Chapter 212: Supernatural Spreading At Headquarters
After Feng Quan entered Room Thirty-One once again, he seemed to have triggered the Newspaper Ghost’s Killing Pattern. The moment he stepped through the door, he suffered an extremely terrifying attack. Even though he remained vigilant at all times, facing this sudden attack, most people wouldn’t have time to react.
And Feng Quan was no exception.
In just an instant, he felt his face go numb instantly, and the intense pain made him let out an involuntary low roar:
“Ah!”
Fresh red blood from his forehead flowed through the gap in his eyebrows into Feng Quan’s eyes. He struggled to open his eyes, and his blurry vision finally allowed him to see everything in front of him clearly.
He saw a woman dressed in a uniform, with her hair pinned up and a graceful figure, standing in front of him. She gave him a professional smile while holding his own bloody human face in her hand!
“May I ask if there’s anything I can help you with?” The woman’s voice was soft and pleasant, making people feel very comfortable.
But this gentle voice, falling into Feng Quan’s ears, was like a demon’s whisper, because he knew that the woman in front of him was definitely not human. She might be that ghost with wisdom, or she might just be a ghost slave.
No matter what, Feng Quan, who had suffered the attack, now had a grave expression in his eyes.
“This woman should be that ghost’s ghost slave. Otherwise, if my face was torn off by this ghost thing and it was the ghost’s attack method, I should be dead by now. Damn it, when did this ghost slave appear!”
After analyzing that the woman in front of him was just a ghost slave, Feng Quan came back to his senses and endured the intense pain, retreating repeatedly.
In the gap while Feng Quan was regaining his senses, the woman directly placed the bloody human face from her hand onto her own face.
Feng Quan’s face, which was still warm, instantly adhered to the woman’s face.
At this moment, a strange smile appeared on the face with Feng Quan’s features as it looked at him.
His own face was looking at him.
Even Feng Quan, as an old criminal police officer, felt his scalp go numb at this sight.
“This ghost slave actually put my face on!”
Feng Quan, with an extremely tense expression, was already preparing to activate the Earth Burial’s ability. He wanted to use the Earth Burial’s suppression to completely kill this ghost slave.
Although it was well-known intelligence in the Supernatural Circle that ghost slaves would assist in ghost killing.
No one had ever said they would make such a strange move.
This was definitely not a good thing!
Even though he sensed something was wrong, the instant he activated the Earth Burial, Feng Quan felt his consciousness become trance-like. His whole body swayed unsteadily, as if he would fall to the ground the next second.
He wanted to save himself.
But whether it was releasing the Ghost Mist’s Ghost Domain to counter the ghost attack; or relying on the Earth Burial to maintain his own state; or taking his face back from that ghost slave—in his trance and dizzy state, he couldn’t do it.
As the dizziness intensified, Feng Quan felt himself forgetting things. Unknowingly, he seemed to have forgotten many things:
“Is it memory?”
“Or human emotion?”
“Hey, who am I?”
At this moment,
The terrifying laughter still echoed in Feng Quan’s ears.
Less than half a minute had passed since the woman put on Feng Quan’s face skin.
“Bang~!”
Feng Quan’s body, which seemed to be molded from dark brown mud, collapsed with a crash. His outcome was already determined.
The heavily overlapping, seemingly harmless laughter, combined with the Newspaper Ghost’s Supernatural Power— the joint attack of the two ghosts was something that Feng Quan, in his extremely poor state, couldn’t resist at all.
On his already dead body, the brownish-yellow face like mud still maintained a faint smile.
“Mr. Feng Quan, may I ask if there’s anything I can help you with?” The woman wearing Feng Quan’s face skin still showed a professional smile. She stood in place, looking at Feng Quan on the ground and emitting a mechanical voice.
But as soon as the words were spoken,
The woman walked to Feng Quan’s corpse with extremely uncoordinated steps, then squatted down. After a sound like tearing cloth rang out,
The face skin returned to its owner.
And the already dead Feng Quan “resurrected.”
The first thing Feng Quan did after “resurrection” was to take out the satellite phone from his pocket. Looking at the contact’s note, when he saw the Branch Vice Minister Zhao Jianguo’s name, he unhesitatingly clicked to dial.
“Feng Quan? How are you and Guo Fan doing now? Twenty minutes ago, I saw Guo Fan’s mobile phone signal recover and stay connected, so I had Guo Fan’s contact person try to reach him, but it was hung up.” Zhao Jianguo answered the call and immediately asked about their situation.
Because if there was an issue with the satellite phone signal being blocked, during training for persons in charge at Headquarters, they were generally advised to turn it off to prevent unnecessary accidents after communications were restored.
So when Zhao Jianguo saw Guo Fan’s satellite phone recover signal and remain in a connected state, it made him mistakenly think that Guo Fan’s situation at that time was not dangerous, or at least not very dangerous.
But after Guo Fan hung up the call, Zhao Jianguo sensed something was wrong. According to his guess, Feng Quan and Guo Fan had separated and taken action twenty minutes ago, or even earlier, for some reason.
This was also why he asked about this matter as soon as he connected Feng Quan’s call.
But after the call connected, there was no sound from the other end.
“Hm?!”
Zhao Jianguo, suddenly realizing something, had his expression change abruptly.
Just as he was about to hang up the communication, a sound suddenly came through his earpiece—a strange laughter.
After hearing this laughter, Zhao Jianguo’s body gradually stiffened, then a weird smile appeared on his face. Finally, a few seconds later, his body lost balance and he fell backward to the ground with a thud.
Because Zhao Jianguo’s position had been promoted to Minister after Cao Yanhua’s reassignment, he was currently handling various Headquarters matters in his private office.
So no one knew about his collapse.
After two minutes passed, Zhao Jianguo, lying on the ground with a weird smile on his face, suddenly stiffly got up.
At this moment,
His phone was still connected to Feng Quan’s.
Zhao Jianguo, standing up again, looked at the phone on the ground with an unusually calm demeanor, as if the unknown attack he had just suffered had never happened.
He picked up the mobile phone, saved the laughter coming from Feng Quan’s end of the call, then left the office and quickly walked to a corner of the staff work area, stopping in front of a young man in a suit with a serious expression on his face.
“Xiao Li, notify all levels of leaders in our department right now. Have them come to my office precisely at nine-thirty tonight for a meeting.”
Zhao Jianguo’s voice showed no abnormalities, and his behavior was no longer as stiff as when he had just gotten up from the ground.
“Minister Zhao, nine-thirty tonight? I’ll arrange it right away.”
Although Li Yu, as Zhao Jianguo’s secretary, didn’t know why Zhao Jianguo chose to hold the meeting at nine-thirty at night.
Because that time was exactly the handover gap when day shift staff were resting and eating, and night shift staff were going to work.
But Li Yu didn’t ask more. He knew Zhao Jianguo must have his plan for doing this, and as his secretary, he just needed to do his job.
No one knew that an extremely terrifying supernatural power was about to spread throughout Headquarters.
These chapters are paving the way for the subsequent Dajing City events, because the plot has been changed a lot and can’t follow the original outline circulating online. I need to make many changes, so these chapters are a bit longer, but I can assure my brothers that there will absolutely be no watery text.
I will absolutely make the subsequent Dajing City events feel natural for everyone, with a reasonable explanation.
Hope my brothers can be more tolerant!
Love you all~
