this is not a joke

Chapter 397 Unexpected Rewards

Wei An looked up at Master Lianrong who was about to retreat to the door, and shook his head slightly, signaling him not to run away suddenly, otherwise the conflict would be intensified.

Master Lianrong immediately stayed where he was, not daring to move.

The corpse was sitting still without moving, staring blankly at the small round mirror in Wei An's hand. He didn't turn his head from side to side like a living person, observing his face from different angles.

After staring blankly for a while, the corpse got out of bed with stiff limbs, walked towards the row of morgues, came to one of the morgues, pulled it away, and then slowly lay down in it .

After he lay down, the mortuary cabinet seemed to be under the inward weight, and the cabinet slowly slid inward until it was completely closed.

The morgue returned to silence, and there was no abnormality anymore.

"It's over." Wei An said.

He turned his head to look at the master who was standing at the door, "Jiang is still old and hot, it seems that the deceased is very satisfied with your work..."

Before he finished speaking, an inexplicable feeling rushed into his heart, and Wei An seemed to be full of strength at this moment.

Not only him, but the Rongrong master also trembled slightly at this moment. He almost dropped the toolbox he was carrying, and could feel his limbs and bones being flooded with heat at this moment.

"What's going on? I..." The Rongrong Master looked down at his body in surprise.

The door of the dissecting room next door was opened at this moment, and Zhang Shiqing, Yao Meishan, Dai Bin and others who had been waiting there rushed over one after another. These people knew that the matter here had been dealt with, because they also felt a wave of energy entering their bodies.

However, this energy can be big or small, and the energy felt by these people is not as strong as that of Wei An and Lian Rong Shi.

"The task is completed, and this strange story should also be over, so we may have received different rewards according to the role of each person in this task!" Wei An walked out of the morgue and analyzed: "But because this strange story is It belongs to our world, so there are no task reminders, no reward rules, and we can't see the specific number of rewards, we can only rely on... feeling."

Speaking of this, he himself found that he was rewarded only by feeling. This kind of thing seems too mysterious, and there is an extremely unreal illusion.

No one knows whether it is an energy reward or a compensation for restoring body energy, and in the real world, all participants cannot see how much energy they are getting.

Everyone here is suspecting that what they are getting is energy point rewards, but because this world is the real world, the amount they get cannot be quantified, it can only be felt.

"Is this the way to deal with this weird talk?" Zhang Shiqing turned his attention to the row of cabinets in the morgue.

Because there is no text prompt, he is not sure whether this matter has been completed, and he cannot even confirm whether the current case is called a strange talk.

Then he looked at Wei An again, it seemed that he had a lot to ask, but after thinking about it, the method he wanted to resolve this strange talk was actually the same as Wei An's current operation, if he just solved this strange talk by solving the plot , it can provide a reference for latecomers.

In the future, if we encounter similar ghost story plots in the real world, we can completely solve them without confronting the weirdness head-on.

"It's almost like this." Wei An shrugged, "So the ghost talk in Fucheng should also be able to use this method. As long as the plot is not against the requirements and weirdness, I think most of them can be solved in this way."

Zhang Shiqing was not at ease, and after waiting for about an hour, he asked two investigators to go to the morgue where the man whose face had been restored was located to check the situation.

Opening the morgue, I found that there was only a normal male corpse with a repaired face in front of me, and there was nothing weird about it.

Things really do seem to be over.

But the hospital is still not unblocked, and everyone is watching quietly.

But the result is obvious. If it turns out that this weird talk is really over, after the male corpse with his face restored is successfully cremated and buried, Wei An will definitely be reused by the Central City Administration.

His current method of solving this weird talk will also be promoted immediately, at least let the investigators of the management bureaus in other cities grasp it, instead of being completely at a loss.

The next step must be the writing of various reports and disposal measures. Wei An felt a headache just thinking about it.

But fortunately, the task force who participated in this case with him can share it for himself.

He temporarily stepped back from the task force and returned to his own temporary office in the Central City Authority.

Because of the previous application, Wei An worked with other staff in a general office of the authority.

Of course they are not doing the same job.

There were too many people in the office and it was inconvenient to speak. Wei An called Pei Na out, and the two went downstairs to the flower bed and talked quietly. Wei An told her that the strange talk in the hospital had been completed by himself, and it was confirmed for the time being. I have my own method to break these strange talks.

Pei Na was immediately pleasantly surprised.

"But it's a pity." Wei An said: "I tried all the tools in the morgue before I left, but I couldn't find the kind of weapons and props that can be used in strange stories. The main reason is that there was no tool when I picked it up. If you don’t feel anything, you don’t know which one to use.”

After a pause, Wei An analyzed: "Maybe I was slow to react. I should look for it in the morgue and autopsy room before this strange talk is over."

"If there are more ghost stories coming out later, there will be a chance." Pei Na said.

"That's exactly what I want to tell you now." Wei An frowned, "After finishing this strange talk just now, I suddenly had a, um, very strange thought."

Pei Na's eyes lit up slightly, she nodded and said: "Sometimes your ideas are out of the ordinary and often unexpected, but many of them are good, let's talk about them first."

Wei An suddenly smiled and took a deep look at her.

Pei Na didn't look directly at him, but deliberately looked elsewhere.

Wei An withdrew his attention, and pondered: "Think about the first strange story in Fucheng, when did it happen?"

Pei Na showed curiosity: "Last week, we just learned that everyone in Uncle Wei's camp has been sucked into strange stories."

At this point, she paused slightly, "Do you suspect that there is... a connection?"

Wei An nodded: "So I think this idea is very strange and abrupt. I can't explain it myself, but I always feel that there is something to do with it."

Pei Na frowned and pondered, guessing what Wei An was thinking, she just raised her head, and heard Wei An say word by word: "My dad got into the strange talk, and then the weirdness came out."

(End of this chapter)