I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 389 Robotic Assembly Line
"Old Lu, quickly hold down this pig!"

"understand!"

Lin Yuan and Lu Zhiwen worked hard for a while and finally pinned down the big black pig, but their clothes were a little messy and they looked a little embarrassed.

On them was a large black pig weighing nearly 200 kilograms and a corpse.

Lu Zhiwen was still sitting on the big black pig's back, panting, with sweat on his forehead, but his expression was indescribably happy.

Lin Yuan gave him a thumbs up, "Old Lu is great, this fist is strong enough. If it were in ancient times, he would definitely be able to conquer the world with this fist!"

It was said that he held down the big black pig, but in fact it was Lu Zhiwen who showed his great power and punched it with a few punches, knocking the big black pig unconscious.

Good guy!
Really good guy!

Lu Zhiwen laughed heartily and said, "Even in ancient times, I would probably be a soldier or a captain of a police force, but I wouldn't go and fight for a kingdom."

He also comes from a military background and his personal martial arts skills are not weak.

Otherwise, facing such a big wild boar, he would not have been able to subdue it so easily, and he still had to rely on his own fists. However, this ghost post office is really unsafe.

Lu Zhiwen looked up.

This is a circular patio, but except for the first floor, the area above the second floor is all blurry and completely shrouded in darkness.

Although there were lights on the first floor, they were completely unable to illuminate the space above.

The light on the ceiling of the first floor seemed to be swallowed up by something, but there were corpses falling down, and this big black pig was the ghost that was resurrected from the corpse.

Pity.

In front of the "store manager", even the most vicious ghosts will turn into animals and lose their spiritual powers, unless they are regarded as monsters by the "store manager", in which case they may retain some of their spiritual powers.

"This post office is not safe either. These big black pigs look wild and don't look like they are domesticated. They actually rushed in here and knocked someone off the building to death."

Lin Yuan sighed, "It's only natural that Lao Zhang and Lao Yang can't stand the environment here. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to stand it for a day."

Yang Jian was not mentioned. After all, Yang Jian was an undercover agent who came to investigate the Ghost Post Office’s unfair contract and the general management methods of the park.

Lin Yuan didn't want to cause trouble for Yang Jian.

But he suddenly glanced at Lu Zhiwen and thought, "Old Lu wouldn't know about Xiao Yang's situation, right? Could it be that he also arranged for her to come to this post office this time?"

After riding the haunted bus for a few stops, Lin Yuan used his communication skills and now his relationship with Lu Zhiwen has become much closer. He calls him Old Lu just like he calls other people.

But now it seems that he feels that this title is somewhat inappropriate.

If his guess is really correct, then he should not be called Lao Lu, but Lao Yin B.

Lu Zhiwen noticed the change in Lin Yuan's eyes, but he didn't know what Lin Yuan was thinking, so he could only change the subject and said, "Boss Lin, do you want this big black pig?"

"Old Lu, this is a murder case. Shouldn't you file a case first? And this big black pig is likely the murderer. Shouldn't you lock him up first?"

Lin Yuan was still stunned, then he approached Lu Zhiwen and said with a look of disappointment: "This is a good opportunity. Don't tell me that you don't know about Xiao Yang's undercover work. This is a good opportunity, a chance to arrange for someone to go into the post office to investigate!"

Lu Zhiwen suddenly felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

If what the "store manager" said is true, then there is nothing wrong with this arrangement and it is a good opportunity to destroy the post office gang.

But the problem is, apart from the "store manager's" understanding, they behaved the same as usual when facing the ghost post office.

There is no such thing as an illegal gang or an undercover agent.

But he had no way to explain, so he could only whisper along with Lin Yuan's words: "The headquarters has already made detailed arrangements. Deputy Minister Cao also specially notified me of my vacation this time, asking me not to interfere in the affairs of the post office no matter what happens, so as not to disrupt the deployment of the headquarters."

"Oh, I understand. Then let's move this big black pig back to the bus and take it back." After hearing this, Lin Yuan's attitude changed immediately.

Lu Zhiwen: "..."

"Boss Lin, Officer Lu, what are you doing? And this big black pig, and this man..." Zhang Xianguang has walked out of the oil painting, looking at the corpse on the ground curiously.

Well, a fourth-floor messenger.

The ghost in the body is gone, and it has turned into this fainted big black pig.

It’s quite pitiful when you think about it. It’s obviously an immortal ghost, but it turned into an animal in front of the "store manager" and was knocked unconscious by someone's fist. It's really shameful!

Of course, Zhang Xianguang has no right to laugh at others. He himself is now a gorilla with an unremovable chain around his neck.

"Old Zhang, you're here. Someone has died in your post office. Look." Lin Yuan gave up his seat with some regret. He felt that he might not get a share of the big black pig.

Although he likes to collect animals, he would not rob them openly.

Zhang Xianguang said: "This situation is actually not uncommon. Boss Lin, you know that the situation at the post office is rather special, and someone will come to deal with this matter."

He spoke calmly, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Yuan.

no way.

He actually didn't know how to explain this matter in order to satisfy Lin Yuan, so he simply used an ambiguous tone and let Lin Yuan guess for himself.

In this way, you won't blame him for the result you guessed, right?
What a clever bunch!
This approach worked well, because Lin Yuan really liked to use his imagination. He stared at Zhang Xianguang and said, "Old Zhang, you are not an ordinary messenger here, right?"

"Of course not. Didn't I say that last time? In fact, I am also a member of the middle and senior management. Although I can't access the core of the post office, I also have certain management authority. It's just that there are some things that my words don't count at all. If I say too much, I might get myself involved." Zhang Xianguang said helplessly.

Lin Yuan patted his shoulder and said with emotion: "Thank you for your hard work. By the way, where is Lao Yang? Why didn't he come with us?"

"Something happened. Boss Lin, come this way. I'll take you to see it." Zhang Xianguang smiled and guided Lin Yuan to the location of the oil painting.

Lin Yuan glanced at the unconscious big black pig on the ground, obviously reluctant to let it go, but in the end he didn't say anything, which made Lu Zhiwen breathe a sigh of relief.

He was really worried that Lin Yuan would suddenly say, "Old Lu, bring him along."

This is a big black pig weighing one or two hundred pounds. It would be very painful to carry it like this, and he has no way to explore the secrets behind the Ghost Post Office.

Several people came to the location of the oil painting.

"Each of the paintings here is actually a passage leading to a...secret room. However, it requires specific means to open it, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible to enter. Old Yang is inside."

As Zhang Xianguang spoke, he took the initiative to enter the oil painting.

"This post office is really complicated. Old Lu, isn't it a bit hasty for us to go in like this?"

Having said that, Lin Yuan's movements were not slow at all. Before Lu Zhiwen could even answer, he walked directly into the oil painting.

Lu Zhiwen had no choice but to follow in.

There is not much to worry about. Just follow the "store manager" and there is nothing to worry about.

Just as he thought, after Lin Yuan entered the oil painting, the white fog ghost domain rushed in directly, not only filling the narrow room behind the oil painting, but also spreading directly out.

Soon, a layer of hazy mist appeared on the oil paintings hanging on the walls of the first and fifth floors.

However, there was fog in the hall on the first floor so it was not very clear, but it was very clear on the fifth floor. However, there was no messenger on the fifth floor and no one noticed this scene.

"It seems that this is the real post office. Those outside are just ordinary messengers. This is where the management is located?" Lin Yuan became alert.

In his opinion, this ghost post office is not a good place, but there are special situations such as forced transactions, unfair contracts, threats of force, etc.

The words of concern he expressed to Lu Zhiwen before were not just talk.

But he had already made preparations. If anything seemed a little wrong, he would use the "Golden Finger" to bring the security guard Lao Fan, as well as the watchdogs Lao Hei and Lao Hua over.

If they alone are not enough, there are other people in the hotel, such as Li Qingzhi and others.

If things really get to the point where they are beyond repair, he can still pull over captains from the headquarters such as Cao Yang and Li Jun, who have a good relationship with him.

No matter how dangerous the Ghost Post Office is, it is still in the country. It is impossible for it to be as rampant as dangerous forces abroad. It still has to give face to the headquarters.

Anyway, with the directional teleportation portal of the nano laboratory, the Peace Hotel also openly possesses space teleportation technology, so there is no need to worry about people suspecting the "golden finger".

of course.

Before the falling out, Lin Yuan had clearly positioned himself as just an ordinary person who came to the post office to visit an old friend, so it would be best if there was no conflict.

"There are indeed many people like me and Lao Yang here, but they can't be called management. No one has ever seen the real manager of this post office. He is very mysterious and no one knows where he is." Zhang Xianguang lied seriously without revealing any flaws. As they talked, they walked out of the narrow room and saw a winding path and a high wall that towered into the sky.

Not far away from this path, a group of people were confronting each other, but there was no sound at all, which seemed very strange.

Looking closely, in this white fog, there are no normal people at all, they are all robots, and they have thick chains around their necks, binding them tightly.

Although their normal movements were not restricted, they were confined to the ghost post office and the world of oil paintings, unable to leave.

"This is... Lao Yang? My goodness, you have so many robots here, and they have all signed unfair contracts and are restricted here? Also, what's wrong with them? They are all motionless. Are they out of power?"

Lin Yuan walked over curiously.

Yang Xiao had also noticed his changes. Knowing that the "store manager" had arrived, he turned around and greeted Lin Yuan. As for the group of robots opposite him?
They all stood there with their heads slightly lowered, and the display screens above their heads were pitch black, as if they were out of battery.

"These are mass-produced robots. They are not compatible enough with consciousness. There were some arrangements originally, but they are now scrapped."

Yang Xiao was more honest than Zhang Xianguang. He found a clear reason himself and didn't need Lin Yuan to guess.

The real reason is also very simple.

In the ghost dream world, none of these people survived, they were all killed by the ghosts in the dream, and naturally they also died in reality.

Of course, this is an oil painting world, they are all dead souls, and as long as someone remembers them, they will not be truly dead and will come back to life again.

Yang Xiao's reason was quite appropriate. Lin Yuan didn't know much about the robotics industry, so he didn't give a random definition. He just pointed to the path under his feet and said, "They're blocking the road. How can we get through?"

The path was pitch black on both sides and was obviously not suitable for human walking.

"Just throw it away. The post office has a professional robot assembly line. After these robots are damaged, new robots can be quickly manufactured. What is truly precious is consciousness like mine. As long as the consciousness is still there, there is no need to worry about the robots being manufactured without anyone to control them." Yang Xiao burned a lot of brain cells and used reasons that the "store manager" could understand to briefly introduce the situation of the dead souls in the oil painting. "People like us used to be the best messengers in the post office. Later, for some reasons, our consciousness was copied here to be used as robot operators."

Lin Yuan nodded thoughtfully, watching Yang Xiao step forward and throw all the robots that were blocking his way into the darkness beside him. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be thinking about something at the same time.

He just came here to see an old friend, but Yang Xiao said so much, which was obviously not normal.

Do I need to get the message out myself?

That's not right. If he really needed to get the news out, he could tell the police officers at the headquarters, including his son Yang Xiao, at the Peace Hotel.

They have been alone together several times. If they really want to solve the problem of the ghost post office, there is no reason not to say it out loud, but wait until now?

Lin Yuan rubbed his head and felt a headache.

Zhang Xianguang asked with concern: "Boss Lin, are you a little tired? Old Yang has cleared the way. Let's go. There is another post office ahead. We can take a rest there."

Lin Yuan looked along the path, but could see nothing except the darkness in the white mist. When he was about to move forward, he suddenly took out his cell phone from his pocket, "What? Something happened in the store? OK, I'll be right back."

Then he put down his phone and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, something happened in the store and I have to go back to deal with it right away. Lao Zhang, Lao Yang, I'll come to see you next time I have time. Lao Lu, do you want to leave with me now, or stay?"

nonsense!

Stay here and die?
Although he felt a little regretful that he didn't fully understand the situation in the Ghost Post Office, he couldn't stay if Lin Yuan wanted to leave.

This damn post office is too dangerous.

His current condition is not very good. If he were to lose the suppression of the haunted bus and the "store manager", he would be resurrected as a ghost in no time. How could he have the energy to deal with this foggy ghost post office?

Lin Yuan and Lu Zhiwen were leaving, so Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao, as half of the hosts, naturally came to see them off.

After sending them to the entrance of the oil painting world, Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao stopped and let Lin Yuan and Lu Zhiwen leave.

"The store manager's acting is terrible. He even held the phone upside down when pretending to answer it. It seems that he is also very afraid of the ghost post office." Yang Xiao, who had returned to normal, looked at Zhang Xianguang expressionlessly.

Zhang Xianguang stretched his body. He felt fluffy in gorilla mode, but his normal body was more comfortable. "Next time we go to the store, I can help you give feedback to the store manager."

"It's okay, but you should be more careful recently. The guys inside are already quite dissatisfied with us and want to force us to tell the location of the Peace Hotel. I don't care. If anyone wants to come to find me, I will tell them to dream about it. It shouldn't matter to you either, after all, your strength is no worse than mine." Yang Xiao said.

Zhang Xianguang was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Old Yang, do you want to live in the oil painting world forever? Do you want to live like a normal person, with your wife, children, relatives and friends?"

Yang Xiao frowned and asked, "Can you do it?"

"To be precise, it is my Utopia Plan that can do it. Let's go, it's time to have a frank talk. We have been friends for so many years, and we don't want to become enemies at the last moment. After all, we are actually the same, poor creatures bound by rules." Zhang Xianguang said frankly.

Yang Xiao looked at him deeply and said, "Okay."

……

"This post office is really deep. It actually has a professional robot assembly line and has mastered the consciousness of a group of elite talents. Or rather, it has imprisoned the consciousness of a group of people and used them to control the robots. Old Lu, you have to check this place carefully. If you are not careful, it may cause big problems."

Walking out of the door of the Ghost Post Office, Lin Yuan said solemnly.

Lu Zhiwen put down the hind leg of the big black pig in his hand and said, "Don't worry, Boss Lin, I will report all this information to the headquarters. If there is indeed a problem here, the headquarters will definitely not let it go."

"That's good."

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, he was thinking about using negotiation to help Zhang Xianguang and Yang Xiao break free from the shackles of the Ghost Post Office and terminate the unfair contract, but now it seems that the high price asked by "Golden Finger" is justified.

Including the subsequent expenses, it is also necessary to prevent the Post Office from arresting employees who escape its control.

After they waited for a while, Old Qin drove the mysterious bus to a stop in front of them. Lin Yuan helped Lu Zhiwen lift the big black pig onto the bus.

"Lao Qin, let's go back to the store. It's almost time."

Lin Yuan no longer had the heart to hang around after his experience in the ghost post office. Besides, Zhou Deng and the others should have left in such a short time, so he didn’t need to worry about asking questions about the difficulty of the virtual game.

And this big black pig also needs to be sent back. You can't just wander around with a big black pig, right?

What should I do if Lu Zhiwen is tired?
Lu Zhiwen: ???

Hearing that the "store manager" was going back to the Peace Hotel, Mr. Qin and Lu Zhiwen both breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Mr. Qin, in order to avoid too much impact caused by the "store manager" appearing in reality, he basically drives the supernatural bus to supernatural places.

That is to say, there were some minor accidents in Dadong City, otherwise it would be impossible to go there in reality.

Soon they arrived at the Peace Hotel bus stop. Lu Zhiwen helped carry the big black pig down and got back on the bus. "Boss Lin, I won't go to the store anymore. I'm going to walk around and relax."

"No problem, Lao Lu. If you are free, come to the store. Not only can you eat delicious food, but you can also listen to music, and there is also the old Chinese doctor Zhang to help regulate your body."

Lin Yuan introduced the advantages of the Peace Hotel with a smile. After the mysterious bus left, he saw Guo Fan coming to his side, carrying the big black pig on his back.

Lin Yuan patted Guo Fan on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Come on, Xiao Guo, I'm rooting for you."

"Thank you, boss." Guo Fan excitedly picked up the big black pig and ran towards the Peace Hotel.

Lin Yuan looked at this scene and couldn't help shaking his head. "This little Guo, he was clearly the person in charge, but he still looks like he has never seen the world. He is also a poor child. We should take care of him more when we have the chance."

Lin Yuan's return made Liu Qingqing and others happy. The Peace Hotel, which originally had a weird atmosphere, also returned to normal.

The guests who dined in the restaurant felt it most deeply.

Although there is no apparent difference in the Peace Hotel when the "store manager" is there and when he is not, the feeling it gives people is completely different.

For example, now that the "store manager" is here, the Peace Hotel is just an ordinary hotel. As long as you don't dine and dash, there won't be much danger.

Guo Fan had already sent the big black pig to the Caesar Farm through the Caesar Hotel's directional portal. After handing it over to Li Qingzhi's paper man assistant in person, he returned to the Peace Hotel.

He didn't go to the ghost taxi at the door, but followed Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan did not chase him away. He originally wanted to discuss with He Yuelian about Zhang Xianguang's banquet in Shuangqiao Town, but Liu Qingqing, who also came with him, gave him a "surprise".

"Brother Yuan, do you still remember that Zhang Xianguang said he would introduce you to a blind date?" Liu Qingqing spoke with a hint of resentment.

Lin Yuan laughed and said, "It should be just a joke, why did you take it seriously?"

"This is not a joke. When you went out, he sent all the photos to you, asking you to take a look first and then find a time to meet him properly."

Liu Qingqing said as she handed a photo to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan took the photo in surprise and said with a smile: "This old Zhang, is he serious? This photo... is he introducing a runaway bride to me? I can't even see her face, I can only see a bright red dress. And why does the woman in the photo look a little strange? It seems... I've seen her somewhere before?"

(End of this chapter)