Weird Regulator

The time while waiting for the task to start always flies by.

Ji Li remembered that he drank all 27 bottles of vodka and smoked seven packs of cigarettes in three days. November 10th had already arrived.

During this time, he has determined the list of personnel involved in this mission.

Ji Li, Mei Sheng, Dai Yingqi, He Lan, Murong Ci, Jiang Lin...

However, he still felt that the seven locks should correspond to seven people. The seventh person never showed his clues or revealed his identity in three days.

Within three days, something new happened.

For example, Jiang Lin visited Helan from time to time. Sometimes the two of them talked happily, and sometimes they broke up on bad terms. No one knew what they talked about.

For example, Ji Li noticed more than once that Dai Yingqi seemed to pay special attention to Mei Sheng, but did not dare to get close to her. There was a hint of fear and longing in her eyes.

Murong Ci, on the other hand, is a loner. He seems to be very proud of his past identity, arrogant about everything, and reads books behind closed doors.

Several times He Lan took the initiative to come to the door, but he coldly refused.

Ji Li was sitting on a chair in the hall, smoking and drinking. It was the dusk of November 10th, and his mission was about to begin.

At 2:30, the lost newcomers had been replaced, and at the same time, the hotel issued another mission.

The execution list of this mission is Tongguan, Yu Guo, Hong Fu, Tang Duan, Chen Xun, and Li Mofan.

Their mission had no identity concerns and had been spread among the store employees, and the mission scene was on a moving subway.

During the two-hour drive from the starting station to the end, the six clerks had to find six ghosts that had slipped into the passengers.

After Ji Li had a general understanding, he didn't pay much attention to it. With Tongguan and Yu Guo present, there was a high probability that there would be no mistakes in this mission.

Hong Fu, on the other hand, boasted boldly, saying that his luck was successful, and maybe the ghost might accidentally hit him and complete the task directly, making everyone laugh.

After hearing this, Ji Li felt that Hong Fu seemed to be living in a dream. If he was really so blessed, how could he be dragged into the hotel.

However, one thing that deserves his attention is that on November 10th, none of the clerks on his mission showed up.

Presumably, to be on the safe side, all participants had left the hotel early and entered the Bamboo Horse Club separately according to their respective scripts.

Since Ji Li had a blank copy, he planned to enter at the right time. This arrangement seemed to him the safest.

As for the clothes to wear to the meeting, he thought about it over and over, but couldn't decide what to wear. Finally, after thinking about it several times, he chose a retro Chinese tunic suit.

According to Ji Li's idea, the scripts sent to each clerk should not be distributed randomly. They must be partially consistent with the clerk. At least the age should not be too different.

Ji Li didn't know how old he was, but he looked to be in his mid-twenties, so the character in the script should also be of this age.

In the 16th year of the Republic of China, men of this age wore many different styles, but based on the analysis of the script, he believed that the people attending the banquet should be high-ranking officials.

Men of this age among the upper class have a wide range of clothing, but only the Chinese tunic suit is useless and can be worn regardless of their status.

Therefore, Ji Li is now wearing a pure black tunic suit and sitting in the hotel waiting for the time to arrive.

The Chinese tunic suit has always been a attire that is very in line with the body proportions of Chinese people. It can not only show the mental outlook but also add a sense of stability.

But the slim-fitting Mao suit worn on Ji Li, especially the long black hair, made his already gloomy temperament even more so that no one around him dared to talk to him anymore.

Ji Li shook the wine bottle in his hand and saw Fang Shenyan and others sitting on the chairs next to Tongguan, who was about to leave for the journey.

"I heard you also have a mission."

Fang Shenyan didn't feel too much regret after losing his ghost eyes. Although he lost the ability to detect supernatural beings, he had more capital for confrontation.

The most important thing is that he doesn't like his body to become a human or a ghost because of sinful objects.

Ji Li showed no expression and nodded lightly.

Fang Shenyan said nothing more, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of Ji Li, and stood up.

"If Mei Sheng cannot be sure that she is on our side during this mission, she will not be able to take away the crime, and she will not be able to live."

After saying this, he left directly. Nothing in front of him was of any interest to him, and he had finished what he needed to say.

Ji Li understood what he meant. He had already left Tongguan and could not have another one, otherwise it would be more and more troublesome in the future.

…

When Ji Li walked out of the hotel, an autumn rain that had been brewing for a long time could no longer be reserved.

The rain fell harder and harder, and the moat turned into broken circles. Except for the tinkling sound on the umbrella, the world became quiet.

Ji Li, dressed in black, melted into the darkness, his long hair became damp, and walked towards the Zhuma Guild Hall.

The reason why he didn't take a taxi was that he thought it was unreasonable for him to appear in any form.

And the hotel did not give him no treatment at all. During these three days, he found that the wound had healed quickly, but the lameness still remained.

So it’s not impossible to walk, it’s just very tiring.

Ji Li searched Zhuma Guild Hall several times in the past three days, but there was still no information.

At that time, he understood that the location of this mission was another separate supernatural place, just like the previous Republic of China Street.

Until Ji Li felt that it was almost time, the moment he walked out of the hotel, his phone vibrated with an email from the hotel.

"No. 1164, Jiangyin Avenue, Chengnan District"

This location is not too far from the hotel. It takes about an hour and a half to walk. If it rains, it will take about two hours.

Fortunately, Ji Li set aside enough time, and he also enjoyed the feeling of being soaked in the rain.

…

No. 1164 Jiangyin Avenue, when Ji Li's trouser legs were completely soaked by the rain, and the cold feeling stimulated his senses, it finally arrived.

In front of him was a TV station. There were still many people going out in the rain at this time, and the bright lights inside the building flickered in the heavy rain, making it dizzying.

A taxi stopped in front of Ji Li. The young woman in professional attire lost one of her high heels because she hurriedly got into the taxi, but did not pick it up again.

Ji Li looked at the red-soled high-heeled shoes, which were quickly washed away by the heavy rain and disappeared from his sight.

Gradually, the man holding the umbrella couldn't tell whether the cold rain falling on his shoulders belonged to 2015 or the 16th year of the Republic of China.

The only sound that penetrated my ears was the pattering of the tops of my leather shoes in the rain. What entered my eyes was the bright lights on the roof of the building.

At this time, a cold call awakened Ji Li's dazed mind.

"Sir, please present your invitation letter."