Chapter 423 Throwing a Stone to Test the Water, Insufficient Authority (5k)

Wen Yan stood on the underworld, looking at a few Ah Piao wrapped in gray cloth. The remaining Ah Piao were basically completely lost the moment they fell here, and were trapped by countless local dead souls. They would do anything. No more.

Wen Yan looked at the countless dead souls in the underworld and shouted tentatively.

"Can you do me a favor? Get those guys who broke in together."

He was just giving it a try. After all, the dead souls here were basically unconscious.

But unexpectedly, after he finished shouting, the dead souls who were walking along the road gathered together and pushed aside all the new intruders.

There was an intruder who might still have some sense of consciousness. He was still struggling in the confusion. He was slapped by an old man and was slapped back.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment. The dead old man's eyes were empty and he obviously had no self-awareness. His temper was so explosive.

Tong Si looked at the two soul lanterns at the intersection, and then looked up at the street lamps that were incompatible with the environment here and kept casting soft and warm light. He was not surprised.

Wen Yan, a living person, might know and understand, but he would never be able to empathize with how important the ordinary warm-colored street lamps here are to the souls of the dead here.

Without consciousness, they will not delay these dead souls and exclude those intruders with bad intentions.

The underworld is not something anyone can come to if they want, including the dead soul Ah Piao.

Wen Yan looked at the intruding souls that were pushed to the roadside by a large number of souls and cupped his hands.

"Thank you very much."

He fumbled in his bag and took out a jade cage. He grabbed the dead souls and stuffed them in one after another.

Soon, the warm-colored white jade sculpture quickly turned into gray, and finally turned into black. It was so gloomy and cold that you could feel a biting chill in your hand.

After he finished pretending, Wen Yan sealed up those A'Piao who were obviously conscious and knew what they were doing.

Then he went up from the main intersection and went home to get some more things.

When I went to a meeting before, I didn’t bring much fighting equipment, so this time I brought all the equipment.

By the way, he picked up a few more incense sticks, and after going down to the underworld again, he lit the incense with his own yang energy and held it up to gesture to the surroundings.

"Thank you for your help. It's just a small thing, but it's not disrespectful. Please."

He placed three handfuls of incense infused with yang energy at the intersection, so that all the dead souls passing by could inhale some. It was somewhat meaningful.

While walking on the road, he also held up a handful of incense, so that the souls who passed by could benefit from it.

After coming out of the suburbs of the capital, Wen Yan asked Feng Wei and Tong Si to go back first. He flicked the gray cloth and released the few souls he had captured before.

"Tell me, I'm in a hurry. What's your name, where are you from, what's going on, please finish it quickly. I'm not a professional interrogation expert, and I don't know much about interrogation, but I can tell you responsibly, I did it on the spot I’ll beat you to pieces without even a single flaw.”

One of them, Ah Piao, had a gloomy face and sneered. The next moment, gray cloth flew over and bound him tightly.

Wen Yan took out the cell phone issued by Lieyang Bu, took a photo of the guy and kept it, then opened the match and took a photo of the guy.

Soon, an identity information was given.

This Ah Piao is still a modern person. He died more than ten years ago. When he died, there were formal procedures. This guy just happened to be replacing a new generation of ID cards. He also stayed because of a fight with someone on the street. Record.

Wen Yan continued to take photos of several other Ah Piaos, some of whom could be identified, and some who could not. Those who could not be identified probably died earlier.

Wen Yan looked at the messages on his phone and looked at A Piao in front of him.

"He was very violent. He was so violent that he was hacked to death in the street. He was still so violent after death. It seems that he is really brave. I want to ask you one last question. Just say it. If you don't say anything, don't waste my time."

That Ah Piao didn't say anything, just sneered. Wen Yan nodded and looked at the other Ah Piao, but no one was willing to say anything.

"Okay, they are all talented people. They come out to hang out and show loyalty. That's fine."

Wen Yan dragged several Ah Piao from the suburbs of the capital towards the city.

The further they walked in, the more Piao began to feel uncomfortable.

The protection level in the capital is the highest. Guys like them who are not authorized and have bad auras will feel more uncomfortable the closer they get. If they reach the large area of ​​the headquarters of the Lieyang Department, they will not even have the ability to stand there alive. .

Wen Yan didn't go far when he received a call.

"Wen Yan, where did this happen? If anything happens, just let me know directly." The chief secretary's tone was a little tired.

Before dawn, he was woken up by a phone call. He didn't know where Wen Yan got so energetic. He stayed up all night and ran out of the city. Now he was dragging a few dead souls with him from the suburbs to the city.

"I'm sorry, I was attacked by Ah Piao, and I'm going to take him back now."

"Were you attacked? Is there such a bold A'Piao near the capital?" The secretary was a little shocked.

"In the underworld."

"Ah?" The big secret was even more confused. You stayed up late at night and stayed up all night to go to hell?

"During the day, Lao Li asked me to do something. I couldn't sleep, so I went early to do it. I didn't expect it to end up like this."

Wen Yan didn't explain clearly what was going on, and the chief secretary didn't ask in detail. He changed his mind and said immediately.

"Then wait a moment. If you take a few Ah Piao like this and walk towards the city, they will have to dissipate when they reach the Fourth Ring Road at most."

"okay."

Wen Yan waited for a few minutes, and saw a car parked in front of him. Several field officers on duty got off the car, took out their equipment and took in these ghosts.

"I have to trouble you guys in the middle of the night."

"No trouble, no trouble, if you have such a thing, just call me directly, it's convenient." The leader had a big beard, and when he laughed, his beard seemed to be shaking, which was particularly funny.

They were originally on patrol, and received a call that there was a mission here. There were several ghosts who attacked the experts of the Lieyang Department. They immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed over. Unexpectedly, after coming over, they picked up the merit for nothing.

"My name is Cui Yan, Expert Wen, let's add each other as friends and leave contact information?"

"Don't call me expert, it's too awkward, just call me Wen Yan."

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and added him as a friend. Cui Yan smiled.

"Brother Wen is so polite. If you have anything to say, just call me. It's so difficult to catch ghosts in Beijing. I heard that the secretary has woken up this time and gave special orders."

"How could I know that the cameras in Beijing are so good? There are special cameras in the suburbs. I didn't walk far and the phone called. I was so embarrassed."

Walking on the road, Wen Yan chatted with these field officers. They were all bored.

You may not see two ghosts in a month of patrol, and there are even fewer who make trouble. If they can make trouble, they can't solve it.

Although the welfare and treatment in Beijing are good, there is no opportunity to accumulate merits. Those who are a little motivated want to go to the Lieyang Department in other places.

At least there are various small cases to accumulate experience and slowly accumulate merits.

There are ghosts in the local area, but they can't make trouble. It's completely incomparable with Guanzhong County.

This time, they picked up some merits for nothing, and they were all very happy.

Arriving at the headquarters, Wen Yan watched those ghosts being sent to be detained and interrogated.

This time he had no intention of hiding anything, so he threw these ghosts over as a test.

Back to where he lived, Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and tapped the screen.

In the corner of the phone, a black box pattern popped up.

"I said, you draw it."

"Okay."

"A lantern, overall, it should be an octagonal lantern, the light is dim, and it is a bit like the prop palace lanterns in film and television dramas. There are some patterns on it, which are very blurry and can't be seen clearly."

The black box immediately generated a version of the picture and asked Wen Yan to choose.

Wen Yan chose one of them.

"It looks more like this."

After a few minutes of modification, Wen Yan looked at the last picture, which was 90% similar to what he saw, but it was only similar in appearance.

"It's probably like this, see if there is anything matching in the record."

A few seconds later, the black box gave an answer and listed three pictures.

"The highest matching degree is only 45% similarity."

One is a rare item collected by the Lieyang Department. The light of the lantern can illuminate things that ordinary people cannot see, such as ghosts, so that ordinary people can also see them.

One is related to a case that has been closed, and the lantern is evidence.

One is related to a ghost market. There was once a ghost market. When it opened, a lantern would be hung at the entrance.

No one matches, but Wen Yan looked at the last lantern. Except that they were all octagonal lanterns, there was not much similarity in other places.

But when Wen Yan saw this lantern, he felt that the style and feeling were really similar.

"Where did this last lantern come from?"

"There was a ghost market in the past, a ghost market for living people that only dealt with various things that were not allowed to see the light, but it was patronized by ghosts. Later, something happened and it disappeared. This lantern was the sign that would be hung at the entrance when the ghost market opened."

Wen Yan had heard of this story before. Since then, the ghost market specifically refers to the Rakshasa ghost market, and no one dared to use the name of the ghost market for living people anymore. It was honestly called the black market.

In the past, there were black markets and ghost markets, which were counted separately.

Black markets generally involve illegal activities or things that are on the edge of the law, but the things sold there are just like markets, waiting for customers to come.

However, ghost markets are generally very secretive, with secret locations, and they basically don't set up stalls in the venue to wait for customers to come. From sellers to buyers, they all want to hide themselves tightly. They dare to sell any ghost things in them, and there are basically no things that can be bought and sold legally.

The most typical place where the local ghost god of wealth in Shenzhou appears is in the ghost market.

"Send me the information of the closed ghost market."

"Do you want all the related information?"

"Yes."

"You don't have enough authority to view all the information."

"Huh?" Wen Yan was stunned, and instantly became alert.

I have heard this story before, but at that time, he only regarded this thing as a related part.

I didn't expect it, I never expected it.

I actually found the key things in such a place.

Wen Yan laughed, he is now at the headquarters of the Lieyang Department.

He doesn't have enough authority, but isn't there someone who has enough authority?

Now he is a related party, and he was attacked by a ghost, and it also involves the ghost god of wealth. He has absolutely enough reasons to ask the general manager for authority directly.

He looked at the time and waited until dawn.

He continued to ask the black box.

"Is the lantern in the ghost market in the Lieyang Department?"

"No, there are only similar photos."

"Is there any record of the origin of this lantern?"

"There is no direct record...please wait."

Wen Yan was about to go to bed when the black box sent news.

"I found out that this lantern is purely handmade, and the related techniques are difficult and the processing of related materials is also very troublesome. I found the following places where these techniques may be mastered. The following list is sorted from high to low likelihood."

Black Box lists a long list with a brief introduction, like a public account.

There are more than a dozen options in total, and this is the first time Wen Yan knows that there are more than a dozen in a place called the Land of Lanterns.

There are more than a dozen places, from the vicinity of the capital to the northeast, from Guanzhong County to Tianfu County, and then to Nanwu County.

The black box couldn't distinguish some things that couldn't be quantified, but it gave Wen Yan reference pictures.

Wen Yan looked at a few and paid attention to three of them, one in Tianfu County, one in Guanzhong County, and one in Nanwu County.

Wen Yan didn't know much about techniques, but purely based on comparison and feeling, these three places were the most likely. In addition, he carefully read the detailed description and compared the techniques and material selection. These three places were still the most likely. .

Although they are both called the hometown of lanterns, the skills, styles and cores that can be passed down are very different.

For example, in some places in the north, what they are good at is making red lanterns. That kind of technique and materials are actually not suitable for octagonal lanterns.

Seeing this, Wen Yan put away his phone and took a nap before dawn.

He didn't care at all about the few Ah Piao who were taken away. He was sleeping soundly now, and it was others who should be panicking.

To be honest, he hoped that some bold guy would silence or let go of those Ah Piao at this time.

This makes things simpler.

Wen Yan quickly fell asleep. On his phone, a black box icon quietly retreated from the screen and disappeared.

Wen Yan was right, it was others who should panic.

Wen Yan arrogantly dragged several Ah Piao into the capital, and was directly caught on camera. Even though it was not yet dawn, there were already many people who knew about this.

In a small mountain village in the northeast, a middle-aged man was holding a mobile phone and sweating profusely.

"Yes, I don't know either. How could I know? I thought this was some goddess asking Mi, how could I possibly know that someone is summoning souls in the underworld.

This...isn't this a disease?

who? Gentle words? Which gentle words? "

"Have your brain been kicked by a donkey? How can you be gentle?" A roar came from the phone.

"Oh, my God, is this guy so reckless? He's so sick. How could I have imagined it? I just see someone summoning spirits. If it doesn't work once, I'll do it again. How can I bear it? I didn't know it would be like this. Don't You scolded me, what’s the use of scolding me, what should I do now?”

"You asked me, I asked who was going to go! Several Ah Piao were caught!

Wen Yan didn't have any idea. He took those Ah Piao directly into the capital, where he was caught on camera and triggered the alarm.

Now those Ah Piao have entered the Lieyang Department headquarters!

Do you think you are brainless? If you eat pig brains every day, you are almost turning into pig brains! "

"Ah...then...then...what should I do?"

"Now, immediately, right away, get out of here, whether it's north or south, anyway, get out of here. If you can't get away, then you should die immediately. You should die completely now. Don't leave any body behind. Don't implicate others." ”

"But, I'm already dead in the records. The death certificate has been issued and I'm cremated in the records. How can I run away? What if I'm photographed..."

"Before dawn, if you are still in China, I will go over and kill you myself!"

There was a bang and the phone was hung up. From the sound, it seemed that the phone had been dropped.

The middle-aged man was sweating. This time he was in big trouble. He had never heard of anyone in his life who dared to summon spirits in the place where A Piao gathered. Isn't this just looking for trouble and death?

As for the underworld, it is extremely dangerous in itself, and it is also the place where the dead souls gather the most.

Calling souls in such a place simply did not exist in his cognition.

Those released A Piao might be a big threat if put in other places, but if put in the underworld, it would be equivalent to drowning a river with a basin of water.

The middle-aged man quickly pulled out a box from under the bed, which contained cash and documents.

Fortunately, he had been prepared beforehand. He had already faked his death and had a death certificate issued. Now he was not afraid of anyone finding out about him.

He quickly took out a human leather mask, put it on his face, put on a leather hat, surrounded his face, and drove away quickly.

On the other side, some people in the capital could not sleep.

The leader of the Li family appeared in the headquarters of the Lieyang Department before dawn.

He was holding a thermos cup and sitting on a cold bench. From here, through the glass at the corridor door, he could see the corridor inside and part of the interrogation room door.

Even at night, the headquarters of the Lieyang Department is crowded with people coming and going in a hurry.

Someone saw Lao Li sitting here and came over to ask.

Lao Li held the thermos cup, took a sip, spit out the tea leaves, and replied leisurely.

"I can't sleep, so come here and feel the atmosphere here. When you go back, you can educate the younger generations and they will learn from you."

The visitor glanced in the direction that Lao Li had been looking and smiled bitterly.

"This is the headquarters..."

"What do you want to say? I'm just sitting here. If you're not welcome, or it's not acceptable, then I'll get out now."

"Okay, please sit down..." The man didn't dare to say more and quickly retreated.

Wen Yan brought ghosts to Beijing without any cover-up, and now everyone who should know knows.

When Lao Li heard that Wen Yan left the city overnight and went to the underworld, he was attacked by ghosts in the underworld and brought the ghosts back. He immediately sobered up, washed his face, made two phone calls, and sat here waiting.

It's not like the Lieyang Department hasn't had any incidents before. Someone has linked up with suspects, especially ghosts. After entering the Lieyang Department, they disappeared inside. This kind of thing has also happened.

Lao Li certainly knew what Wen Yan was doing in the underworld, and he also knew under what circumstances, ghosts could inexplicably run to the underworld to attack Wen Yan.

What else can there be besides summoning spirits?

He was just trying his best, and he really didn't know what to do. When he heard Wen Yan talk about it at the meeting, he got excited and shamelessly asked Wen Yan for help.

Who would have thought that Wen Yan would go to help him first without sleeping that night, and almost fell in the underworld.

If he pretends to know nothing and doesn't care about anything, is he still a human being?

Old Li said nothing, and sat here, on the cold bench, squatting here to watch.