Yang Chuan tried hard to calm down, then made a phone call, spoke a few words, and quickly hung up.
He looked at Jiang Chen again: "The director has agreed. I can apply for you the second-level permission. It will be approved within a day, but I need you to tell me everything that happened that night in full detail, and that shrine..."
See the other party compromise.
Jiang Chen is also very free and easy.
He immediately took out the shrine from his bag and threw it to Yang Chuan. He had used the enhanced version of this thing before and found that it was not worth much after the soul of the old man knocking on the door was no longer attached to it.
Yang Chuan was a little surprised: "Do you trust me so much?"
"No, I'll give it to you first. Once the permission is granted, I'll tell you about what happened that night." Jiang Chen's logic was rigorous.
Yang Chuan: “…”
He did not try to argue on this point, because he understood that with Jiang Chen's foxy character, it was already a rare opportunity for him to leave the shrine to him.
He would never give all the goods to himself before paying for them.
This matter is finalized.
Yang Chuan no longer hesitated, but turned his head to look at Su Ling's shadow. A little scarlet slowly appeared in his pupils, and a cold and terrifying atmosphere instantly enveloped the place.
Su Ling couldn't help but shrink her neck.
"What are you going to do with this half-blood-stained shirt?" Yang Chuan glanced at her for a few seconds, then turned to look at Jiang Chen and warned him, "It's currently sleeping in the shadows, harmless to humans and animals, but once it wakes up, its true colors will be revealed."
"What if this ghost still has some humanity left?" Jiang Chenyu asked.
Hearing this, Yang Chuan's eyes lit up slightly: "Is this ghost a friend or relative of this little girl? Hiding in her shadow, not intending to harm her? If that's the case, then there's a high probability that she's a ghost messenger, with a success rate of over 80%!"
"What if..." Jiang Chen said this and patted Su Ling: "Let your sister come out."
"Oh!" Su Ling nodded, closed his eyes, and seemed to be communicating with someone.
Seeing this scene, Yang Chuan's eyes fixed.
Xu Xingfeng and his companions who came up from behind also had a look of disbelief on their faces.
"Could it be possible that she could actively communicate with the shadow ghost?"
"Isn't this something that only we, the Yincha, can do?"
"What the hell, is this a strange omen?"
When they saw Jiang Chen bringing this little girl here, they thought that she was haunted by a ghost and brought her to the Underworld Police Station to ask for their help.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
Sudden.
A cold and gloomy aura permeated the scene. Su Ling's clothes quickly turned bright red, spider-web-like blood vessels spread out from the corners of his eyes, and his pupils turned pitch black.
Xu Xingfeng and his companions suddenly felt the pressure doubled.
He looked very surprised.
A figure with half blood-stained clothes made the three pseudo-B-level masters all feel a great threat!
Yang Chuan was also a little surprised: "What a strong half-blooded shirt!"
After Su Qiao came out, she glanced at everyone in the room with a gloomy look. When she saw Yang Chuan, a look of deep fear appeared on her face, and she took a few steps back without making a sound.
At this time.
Jiang Chen slapped her on the butt and continued what he was saying before: "What if the remaining human consciousness has so many words, haha, what should we do?"
Su Qiao was almost furious after the sudden attack. She turned her head and saw Jiang Chen. She gritted her teeth but dared not say anything. She lowered her head and smacked her lips, as if she was cursing.
She looked like an angry young wife.
See this scene.
Everyone present opened their mouths so wide that a goose egg could fit in.
Me?
Is there still so much human consciousness left?
Even after such a provocation, he didn't completely lose his mind. Moreover, that resentful expression and the cursing behavior...
Strong doubts arose in everyone's hearts.
Is this really a ghost?
Ignoring her appearance, this is a lively little girl!
In the past, ghosts that still had some human consciousness were merely a little smarter than other ghosts, and had a little more kindness towards certain people.
But the little girl in front of him looked no different from a living person.
They know how to weigh the pros and cons, and will not fall into madness easily, or show greed when seeing living people, wanting to absorb their yang energy.
In other words, as a ghost, she was a little abnormally normal.
At this moment, Yang Chuan seemed to have thought of something and took a deep breath: "A dead spirit!"
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