The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 92 Ghost Eye Detective Yang Jian Goes Offline
Fang Ming spent the next two days in the villa. He played lol for two consecutive days. Although he didn't feel tired, he wasn't very emotional.

Although Fang Ming is no longer the ordinary coder in his previous life, things like game level haven't changed significantly since Fang Ming became a ghost. Bronze is still bronze, silver is still silver, and he still picks his feet.

Even if Fang Ming grew a few more hands from his body to help him operate together when playing games, he still couldn't beat some ordinary players of average level. This made Fang Ming feel that the computer's reaction speed should not match his own hand speed.

The game life in the past few days is also the first consecutive failure he has encountered since he came to this world. Coupled with the greetings from his teammates in Zaan, Fang Ming can't wait to control the electronic ghost and call the opposite netizen along the network cable, but there are also some arrogant netizens who actually left their phone numbers.

After seeing that the opposite party really left his phone number during the scolding, Fang Ming's mouth curled up into a dangerous arc.

He picked up the phone, dialed the number, and after calling to confirm the identity of the other party, he directly invoked the power of the tired ghost, and said to the microphone of the phone, "You feel very tired, sleep until the end of time."

I only heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the opposite side, and then there was no sound again.

Fang Ming hung up the phone in satisfaction. Under the effect of his exhausted ghost's supernatural attack, this netizen would fall into a state of deep sleep and never wake up. His consciousness was like being sealed in an eternal dark and silent space.

This netizen used his personal experience to experience a wave, 'What does it mean to try and die'.

Just when Fang Ming felt relieved, Hu Xing's investigation results came out.

Fang Ming sat on the sofa and waited for Hu Xing to report the results.

"Boss, we found out that Yang Jian's behavior is a bit weird. These days, he is ordering a cup of coffee in a coffee shop on the street, and then observing the passers-by on the road. He often sits like this for a whole day, and he doesn't know what he is observing." Hu Xing said.

After Fang Ming listened to his subordinate's report, he rubbed his chin and thought to himself, "Sure enough, something happened to Yang Jian. I just don't know what happened. No, I still have to go and have a look. Yang Jian's ghost eyes must not be missed. I made a reservation a long time ago. Anyone who dares to touch him will die."

Fang Ming waved to Hu Xing, indicating that he already knew it and could go down.

After Hu Xing left, Fang Ming drove the ghost beasts towards Dachang City.

After arriving in Dachang City, looking at the still sparse crowd on the street, Fang Ming thought to himself, "It seems that the impact of starving ghosts will not be changed for a while, and the death toll that accounts for more than [-]% cannot be eliminated in a short time."

However, compared to the original book where Yang Jiantou Qi was imprisoned after his resurrection, Fang Ming had imprisoned the starving ghost four or five days earlier, and had virtually saved many lives.

Fang Ming let his ghosts cover the entire Dachang City in the form of water mist, and it didn't take long before he found Yang Jian.

At this time, Yang Jian was tasting coffee in a coffee shop in a street, while keeping his eyes on the passers-by outside, chatting with the employees in the coffee shop from time to time, looking very harmonious.

Seeing Yang Jian like this, Fang Ming immediately judged that this Yang Jian was not real. How could the real Yang Jian talk and laugh with a group of ordinary people in such a harmonious way? This way of watching pedestrians was more like learning.

With a thought, the ghost directly covered Yang Jian who was sitting in the coffee shop.

Yang Jian, who was talking and laughing with the service staff in the coffee shop, suddenly opened a ghost eye on his forehead, but under Fang Ming's suppression, the ghost eye closed automatically, as if he was afraid of something.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Jian disappeared in place. The waiter looked at Yang Jian who had disappeared suddenly, and after a moment of shock, he yelled 'Ghost' and ran away.

The citizens of Dachang, who have just experienced the starving ghost incident, have a natural fear of this kind of supernatural event.

Fang Ming directly brought Yang Jian to the room where the ghost mirror was hidden, regardless of Yang Jian's reaction behind him.

Looking at the ghost mirror that was not covered with a red cloth, Fang Ming probably guessed what happened. If the real Yang Jian was resurrected, he would not ignore the ghost mirror. He would probably cover it with a red cloth again, and the fake one would not.

So the Yang Jian behind him now should be the mirror ghost Yang Jian who has occupied Yang Jian's body, but the real Yang Jian is locked in the mirror, right?
Just as Fang Ming was thinking, the fake Yang Jian behind him looked at the man in front of him who made him unable to even open his ghost eyes, his eyes were rolling, and he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but just as he wanted to escape, he found that his body could not move.

Fake Yang Jian looked down, only to realize that at some point, his ankles had sunk into the stagnant water, and in the reflection on the water surface, there was a terrifying ghost holding his reflection in the water. It was for this reason that he couldn't move.

After Fang Ming carefully measured the ghost mirror, he turned around and looked at Yang Jian in front of him without opening his mouth.

Fake Yang Jian felt uncomfortable being stared at by Fang Ming, so he could only bite the bullet and say with a smile, "Zheng Fei, I didn't expect you to come to Dachang City."

Fang Ming raised his brows and said, "Didn't you think that even Yang Jian's memory was copied? But you haven't learned his character yet."

There was a flash of panic in the fake Yang Jian's eyes, and he said, "I don't know what you are talking about, aren't we classmates?"

Fang Ming didn't intend to continue listening to the nonsense that the fake said. The ghost in the reflection in the water grabbed the reflection of the fake Yang Jian and pulled it away. What was displayed in front of Fang Ming was the fake Yang Jian, as if its color was gradually fading. In the end, only a headless ghost with ghost eyes inlaid on its body remained in place.

The corner of Fang Ming's mouth curled up slightly, "Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought, this fake Yang Jian is the mirror ghost who ran out of the ghost mirror, Yang Jian's body was occupied by the mirror ghost, but the real Yang Jian was locked in the ghost mirror, or the real Yang Jian was already dead. '

At this moment, a strange movement came from the ghost mirror behind Fang Ming. A living person's arm stretched out from the ghost mirror, grabbed the frame of the mirror and tried to struggle to get out of the ghost mirror, but countless ghost hands stretched out from behind him, trying to pull him back into the ghostly world.

Seeing that person was about to be pulled into the ghost mirror again, Fang Ming stretched out his hand and directly grabbed his arm. The countless ghost hands that were still pulling the young man seemed to be scalded, and retracted to grab the young man's hand.

In this way, Fang Ming successfully rescued the young man from the ghost mirror. It was indeed Yang Jian, but now Yang Jian was just an ordinary person, completely lost the ghost image and ghost eyes.

Fang Ming looked at the revived Yang Jian with great interest, and thought to himself, "This can be regarded as the ghost eye detective offline." '

(End of this chapter)