this is not a joke

Chapter 7 Authority
After completing the story of the ghost talk, the energy points obtained can be used in the "story editor" unexpectedly.

However, Wei An is sure that these energy points have other uses, but they can also be used by the editor at the same time.

Now was not the time to recharge the plot editor. He put down his hands that were hugging Zeng Guofa, and looked at himself through the reflection of the glass door. There was no blood or any scars on his body, and even his hairstyle was perfect.

It seems that as long as you don't die at the end of the ghost story, you should be able to reappear in this real world without any damage.

Looking at the office where Zeng Guofa had just walked out, the computer screen was pitch black and turned off, as if it hadn't been turned on at all.

At this moment, Wei An's cell phone rang, and it was his colleague Zhou Xin who called.

After connecting, Zhou Xin said in a panic: "Weian, it's Zeng Guofa! Zeng Guofa was hit by a car and died, and he's still under the car. He can't be saved..."

Wei An felt a pain in his heart. It seemed that the return of Zeng Guofa's ghost was real. Maybe it was because he encountered a strange story and triggered something, which made him able to see Zeng Guofa who had just died, or maybe it was because Zeng Guofa came back that triggered the strange story.

But no matter what the reason is, without the help of Zeng Guofa this time, even with the help of the plot editor, Wei An, who was caught in a strange talk, would have been extremely difficult to get rid of the weird head growing on his back.

"Where did the incident happen? I'll come over right away." Wei An said.

Zhou Xin replied: "Go directly to the funeral home. The ambulance from the hospital has already arrived. They told me to contact the funeral home. But it's not safe to go to the funeral home at night. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will go with you."

After hanging up the phone, Wei An returned to the office with mixed emotions.

Now he is grateful for the rest of his life, but also saddened by Zeng Guofa's sudden death.

But I never expected that the rumors circulating were indeed true!
Although Wei An didn't leave any scars on his body now, after experiencing the strange talk, he felt very, very tired, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

Sit back on the office chair, put down the satchel, poured a large glass of water, gulped down half of it, and then he took a breath.

Looking at the time, it was getting dark outside. As Zhou Xin said, the world is not safe now, it is best to go home before dark, otherwise Wei An is worried that something bad will happen to him.

Of course, the chance of encountering the second ghost talk right now is very low, but it cannot be said that there is no such thing. If it does happen, it can only show that I am too mediocre, and I am really not suitable to be the protagonist.

Before you have studied the "story editor" in your mind and the plot of the ghost story, it is best not to encounter any other ghost stories.

Wei An took a short break and left the office quickly.

This time, I just got out of the elevator on the first floor, and I immediately saw people coming and going in the lobby on the first floor, not only the security guards, but also other colleagues who got off work at this point.

This is what the normal world should look like. Wei An is not the only dog ​​working overtime.

After Wei An left the office building, instead of taking the bus as usual, he hailed a taxi on the side of the road and went straight home.

Sitting in the car, I opened the company's work group, and saw that guy Zhou Xin uploaded two photos of the scene of Zeng Guofa's car accident.

It was an SUV that caused the accident. Not only did the car knock down a large guardrail on the street, it also knocked several people into the air. One of them was crushed under the wheel of the SUV, and only two protruding feet could be seen. This was Zeng Guofa. .

Wei An knew that this guy liked to wear red socks, and this pair of red socks looked particularly bright in the photo.

The other colleagues in the work group were shocked, and they all spoke to ask about the situation. Then someone posted the emoji of three candles, and many colleagues also started to post candles or praying emojis.

Not long after, a person named Luo Kai spoke: "Colleagues from the company's personnel department will follow up and comfort Zeng Guofa's family. Mr. Zhang will go to the funeral home immediately to handle the follow-up matters."

This Luo Kai is the general manager who usually likes to be smug and locks himself in the office to do various bodybuilding exercises. His personality is a bit similar to Wei An's in this aspect, but he is a bit more sullen than Wei An.

But now that an employee of the company had an accident on the way home, Luo Kai made proper arrangements immediately without any delay, which made other employees feel at ease.

Wei An didn't say a word about the strange talk he encountered, but just posted three candle emojis along with other colleagues.

He turned off the phone screen in a complicated way, and sat in the back of the taxi with his eyes closed to rest.

There was some traffic congestion along the way, and it took about four or 10 minutes to get home.

The community where Wei An's family is located is a garden house just built last year. Because he hasn't found a girlfriend yet, he hasn't separated from his parents.

In addition, Wei An's parents also have a flat in the old city, which is vacant, and they don't want to rent it out for the time being.

It stands to reason that after Wei An returned home at this point, his mother should have prepared all the meals at home, but when he opened the house, it was deserted, and his parents were not there.

Wei An was a little surprised, and after putting away his satchel, he called his father. His father said that he had just taken Wei An's mother to the hospital and was on his way back now.

Just as I was about to ask my mother what was wrong, there was a knock on the living room door.

Wei An glanced suspiciously into the cat's eyes, then with a surprised expression, hung up the phone and opened the door.

There were two men standing outside the door, and one of them was facing the cat's eye with his ID just now. This ID, which Wei An had seen before, was the work ID of the Zhoucheng Public Security Bureau.

In other words, the two people in front of them should be sheriffs.

The man holding the ID card had gray hair, but he looked to be around forty. After Wei An opened the door, he did not take back the ID card in his hand, but flipped his index finger, and flipped the work card of the Public Security Bureau to the back, revealing a Zhang Xin's certificate.

The appearance and size of this certificate is similar to that of a security officer certificate, but the background pattern is replaced with a strange skull, and the text is also different.

"Ghost Talk Authority!?" Wei An stared at the branded text on the certificate, feeling slightly surprised.

"You are Wei'an, right?" The gray-haired man withdrew his ID, looked at Wei'an with a calm expression, and then introduced: "We are the security officer first, and then the staff of the management bureau. My name is Meng Yibo. It's Wang Zhen."

Wei An nodded, but did not speak.

At the same time, he wondered why this gray-haired man was only called "One Wave" instead of "Two Waves".

Meng Yibo pointed to the room: "Can I go in?"

"Oh, please come in." Wei An stood aside and waited for the two of them to enter the room before closing the door.

The man named Wang Zhen took out an electronic device that Wei An had never seen before. It was about the size of a palm. Nod to Meng Yibo.

Meng Yibo said: "We just accidentally detected that there was a strange talk in the building of the Brilliant Building. When we arrived there, we found that the strange talk had ended and happened on the 14th to 16th floors, and then adjusted the building monitoring. , I am sure that you have encountered a strange story."

Wei An stared at the two in surprise, but still didn't speak.

In fact he didn't know what to say.

"You are very lucky!" Meng Yibo seemed to know that Wei An would react in this way, and continued: "Ordinary people who encounter strange stories usually rarely survive. You belong to a very small part."

"Could you tell us in detail how you encountered the strange story?" Wang Zhen asked.

Wei An replied: "My mind is very confused now, I'm afraid I can't describe clearly."

"It doesn't matter." Meng Yibo showed a gentle smile, "It's normal for a normal person to be scared crazy after entering the ghost talk. Your performance is considered good. When you recover, it's not too late to tell us in a few days."

After a pause, he asked, "Did you get hurt in the strange talk?"

"Well, it's serious." There's no need for this Wei An to hide.

Meng Yibo's expression was relieved, as if this is what a normal person should experience in a strange talk.

Immediately after he sat on the sofa, Wei An didn't think of pouring tea for them, but Wang Zhen turned his back on the guests and poured him a cup of hot water.

"To make a long story short, let me tell you about the strange stories we have so far." Meng Yibo said.

"Wait." Wei An interrupted him, "Why are you telling me this?"

In his mind, if the two people in front of him are members of the ghost story, they should come this time to learn more about the ghost story from the survivors themselves, instead of telling himself the other way around, unless...

Meng Yibo stared at him, and said slowly, "According to our current incomplete statistics, those who survived the first ghost story are 12.5 times more likely to encounter the second ghost story than others."

"It means that you will encounter the second time around this month or next month at the latest." Wang Zhen who was on the side added.

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(End of this chapter)