Time before waiting for the task to begin, always passes quickly.

Ji Li remembered that he drank twenty-seven bottles of vodka and smoked seven boxes of cigarettes in three days. November 10th was already here.

During this period, he has determined the list of people participating in this mission.

Ji Li, Mei Sheng, Dai Yingqi, Helan, Murong Ci, Jiang Lin…

However, he still felt that the seven locks should be the corresponding seven personnel. The seventh person never showed his strength or identity for three days.

Within three days, something new happened.

For example, Jiang Lin visited Helan from time to time, and the two of them sometimes had a good chat, and sometimes they parted in disagreement. No one knew what they had talked about.

For example, Ji Li discovered more than once that Dai Yingqi seemed to be particularly careful about Mei Sheng, but she did not dare to get close to her. There was a hint of fear and a look of longing in her eyes.

Murong Ci is alone, and he seems to be proud of his past identity, arrogant and read the book in a closed-door manner.

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

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

At 2:30, the lost newcomers had been replenished, and the hotel issued another mission.

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

Their mission has no identities and has spread among the clerks, and the mission scene is on a moving subway.

From the start of the station to the head, within the two-hour drive, six clerks had to find six ghosts that had been involved in the passengers.

After Ji Li had a rough understanding, he didn't take it seriously. With Tongguan and Yu Guo present, there is a high probability that there will be no mistakes in this mission.

However, Hong Fu was arrogant and said that he had successfully transferred his fortune. Maybe the ghost would be hit by him by accident and completed the task directly, which made everyone laugh.

After hearing this, Ji Li felt that Hong Fu was living in a dream. If he was really Hong Fu Qitian, how could he be pulled into the hotel?

However, one thing worthy of his attention was that on November 10, no one of the clerks in his mission had appeared.

I believe that for the sake of security, all participants have left the hotel early and entered the Zhuma Club Hall according to their respective scripts.

Since Ji Li was a blank book, he was going to check in and enter, so this arrangement seemed the safest in his opinion.

As for the clothes he attended the meeting, he thought about it but couldn't figure out what to wear. Finally, after thinking several times, he chose a retro Zhongshan suit.

According to Ji Li's idea, the scripts sent to each clerk should not be posted casually. They must always be part of the clerk, and at least the age should not be much different.

Ji Li doesn't know how old she is, but she looks like she is twenty-seven or eight years old on the surface, so the characters in the script should be of this age.

In the 16th year of the Republic of China, men of this age dressed a lot, but based on their analysis of the script, he believed that those who went to the banquet should be high-ranking officials and nobles.

Among the upper class, men of this age are quite different in clothing, but only Zhongshan suits are useless and can handle them no matter what their identity is.

So, Ji Li is now wearing a pure black Zhongshan suit and is sitting in the hotel waiting for the arrival of time.

Zhongshan suits have always been a dress that suits the body proportions of Chinese people, which not only showcases the mental outlook but also adds stability.

It was just that the slim Zhongshan outfit was worn on Ji Li, especially the long black hair, which made him more gloomy temperament, so that no one around dared to talk to him anymore.

Ji Li shook the wine bottle in his hand and saw Fang Shenyan crossing Tongguan and others who were about to set off, sitting on the chair next to him.

"I heard you have a mission, too."

Fang Shenyan did not feel much regret after losing the ghost eye. Although he lost the ability to detect supernatural powers, he had more capital to fight against.

The most important thing is that he does not like his body to become neither human nor ghost because of sin.

Ji Li had no expression and nodded lightly.

Fang Shenyan didn't say anything more. After taking out a cigarette from the cigarette box in front of Ji Li, he stood up.

"If this mission cannot make Mei Sheng sure that she is on our side, and the sin cannot be taken away by her, she will not survive."

After saying this, he left straight away. Everything in front of him was not interested in him at all, and he had finished all the things he should say.

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

...

When Ji Li walked out of the hotel, the long-simmering autumn rain could no longer be reserved.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the moat became fragmented circles. Except for the jingling sounds on the umbrella, the world became quiet.

Ji Li, dressed in black, was in the dark, and her long hair began to be wet, and she walked towards the Zhuma Club.

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

Moreover, the hotel did not have any treatment for him. During these three days, he found that the wound had healed quickly, but his lameness was still preserved.

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

In the Zhuma Club, Ji Li searched several times in these three days, but there was no information.

At that time, he realized that he was afraid that the mission location would be another single supernatural place, just like the Republic of China Street before.

Until Ji Li felt that the time was about the same, the moment he walked out of the hotel, his phone vibrated, and it was 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, and it takes an estimated two hours to rain.

Fortunately, Ji Li left enough time and he also enjoyed the feeling of getting wet.

...

At 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, and many people were out in the rain at this time. The dazzling lights in the building were flashing in the heavy rain, making people a little dazzled.

A taxi was parked in front of Ji Li, and the young woman in professional clothes hurriedly got into the car and lost one of her high heels, but she did not pick it up again.

Ji Li looked at the red-soled high heels and was quickly washed away by the congested rain and disappeared from his sight.

Gradually, the man holding an umbrella couldn't tell the difference between the cold rain that was dripping on his shoulders. It was in 2015 or the 16th year of the Republic of China.

All that came into my ears was the crackling sound of rain hitting the top of my leather shoes. What came into my eyes was the bright lights on the rooftop.

At this time, a cold call woke Ji Li up in a daze.
Chapter completed!