I Have a Diary

"Okay." After taking this opportunity, Chu Jiang stepped forward and pulled him over.

During this process, Chu Jiang also secretly checked Lin Qian's body, everything was normal, and there was no trace of being eroded by supernatural power.

A little behind the tent, Lin Qian surreptitiously said two words, "Book."

Chu Jiang understood in an instant, but Officer Lin was a little confused, "What book? Make it clearer."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said these words, the students of Riverside University looked at Lin Qian with a strange look...

When Lin Qianshe died, Chu Jiang coughed and changed the subject, "Okay, I already know about the previous information, and then I need to enter the drama club."

Upon hearing this, the students of the drama club all took a step back.

Because if Chu Jiang wanted to join the drama club, he definitely didn't need to report to them. He said this, in all likelihood, nine times out of ten, he wanted someone to lead the way.

"Don't be nervous, your activity room is just that big. I also looked at the architectural drawings just now, so no one needs to lead the way."

Only then did the students breathe a sigh of relief, especially Xiao Li who brought his classmates out.He thought that the young man across from him would see him as brave and resourceful, and deliberately brought him with him.

"But Lin Qian must go with me."

As soon as Chu Jiang said this, Lin Qian said "ah", "Why let me go? I can't help."

Chu Jiang's expression remained unchanged, "Whether I can help or not, I have my own judgment."

"I don't know now, whether this ghost is acting according to the script you wrote; or whether it is acting according to your thoughts."

"It's fine if it's the former, but if it's the latter, the scene I actually encounter will probably change because of the change in your mind, so you must go in with me."

Lin Qian grimaced, "But I can't catch ghosts, will you protect me?"

"I will protect you, but I do not guarantee that you will survive, because I have no certainty that I will survive."

Chu Jiang is telling the truth, he will never underestimate any unknown ghost.

Maybe the rating is only C, but this does not mean that the ghost in the drama club did not trigger the killing rule of mortal death, just like his bloody hand.

After Chu Jiang said this, Lin Qian was even more forced, "Can I refuse?"

"No, but in accordance with our department's regulations, you can receive a cash grant after the fact."

Lin Qian's eyes lit up immediately, "How many?"

Chu Jiang looked at Luo Yifeng, and Luo Yifeng immediately replied: "At least [-] yuan. If you can make an outstanding contribution to this incident, Mr. Lin, the cash reward will be even higher."

"I told you earlier," Lin Qian immediately put down his bitter and haha ​​expression and turned into a righteous look, "For the safety of the citizens of Luohe City, I will risk it!"

This scene, whether it is the police personnel or the students of the club, did not want to laugh when they saw it.

Because Lin Qian is going to risk his life to enter a drama club that he doesn't know what it will be like next.

Is 3 yuan a lot?Or for Lin Qian, it's really a lot...

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After a little preparation, Chu Jiang took Lin Qian and walked into the blocked complex.

Lin Qian was wearing a bulletproof vest and a police baton on his body.Of course, it's impossible to give him a gun, let alone that he can't use it, it's impossible to give him a gun if he can, it's too dangerous.

At this moment, the building was completely dark. Since all the people had withdrawn during the day, the lights were naturally not turned on in the building.

Chu Jiang didn't turn on the light all the way, just let Lin Qian turn on the flashlight by himself.

The reason for not turning on the lights is very simple. When the supernatural event has not spread obviously, then it is best to keep everything in the scene as it is and not to touch it.

Because you don't know whether an unintentional move will cause the situation to suddenly deteriorate sharply.

This is mentioned in the newcomer's manual, which is very basic common sense.

And Chu Jiang has night vision ability, he doesn't care; it's just that Lin Qian's flashlight still has to be turned on.

After officially entering the corridor, Chu Jiang turned on the satellite phone and kept in touch with his operator, but did not communicate.

This can detect whether internal and external communication will be interrupted by supernatural power, and when it will be interrupted.

It can be said that the current Chu Jiang is scrupulous and follows the formal process of being in charge. These are the experiences accumulated by the seniors. If he wants to live for a long time, he will naturally learn with an open mind.

The two did not take the elevator and went directly to the stairs, because they were worried that the power of ghosts might invade the outside and affect the operation of the elevator.

In the darkness, only the dull footsteps of two men sounded in the long corridor, and the echoes from this were particularly empty, making people subconsciously tense.

The drama club is on the fifth floor, Chu Jiang is not in a hurry, just walks slowly, and chats with Lin Qian by the way, lest he get too nervous.

"I heard that you are doing copywriting work for mobile games, right? The official name seems to be [copywriting planning]?"

Lin Qian smiled wryly, "Almost, but I'm in the bottom group, and my salary is only over 4000."

Chu Jiang was a little surprised, "It's a plan anyway, only four thousand?"

"There are highs and lows in the industry, the bottom is [-] to [-]; those who do well can get [-] to [-].

"If you go further, you are basically a generalist. You not only need to have copywriting skills, but also know something about planning and operation."

"Like me, it's a gas bag, and I don't have the right to say anything. I have to change whatever the government wants me to change."

"Sometimes what's even more outrageous is that people who do art, levels, and values ​​can come and intervene. Anyway, in their eyes, isn't it just making up stories, the threshold is too low, and I can do it. ."

"When I was working in the last company, I even encountered a situation where a high-level executive was airborne and came to pick peaches..."

Chu Jiang just made a start, and Lin Qian kept complaining.

Chapter 86 Dormition Church

"Pick peaches? What's the way to pick them?" Chu Jiang asked, maximizing his perceptual ability and extending it upwards.

"It's just that your copywriting team is almost done, and then a copywriting director is parachuted over. The director doesn't have to do anything, and directly takes the credit for the entire team on himself."

When Lin Qian mentioned it, he was still a little indignant, "Later, under the leadership of the team leader, everyone quit and resigned together."

"I heard that the broken company has now closed down, which is gratifying."

"Of course, after I quit, it took me several months to find a new job, and the salary was still at the same level..."

"Oh," Chu Jiang asked again, "what about your team leader?"

"He is a bit famous in this industry, and soon joined another company. Because there are not too many people there, the team leader also gave each of us a [-] red envelopes as an apology."

At this point, Chu Jiang stopped asking, and Lin Qian fell silent.

The two walked all the way up and finally came to the fifth floor.

"After you go in, don't think about it, you can do what I want you to do, understand?"

Lin Qian nodded.

So that's it, Chu Jiang took someone to the right, in front of the door of the third room.

From the outside at this moment, the room is dark, but Chu Jiang can see the details of the interior through the glass window.

This is an empty room, with some tables, chairs, props, etc. stacked in the corners.There are some staging in the center of the room, simulating things like a cross and a confessional, which looks crude and rudimentary.

The room was empty, and it seemed that the strange situation described by the students did not exist.

But this actually made Chu Jiang's heart alarm bells, shouldn't it be a ghost with a ghost realm...

Ghost domain, this is a very special thing, the scene inside it can either overlap with reality, or it can not overlap, forming an independent supernatural space.

And no matter what type of ghost domain it is, standing outside, you can never see the internal details; you can only find clues after you go in in person.

Finally, he checked the contents of his backpack and informed the operator, Chen Yuting, that after suspecting that there was a ghost realm, Chu Jiang grabbed the door handle and slowly opened it...

Now that he has chosen to be the person in charge, since he has come here, there is no way out.

The moment the door opened, Lin Qian's heart came to his throat.

But what surprised him was that it was still normal inside, his flashlight shone in, and there was only one unoccupied room.

Grabbing Lin Qian's hand, Chu Jiang cautiously stepped into the activity room.

It's just the distance of this step, everything they see in front of their eyes has changed.

They were standing in the doorway of a quiet church, with two old wooden doors behind them; one of them was half open, as if they had just entered from there.

Looking at the tall cross in the center of the church, the statue of Jesus on the cross, the neat rows of tables and chairs in front of the statue, and the dim oil lamps hanging on the mottled walls on both sides, Lin Qian was almost dumbfounded.

Chu Jiang bowed his head for the first time, and found that his clothes had changed.At the moment he was dressed in linen, shirtless, fisherman's attire.

Fortunately, the backpack is still there, it hasn't disappeared, but it has changed to a different style, a bit like a rag bag.

Lin Qian's clothes have also changed. He is wearing high-class noble clothes, a black round hat, and a small mustache, but he has not had time to notice it for the first time.

Confessor No. 3, Lord of Status; Penitent No. 4, Status Fisherman.

After Chu Jiang came to his senses, he just asked Lin Qian in a low voice, "How about it, is this scene exactly the same as the scene you constructed in your mind when you wrote the manuscript?"

"Poor, about the same. I didn't think so in detail. As for the writing, it is even less possible that every detail is the same as the real one. I can only say that this church is based on my script and try to be as real as possible. , refined results.”

Lin Qian's answer made Chu Jiang ponder for a while. This is both good news and bad news.

The good thing is that Chu Jiang tends to build it from the script, not from Lin Qian's heart.

In this way, as long as you focus on the script itself, you don't need to speculate on the changes in people's hearts.

The bad part is that if it is really based on inner construction and Lin Qian is willing to cooperate, Chu Jiang will have the initiative instead.Now this initiative seems to be gone.

"What's the name of this church?"

Lin Qian shook his head, "This is the script of the stage play, how can it be so detailed, it doesn't even have the characters' names, only the identity code, the church is called [Church]."

When talking, Lin Qian's angle of view turned, and then he was surprised to find that he had changed his clothes, saying that he didn't even know when he put on the hat.

"I believe you found it too, we both became penitents."

"And Xiao Li and the others retreated during the day, which probably means that all the penitents have repented for one round."

"Now that we are here again, what I believe means, you should know very well?"

Lin Qian's expression stiffened. He wrote the script. He naturally knew what was going to happen next. This was a thriller story of "punishing evil and promoting goodness"...

While the two were talking, a slow, heavy footstep sounded suddenly in the corridor leading to the back of the church.

Lin Qian was startled at first, and then slowed his breathing, while Chu Jiang looked in that direction thoughtfully.

Sure enough, after a while, an ugly big man came out of the corridor.