Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

A pale blue, ethereal spirit appeared beside the white-haired old man without him noticing.

There are indeed ghosts.

"Well, the situation isn't too bad."

The white-haired old man said without turning his head, "It's only considered moderately bad."

ghost:"……."

Although she had known for a long time that her eldest son had this kind of personality, she still felt speechless every time she heard him speak like this.

Seemingly sensing the ghost's emotions, the leader of the Coastal Night Demon Division chuckled and explained, "I know what you want to ask."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired old man's expression became unusually solemn, as if only now did he display the demeanor of a born leader.

"I just conducted a basic soul test on them, and it's basically confirmed that the guy named Xu Yuan isn't a cultist as you suspect. His soul is still human and hasn't shown any signs of merging with the supernatural. So he shouldn't be a cultist's mole planted in our Night Demon Division, but..."

At this point, a glint of light flashed in the white-haired old man's eyes: "Headquarters said that recently those cultists seem to have suddenly become enlightened. None of the undercover agents they planted have undergone their so-called baptism ceremony. In other words, even if Xu Yuan's soul is still human, he may still be one of the cultists."

ghost:"……"

Although she really wanted to say, "What you're saying is the same as not saying anything at all," she thought about her boss's temper and decided to keep her mouth shut.

At this moment, the white-haired old man, who had been talking to himself, suddenly changed the subject and shifted the topic to the bear doll named Jack.

"As for that guy named Jack who most likely gained strange powers during this bizarre attack..."

The white-haired old man paused slightly, his tone somewhat heavy: "It can now be basically confirmed that his original human soul has been corrupted by a strange force."

Upon hearing this, Ghost, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up: "Boss, you mean... that private investigator might turn into someone like those cultists?"

The ghost's expression was somewhat solemn.

These sorcerers, like the sorcerers, also possess strange powers.

However, their souls still belong to humans, while the souls of the cultists have completely transformed into the monster they merged with.

The alliance believes that a person's thoughts are controlled by their own soul. Once a person's soul becomes bizarre, their thoughts will also become bizarre, disregarding life and order.

In short, neither the strange power nor the strange instinctual thoughts are controllable.

"Half and half. Half of his soul has turned into a bizarre form. If we can't stop this, the worst outcome will just be another time bomb like the cultists."

The white-haired old man's eyes narrowed slightly: "Moreover, his personality and even his way of thinking have undergone some significant changes. I remember the information said that this guy named Jack is a private detective, but his behavior is completely unlike what a private detective should be like."

Just now, the white-haired old man deliberately tested the other party, focusing on chatting with him. Based on the other party's behavior and replies during the conversation, it was basically confirmed that his mind had been strangely influenced.

The terrifying thing about this influence is that you are completely unaware of the changes in yourself, and you even think that these are your original thoughts and personality, and that you should behave, speak, and act in this way.

This kind of behavior that distorts human thought is exactly what the Alliance is worried about and afraid of.

After all, if everyone thinks that doing bad things is right, the world will only become more chaotic, and the lives of the Alliance residents will only become worse.

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Ghost breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that her boss had finally returned to normal. She then raised her question again: "Then... is it still necessary for headquarters to send experts to examine this private investigator named Jack?"

The ghost's unspoken message was whether or not to nip the danger in the bud and get rid of the private investigator.

After all, the Binhai Guiye Division already has one time bomb. If another time bomb were to explode at the same time, their losses would definitely be severe.

"Of course it's necessary, and I will personally report to headquarters to have them send an expert who can slow down or reverse the process of the private detective's soul being corrupted."

The old man's words surprised the ghost.

"Boss, aren't you giving this private investigator too much attention? He's not even one of our Binhai Ghost Night Division members yet."

It was precisely because Ghost knew his boss's personality and temperament so well that he was so surprised by what he said.

"I know what you're thinking." The white-haired old man shook his head with a smile. "Do you think I value that private investigator and want to train him?"

The ghost remained silent.

She really wanted to tell her boss, "You've misunderstood. I didn't even think about it that way. In fact, I didn't think about anything at all!"

The white-haired old man turned and glanced at the ghost, saying confidently, "Alright, alright, I know my eyes are very accurate in judging people and things, but don't be envious. As long as you follow your boss and stick with me, you'll be able to do it sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, Ghost couldn't help but roll her eyes, but then she perked up her ears to listen to what her boss would say next.

According to her understanding, the eldest brother would start to get serious after acting inappropriately.

As expected, the white-haired old man's expression hardened, and his tone immediately became serious: "You should know the origins of the cultist I'm dealing with this time, right?"

The ghost nodded.

She certainly knew, since she was the one who compiled the information.

Moreover, this cultist had considerable connections with Xiao He.

Previously, the strange creature that Spider Man was secretly investigating was dealt with by Xiao He, and the strange object that fell after the creature died, which was that thing that looked like a seed, is still being kept by Ghost.

"Um."

The white-haired old man's expression was solemn as he continued, "Then you should also know that these cultists have become obsessed with certain strange or bizarre creatures or objects that possess the ability to resurrect."

"Not only that, his bizarre abilities are also somewhat related to 'resurrection,' otherwise I wouldn't have failed to eliminate him before leaving."

The white-haired old man seemed somewhat angry as he said this.

If that cultist hadn't been so elusive, like a cockroach that he could have easily killed no matter what he did, he wouldn't have wasted so much of his time.

And even if he manages to kill the other party by sheer luck during the pursuit.

That guy will only leave his corpse behind like a cockroach, but after a while, more of him will appear.

Although the white-haired old man knew that only one of these people was the original, and the rest were clones, their cockroach-like behavior greatly hampered their capture efforts.

Before the white-haired old man could continue the capture operation, Ghost sent a message saying that the waves in Binhai were very high and that another cultist might have appeared. So, in order to prevent his home from being robbed, he ordered Wei Feng, Zhang Shu, and other Binhai natives, along with the few Ghost Masters he brought, to continue the pursuit of the cultist, while he returned to Binhai alone.

Although Wei Feng was just a martial artist, his martial arts level, comparable to the third rank, combined with his familiarity with the coastal terrain, made him capable of carrying out this mission.

Besides, the demon tamers he brought were all skilled fighters. If that cultist hadn't been so "stubborn," they would have captured him long ago.

Um... it seems we've gone off-topic.

That's not what he meant.

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man coughed a few times, seemingly trying to ease the awkwardness. Then, he secretly glanced at the ghost, whose head was covered in black lines, and continued, "Ahem, it's like this. I've read your report on this operation. Didn't you say that the reason He Anfu's daughter was resurrected and turned into a monster was because of a faceless doll belonging to a man in black?"

Upon hearing this, the ghost suddenly realized what was going on.

Actually, when she heard the word "resurrection," she already had a guess in her mind.

"Boss, you mean the man in black who appeared in this bizarre attack is the cultist you're hunting?"

The white-haired old man replied with certainty, "That's right."

"At first, I was just guessing, until I roughly estimated when the man in black would appear."

"It just so happens that I killed that cultist once during that period, so the man in black should be a clone of that cultist, but..."

At this point, the white-haired old man paused, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

Although he knew that the clones of that cultist appeared in different places, the place where this clone appeared was far too far from where that cultist died.

If he hadn't discovered that the eerie aura emanating from the private detective's soul was almost identical to that of the cultist, he would never have connected the man in black with the cultist.

What puzzled the white-haired old man even more was why the other party would go so far to resurrect someone who had nothing to do with him.

There must be something hidden here that no one knows about.

At this moment, after a brainstorming session, Ghost finally understood why his boss valued that private detective so much.

She hesitated for a moment, then voiced her guess: "Boss, are you trying to find out about the cultist through that private investigator and figure out why they've been resurrecting dead people in Binhai several times?"

"That's right."

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "That cultist is so obsessed with the ability of 'resurrection,' and the people he resurrects are either in or near the coast, so I suspect..."

"The person he truly wants to resurrect is in Binhai."

Upon hearing this, the ghost's heart trembled.

If that's really the case, then the waves along the coast will only get bigger and bigger.

"Ghost, go and send me all the death records from the past fifty years in Binhai."

The ghost was taken aback.

This workload is enormous!

But that's what she does for a living.

Thinking of this, Ghost glanced at the white-haired old man who was already resting with his eyes closed. She knew that her boss was trying to get rid of him.

But as she was leaving, she glanced at the wrinkles on her boss's face, paused for a moment, and asked, "Boss, your injury..."

"It's alright."

"But...you look older now than you did last month."

"Everyone gets old eventually, I'm just getting old a little faster."

Upon hearing this, Ghost glanced at the other person without saying a word.

Who would have thought that the leader of the Binhai Guiye Division, who is only in his thirties, looks like he is in his sixties?

This is why headquarters sent this small team to Binhai to establish the Ghost Night Division branch.

……

a few days later.

When the first rays of morning light shone through the window onto Xiao He's face again, he opened his eyes once more.

He looked at the pristine white ceiling and felt as if he, like that Spider-Man, had been completely hollowed out.

This wasn't because he stayed up all night last night. After all, with his current physical condition, he could still be full of energy even if he didn't sleep for several days and nights.

The reason he is like this now is entirely due to three words.

boring!

tedious!

dull!

Since he left the third floor that day, he has returned to his room and hasn't gone out since.

He had originally thought that, like last time, he would be given three days of free time after the mission ended, but clearly, he was mistaken.

This time, Spider-Man strictly required Xiao He to stay within this three-story building.

Aside from the third floor, the only places he could go were his room on the second floor and his office on the first floor.

For Xiao He, this was tantamount to imprisonment.

Strictly speaking, he was indeed imprisoned, but the scope was slightly broader.

Fortunately, Xiao He was somewhat comforted by the fact that the private detective named Jack, who was also the bear doll, was imprisoned just like him, and the range of his movement was even less than his.

As for how he knew...

Boom boom boom!

Hearing the sounds coming from the next room from time to time, Xiao He looked helpless.

That's right.

That guy named Jack is now being held captive in the room next to Xiao He's.

At first, Xiao He could hear whispers of complaints coming from the next room.

It seemed to be saying something about how could someone treat a future colleague like that, and that something would happen later, and then there was even a cackling sound.

Xiao He didn't know how to evaluate the soundproofing of this room.

He didn't know whether to say it was good or bad.

After all, he could hear what the neighbors were saying, but not everything; it was as if certain words were being selectively blocked out.

Thinking of this, Xiao He muttered a complaint to himself.

"Is even the room where this Ghost Night Si lives this eerie?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of thumping sounds rang out again.

This time, however, the sound did not come from the next room, but from Xiao He's door.

Xiao He's heart stirred.

"Is it another mission?"