This is not a weird story

Wei An was participating in the training organized by the bureau when he received a call from Chen Fang.

The training location was at Yuelong City next to Zhoucheng, very close to home. He could even rush back after class every day, but Wei An didn't want to run away, so he stayed in a nearby hotel according to the unified arrangements of the training class.

Chen Fang shared good news with him on the phone: her second ghost story passed smoothly, but the ending was more tragic, and she was left alone in the end.

But what made Chen Fang excited was that she got a weapon prop-Tang Dao, which is an orange weapon.

Wei An was immediately envious. His mother's meat cleaver was also an orange weapon, but his own ice chisel was green.

Then Chen Fang's profession was also activated. He was not a swordsman, nor a samurai, nor a killer, but a cleaner.

This makes people feel confused.

Wei An asked: "What did you do in the ghost story? Have you been sweeping the floor?"

Chen Fang was stunned for a moment and replied: "It's not about sweeping the floor, it's about stacking their bodies together after someone died, otherwise they would be too miserable. Also, the main task is to survive until the sun rises, but I kill them After the last one was weird, it was a perfect pass.”

"This can be regarded as the final cleanup. Is it a first-class completion?" Wei An asked.

"No, it's supernormal, what? Is there such a level as super?" Chen Fang asked in shock.

After all, it is difficult to achieve this super level, but Wei An has maintained two "super level" so far, so he suspected that it was because of this that he was targeted by the hidden existence.

But what can be done? His own strength does not allow him to escape from the sky like Jian Hui did!

"You have to make good use of the energy points. You can exchange them for some special items or even better weapons in the ghost story in the future." Wei An said.

"Okay, where are you now? Can we have dinner together tonight? Let's celebrate." Chen Fang asked.

"I'm training in Yuelong City these days. I'll ask you for help when I get back from training." Wei An did not refuse.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly ran into the classroom and continued to listen to the lectures of the investigator leader who was said to be from the central city. The lectures were full of useful information. Speaking from experience, Wei An felt that he had benefited a lot.

The lecturer's surname is An, and he has experienced more than ten ghost stories. Eight times among the many ghost stories, he was the only one left in the end.

Of course, from what he said, you can tell that not every investigator is as stubborn as Jian Hui.

Some of the strange cases he told attracted Wei An's attention. Some of these strange cases were somewhat related to real-world cases, such as homicides, some sensational social cases, and some cases that were also unbelievable in the real world.

However, in addition to role-playing, some ghost stories also have more ways to complete tasks, which are even close to the gameplay of the game.

Wei An, who had just experienced the "Passenger" strange story, had a deep understanding of this kind of gameplay, because it reminded him of the turtle soup puzzle.

But the lecturer said that there is even a role-playing mode in the battle mode. Wei An suspected that there may be more and more in-depth role-playing. However, the current understanding of the ghost story mechanism is not enough, so even if the central city's Monster Story Bureau controls The information is still limited.

After the last day of classes, Wei An was thinking about whether to kill the strange rumors about "Bedroom 309" of Radio and Television University when he returned to Zhoucheng.

After all, there are many students in that place, and ghost stories appear by chance. It is easy for innocent young people to fall into them and lose their lives.

After this thought came to his mind, Wei An was suddenly startled. He didn't expect that his thoughts would reach such a level! Unconsciously, I began to look at and deal with problems from a more lofty perspective.

Looking back on the study process over the past few days, the first class of every day is ideological and political education. It seems that this study was very successful.

As a ghost story investigator of the Bureau, he used his skills and profession to help others, and used practical actions to serve the country and the people. He couldn't help but begin to subconsciously identify with it.

Of course, after completing these weird stories, you can also "by the way" look for the black gas in the confined space, "by the way" get rid of the annoying nightmares that appear almost every night, and "by the way" help yourself build a mental barrier, wouldn't it be a bad idea? Woolen cloth?

This is not to mention that you can further improve your professional level and gain more skills.

However, the 309 dormitory ghost story is a multi-person incident. Wei An is worried that when he rushes to deal with it, with the special treatment of "non-chief", other young people who would not be sucked into the ghost story will be sucked in.

This ghost story is E-level, and an innocent ordinary person will die in it, so even if it is to be dealt with, Jian Hui and other experienced handlers may have to be called.

At least this can reduce the probability of those students dying.

Wei An made up his mind, and when he returned, he notified the administration that he had discovered a strange story about Radio and Television University through the search device, and then applied for Jian Hui to handle it together with him.

We had a dinner together on the night after the course. Because the students were all emerging investigators from various bureaus in nearby cities, we had never met them before, so we took this opportunity to have a good time.

It was getting late after the dinner was over, and Wei An's plan to go home directly had to be changed. Instead, he booked a room in the hotel where he stayed before and prepared to leave tomorrow morning.

I checked in at ten o'clock and went back to the room to take a shower. I had just finished drying my hair when Wei An's cell phone rang.

Picking it up, he saw it was a call from Luo Kai, the general manager of his former employer. Wei An pressed the connect button, turned on the speakerphone and put the phone on the table in front of him. While talking, he continued to comb his hair.

"Hey, Wei An, I heard you are in Yuelong City?" Luo Kai's voice came.

"Who did you listen to? The only people who know I'm here are my parents." Wei An said.

He believed that it was impossible for Luo Kai to know anyone from the Monster Management Bureau, and they might not even know that he had a new job, so he would only get the news from his parents.

"Well, yes." Although Luo Kai's tone was a little hesitant, he was an experienced veteran after all. He quickly coughed to cover it up, "When I came out of Zhoucheng in the morning, I happened to meet your mother buying groceries on the street, so I casually said I asked and I know you are here too."

"Mr. Luo, what are you doing in Yuelong City?" Wei An asked.

"Let's talk about cooperation with the dealer here." Luo Kai replied, "We happen to be having midnight snacks, so come over too! It's just on the street next to Yuelong District Hospital. The night market here is pretty good. Come over and I'll treat you. Eat gout small set meal, spicy crayfish with beer. Speaking of which, you don’t have gout, right? Haha..."

"That's not true." Wei An said: "But I just had dinner an hour ago, and the dinner table was late. Now I just went back to the hotel to take a shower..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Kai had already interrupted: "Come out after washing. I'll ask a car to pick you up at the hotel. Are you training in the Guangyu Teaching Building? The hotel over there is better than the Guangyu Huiran Hotel. , if you live there, I will immediately send my car to the hotel downstairs and wait for you!"

By the time he finished speaking, Luo Kai had already hung up the phone.

Wei An felt alert in his heart. Luo Kai knew his movements so clearly that it was impossible for him to accidentally ask him to go out for a party. He might have other ideas.