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Chapter 119 The Jiang Family (please subscribe!)

After the Ghost Story Bureau reported the death of Yu Changshun, Luo Kai, the boss of Hua Fei Game Company, was obviously panicked.

As for Wei'an's career as an investigator, he found out through his own personal connections and never mentioned it to anyone else, so he kept it secret.

Because Yu Changshun entered the ghost story with them last time, a special working group from the administration found Luo Kai afterwards and communicated with him about the preparations for the second ghost story.

But Luo Kai didn't expect that something would happen to the first participant in the strange story at this time! It seems that the sequelae of the "hospital morgue" ghost story brought to Yu Changshun caused him to go crazy and die.

Wei An comforted him for a while on the phone, clearly telling Luo Kai that the problem was with the hair. All of their hair had been burned off, and only Yu Changshun was at fault, not honestly telling them how the hair was disposed of.

"That kid also got hairy at that time?" Luo Kai was surprised.

"Come on, it's just that he didn't tell any of us." Wei An said, "That's why he is in the tragedy he is in now."

"Alas -" Luo Kai was speechless and relieved at the same time.

If this incident caused the current result, then he would not be as worried as before.

"He Guanglu also called me just now. He couldn't bother you directly, so he asked me to help him ask if anything would be alright. Now we are relieved." Luo Kai said: "That guy Yu Changshun brought all this on himself. We There is no follow-up threat."

"Yes, no. You just need to be serious and prepare for your own monster talk next time." Wei An gave Luo Kai reassurance.

Later that day, Wei An and Pei Na reviewed the whole incident together. Wei An dictated and Pei Na typed, and then compiled it into a detailed report.

It was handed over to Meng Yibo when he went to work the next day.

Meng Yibo returned to the office with the report. Before he could read it carefully, his cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID, immediately put down the report in his hand, closed the office door, and then answered the call.

The moment the phone was connected, the old boy's voice immediately lowered and his tone became extremely respectful, "Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

A voice of a man who sounded about seventy or eighty years old came from the phone, his voice was steady and slow, "Did he agree?"

"Yes, I agreed. Our investigator has a very high level of ideological consciousness. He didn't say any nonsense. He only said: listen to the arrangements of the bureau." Meng Yibo nodded hurriedly and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, he is We are the most outstanding investigator here, and so far, he has never missed a ghost story!"

"Jia Liang is the youngest of my seven grandchildren. Although I, the Jiang family, have always respected the child's freedom to choose his own development path, but now he will not be seen alive or dead, so please understand my worries as an old man."

Mr. Jiang seemed to have a high position of power or a very high social status, but he still lowered his attitude when talking to Meng Yibo and spoke simply and clearly.

Meng Yibo felt that he was respected by the other party and said hurriedly: "Mr. Jiang, please rest assured. I will inform you as soon as there is good news."

"Well, thank you for your hard work!"

The phone hangs up.

Meng Yibo breathed a sigh of relief, took out an unopened small instrument from the cabinet, left the office, and then came to Wei An's office.

At this time, Wei An, Pei Na and Jian Hui were working together and seemed to be understanding the details of the strange story about entering the social group APP solitaire game.

After Meng Yibo entered, he handed the small instrument in his hand to Wei An, "This is a mental detector. It can be tested anytime and anywhere. It can remind yourself at all times. Jian Hui got it yesterday."

Jian Hui nodded, pointed at the small instrument, and said: "This thing works quite well. I tested it and found that my mental coefficient is 2.4. This is even after suffering mental damage from the ghost story."

"Under normal circumstances, what is the normal mental coefficient?" Wei An asked.

"About three coefficients." Meng Yibo said.

"Then I'll test it now."

Wei An became interested and immediately opened the package and found that the mental detector resembled a thermometer, with a switch on one end and what looked like an infrared emitting point on the other end.

Follow the instructions in the manual, point one end of the infrared ray to your temple, and then turn on the switch.

There was no feeling. After a moment, the small screen in the middle of the thermometer showed Wei An's mental coefficient.

"2.2?" Wei An glanced at it.

He measured it again, and the result was still "2.2", indicating that the result would not fluctuate and should have a certain reference value.

However, judging from the results, Jian Hui's mental trauma is better than his own, which is 2.4. He has absorbed two strands of black energy to supplement it. Unexpectedly, it is still 2.2. It seems that there is still a lot of work to do in building a mental barrier. It’s a long way to go.

"The lower the mental coefficient is, the more serious the person's mental damage is. For example, Yu Changshun's kind is a sign of being deeply hurt. The mental coefficient may already be a negative number." Meng Yibo said.

"That is, if the mental coefficient is zero, this person is close to the edge of collapse." Pei Na guessed.

"Yes, that's almost it." Meng Yibo said to Wei An and Jian Hui again: "Every time you experience a strange story, it's best to test it, or when you feel that something is not right, you should also do a few more tests. , it’s best to always control your own mental coefficient.”

Wei An and Jian Hui both nodded.

Meng Yibo looked like he suddenly remembered something, and asked Wei An: "By the way, the bureau just decided that it is up to you to investigate the strange story about the social group app. If Jiang Jialiang is not dead, try to rescue him. Of course. , it’s best if you can get rid of this strange story, but don’t force it. After all, investigator Hu Fei is not experienced enough, and his ability to deal with strange stories is not as good as yours, so his application has not been considered by the bureau for the time being. "

"Has the situation been decided yet?" Wei An asked.

"Well, it's settled."

"Jian Hui isn't going too?"

Jian Hui: "...Ahem, I...well, maybe I can't solve it, because I tried it once and now I don't feel sure."

In front of Wei An, Jian Hui knew that the other party knew his true identity, so there was no need for him to show off.

After a pause, Jian Hui continued: "Looking at the whole Zhoucheng, maybe only you, Wei An, can solve this strange story."

This sentence was a resounding flattery to Wei An.

Wei An looked at Meng Yibo and asked, "Brother Bobo, this Jiang Jialiang's family should not be ordinary people in Zhoucheng, right?"

Meng Yibo was slightly stunned, then nodded and said: "The Ark Group in Zhoucheng belongs to his Jiang family. There are two other people in his family who hold important positions in the central city, but the Jiang family usually keeps a low profile. If you cling to this relationship, It will be of great benefit to us and our Zhoucheng Management Bureau."

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