Weird Regulator

November is coming to an end, in the penultimate day.

An hour ago, Ji Li saw the light penetrating the clouds and mist. He originally thought that today would be a good day with clear wind and clear sky.

But when the day dispersed the night, the dense dark clouds became more numerous, and there was not much left of the bleak light.

Ji Li lowered his head and glanced at the weather on his phone screen. In three hours, it would rain continuously throughout the day.

This is not uncommon in cities along the river, but the darkness on the horizon has obscured the original brilliance, making people like them in the dark even more depressed.

Not long ago, after saying goodbye to Yu Guo, he got in touch with Zhan Xun.

As of now, the black gum is still on the second floor and has not come down.

Zhanxun's special occupation made him very good at tracking and monitoring, and the information he obtained was basically correct.

This news made Ji Li feel a little relieved.

After the Eucalyptus nigra was stabilized, he would have more energy to search for the ring tissue.

Although Ji Li refuted Yu Guo's theory of suspiciousness breeds dark ghosts, he also kept it in mind.

Both of their guesses are flawed and both have some validity.

The best explanation is that these two conjectures are incomplete and lack some key information to connect them.

This is not a day's work, so now is the time for Ji Li to take the next step.

The ghost boy who has no solution is very difficult to deal with.

There was a vague sense of déjà vu that if he was targeted, he would definitely die.

But whether it is Ji Li or Yu Guo, they have already acquiesced in one fact:

There can only be one ghost boy with no solution.

Otherwise, this mission will cease to exist, and the store clerk can only be mercilessly slaughtered.

But even if there is only one unsolvable ghost boy, the difficulty has already reached the limit.

Unless Ji Li's conjecture can be confirmed, find the exclusive blue and white porcelain jar of Wujie Ghost Boy and destroy it.

But this point is far away, so we have to delay the time and fight hard.

Fortunately, this mission is carried out in the seventh and ninth branches at the same time. Wujie Ghost Boy first kills Jiang Jiang and then pursues Yu Guo.

It’s our turn, it’s the turn of the Ninth Branch.

Thinking of this, Ji Li turned around silently and looked at the women not far away.

Fan Ru's injury has improved a lot while resting, and he is now drowsy.

Su Qin'er was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her cheek with her hands, her facial features obscured by her scattered hair.

Speaking of which, it was Wang Ting, an ordinary person who was not a store clerk, who was looking at Ji Li with red and swollen eyes.

Wang Ting's identity means that no matter how much she rests, she cannot accept the drastic changes at night.

She looked at Ji Li, slowly brushed her pale face with her hands, straightened her mind and asked:

Detective Ji, is there anything else I can help you with?

Ji Li put his hands into his pockets and walked slowly from the window to the bed. His slender figure blocked the limited light.

If you want to continue living, leave this city.

Forget all this and see the world with new eyes.

Ji Li was surprisingly patient with Wang Ting, and he had done his best to be reasonable and affectionate.

The woman clenched her hands and covered her chest. She lowered her head in pain as if she had lost all her strength, and her cry was pitiful.

Ji Li did not look at her, but continued walking forward, standing next to Su Qin'er, and stretched out his right hand.

Su Qin'er's shoulders were very thin, and when she touched her slightly curly hair, the palm of her hand felt soft, and he patted it.

wake up……

Ji Li kept walking, but when passing by the front desk, he left a bank card and pushed the door open.

Fan Ru and Su Qin'er woke up one after another. After they looked at each other, solemnity appeared on their confused faces.

The two stood in a row, took a deep breath in unison, and then left the clinic.

Just before Su Qin'er walked out of the door, she turned her head with some sympathy and glanced at Wang Ting, who was alone.

Soon after the sound of pushing the door sounded, there were also bursts of footsteps on the wooden stairs on the second floor.

The very old doctor went downstairs with glasses in his hand. After looking at the door for a while, he walked to the front desk.

He immediately saw the bank card left on the table, but when he picked it up, he found a note underneath the card.

There are only a few words on it.

The old doctor frowned and put on his glasses. After looking at it carefully for a long time, he turned around in surprise and looked at the bed blocked by the white curtain.

There was originally the sound of a woman sobbing, but now it has returned to silence.

…

Store manager, will Miss Wang be okay?

Su Qin'er raised her hand to block the light seeping out of the clouds, and asked softly.

As a clue character in the mission, no one knows how miserable this kind of character usually ends.

But Ji Li stood in the wind with his hands in his pockets, glanced at her thoughtfully, and said lightly:

Shouldn't you worry about yourself?

After Su Qin'er and Fan Ru looked at each other, their originally somewhat recovered expressions turned into embarrassment once again.

I'm with the store manager, nothing will happen...

It's a pity that we won't always be together.

Ji Li took out the cigarette case from his arms, took out a cigarette, lit it, blew the smoke into the wind, and said quietly:

In the next few hours, we will split into two and start the operation.

I went to the Kapok Photo Studio, and Qin and Fan Ru went to the Tang Dynasty Wax Museum to search for information separately.

About the Circle Organization, about Ren Jiayun, about Black Gum and Ren Yunfeng, and of course about the owners of the two halls, everything.

Su Qin'er and Fan Ru were stunned when they heard Ji Li's plan, and they asked in unison:

Split up?

The manpower is already insufficient, and now we have to explore in batches. Doesn't this give the ghosts a chance to defeat them one by one?

Even though the two are newcomers, they are not fools. They usually follow Tongguan and others to analyze tasks.

This plan of action would push the two of them out to die!

Su Qin'er's expression changed again and again, and she hesitated and did not dare to speak, but Fan Ru was straightforward and said immediately:

Store manager, Miss Su and I are just two newcomers, and neither of us are in good health.

You gave us such a key clue, but I'm afraid we won't be able to complete it...

Fan Ru's face was livid, but she actually said it very tactfully.

The key clue point is that there must be a ghost.

Not to mention that they had no crime, both of them were physically and psychologically damaged, so how could they complete the action independently.

Ji Li smoked a cigarette expressionlessly, slowly turned his head, looked at her flatly and said:

You mean, I'm driving you to death, right?

Fan Ru did not dare to look directly into Ji Li's eyes. He took half a step back and explained in a deep voice:

I just want to say, store manager, can you reconsider your plan...

Ji Li interrupted her immediately before she finished speaking, his voice getting colder and colder, one sentence after another:

I don't care what kind of people you are, at least you still have legs to walk and a brain to think.

You were injured, and my shoulder was bleeding. You said you were not capable enough, so I arranged a companion for you.

Are you being humane in front of me?

Aren't you a member of the Seventh Branch?

Do you want to do nothing and complete the task while lying down?

Or let me hear you say with my own ears, do you want to die?

Fan Ru was forced to retreat. She always felt that Ji Li's arrangement was unfair, but her words were clearly justified.

Su Qin'er's face became increasingly pale, she supported Fan Ru's body, gritted her teeth and agreed:

Okay store manager, we will do our best to do this job well!

Ji Li stopped looking at them, took another puff of cigarette into the wind, and said lightly:

Then what are you waiting for?