Mysterious resurrection, something's wrong with this guy.

Chapter 26: Strange Ideas

Su Qin checked into the hotel without any problems; it was a fully equipped, top-of-the-line luxury suite.

"It seems that Captain Liu is quite meticulous. Sure enough, someone who can become the captain of the criminal investigation team is no pushover."

For interns like Su Qin, business trip benefits are not high, at least not such good. Su Qin guessed that Captain Liu had foreseen the future situation and wanted to get along with special personnel like Su Qin, so he paid out of his own pocket to arrange such a luxury suite for him.

However, Su Qin didn't have the energy to guess Liu Furong's thoughts; he hadn't even solved his own problems yet.

He lay on the comfortable bed, lost in thought, pondering the supernatural phenomena within his body.

"I think there are two ghosts inside my body right now. One is a ghost skeleton with some special abilities. It can see things that are normally invisible, but it needs to be touched to launch an attack. It doesn't affect reality, so it probably doesn't have a ghost realm. The phenomenon of my body passing through real objects is probably just a special supernatural phenomenon. I don't know if I can get the ghost realm out."

Those eyes didn't belong to a complete ghost; they were probably just the murderous patterns of the gargoyle residing within them.

It's highly likely that the skeleton has already used the skeleton's eyes as puzzle pieces, which is troublesome. This would change the skeleton's killing patterns and increase its terror, and it's unknown whether it would exacerbate the resurgence of evil spirits.

I'm becoming increasingly sensitive to other people's gazes. Whenever anyone sees me, I get a strange feeling, and even an urge to attack them. This is probably not a good thing.

Also, what was that yellow line I saw on that gargoyle earlier? Was it another kind of supernatural thing hidden on that gargoyle?

No, that shouldn't be it. The ghost in the lab seems to have it too, but it seems to be white.

What does this actually mean?

Su Qin lay in bed pondering the supernatural events surrounding him, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep. He was so tired; he had been on edge all day, and it was quite an achievement that he had managed to stay awake this long.

This is the difference between normal people and abnormal people. Abnormal people can go without eating, drinking, or sleeping without any problems, but normal people cannot.

dong dong dong~

Su Qin didn't know how long he had slept when the knocking on the door woke him up.

Su Qin rubbed his sleepy eyes impatiently and got out of bed to open the door.

"Hello! Would you like me to arrange dinner for you? Would you like to eat at the restaurant, or should I deliver it to your room?"

As soon as the door opened, a waiter stood at the entrance with the menu, asking Su Qin for his opinion.

Su Qin was about to refuse and go back to sleep, but his empty stomach began to rumble in protest. He had only eaten takeout at the Security Bureau at noon all day, and now he was starving.

Su Qin took the menu from the waiter, scribbled a few lines on it with a pen, and handed it back to the waiter.

Watching the waiter turn and leave, Su Qin gave the pretty waitress a strange look.

Perhaps because he was still half asleep, Su Qin wanted to give in to that strange impulse for the first time.

Just give it a try, be careful, there shouldn't be any problems!

Once this thought took root in his mind, it wouldn't go away. Suddenly, Su Qin's vision turned grayish-white. Although his body didn't move at all, a phantom hand slowly reached out.

It stretched out from his line of sight.

The illusory hand reached out and grabbed the waiter's head in a bizarre way. Su Qin immediately sensed something was wrong. This was not what he had expected. He dared not be careless and forced himself to stay alert, trying to stop the attack.

His vision slowly returned to normal, and the strange hand slowly withdrew. Fortunately, he reacted in time, and the hand had only just touched the back of the waiter's head.

The waitress was just walking normally in the hallway, but the moment that hand touched her, she suddenly froze on the spot, her eyes glazed over and her body motionless.

When the hand left her body, she recovered, but her eyes were full of confusion, darting around as if she didn't understand what had just happened, or even remember what had just occurred.

"That's strange. What was I thinking about? Why can't I remember it now?"

The waiter couldn't figure out what was going on. He walked around thinking about it, but still couldn't remember. In the end, he just thought it might be because he hadn't been sleeping well lately.

But at this moment, Su Qin's expression became increasingly strange, somewhat unpredictable.

When the hand returned to his sight, a strange memory suddenly appeared in his mind. It was very brief, seemingly just a fleeting thought.

"These guests are really hard to please, especially that old pervert in room 302. He actually asked me if I had any special services. What does he take me for? And this young guy isn't any better. Judging from his strange look, he's definitely thinking about something unspeakable..."

This is the waitress's memory, or more accurately, her thoughts at the time. How did it end up in my head?

Su Qin looked incredulous, hurriedly closed the door, and sat on the sofa to seriously consider the problem.

Judging from the experiment just now, the supernatural forces within him have undergone an unknown change. Even though his body hadn't moved, a hand suddenly appeared in his eyes, a phenomenon that had never occurred before.

The attack method was different; it didn't require him to physically touch the person, and this attack seemed to target the mind, or more accurately, it robbed the waiter of his thoughts at that moment.

This was so bizarre that Su Qin felt a chill run down his spine.

If this ghost can steal other people's consciousness or thoughts, will it steal my memories and thoughts?

The thought sent a chill down Su Qin's spine.

"If that's really the case, it's absolutely terrifying. This kind of supernatural phenomenon at the level of consciousness is truly terrifying and almost unsolvable."

Among the vengeful spirits he knows of, there are almost none that can subdue this kind of supernatural being.

"I wonder if the scapegoat, Yang Jian's ghost head, or that newspaper ghost can suppress this terrifying supernatural phenomenon."

Even if it were possible, we don't know where these ghosts are right now. Where can we find a ghost that can protect our consciousness and limit our supernatural abilities?

Su Qin really couldn't think of any good solutions, but the attempt just now wasn't all bad. With this almost unsolvable consciousness attack, his chances of survival would greatly increase. What was even more surprising was that the unbearable headache was gone.

Although he only used the supernatural power briefly, for less than two seconds, he didn't feel any pain. It was completely different from the previous times. You see, whenever he used the supernatural power before, he would have an unbearable headache. Even if he only used it for a second, it would feel like someone was hitting his head with a hammer.

"Looks like I'll have to keep trying to see if the pain has really gone away. I'll wait for the waiter to bring the food and then try again. I'll also try to see if I can get my stolen consciousness back. After all, it's kind of weird for a grown man like me to have these strange thoughts popping into my head."

Su Qin sat on the sofa patiently waiting, anticipating what might happen next.

About an hour later, there was another knock on the door. Su Qin did not hesitate and immediately got up to open the door. However, when he saw the person at the door, a little disappointment inevitably showed in his eyes.

"Sir, this is your dinner. Enjoy your meal!"

The waitress who came this time was not the same one as before. Although she was also young and beautiful, she was not Su Qin's ideal target.

But seeing the young and beautiful waitress turn and leave, Su Qin was caught in a dilemma again.

"Although it's not the same person, I have no reason to let such a ready-made guinea pig go!"

By the way, what interesting things would happen if I put the consciousness and thoughts of that waiter into her mind?

Su Qin couldn't help but have this wicked thought; people always feel particularly energetic when they have the idea of ​​doing bad things.

Before the waiter left, Su Qin immediately activated the supernatural power within him. Instantly, a phantom hand appeared in Su Qin's vision, then mysteriously reached into Su Qin's head and began to grope around inside.

Then, it seemed to grab something and pull it out.

It was a small, transparent mass.

The hand holding the transparent object slowly reached out towards the waitress, gently touching the back of her head, and pressed the small transparent object into her head.

Immediately, this waitress, like the one before her, froze on the spot. Only when Su Qin withdrew her hand did her eyes regain their clarity.

After regaining her senses, the waiter shook her head, then suddenly turned around and looked at Su Qin with surprise in her eyes, wondering what she was thinking or what she had discovered.

The waiter glanced at Su Qin a few more times, then acted as if nothing had happened and turned to continue walking out.

She had just turned to leave, and hadn't gone far, when Su Qin again controlled that eerie ghost hand to reach out to her, just like he had done to the waiter earlier. He gently touched the back of her head with the ghost hand, and then immediately withdrew it.

After finishing these tasks, Su Qin closed the door and stopped paying attention to the waiter outside. Having learned from his previous experience, he was not worried at all that anything might happen to the waiter.

The moment that hand was withdrawn, a memory and a thought appeared in his mind.

"Huh? What's going on? Why would I suddenly have this thought? When was I here? I definitely didn't go to room 302 just now?"

That old man is willing to pay 5000 yuan for someone to accompany him, should I give it a try? And this young man, does he also have feelings for me?

He must be very rich to live here! He's much younger and more handsome than that old man, and in much better health. Should I give it a try? What if he asks me to be his girlfriend? Then why would I need to work here...?

This was a series of strange and bizarre thoughts, followed by some inexplicable imaginings. Su Qin immediately manipulated the eerie ghost hand to reach into his head, grabbed the transparent thing, and threw it into the trash can.

He has already gotten the answer he wanted, so he doesn't need these messy thoughts to pollute his mind.

"Is it possible to transfer memories and thoughts to a complete stranger? That seems really twisted!"

Is it possible to put my own consciousness and thoughts into someone else's head? If so, would that person still be themselves?

"Damn! How could I have such a terrifying thought? I'm getting more and more perverted. The influence of vengeful ghosts is truly terrifying!"

Su Qin shook his head vigorously, dispelling this absurd idea.

The supernatural abilities emanating from him are indeed becoming increasingly bizarre; he can seize consciousness and even place it into other people's heads.

Moreover, Su Qin has not interrupted the supernatural power from now until now, and it has lasted for about a minute. He still does not have that headache feeling, which is a pleasant surprise. This means that the supernatural recovery in his body has been delayed.

While it's impossible to determine exactly how long the delay will last, a conservative estimate is that there shouldn't be any problems within six months.

More importantly, he can utilize more supernatural abilities and doesn't have to worry about the resurgence of vengeful ghosts in the short term, which greatly increases his survival rate and reduces the pressure when encountering other vengeful ghosts.

But when he looked at himself, his brows furrowed again.

"What the hell are these threads? Could they be some kind of supernatural force from that gargoyle?"

Su Qin has not yet stopped using his supernatural abilities. He looks at himself with his unique perspective and is surprised to find that he also has a strange yellow line wrapped around his body, which is darker in color than the one he saw on the gargoyle.

He couldn't resist the urge to tear off the yellow thread. What if it was some kind of curse from a vengeful ghost? The consequences of not removing it in time would be unimaginable. Fortunately, he discovered it early.

But as soon as his hand touched the strange thread and he tried to pull it off, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if someone had suddenly stabbed him in the brain with a knife.

"Ugh! Ah! My head hurts so much! What's going on? Has the vengeful ghost returned? How is that possible?"

Su Qin clutched his head, which felt like it was about to explode, and rolled on the ground, screaming in pain.

In a daze, he reached his hands into his head and scratched around inside. Finally, he seemed to pull out a small, dark lump from his head and threw it on the ground. Only then did his headache slowly subside.

Su Qin lay on the ground, exhausted, panting heavily.

"What on earth is going on? How could a vengeful ghost suddenly come back to life? It was perfectly fine just a second ago, there was no sign of it coming back to life at all."

Su Qin was certain that the sudden agitation of the vengeful ghost was definitely problematic. The supernatural power had only lasted for a little over a minute, and he hadn't felt anything at all. It was impossible for it to have reached its limit. The problem only occurred when he was about to break the thread.

silk!

"The problem lies with that thread!"

Su Qin couldn't help but use his supernatural powers again to carefully examine the strange thread. The thread was tightly wrapped around his head, and its two ends were floating in the void. He didn't know where the end was or what it was connected to.

This time, however, he only observed and did not dare to touch the thread rashly, for he did not want to accidentally kill himself.