I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 65 Table Flip!

"Once you rescue Professor Wang, I will arrange for you to speak with Elder Qin."

Cao Yanhua stated his conditions, but Lin Yuan immediately shook his head. "I don't trust you. Now, let's ask first. You know my abilities; I can easily rescue Wang Xiaoming. Besides, you insisted on having me come here, so you must have gathered some information, right?"

Cao Yanhua sighed, "You're very smart. Okay, I promise you."

After the Xiaonan City incident, Wang Xiaoming did not believe that Lin Yuan could have died like that, and he was very curious about Lin Yuan, so he naturally collected some of the media that Lin Yuan had used.

The most direct example is the cell phone he used when he was in Xiaonanshi.

They arrived at a quiet room, where only Cao Yanhua was with Lin Yuan.

Zhao Jianguo, Cao Yang, Jiang Shangbai and the others wanted to come along, but Cao Yanhua used his position as vice minister to stop them, and they could only watch helplessly as the two left.

"I have a feeling that the deputy minister is hiding something from us. It seems we are still being watched," Jiang Shangbai sneered.

Cao Yang glanced at him, then sat back down in his seat without saying a word.

Zhao Jianguo rubbed his temples and said to everyone, "Alright, let's continue the meeting."

"What's the point of opening it? Didn't Lin Yuan say he could easily bring Professor Wang out? And the vice minister trusts him so much, then let Lin Yuan go."

Guo Fan stood up, pushed back his chair, and left the conference room.

Seeing this, the others gradually dispersed, leaving only a few people such as Cao Yang and Jiang Shangbai still sitting in their seats, clearly waiting for Lin Yuan's result.

Snapped!

Zhao Jianguo slammed his hand on the conference table in anger, his face turning pale and then flushed. "No organization! No discipline! No organization! No discipline!!!"

"Alright, Captain Zhao, it's not like we just found out everyone has a bad temper. There's no need to get so angry. Sit down, we've got backup for you."

Jiang Shangbai glanced coldly towards the room, inwardly cursing Guo Fan to the core, with only one word at its most apt:

waste!

At Lin Yuan's request, a video call was made directly to the command center at the Dajing City headquarters, where a middle-aged man in his early thirties appeared.

Shen Liang!

One of the senior executives at headquarters, he shares a liaison office with Zhao Jianguo.

During Zhao Jianguo's absence, his assigned responsibilities were handled by Shen Liang.

"Vice Minister, I have already invited Elder Qin over."

Shen Liang gave a brief report and then vacated his seat. An expressionless old man walked over.

The old man's exposed skin was covered with age spots, and his body was hunched over, clearly indicating that he was nearing the end of his life, the kind of person whose body was already halfway to the grave.

"This is Elder Qin. If Elder Qin weren't in poor health and unsuitable for long-distance travel, this matter would have been much easier to handle," Cao Yanhua sighed.

Many people regard Qin Lao as a lucky charm because he hasn't made a move in a long time.

Only high-ranking officials and seniors at headquarters like Cao Yanhua truly understood how terrifying Elder Qin was. However, Elder Qin was already quite old, and each time he used his supernatural powers, it meant his life was being rapidly depleted.

Now, Qin Lao exists more as the last vestige of cultural heritage.

He won't take action unless it involves a life-or-death crisis.

Even when a strategic figure like Wang Xiaoming faced a life-or-death crisis, the headquarters leadership had no intention of having Elder Qin intervene.

"This young man, Lin Yuan, is the one who wants to communicate with me?" Old Qin spoke slowly, his voice stiff and hoarse, devoid of any emotion.

Lin Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was low and suppressed, "It's me. I only have one question. Did you choose Zhou Zheng's fate? Or rather, was it your plan to send him to No. 7 Middle School to teach some kind of safety class, to tell a group of ordinary students who had never encountered any paranormal events about the three laws of ghosts?"

What?

Upon hearing this, Cao Yanhua's expression changed instantly.

"Lin Yuan! What did you say? Zhou Zheng appeared at Dachang No. 7 Middle School not to deal with a paranormal event, but to attend some kind of safety class?"

It should be noted that headquarters has been suppressing news of the ghost's resurgence.

Aside from ordinary people who have personally experienced paranormal events, or those who are powerful and influential, or those who learn about paranormal events through relatives and friends, very few ordinary people know that ghosts really exist in the world.

Even though Dachang City was shrouded in a ghostly realm, making it impossible to enter or leave, the headquarters forcibly packaged it as a chemical plant explosion and toxic gas leak, keeping everyone completely in the dark.

Judging from Lin Yuan's words, Zhou Zheng did it on purpose, making a move that completely contradicted the headquarters' general direction and strategy.

Moreover, is this action related to Old Qin?

Lin Yuan sneered, "What? Even headquarters doesn't know about this? It seems Yang Jian didn't report it, and even you, the deputy minister, are kept in the dark? It's alright, I'm just asking for the reason, so you can find out the details too."

Cao Yanhua glanced at the video and said in a deep voice, "Lin Yuan, I know you might have some misunderstandings, but this was definitely not done by Old Qin, he was..."

"I did it," Old Qin said slowly.

Upon hearing this voice, Cao Yanhua looked over in disbelief, and after a long while, finally asked, "Why?"

"Why? What else could it be for but to create a god? What does the life of a single person matter, or even the lives of the entire city of Dachang, compared to a chosen future? They are all things that can be sacrificed; they are the growing pains of a bright future. Am I right, Elder Qin?"

Lin Yuan emphasized the last two words.

However, no matter how agitated he became, Old Qin's expression remained unchanged, as if he were not the one being blamed at all.

Or perhaps he simply countered calmly, "While I don't understand why you know so much, since you know the reason, why are you so agitated?"

"Am I excited?" Lin Yuan asked in return.

Aren't you excited?

He looked at Cao Yanhua, who was still incredulous, and said, "You guys don't understand this old man's true supernatural power, do you? He can talk to his future self."

What?

Talking to your future self?

Cao Yanhua's pupils shrank suddenly. Wasn't this ability just a super plus version of the spirit child Xiong Wenwen? It was like someone being able to see the future completely.

and many more!

"No, no, if Elder Qin could do that, then Professor Wang couldn't possibly be trapped in Dachang City, it's impossible..."

Lin Yuan sneered, "Don't you understand? Old Qin has never been part of any organization's inner circle. He's a screenwriter and director who can see into the future. Once he's chosen a specific future, he'll personally maintain that future's current trajectory. Zhou Zheng's death was inevitable, and Wang Xiaoming being trapped in Dachang City was also inevitable."