Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

After A Liang said these words, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The soul of man!

It is said that people do have a soul, and all the team members in the investigation bureau have experienced so many strange things, so they are naturally a little convinced.

But until now, none of them have been able to prove that people have souls.

Moreover, the soul is a term detached from matter, invisible and intangible.

If the phantom can be seen, how can it be a soul.

At this moment, Fu Kuan narrowed his eyes, leaning lazily on the back of his chair and staring curiously at the man in front of him.

"Ah Liang, you can't talk nonsense about these words. We, the Investigation Bureau, are responsible for nonsense."

"That's right, the soul of a person? And it won't break free from the shackles of matter? Trapped in a medal?"

"Hahaha, Ah Liang, we all understand your desire to become a blockbuster, but you have to do it step by step, Fu Team, what do you think?"

"..."

Fu Kuan was in a trance, but he was thrown into such a scapegoat.

He nodded falteringly and said, "Go on, I'm listening."

A Liang's face was a little ugly.

He also found this idea a bit absurd.

But after all, now there is only one possibility that can explain all this.

If the black air in this medal is not the soul, it cannot be explained by current science.

"Everyone, Hypothesis, have you heard of it?"

A Liang asked a fatal question.

"of course."

"A hypothetical method? This is not rigorous at all!"

"We investigators, we pay attention to one word, be cautious!"

"Brother, these are four words..."

Fu Kuan looked at the people who were discussing in dire straits, and his thoughts had already flown away.

What he thought was, what was the significance of this medal.

If it's just to trap a cloud of black air, then you can use other objects, why did you choose this medal.

"Pay team!"

Fu Kuan came back to his senses.

"There is no accurate conclusion on this black air yet, so please tell me a few words."

Everyone looked at Fu Kuan eagerly.

From their point of view, Fu Kuan's words are like golden words.

"Everyone, I think what A Liang said makes sense."

"what?"

"what?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Everyone present did not believe what Ah Liang said, but Fu Kuan expressed his agreement.

A Liang was stunned in place.

For so many days, he has never been recognized by others.

But now, at such an important meeting, Fu Kuan gave his vote of approval.

"Fu...Fu team, are you okay..."

The crowd was speechless.

They never expected that Fu Kuan would be interested in A Liang's ridiculous idea.

"Okay, the meeting is over, Ah Liang, come to my office!"

"Yes!"

Ah Liang danced excitedly, Fu Kuan just smiled when he saw this.

He can understand A Liang.

After a while, there was a loud knock on the door of Fu Kuan's office.

"Come in."

"Pay team!"

A Liang has a standard military posture.

"Okay, sit down and talk about why you think it's a soul."

"Fu team, soul, does it have weight?"

Fu Kuan scratched his head and said, "No."

"What about adding the medium black gas?"

"Have."

Hearing this, Fu Kuan understood a lot.

It turned out that Ah Liang had always believed that the black air was just a medium to carry the soul.

In other words, it is a limitation.

"What about the medal?"

"I'm afraid it has a lot to offer, but Team Fu, since we can't find out what the composition of this black air is, maybe it's not something that exists in our world."

"Maybe it's synthetic?"

"It's possible, but very small."

Fu Kuan looked at A Liang's serious eyes, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

He seemed to have never seen such serious players.

"I don't know whether the soul exists or not, but the phantom that is almost invisible may be the effect of black air..."

"Hmm..." Fu Kuan nodded.

A Liang said softly: "Fu Dui, give me a few more days, and I will be able to find an answer that satisfies you and the Bureau of Investigation!"

Fu Kuan smiled: "No need, I already know it in my heart, this time, you have made a great contribution!"

Although Fu Kuan's words were almost all in praise of A Liang, it was obvious that the light in A Liang's eyes dimmed.

"what happened?"

"I... forget it..."

"I'm a man of Fu Kuan, and you should understand it too. If you have something to say, it's okay to say it."

"Fu team, I think this matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible. I only need one day! One day!"

Although Fu Kuan was a little annoyed, he could understand Ah Liang's sense of urgency when he approached.

Faced with a matter that he may completely break through, he must be very entangled in his heart.

"Okay! Then I'll give you one day, remember it for me, this black air, there must be no less!"

"Yes!"

A Liang excitedly stood at attention, and immediately ran out of the office.

Fu Kuan looked at A Liang's back and stroked the medal in his hand, but he was helpless.

He wanted to systematically analyze the composition of the medal, but as one can imagine, the system did not give the answer he wanted.

"Why on earth can the black air be trapped inside?"

He had some doubts that this medal might have been cursed by someone.

Curses are not common.

At least in Fu Kuan's impression, it seemed that Zhou Changsheng knew all kinds of evil spells.

However, because this kind of spell is not very practical, and the error tolerance rate is very low, Zhou Changsheng has never mentioned this matter.

Thinking of this, he immediately went to find Zhou Changsheng.

But after searching around, there was no sign of Zhou Changsheng.

Ask the team members and get the same answer.

"It's weird..."

He ran to the dormitory, and sure enough, Zhou Changsheng was fast asleep on the bed.

With a look of helplessness on his face, Fu Kuan quickly woke Zhou Changsheng up.

"Who, who, who...has dinner?"

Fu Kuan has a black line.

"Pay team!"

Zhou Changsheng was taken aback.

"What's going on, you fell asleep in broad daylight..."

"It's true that I've been a little tired these days. What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, is there any evil spell that can be cast on things?"

"There is this, and I told you before that the error tolerance rate of this evil spell is too low!"

Fu Kuan nodded and asked hastily, "Then do you think that this medal may be under a curse?"

"This……"

For a moment, Zhou Changsheng didn't know how to answer.

In fact, he didn't know much about this medal, after all, he couldn't help him with this medal.

But now that Fu Kuan asked such a question, Zhou Changsheng's spirit was lifted.

"Fu Dui, in fact, this medal, I also think it's a bit weird, but it's weird that I can't describe."

"Look at it."

Fu Kuan handed the medal to Zhou Changsheng.

"This... OK! Let me see what's going on now."

Zhou Changsheng took the medal and sat down at the desk.