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"This is the source?"
At this moment, at the airport, a isolation zone was built far away. Yang Jian, Shen Liang, Guo Fan and some other staff members looked around at the suitcase beside them.
It is hard to imagine that the first place where the ghost appeared would be in a suitcase.
And this suitcase is damaged, with a weird gap on it, it seems that something escaped from it before.
"So the ghost was brought onto the plane by a certain passenger in a suitcase? Who did it? Get that passenger out, and ask that guy how he wants to die by the way? Dare to bring the ghost to Dajing City to find me Trouble?"
One person said with a sullen face, and there was a dangerous breath in his tone, like a madman, which made people shudder.
Yang Jian glanced at him.
The person who spoke was Chen Yi, who was one of the Interpol in Dajing City. The reason why he was one of them was that there were more than one Interpol responsible for the security of Dajing City, and Chen Yi was just one of them.
This Chen Yi looks quite normal, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a faint smell of corpses on his body, his fingers are slightly stiff, and corpse spots have appeared on the back of his hands. Wearing a thick mask, it seems that the mouth is covered on purpose.
If such a person stood at the intersection of the street at night, he would definitely frighten many people.
"He's another dangerous guy. His body is basically close to that of Li Gui. It's probably not as simple as controlling two ghosts, but his condition is worse than mine. I don't know how long he can last." Yang Jian thought to himself, and at the same time slightly Be wary of this man named Chen Yi.
The closer the ghost master is to the recovery of the ghost, the more terrifying it will be.
?Because at that time, all aspects had already turned into ghosts, and no one knew whether he was a human being at one moment and would turn into a ghost the next moment.
"Chen Yi, don't worry, there are records on the luggage, and the person who checked the luggage will find it soon. The most urgent thing now is to confirm what is in it." Shen Liang comforted him, his tone very polite.
"I'll unpack the box." Guo Fan's gloomy face made people avoid him subconsciously.
Although opening the box to check is a bit risky, but Yang Jian has successfully restricted the ghosts, so the degree of risk is very limited, and so many people are doing it, bringing together a group of top ghost masters in the country, if something really happens Things can be resolved.
"Be careful." Shen Liang stepped back a certain distance, and at the same time warned.
Guo Fan has never seen any scenes. Didn¡¯t the Zhongshan City incident come out alive?
A small box doesn't scare him, but he still has the necessary vigilance.
soon.
The damaged suitcase was opened, and there was nothing weird or bloody in it as imagined.
Very common stuff.
There are some cups, saucers, ceramic jars and the like, which look a little old.
"It's some antiques. There are certificates of appraisal and purchase contracts here, and the procedures are very formal." A staff member next to him observed it a few times and immediately said.
"Are you kidding me?" Chen Yi's face was a little grim: "After working for so long, a lot of people just want to look at this rubbish? What I want is the source of the spiritual appearance, and the result."
His emotions seemed to be a little out of control, which made people feel more and more dangerous.
Yang Jian, who was silent at the side, frowned slightly.
This person's emotions are so out of control, more deeply affected than himself, that he can actually become one of the Interpol in Dajing City.
It can't be a related household.
Of course, this idea was dismissed by him as soon as it appeared.
The fact that Chen Yi was transferred to Dajing City shows that there is absolutely no problem with his mental state, at least he cannot be a time bomb. The only explanation is that this guy is born with a bad temper. After becoming a ghost master, he was influenced by ghosts and became angry It got worse, and my temper became more and more uncontrollable.
"It's not all rubbish, I can feel that this is the source of this plane paranormal incident." Guo Fan, with a dead face on his face, pointed to a dark ceramic.
The shape of this ceramic is very ordinary, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It is neither exquisite nor simple, but it gives people a weird feeling.
Vaguely looking inside through the mouth of the bottle, it was pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.
"Let me take a look." A staff member volunteered to come over.
"I am a student of Professor Bai.??I have done some research on some historical things, maybe I can help you a little bit. "
"Look." Shen Liang nodded, allowing him to act.
The entourage this time is relatively sufficient, and there are people from various fields.
Because this supernatural event has great research value.
The staff member looked at the bottle and said, "This is not an ordinary bottle, it's a soul bottle."
"What is a soul bottle?" Guo Fan asked on the side.
"In some ancient tombs, there were two bottles that were placed next to the coffin. The bottles were used to house the soul of the deceased, so they were called soul bottles, but soul bottles are no longer used in modern tomb culture. In addition, This soul bottle is a modern product, and it is not fired in a famous kiln, but a product of a rural earthen kiln. Judging from the material, it has a history of at least a hundred years."
Speaking of this, the staff member was a little puzzled and said: "It's very strange, this soul bottle doesn't look like something in a tomb, because it doesn't smell like earth, and it doesn't smell fishy. I don't know what the owner used to burn it for. of."
A hundred years ago?
Yang Jian's eyes sank slightly, and he noticed this key information.
Is it a product of the Republic of China?
The basement of the Hongfa Temple in Dachang City was also built during the Republic of China, and the old house in Guanjiang Community was also built during the Republic of China. Even the bowl of egg fried rice that appeared in the ghost cabinet was actually porcelain from the Republic of China period. .
All the weird sources of information point to the same period.
"So, this bottle was used to hold ghosts before?" Zhong Shan also looked at the bottle, he was not interested in antiques, only in the source.
"This possibility is not ruled out, the bottle cap is still here." The staff member picked up the bottle cap from the side.
Zhong Shan smiled: "There is no need to doubt, I never need uncertain answers when doing things, and I will just clarify this matter today while there are many people."
With that said, he walked over, picked up the soul bottle and dropped it to the ground.
The soul bottle was broken, and the porcelain was cracked all over the place.
A golden bottle emerged from the porcelain.
Seeing this, Yang Jian's eyelids twitched immediately.
Gold?
It wasn't just him, the others were also taken aback for a moment.
"Porcelain is a disguise, just to cover up this golden bottle. Since the bottle is made of gold, there is no doubt about the result." Zhong Shan smiled lightly.
In the eyes of ordinary people, gold is money, but in the eyes of ghost masters, it is a tool for pretending to be ghosts.
Every ghost master has a lot of gold containers in his hands.
Boxes, bags, gold foil, boxes There are all kinds of shapes, you can do whatever you think is convenient, even the shape of a bottle is nothing unusual.
"Is it something left by the ghost master a hundred years ago? It was just a coincidence that it fell to the people and was bought as an antique. Then because of the bumps on the plane, the bottle cap fell off, so the ghost inside was released. "Yang Jian has already analyzed the whole incident in his head at this moment.
This was purely an accident.
There is no source. If there is a source, then you have to ask people a hundred years ago.
"So, is it really a waste of work?" Guo Fan, who had a dead face, seemed to be even more unhappy: "A group of people just circle around a bottle, which is completely worthless for any research."
The ghost in the bottle is in Yang Jian's hands. The bottle is empty, but gold is worth something.
But are the people here short of money?
At this time, the other side of the investigation showed results, and the owner of the suitcase was found.
The two armed police escorted the prisoner, usually a fat middle-aged man.
"Wande Road?" Yang Jian was slightly taken aback when he saw the middle-aged man.
He had a few conversations with this Wan Delu on the first-class cabin of the plane before. They were not considered acquaintances, but they had met once.
At this moment, Wan Delu, the boss of the listed company, was like a frightened bird, trembling all over, as if he was more panicked than encountering a supernatural event.
Perhaps, he already had a vague premonition in his heart that he seemed to have caused some serious trouble. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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