Weird Regulator

When this magnificent hotel collapsed, should the 21 employees and 17 ghosts be buried together or find their own way out?

Ji Li leaned on a cane and looked at the last portrait of the tenth store calmly.

The identity of this blank portrait was mysterious. Others did not understand the meaning of the painting at all, but he knew very well that the empty painting should be a young man named Zhu.

The tenth store was as dead as dead.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and no one had appeared here, and even more than that.

Coming out of Villa No. 13 and returning to the store again, even the 17 ghost residents on the second floor were so quiet.

"This branch makes me very uncomfortable, but I can't tell where it caused it."

The third personality suddenly said this.

It changed again.

Ji Li came here twice today and felt completely different.

Half an hour ago, he felt the twilight air, no one but ghosts.

But half an hour later, he couldn't even sense the twilight air. Not only was there no one, but there were no ghosts left.

The entire tenth store seemed to be emptied and no longer existed in Ji Li's eyes.

"Hotel will?"

As the manager of the tenth store, Ji Li had the right to command will, but at this moment, no matter how he called, the male voice never spoke.

Not only the people and ghosts, but even the hotel will disappeared.

Even though Ji Li was so knowledgeable, he was helpless about it. He didn't know where the problem was.

So he started to walk floor by floor, pushing open doors one by one.

On the second floor, there were 17 ghosts, and it was empty.

On the third floor, there were 22 rooms, and there were no people.

Quan Liang and Cheng Ming seemed to have disappeared, wiped out by this world, and only Ji Li was left in the huge tenth store.

This is one of the ten branches of Tianhai. No matter how bad it is, it will never fall to this point.

Ji Li put his hand on the railing and looked down at the three-story hotel. The brown first floor floor was as clean as before, and the light could shine.

He vaguely saw his own shadow, reflected on the floor, swaying and seemingly there and not there.

"Could it be that I am the one with the problem?"

"Ding-ling-ling!"

At this moment, the phone in Ji Li's pocket suddenly buzzed. He picked up the phone and looked at the number from "Fang Shenyan" on it, and fell into deep thought.

He didn't think about this call, but he realized something.

This morning, before coming to the tenth store, he didn't bring his phone at all...

Didn't bring his phone...

Didn't bring...

"Manager?"

Suddenly, someone touched his shoulder behind him. Ji Li turned his head sharply and glanced back sharply.

Cheng Ming, who was holding a cup of coffee in his hand, was startled by this glance. The steaming coffee spilled on the back of his hand, and he jumped up and down because of the burn.

Cheng Ming cleaned his soaked sleeves while looking at Ji Li in confusion, and asked hurriedly:

"What's wrong, manager?"

In an instant, Fang Shenyan's call seemed to eliminate the abnormality.

Everything in the tenth store became extremely normal. The uneasiness in the ghost's heart disappeared. Then the clerks seemed to appear out of thin air. Several figures were seen on the first and third floors.

Ji Li seemed to understand.

He was affected by a ghost, maybe the one outside the window of the seventh branch before, or maybe the one outside the door of the tenth store, but he must have been tricked.

Nothing happens without meaning.

The twilight and dead air of the tenth store seemed like some kind of sign, which had been firmly imprinted in his heart, making him alert to some things in the future.

Ji Li took a deep look at Cheng Ming who was waiting for the answer, and answered the phone that had been ringing for a long time.

"I am Ji Li."

"Ji Li, I have something to tell you.

I'll wait for you at 'Jane Tea'."

Fang Shenyan only said this, but his tone was different from the past, and it seemed that it was something very serious, and even this matter could not be discussed in the hotel.

Ji Li frowned, put away his phone thoughtfully, looked at Cheng Ming opposite, walked up slowly, and whispered in his ear:

"Don't come back to the store these days.

The same thing, tell Quan Liang. You two just know about this, don't spread it."

Cheng Ming was stunned at first, but then his face changed, looking at Ji Li who was leaving, his eyes were indescribably shocked.

…

The last time Jane Tea received a Tianhai clerk was when the three store managers rescued Tongguan.

In the same room, at the same table, several people who sat there at the time are now gone.

When Ji Li pushed open the door, he saw Fang Shenyan hadn't sat down either, he was standing at the window smoking.

"Cough cough..."

Fang Shenyan was coughing, one more than the other, and it could only be delayed with each puff of cigarette.

When he turned his head, Ji Li saw a face with serious mental regression and red and swollen eyes.

Especially the right eye, he always felt that this eye was normal, but it gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Here we are, let's hurry up."

Fang Shenyan put out the cigarette, sat down, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a few times.

Ji Li frowned, his eyes never left him, and said in a deep voice:

"You seem to be sick."

Fang Shenyan drank a sip of boiled water on the table, took a few breaths, and responded calmly:

"That's the first thing I want to say."

Seeing that he was feeling very uncomfortable, Ji Li's eyes changed even more when he heard this. He also put a cigarette to his mouth and fell into silence.

"Ji Li, I'm dying."

He was very calm when he said this, as if he was talking about others, but perhaps with the indifference of a dying person.

"What are you talking about..."

Ji Li glanced up at him, took a deep breath of cigarette, and kept his head lowered while frowning tightly.

Fang Shenyan's throat seemed to be very uncomfortable, and he kept drinking water until he put down the cup and seemed to burst into laughter.

"It's true, I have lung cancer, it's in the final stage, and there's no way to save it.

The doctor said my heart would stop beating at any time. "

It is not known how many ghosts it has swallowed, and it is not known what its abilities are, but in short, there is one that can make living people close to it suffer from incurable diseases.

Commission tasks will become a turning point and watershed for many people and many branches.

It is like a pair of terrifying scissors of destiny, cutting off destiny and creating tragedy. Wang Dajui, Lu Caiwei, Chang Sheng, Huangfu Jiajia, Chen Jie, Shao Yongan...

These deaths are not the end, its impact continues.

Ji Li held the cigarette on his fingertips and finally raised his head to look at the man in front of him.

The relationship between them has always been delicate.

In too many of the most difficult and desperate times, they worked together, back to back, to carve out a way out.

But even so, it's not so much that they trust each other, but rather that they believe in each other's abilities.

This pair of people obviously have the best understanding of each other, but they have never been able to become true comrades-in-arms.

Personality is the biggest obstacle between them. Two people with cold nature are destined not to be friends.

However, when he said these words himself, Ji Li's hand holding Yan still trembled.

Fang Shenyan, who had rarely been injured, let alone sick, since entering the Seventh Branch, ended up suffering from lung cancer.

Even Ji Li had to believe that maybe this was fate.

"Is Tianhai's influence so weak?"

For the second thing, there was no need for Fang Shenyan to speak. Ji Li spoke about it on his behalf.

In theory, the diseases brought by the Devouring Ghost should be perfectly cured after the mission is completed, but this time it was obviously not possible.

This ghost is very strong, so strong that even Tianhai is unable to do anything.

"But it cannot be ruled out that it did help me cure it, but the seeds of cancer are still there and quickly sprouted again."

Fang Shenyan spoke calmly about this matter, and his attitude towards death has always been very indifferent.

Ji Li threw away the half-remaining cigarette and shook his head slightly:

"At this point, cancer will mostly affect your physical strength, and it may not have much impact on your final life and death."

Perhaps Fang Shenyan's attitude today was also based on this consideration, so the first two things were just the beginning of the topic.

"The third thing is the theme of today for you and me, and it is also the reason why I have to ask you to come out of the store to discuss it."

Ji Li knew what this was about, it was about a transaction.

Sure enough.

Fang Shenyan spit out a mouthful of blood, took another sip of water, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The Devouring Ghost's deal is complete, and it gave me a hidden piece of information.

It said that there was a ghost among the group of people who came here for the commission task. "