Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

"Anti-gravity team?"

Ye Qidong looked at the old building with a puzzled expression and displeasure. Inside were several sophisticated instruments that he neither understood nor recognized, while several researchers dressed in scientific research clothes stood nearby.

A cute and lively girl nearby smiled and said mischievously, "Doesn't it look like an office? Then just stick a piece of paper on it, and it's an office?"

After saying that, she wrote down the words "Anti-Gravity Temporary Office" on a piece of paper, smiled, and stuck it on the door.

"Why are you looking for me?" Ye Qidong frowned. He was a special police officer, and he would not be afraid to do anything dangerous, so why should he face terrorists?

but……

Anti-gravity team?

He's a special police officer, fluent in several languages, can read lips, and is one of the elite in the police force—a sniper.

Did they hire him as a researcher? He's in the wrong movie set, what an idiotic boss.

Ye Qidong was particularly displeased when he saw that the group leader was Japanese; he didn't want to be a bodyguard for a Japanese person.

"Coffee or tea?" Before the pretty girl could finish her question, Ye Qidong had already turned to leave.

"Hmph! Boring..."

"Please wait a moment."

As the leader of the research team, Hashimoto spoke up, but what made Ye Qidong stop in his tracks was not him, but a young man who appeared in the corridor and blocked his way.

"Who are you?" Ye Qidong felt a sense of warning and instinctively placed his hand on the holster at his waist.

"My name is Zhang Yue." Zhang Yue smiled and took out a fake document that she had just obtained.

"An archaeological research specialist?" Ye Qidong frowned. "You're an archaeological expert? Why are you following me?"

His police instincts told him that Zhang Yue had followed him in at first glance.

Zhang Yue smiled and explained, "It's not that I'm following you, but rather that my superiors sent me to assist you?"

Ye Qidong asked, puzzled, "Assist me?"

Zhang Yue pointed to the paper posted on the door that read "Anti-Gravity Temporary Office," and said, "Mr. Ye, you don't actually think this is a boring mission, do you? Sending a special police officer like you to participate in some anti-gravity research? You're not a researcher, this is completely irrelevant."

Ye Qidong frowned and said, "Isn't that right?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Anti-gravity is just a gimmick. What they're really researching here is actually something strange."

sly?

Ye Qidong was stunned for a moment, his expression clearly showing disbelief in such nonsense.

"This gentleman is right. This is the project our group is researching. Mr. Ye, do you believe in ghosts in this world?" Hashimoto's voice came from behind.

Hashimoto, leaning on his cane, walked over step by step, looking at Zhang Yue with a puzzled expression. "Mr. Zhang, I remember I only applied for Mr. Ye Qidong's name..."

Zhang Yue extended his hand and shook hands with Hashimoto. "Let me introduce myself, Zhang Yue. On the surface, I am an archaeologist, but actually... I study theology."

"Mr. Hashimoto used such extensive connections and leveraged his influence in official circles to clear out the surrounding residents and lease this old building. Logically and morally, the higher-ups should have sent someone to take a look."

"You know, this is Taipei, not Japan. With such a large group, it's hard not to attract attention."

"Besides... the higher-ups have said that this monster belongs to our country. We can study it, but we can't take it away."

"And I happen to be a professional in the study of mysticism and superstition. My understanding of them is absolutely no worse than anyone else's, which is why the higher-ups sent me here."

Hashimoto paused, seemingly deep in thought, while Ye Qidong's expression grew increasingly serious through their conversation, showing a mixture of belief and doubt. However, his doubts weren't about Zhang Yue's identity, but rather about Hashimoto's group's anti-gravity research...

"Please come with me, you two."

Zhang Yue smiled; he had made the right bet.

In the original work, the location of Xiao Gui Chen Yaoxi is No. 17 Xiushui Road, Taibei City, but Hashimoto is a Japanese research institution.

He took money from the organization and, under the guise of an anti-gravity project, hired photographers around the world to search for the supernatural.

A foreign photographer stumbled upon Chen Yaoxi here, accidentally made eye contact with him, and was killed by him. After confirming Chen Yaoxi's existence, Hashimoto immediately mobilized the company's resources to clear out the surrounding residents.

This suggests that either they had no idea that antigravity research was a scam, or they were simply foolish and had too much money.

As Hashimoto led Zhang Yue and Ye Qidong toward the laboratory inside, a woman in a white coat smoking a cigarette glanced at Zhang Yue with a frown.

"This is Su Yuan, my assistant."

Zhang Yue returned the smile...

Su Yuan knew that he wanted to steal the only ghost in the world that could exist and never disappear, but in the end, he accidentally made eye contact with it and was killed by it.

The true background is unknown, but it is certain that Su Yuan is a corporate spy.

Upon learning that Hashimoto had terminal cancer, she began planning to steal the research findings and abscond.

Hashimoto introduced, "The other two are Hu Shouren and Dong Hemei..."

……

……

"There's no one inside, right?"

Hashimoto led Zhang Yue and Ye Qidong to a room separated by bulletproof glass, inside which were various kinds of machines.

But strangely, the room was empty.

Zhang Yue knew that the main event was about to begin, and he was about to make his way into a corner of the mysterious world.

Sure enough, Hashimoto nodded to his assistant. The next second, Dong Hemei came over with a bottle of eye drop spray. Just as she was about to spray them a few times, Ye Qidong instinctively grabbed her.

"What is this?"

Dong Hemei explained, "Don't get excited, you two, it's just eye drops."

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you used it to see that strange creature, right..."

"It?" Under Ye Qidong's skeptical gaze, Zhang Yue had already taken the eye drops and sprayed them on his face.