Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 93 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon Meeting Room
Just like Cao Yang remembered, this meeting did not have any substantive content. Although Yang Jian was young, he was not stupid. The balloon was kicked back and forth, and he deliberately concealed his abilities, so some ghost riders with not so smart brains were fooled by him.

Then, the NPC named Lin Long put on a good show, provoking Yang Jian. Most people chose to watch coldly, hoping that someone would go and find out the details of this ghost-eyed detective.

The tall ghost shadow penetrated into Lin Long's body and instantly suppressed the ghost in his body. Seeing Yang Jian use the ghost cave to transfer a container, everyone understood what he meant: Yang Jian was going to imprison Lin Long like he imprisoned a ghost!

"There's no need to be so drastic, Yang Jian. We are all colleagues."

A steady but cold voice suddenly appeared, which made the anxious and worried Zhao Jianguo suddenly look towards the source of the voice as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Mo Qiuren? What is he going to do?"

Cao Yang also locked onto the source of the sound, which was the low-key person in charge of Dashen City, Mo Qiuren.

Li Jun's ghost fire couldn't do anything to the ghost in Ghost Eye. Although Zhao Jianguo didn't have much hope for Mo Qiuren, it was already very good that someone was willing to stand up at this time.

"That's right. We are all colleagues and on the same level anyway. Why should I listen to you?"

Yang Jian responded expressionlessly, while the ghost still controlled Lin Long to walk into the box.

"Will he take action?"

For a moment, Mo Qiuren attracted the attention of most people present, even Wang Xiaoming looked sideways, as if expecting some brilliant performance from Mo Qiuren. Cao Yang was no exception. Would Mo Qiuren, a character that did not appear in the original novel, bring him a different surprise?

The entire gymnasium was covered by the scarlet ghost cave belonging to Yang Jian, but the red light covering the conference room was gradually fading. Someone noticed that three flames suddenly appeared on Lin Long's body, but the flames went out the next second, making people wonder if they had an illusion.

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank, because he felt that his ghost den was invaded from the inside. Although this does not mean that the other party's ghost den is stronger than his, it is enough to prove that there is a master in this meeting room at the moment.

Turning around, Yang Jian discovered that not only the ghost den, but even the ghost shadow that invaded Lin Long's body had forced its way out at some point, and the originally dark and thick ghost shadow had become much lighter at this time.

"It's time to stop."

At this time, Yang Jian also realized that Mo Qiuren was not a simple person, but his purpose of establishing his authority had been achieved. A small character like Lin Long was simply a gift to be killed and had no value. It would not have any impact if he was not killed, so he also took back the ghost den.

"I'll give you some face. I won't kill him. Captain Zhao, I believe you know what to do."

Yang Jian turned around and looked at Zhao Jianguo, the warning in his eyes was obvious.

"The headquarters will severely punish Lin Long and transfer him from his post. You will never see him again in your life. And as compensation, I can transfer all of Lin Long's subsidies to you."

Zhao Jianguo had no choice but to offer some conditions to save Lin Long's life.

After the farce, the meeting continued, but at this time everyone had the same idea in their mind: although Yang Jian was a newcomer, this detective with ghost eyes was terribly fierce, and he would beat people to death when he started. In addition, that Mo Qiuren was also a ruthless person, and he had the ability to challenge Yang Jian in public.

Many people stopped testing other people's ideas, and the atmosphere in the entire conference room became much more harmonious, because no one knew whether the people around them were like Yang Jian, who would explode at the slightest touch and possessed terrifying strength.

"Don't ask for help. His ghost code name is recorded in the files: Ghost Blowing Out the Light."

"Only one ghost can force Yang Jian to this extent. Is he an alien? Or is he hiding the information about the second ghost?"

Cao Yang looked at Mo Qiuren and guessed in his heart. The collision in the conference room was more exciting than he had imagined. At the same time, it also confirmed that the headquarters actually had many top ghost riders, but usually no one was willing to participate in such meaningless internal friction.

After the meeting, Cao Yang took the initiative to find Zhao Jianguo and asked about the recent situation in Dajin City. Although Chen Yi was temporarily in charge, he was the person in charge of Dajin City after all.

"Dajin City is very safe. Although Chen Yi has a bad temper, he is very responsible and patrols the city at least three times a day. You can rest assured."

After saying goodbye to Zhao Jianguo, Cao Yang went to find Wang Xiaoming again. The other party seemed to know Cao Yang's purpose and took the initiative to find a hidden room. Li Jun, as his bodyguard, naturally followed closely.

"Did you get the lamp?" Wang Xiaoming didn't waste any time and asked directly.

"If you had given me that ghost candle in advance, Professor Wang, maybe I would have succeeded in bringing it back to you."

“So I still didn’t get it back.”

Wang Xiaoming found it a little funny. This Cao Yang's way of speaking was quite interesting.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Before entering the horror BWG, I visited the Xuanjing Club. The person in charge of receiving me was Chu Xuenian. Based on the subsequent communication, I preliminarily judged that she was in charge of intelligence work in the club."

"In addition, I also met Qi Chaosheng. According to me, he was in charge of external relations and he always had a smile on his face."

Cao Yang put away his joking tone and spoke seriously.

"You know, I'm more interested in horror bwg and your experience than a folk club."

Wang Xiaoming took out a palm-sized notebook and prepared to take notes at any time.

"Okay, then I'll tell you in detail."

……

"Your speculation is reasonable. If the things on the third floor get out of control, it is likely to cause another S-level event comparable to a natural disaster."

Wang Xiaoming recorded the details that Cao Yang narrated. Of course, he did not reveal the information that he had already taken possession of the ancient corpse and the bronze sword.

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. Just the few things I encountered, each one is almost as terrifying as A-level. The third level will only be more terrifying than the second level."

Cao Yang corrected.

"But I didn't gain nothing. I contained two evil spirits that were not very scary on the first floor. Do you remember what you promised me?"

"But you didn't complete my commission."

"That's true. I can give you the two ghosts for research. One is a palm covered with cracks, and the other is the head of a furious King Kong. But I have one request, which is that I can be the only person responsible for the research results and subsequent ownership of these two things. No one else has the right to use or view them."

"It's a very smart idea. I handed over the two ghosts. This is the first credit. Then I forcibly locked the relationship between these two ghosts and you. Even if you can't get them now, there is no doubt that these two ghosts and my achievements will eventually fall into your hands."

"I'm curious, why are you so sure that I will choose to help you with such a deal that is completely beneficial to you and useless to me?"

Wang Xiaoming's eyes were burning, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Of course I won't let you do it for nothing, Professor Wang. I can provide a small amount of blood."

"Blood?"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly thought of the strange question that Cao Yang had asked not long ago.

"Yes, you are very smart. I like dealing with smart people the most."

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly, as if they had reached some kind of unspeakable py deal.

(End of this chapter)