"Why did someone surrender again?"

While putting on his coat, Wu Su hurried into the bureau.

Last night's trip to Hundred Ghosts could no longer be covered. This news was explosive and instantly caused a tide-like chain reaction. The Internet collapsed one after another, and countless conspiracy theories and many speculations were spreading. With the disclosure of private images, the Supernatural Administration, as a secret organization of the government, was forced to be exposed to the public's view.

All members are ordered not to make any comments on the Internet or media until the official decision is made.

As the highest-level member of the M City Battle Corian, Wu Su had to bear most of the pressure from superiors and subordinates.

Although the night trip to Hundred Ghosts was over last night, his workload was doubled.

After a day and night of high-intensity work, Wu Su's eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and his beard became messy because it was not taken care of, like a bunch of weeds, but it still seemed energetic.

"Is it related to ace again?" He lit a cigarette and asked vaguely: "It's just like the Dong Gua before?"

"Not this time." Ke Zheng replied.

He thought about it and still couldn't find any suitable adjective, and said in a complicated expression:

"That... Anyway, Brother Wu, you will know when you go."

Wu Su: "?"

He glanced at his deputy captain suspiciously, and finally asked nothing, but walked towards the other person's finger.

As soon as he opened the door of the interrogation room, Wu Su's steps subconsciously paused.

The interrogation room is not big, the light above the head is cold and dazzling. The pattern is very simple, with a monotonous and cold meaning.

In the center of the room was a tall man. He was dressed simply, his posture was loose and relaxed, his facial features were extremely aggressive, his eyebrows were very high, his dark eyes were half-squinted, his hands were placed on the table, and his pale wrists were buckled with bright silver handcuffs. Even though he was sitting behind the iron table, he still had a special bond chain made by the bureau, but he seemed to be in his own home, a sense of obsessive oppression emanating from his bones, which made people instinctively feared.

In another corner of the room, Wu Su recognized that he had several helps with the logistics department members last time.

The young man's light-colored eyes were lowered, and his handsome and pale face had no expression, giving people a sense of indifference of keeping others from thousands of miles away.

He seemed to have deliberately chosen this position in the room, not far or close to the man sitting behind the iron table, and always maintained a sense of vigilance.

The atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it seemed like a sticky liquid, which made people breathless.

For some reason, the two of them obviously had no visual communication, but Wu Su felt that the two should know each other.

Wu Su: "..."

So what is going on in this weird atmosphere?

It seemed that he had noticed the visitor. The man sitting at the table raised his eyes, his dark pupils as dark as abyss, and he casually swept Wu Su.

In an instant, Wu Su felt a sense of fear that originated from instinct hit his heart, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed out of his spine. The alarm bell in his heart was shaking. The intuition developed by years of struggle in the game screamed wildly in his mind.

The creepy feeling when looking straight into the abyss came, and every cell in the body was clamoring to escape.

——Not a human.

The other party obviously refused to restrain himself, allowing the inhuman characteristics to appear in front of him clearly, and did not hide his strength and horror, just like a giant beast slowly stretching his body in a narrow room.

Wu Su suddenly felt an alarm in his heart, and subconsciously reached out to touch the holster on his waist, and asked sternly: "Who are you?"

Faced with his vigilance, the other party's reaction was particularly dull.

Ji Xuan raised his hand, and the special shackles on his wrist hit the iron table with a crisp sound. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous."

Wu Su seemed to have reacted only then.

The other party was carrying shackles specially developed by the Supernatural Administration Bureau, specifically to detain powerful evil spirits that cannot be eliminated for a while. As long as they were brought with them, the yin energy on their bodies would be suppressed and they would no longer have the power to harm others.

But even so, Wu Su still couldn't feel at all relieved.

Perhaps it was because the other party's attitude was too relaxed and casual, which made him subconsciously feel alert.

Wu Su was tense, narrowed his eyes and asked coldly:

"What's your purpose?"

Ji Xuan chuckled: "Isn't my purpose obvious yet?"

Now, Ye Jia, who was sitting in the distance, raised his eyes and landed his eyes on him.

The young man's expression was still calm and calm, his light-colored eyes were as sharp as a knife. Under such a sight, everything seemed to be invisible.

Seeing that he finally attracted the other party's gaze, Ji Xuan curled his lips in a slight way and said:

"cooperate."

"...cooperate?!" Wu Su repeated in surprise.

Ji Xuan leaned back relaxedly, squinted his eyes halfway: "Of course."

"Are you curious about whether the ghosts escaped from the game have leaders and what is the purpose?" He smiled on his lips, his eyes darkened: "Or... don't you want to know the reason why the hundreds of ghosts walked at night last night?"

Under the man's sight, Wu Su felt a chill on his spine.

However, I have to say that every problem the other party talks hits the point.

Until now, humans have no idea what they are dealing with - who are their opponents? What do they want?

The evil spirits who escaped from the game seemed to be in charge, some were scattered, and some were missing. The raging supernatural events occurred all over the country, neither in form nor in victims, and seemed to be indiscriminate. However, as a player who had experience in the game, Wu Su always felt that under the undercurrent was surging, and there seemed to be something behind the pusher behind it, but he had no evidence to prove his guess.

And now, a powerful high-level ghost finally appeared in front of him, as if he knew the truth of everything.

This made Wu Su feel trembling - half excited and half fear.

He took a deep breath, pulled a chair over, sat down opposite the man, and asked slowly:

"Then let's start with the beginning - who are your leaders?"

"Mother." Ji Xuan replied: "The source and dominator of all evil spirits and monsters."

His expression was particularly open, as if he didn't care what shocking words he said were.

Wu Su looked at him suspiciously: "When I was in the game, I had never heard of evil spirits and a mother."

"Low-level evil spirits and monsters are just inferior creatures born from Yin Qi." Ji Xuan chuckled: "Only high-level evil spirits have the concept of mother and will know the existence of their source."

"What about Ji Xuan?" Wu Su frowned: "Isn't he your king?"

Yejia: “…”

He looked away with some difficulty.

Ji Xuan said without changing his face: "Yes, but the so-called king is just a proxy for his mother."

"Agent? Why?"

Ji Xuan smiled on his lips, and a dark red flashed deep in his dark pupils. His voice was low and dark, making people feel creepy:

"—Because she can't come to the world for the time being."

Wu Su's Adam's apple rolled up and down dryly. He opened his mouth and asked slowly: "So, what do you mean is that the purpose of all these evil spirits is to let her come to the world? What will happen after she comes to the world? "

Ji Xuan did not answer.

He just casually tapped the table with his fingertips, making a "aggressive" sound: "Mother's domination over us comes from blood, which means that some information is impossible and cannot be revealed to you - so you'd better choose the questions you want to ask carefully."

"Okay." Wu Su took a deep breath and asked from a different angle: "You are also a high-level evil spirit, and you are also your mother's people. Why should you choose to help humans?"

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes thoughtfully:

"Well...we have differences in opinions."

His eyes swept across Ye Jia, who was sitting aside, with his lips curled slightly: "She gave me an impossible task."

The atmosphere in the air became weird for a moment.

Wu Su wisely did not continue to ask.

He thought for a while and said, "The capital is closer to the core of management than we do, and there are more capable people and strangers."

The branch of m City is just an inconspicuous part of the entire management bureau. Logically speaking, if you want to seek cooperation, it is a wiser way to go to the capital to find the headquarters. Wu Su believes that for the man in front of you, geographical distance is not very meaningful, but for some reason, he came to the branch of m City and deliberately came to the table of one of the logistics department members and announced his "submission".

This is too strange.

Wu Su glanced at Ye Jia in a vague way and asked around the bush:

"Why did you think of working with us?"

This time, Ji Xuan's smile deepened on the corner of his lips and said without hesitation: "Repay kindness."

The little black man squatted on Yejia's shoulder and hid under the hidden layer created by the other party for him. As the ghost closest to Yejia, it could clearly feel the subtle changes in the other party's aura.

The cold murderous aura with a hidden coldness was exactly the same as when he made up his mind to kill Ji Xuan.

The little black hand was so scared that he didn't dare to let out, for fear that Ye Jia would be impulsive and stepped forward to stab the other party.

It wants to cry without tears.

——If I am guilty, please let the law punish me, instead of making me tremble among the two big guys!!!

Ji Xuan seemed to have not noticed it. He looked at Ye Jia with a smile: "I believe you humans have a saying that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, let alone a life-saving grace."

——Of course, I have to promise you to save my life.

Ye Jia's expression became even colder,

Seeing Wu Sutuo's questioning gaze, he curled his lips quietly and replied:
To be continued...