what it was.

"Yes." The butcher nodded.

"You really decided not to tell the director general about his appearance?" Lu Wang asked again.

The butcher nodded again, his eyes flashed with determination.

"Only I have fought against him... that should be considered a fight?"

"His horror, I know all too well."

"That black ocean, just approaching it may bring destruction."

"As an example."

"A child suddenly discovered that a strong auspicious hide had entered the room.

"For children, the best choice is to pretend not to know."

"Instead of approaching, questioning, trying to persuade, or even subdue the other party!"

"The gap between us and him is far greater than the gap between a child and the perpetrator!"

"He...no, He, is a waking god!"

Lu Wang was silent, and after a while, he replied:

"I understand your painstaking efforts."

"Perhaps, we can only pretend that we didn't find him."

The butcher breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that he would not be able to convince Lu Wang.

"That's good."

Lu Wang got up, "I'll tell the other team members again, lest they don't know the seriousness of the matter.

"good."

"Um."

Opening the door of the office, Lu Wang walked out and walked through the corridor.

When he was about to go downstairs, he stopped suddenly, and said to himself:

"Butcher, you are right."

"Our relationship with him, the gap, is like the situation of a child and a perpetrator in a room.

"Under normal circumstances, you should pretend that you don't know anything."

"But what if, outside the room, there is a real criminal at the door, ready to break in?"

"I don't know which of them is more terrifying."

"But always try."

"Even if it is possible to be directly killed by the perpetrator."

He took out his mobile phone and made a call:

"Director General, I'm Lu Wang."

"He is in Jinghai.".