There was some silence in the conference room, and Lin Qian's words were still echoing in everyone's ears. Through what Lin Qian said just now, they crucially captured a key piece of information, which made them fall into silence for a while.

Eating ghosts is a very scary word, at least that's what they think in their minds. Before the Starving Ghost appeared, among the ghost masters at the headquarters, only one ghost master named Zhang Lei was heard of who could eat ghosts.

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But he can't eat without limit. If the ghost he eats exceeds his physical limit, or if the ghost he eats is too frightening, Zhang Lei will die directly from the ghost's resurrection.

Therefore, hungry ghosts are extremely weird and terrifying existences. According to Professor Wang's research, if no accidents occur, hungry ghosts can eat ghosts without limit.

This also means that there is no upper limit to the terror of the hungry ghosts. Theoretically speaking, as long as the hungry ghosts continue to eat, one day no one or ghost will be able to resist the hungry ghosts.

And such a fierce ghost was controlled, and controlled perfectly, and this person openly said in front of them that he wanted to eat ghosts, which made them very afraid, not only of the starving ghost, but also of this person who dared to raise ghosts.

People are afraid of ghosts.

The minister looked at the screen solemnly, his eyes flickering uncertainly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, the minister slowly spoke:

"Lin Qian, you should know that this is an S-level supernatural event. You should know the dangers and horrors of an S-level supernatural event better than ordinary people like us."

"So, I want to make sure, are you sure you can perfectly solve this S supernatural incident? Are you sure you don't need support?"

"You should know how many ordinary people there are in Dajiang City. If something unexpected happens that you didn't expect, and you can't solve it immediately, how many people in Dajiang City will be left alive?"

The minister's tone was very calm, but everyone present could hear it, and I believe Lin Qian could hear it too.

Listening to the minister's words, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and flashed red:

"Interesting, is this the director of the headquarters? Sure enough, he has two brushes."

It was pitch dark in the corridor. Lin Qian walked through the forked roads, thinking in his mind. In fact, he knew what the minister was worried about. He was just afraid that he would not be able to perfectly solve this supernatural incident, which would lead to a large number of deaths and injuries.

He knows very well, but he also knows one thing. How can there be no deaths when dealing with supernatural events? Even a supernatural event with a hazard level of C can cause a large number of deaths, let alone this type of supernatural event.

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Dead people are normal, and he also heard another meaning in the minister's words. He was not a fool. It could be heard that he was too confident, or that he was no longer confident but arrogant.

Lin Qian knew that looking at the dark corridor ahead, coldness and weirdness prevailed here:

"Since you are worried, let them come over with some people to see if they have the ability to enter Dajiang City."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian had some sarcasm in her eyes. She took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it. Sparks loomed in the darkness, and she exhaled a puff of smoke:

"That's it, okay. If the headquarters wants to come for support, come and support it. You are right, Minister. When dealing with supernatural events, especially supernatural events of this level, no one can make mistakes without making mistakes, not even me."

When everyone in the conference room heard Lin Qian agree to support, some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others turned pale:

"Does Lin Qian really think that Dajiang City is his own territory? If the headquarters wants to send people there for support, does it still need his consent?"

A senior executive spoke with a gloomy face. His voice was not loud, but just enough for everyone except Lin Qian to hear.

Hearing this, many people's expressions changed. Even Wang Xiaoming, who was as steady as an old dog, his expression darkened. Such words were not something to be said carelessly. If Lin Qian found out, God knows what he was thinking.

What do you think? Maybe you don’t have this idea, but you have this idea after hearing this.

However, even if Lin Qian had such an idea and did so, the headquarters could not do anything to him. Now Lin Qian is invincible if Mr. Qin does not take action. He is better than that Ye Mou from Dahai City who claims to be Ye Invincible.

People need to be invincible.

The head of the headquarters directly turned back and glared at the senior executive who had spoken, telling him to shut up. The head of the headquarters was a little confused as to how such mindless words came out of his mouth.

Lin Qian's intention was clearly that he was afraid that the ghost controller sent by the headquarters would not be a help, but would cause trouble for him. Did he regard Dajiang City as his own?

Cao Yanhua and Zhao Jianguo also looked at this senior executive, with some confusion in their eyes. They didn't understand how they could say such things even if they were senior leaders. At this moment, Cao Yanhua and Zhao Jianguo even wondered whether this senior executive was influenced by a ghost, like

Same as Lin Qian...

Being watched by the minister, Wang Xiaoming and others, this senior executive also knew that he had said the wrong thing, his face suddenly changed, he closed his mouth angrily, and did not continue speaking, but there was still some anger in his eyes.

Seeing that he had no intention of continuing to speak, the minister withdrew his gaze and looked at the communication on the screen. He was a little unsure if Lin Qian heard this. It would be better if he didn't, but if he did...

Then you heard it. The minister was very helpless. It felt really awkward to have pig teammates around him. He sighed slightly, adjusted his breathing and then said:

"Lin Qian, I will send people to support Dajiang City immediately. It will not take more than one day at most. All the support sent by the headquarters will arrive in Dajiang City. I hope you will not be impulsive and wait until our support arrives."

Lin Qian on the other end of the phone grinned, a little disapproving:

"I understand. When your support arrives, let me know so that I can be mentally prepared."

"I will arrange this, just don't worry."

"Well, that's it. Hang up now. I'll contact you if I have something to do."

After saying that, Lin Qian hung up the phone. Looking at the cut off communication, the minister looked a little ugly and turned to look at the senior executive:

"Do you know what you just said? If Lin Qian really has such thoughts because of your words, then who will deal with it? You?"

"Do you know why Lin Qian chose to be the person in charge of Dajiang City? That's because his sister is in Dajiang City. If his sister was not in Dajiang City, with Lin Qian's character who is not interested in the headquarters, even if he becomes

The ghost controllers at the headquarters may not be responsible for the security of a city."

"You have read Lin Qian's information. You don't know his character. He is ruthless and even cruel. If it were not for his sister, would he care about the safety of a city?"

Having said this, the minister slapped the table heavily:

"A person like him, at best, is ruthless and only cares about himself; at worst, he is selfish. How do you expect a person like him to serve humanity wholeheartedly? Not to mention that his sister is already dead!"

Seeing how angry the minister was and what he said, the senior officer's expression changed several times. He wanted to say something several times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The minister's face was still a bit ugly as he looked at the senior person in front of him who had stepped up to this position. However, thinking of what was going to happen next, he finally stopped talking:

"Forget it, forget it this time, there will be no next time. Go back and write a review yourself."

As he spoke, he waved his hand:

"Go ahead and send people to support Dajiang City. With Lin Qian cooperating in Dajiang City, it should be easier to solve this supernatural incident. By the way, call Xiong Wenwen as well. His abilities should be very useful at this time."

As he spoke, the minister looked at Wang Xiaoming again:

"Professor Wang, you will be in full command this time. After all, this supernatural incident is very likely to have something to do with the Jiangnan ghost show in folklore. You should be very familiar with research in this area. If necessary, you can also

Let a few experts who specialize in folklore work with you."

When Wang Xiaoming heard this, he pushed up his glasses and looked at Li Jun. His pale face was thoughtful. After thinking about it, he finally nodded:

"Yes, I have indeed studied Jiangnan ghost drama before. When I was studying the human skin lantern, I had some special knowledge. If I cooperate with Lin Qian, it should be enough."

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming agreed, the minister breathed a sigh of relief, looked a little tired, and rubbed his temples:

"That's it for now, the meeting is over." He was the first to leave the meeting room.

Everyone looked at the minister who was leaving, no one said anything, he was just doing what he was supposed to do, and the senior executive also left with a gloomy look on his face, apparently to write a review.

Cao Yanhua looked at the senior executive who left, with thoughtful eyes, and came to Professor Wang's side:

"He seems to support the circle of friends. He was the first to disagree with Lin Qian's plan to become the captain."

Wang Xiaoming didn't pay attention, just shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter who he supports. The general trend is that Lin Qian has grown up. Even if the circle of friends wants to cover the sky with one hand, he can't."

Wang Xiaoming doesn't care about these twists and turns and the delivery of interests. All he cares about is his research. If he hadn't wanted to study Lin Qian and Mr. Qin's time was running out, he wouldn't have held this meeting today.

meeting, let alone publicly express support for Lin Qian.

Cao Yanhua nodded:

"Lin Qian grew up too fast. He only disappeared a few times and became so terrifying when he appeared. I really don't know where he went when he disappeared and how he grew up.

What an extremely mysterious and dangerous guy."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered and he said nothing. He has always been curious about Lin Qian's secrets, as curious as the secrets of Yang Jian...

If only these secrets could be revealed...

But on Lin Qian's side, after hanging up the communication, Lin Qian's eyes were thoughtful:

"Is this how the battle at the headquarters started? Is this how it's going to get complicated?"

Walking in the dark corridor, Lin Qian thought:

"It seems that it's because of the captain's plan. The person who spoke just now should be the senior supporter of the circle of friends."

Thinking of this, Lin Qiantong's eyes flashed:

"Circle of Friends, Fang Shiming, Ghost Scissors..."

"Haha, I hope he won't think about aborting me, otherwise he will know what a surprise it will be to use ghost scissors on my photos..."

He shook his head, not thinking about these things. He looked up at the aisle in front of him and frowned. Something seemed wrong, something was too quiet, and the sound of the opera in his ears disappeared at some point.

He was thinking about something just now and didn't notice this. When he came back to his senses, he realized that something was wrong. Moreover, he had only met two opera ghosts since he came out of the room. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so few.

Lin Qian glanced around, frowning, and the darkness around him seemed to be getting thicker. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Qian always felt like something terrifying was looking at him.

The level of terror was not inferior to his own, Lin Qian continued to walk forward, his eyes lowered, and drops of bright red ghost blood dripped from his red coat, slowly gathering at his feet.

Quiet, too quiet. Except for the sound of blood dripping, there was no sound. The darkness seemed to become thicker and thicker with Lin Qian's actions, and the ominous feeling became more and more intense.

When he reached a fork in the road, Lin Qian stopped abruptly, with a strange look on his face. He turned around and looked inside the fork in the road. There stood a skinny old man wearing a large black and green costume, with gray hair and sunken legs.

, the expression is numb, and the child's eyes are hollow.

"Ghost? Or human? It's such a weird feeling, dead silence, ominous, cold, and a trace of anger. The aura of these people is lingering around the old man strangely. Even I can't tell whether it's a human or a ghost."
To be continued...