Mysterious resurgence

"Isn't that ghost coming?"

Yang Jian stayed at home all night and didn't sleep. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked in the direction of the door very tiredly.

The door is not closed.

Because he wanted to see the ghost appear as soon as possible.

But things were not as perfect as I imagined.

"I can't keep waiting for this ghost to appear here. If the ghost has left here and doesn't plan to come back, I will just waste my time, and time is very precious to me now."

Yang Jian rubbed his bloodshot eyes to calm himself down and relax.

It would be crazy to be so nervous all night long.

"If you can't find this ghost in a short time, you have to make two plans." Yang Jian stood up from the sofa, took a shower, packed his things and got ready to go out.

I have two plans. One is to find a way to survive if I can survive.

Secondly, if you are really going to die, you will need to earn some money to provide for your parents in the future.

Carrying a schoolbag, Yang Jian walked out of this somewhat old residential building.

Looking up at the hot sunshine outside, he felt a little dizzy.

"But ghosts don't seem to be afraid of the sun." Yang Jian touched the back of his hand and didn't feel any unusual reaction in that eye.

In other words, ghosts may appear even during the day.

According to folklore, ghosts only appear at night, but this seems to have been overturned.

It can only be said that the light during the day can give people a certain sense of security and make them less fearful.

"Boss, do you want to recycle your cell phone?"

Yang Jian came to a small shop on the street that repaired mobile phones.

The owner of the mobile phone store took a look and said, "Big brother doesn't accept any of them. We only accept smartphones produced in the past two years."

Yang Jian sat down and said, "I'm not selling the mobile phone in my hand. What I want to sell is these."

He took out the mobile phones that Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, Zhao Lei and others had not wanted from his schoolbag.

"So many? Where did you steal them from?" The boss was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yang Jian with suspicion as he looked at the various models of smartphones.

"My friend doesn't want it anymore. He gave it to me. Besides, can you steal such a new mobile phone? Boss, please estimate the price. If it's suitable, I'll sell it all to you." Yang Jian said.

The boss took a look and found that they were indeed good products. The mobile phones were very new. The market price was two to three thousand apiece, and the more expensive ones were seven to eight thousand.

"This one of yours is worthless, I can only give you three hundred."

"This one is pretty good. I'll charge one thousand for it, and this one for one thousand three cents." The boss estimated the price.

At this time, one of the mobile phones on the counter suddenly rang.

Yang Jian took a look and it read: Dad.

God knows which classmate's father this is.

"The owner has called me," the boss said with a smile, "I'll be in a lot of trouble if I find him then. I can only collect five hundred for this phone."

After saying that, I planned to turn off my phone.

Yang Jian picked it up and connected it to the passage; "It's not the owner who's calling, it's my friend's dad."

"Hello."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is it Yang Jian?"

"It's me, who are you?" Yang Jian said.

"Sure enough, Shanshan's cell phone is on you. I am Wang Shanshan's father, Wang Bin. I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you? I want to meet you." Wang Bin said.

"It's Uncle Wang. I have something to do these two days. I'm a little busy and it's not convenient." Yang Jian said.

Wang Bin said: "It won't take you a lot of time. Where are you? I'll drive to pick you up."

"Uncle Wang, just tell me if you have something to do. I really have something going on here, and I won't be able to leave for a while." Yang Jian said.

Wang Bin was silent for a moment and said, "It's about my daughter Shanshan. Do you know what happened to Shanshan in school that day?"

"Didn't Wang Shanshan tell you about the school being haunted?" Yang Jian said.

Is the school haunted?

On the other end of the phone, Wang Bin was stunned for a moment.

Is there such a ridiculous thing these days?

"The school is haunted? Do you high school students still believe this?" he asked with some confusion.

"I didn't believe it before, but now I do." Yang Jian said, "What happened to Wang Shanshan? Did she encounter a ghost again?"

Wang Bin said: "Maybe she is just a little nervous, timid, and frightened. She always feels that something is looking for her and follows her. And Shanshan said you can help her."

"Is there something following her?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he thought for a moment: "Is it a baby?"

baby?

Wang Bin thought of the palm prints in the bathroom. Aren't they the baby's palm prints?

"You think my house is haunted?"

Wang Bin said: "I am asking you very seriously, and please don't use things like hauntings to deal with me. Shanshan's situation is very bad. You know something and I hope you will tell the truth. Of course, in return, I will also I won’t owe you anything.”

He is a successful man, how could he believe the nonsense about being haunted.

Yang Jian pondered.

Judging from Wang Bin's tone and attitude on the phone, Wang Shanshan did encounter a ghost.

It was most likely the ghost baby that escaped from the school.

It just doesn't make sense.

Although the ghost baby is not as scary as the old man who knocked on the door, Wang Shanshan is just an ordinary person. If he really encountered it, he would not be alive now.

It’s not like ghosts kill people and they won’t discuss it with you.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Wang Bin asked when Yang Jian didn't speak on the other end of the phone.

Yang Jian came back to his senses and said: "I can solve Wang Shanshan's matter, but it is a very troublesome matter. Last time I saved your daughter for free, she almost couldn't walk out of school alive, but this time I don't plan to be merciful. I won’t help you for free, so Uncle Wang, let’s make a price, how much do you plan to pay to help you solve this matter?”

Wang Bin was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and immediately said: "If Shanshan can return to normal, I can privately give you 20,000 yuan in benefits. Of course, if you can't help my daughter, you can You can’t even get a penny.”

I didn't expect that this student named Yang Jian would be able to collect money to do things in a society like this.

His tone immediately became very different.

"Twenty thousand? I thought you were going to say two hundred. Twenty thousand is too little. This matter is very dangerous. It is not as simple as you think. If I don't come forward, not only Wang Shanshan, but maybe your whole family will die. Then These things kill people without mercy." Yang Jian said.

If he wanted to deal with the ghost baby, he would have to use the power of the ghost.

And this will speed up the recovery time of the ghost.

In other words, you are risking your life to help.

Sacrifice yourself and light up others. That is a candle.

Yang Jian needs to earn a labor fee. Besides, Wang Shanshan's family is relatively wealthy, but he is very poor.

"Fifty thousand, how about it?" Wang Bin replied.

"It seems that Uncle Wang still understands the market situation of this kind of thing very well. The starting price for solving a similar incident abroad is at least five million US dollars. However, I am a very fair person. For the sake of my classmates, I will settle for five million US dollars." ." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Damn, five hundred thousand, you are crazy about money, and you still have the nerve to say it for the sake of your classmates." Wang Bin has a good temper and couldn't help but get angry when he heard this price.

Yang Jian was not angry and smiled: "Uncle Wang, you don't need to be angry. Although half a million yuan is a bit painful given your family's conditions, it is not impossible to get it. After all, a house in your family is worth at least four million yuan. Okay, let’s end the phone conversation here. Uncle Wang, you’d better think it through before replying to the letter, preferably as soon as possible.”

"Because it's too late, either Wang Shanshan dies or I die. I won't live long, and I still have a mother to support. To earn your money is to pay for your life, which is not easy. If it's too late, you will have to ask for help when the time comes. That's not something that can be solved with just a small amount of money. Also, don't make this call in the future. Call my other cell phone. That phone call is free."

After speaking, he told Wang Bin Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning mobile phone number and then hung up the phone.

"Friend, if you add up all these mobile phones, I will pay you five thousand yuan." The boss said at this time.

Five thousand?

Yang Jian put down the phone and frowned: "So few? Boss, are you kidding me?"

"These mobile phones of yours are all worthless. For example, this latest fruit phone is fake." The boss said, "If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you."

After saying that, he took the phone apart seriously, and it turned out to be a fake.

Fake?

Fuck this profiteer's bullshit.

Would he know whether Zhang Wei's mobile phone was real or fake?

Yang Jian's face sank: "Boss, you didn't secretly switch the phone while I was on the phone just now, right?"

"I operate with integrity, how could I do such a thing? Your phone is obviously fake. If you don't want to sell it, just take it back. I won't accept the other phones either."

The boss looked indifferent, but his attitude immediately changed and he waved Yang Jian away.

Yang Jian stood up and grabbed his collar. His bloodshot eyes glowed faintly red and said with a strange indifference: "Do you want to die, you profiteer? If you want to die, just say it and I will help you." The liar got to me.”

The boss was shocked when he looked at Yang Jian's eyes.

Is this the look a person should have?

Indifferent, without a trace of emotion, there is something horrifyingly weird about it.