Weird Talk Asylum Center

50 meters below the meeting place.

Sophisticated and huge instruments are intertwined with each other, and countless pipes are connected to each small area, and documents are passed through it at high speed from time to time.

Occasionally, one or two people in bright yellow protective clothing can be seen, as if they can't see each other, they hurried to their posts.

From time to time, blood-stained people came in from various hidden doors, and went to undergo psychological tests after being purified.

Apart from the containment chamber, there are no ghost stories here, not even the Unclean.

Mysteries, technology, humans.

They fit together precisely like gears, running silently and efficiently.

This is the secret institution known as the Bolt of the Furnace.

As the name suggests, once the "bolt" is loosened, the molten iron in the furnace will pour down.

Therefore, to firmly separate ordinary people from strange stories is the meaning of the existence of the bolt of the furnace.

Unlike the company's "coexistence" philosophy, the Bolts of the Furnace has only two iron rules.

management, and processing.

While managing large and small non-governmental organizations, this is also the most authoritative ghost story processing organization in China.

Not containment, not research, but processing.

There are so many strange stories that can be sent here, it is difficult to use any specific words to describe them.

Of course, if I had to find one thing in common, it would be...

Danger.

If any strange talk is released, it can easily turn a small city into a hell on earth.

Too unstable to contain, nor subject innocent citizens to the consequences of research.

In order to make this danger invisible, special equipment called "Secret Ritual" came into being.

Depressing, dangerous, mysterious.

This is the bolt of the furnace.

However, even if the people here are all elites who have been selected after thousands of choices, they will be tired.

Even metal has metal fatigue, and the good brothers of Furnace Bolt have to rest.

The annual meeting is the most relaxing time for Furnace Bolts.

The most troublesome newcomers in the country have gathered together, and it is easier to manage.

Even if there are new strange stories, those who deal with them are all measured old people, and they don't need to worry about public opinion.

Of course, for some people, the workload of these days is the biggest.

"Well... let me see."

The middle-aged man stared at the screen, and kept operating the mouse in his hand.

The cold light from the screen hit his face with hideous scars, and also reflected his tired expression.

Ma Yao sighed and kept looking at the airport surveillance.

Because someone called the police, saying that his property was looted at some point, and even his arm was inexplicably discounted.

Considering that the reporter did not drink alcohol and had no history of mental illness, the police station immediately passed on the news.

After the search by ordinary operators failed, Ma Yao decided to do it himself.

"Have it!"

Gritting his teeth, Ma Yao finally found something suspicious in the surveillance at the airport.

The other party carefully found a monitoring blind spot, but the glass on the side could just reflect their appearance.

His eyes locked on this young man in a black trench coat.

Adjusting the timeline, every move of the other party is caught by Ma Yao.

As the video progressed, the middle-aged man with a scar on his face gradually smiled.

"The young people in this class of the company are very interesting."

Ma Yao grinned, got up and walked to the elevator.

Just looking at the box in his hand, he knew that Wang Jin was a ghost story worker from the company.

It would be a pity not to see such an interesting young man.

The lights flickered, and the picture on the screen was fixed on Jinlong's drooping right hand.

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"Hey, hello! Let's eat!"

"Eat your grandma's claw."

In the restaurant of the assembly hall, two men with somewhat similar appearances were talking in a low voice.

They come from a very small folk ghost talk organization, so small that there are only two brothers.

Liu Da and Liu Er, they are two ordinary people with high inspiration.

My elder brother is a college graduate and my younger brother is a physical education teacher.

Because of an accident, they came into contact with such things as ghost stories.

In a flash of thought, the penniless two decided to embark on the road of no return to safeguard world peace.

Well... for a fee.

Day after day of practice and a little bit of courage made the two of them a well-known duo in folk circles.

Although the strength is not strong, the two brothers support each other, and they have miraculously survived until now.

"Lucky Duo", this is their nickname in folk circles.

After all, luck is also part of strength.

The two brothers heard about the annual meeting from news dealers, and went to the black market to buy an admission qualification.

After a long time, I finally got in.

Of course, they didn't sneak in to eat.

The main purpose is to get acquainted with various bigwigs in the strange talk circle.

It's a pity that after asking all the way, no one paid any attention to them.

They had no choice but to sit in a daze on the chairs, drooling from time to time watching the beauties walking up and down the steps.

"Oh, what a cute girl."

Liu Da knocked down his younger brother's hand reaching for the food, and looked at the girl who was slowly walking down the stairs.

Short skirt, short hair.

The chubby face makes people want to take a bite, and the large coat on her body makes her petite and exquisite.

Almost want to write "punishment" on the face.

It's a little girl.

"Just being alone, like having no friends."

Liu Er nodded and sighed casually.

"Excellence is always accompanied by loneliness. Ugly people like you don't understand."

"Brother, we are twins."

"..."

Liu Da pouted, picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't worry, your brother is right, excellence is always..."

"look."

Before Liu Da finished speaking, he heard the surrounding crowd start to commotion.

Liu Er pointed behind him.

The young man with a warm smile walked down the steps slowly, with a faint aristocratic temperament on his body and a pure white suit, which attracted the attention of the audience as soon as he appeared.

Of course, even if this young man is handsome and noble, it will be difficult to attract everyone, including rough men.

More dazzling than the young man is his female companion.

The two arms were not wasted at all, holding a girl on one side, looking very intimate.

The main ones are all big beauties who have been taken out and made their debut directly in place.

A pure and lovely gentle girl with a perfect figure.

A white-haired girl with a lively temperament and a sweet smile.

As soon as the two of them appeared, the breathing of all the men present slowed down by half a beat.

Just when everyone was wondering if this young man had saved the earth in his previous life, something even more outrageous happened.

"Wang Jin!"

The little Lolita who went downstairs before them gave a coquettish cry, turned around and rushed towards the young man.

"Fuck...brother, what did you just say?"

"No, nothing..."

Liu Da lowered his head and frantically stuffed food into his mouth, but his eyes never left the man and three women in front of him.

He knew that after today, he might never see such a beautiful woman again in his whole life.

"Brother, why are you crying?"

"People have different joys and sorrows, I just think they are noisy..."

Liu Da sighed, then collapsed on the chair and hiccupped.