Mysterious resurgence

Although Wan Delu didn't know Yang Jian, he knew that he was an important figure. When he got on the plane for security check, he saw with his own eyes that as soon as this young man passed the security check, even the person in charge of the airport and Special personnel nearby gathered around.

The reason is simple. He has more than one firearm.

An ordinary person would probably be put in jail, but this person was let go, and even his luggage was allowed to be taken on the plane.

Looking at the black handbag at Yang Jian's feet, Wan Delu was certain that there were definitely weapons inside.

It’s not strange to me that someone has a way to get weapons, but it’s unusual to be able to get through airport security and get on the plane so arrogantly. This means that he is allowed to carry it on the plane, and there is a high probability that he will even have a gun. Qualifications, and a young person can do this.

It’s terrifying to think about it.

Perhaps, this leader of Dachang City is not bragging, it is very likely to be true.

For this reason, Wan Delu felt that making this friend was more important than making hundreds of millions.

"Brother, when we get off the plane later, how about I treat you to a meal? It's rare that we meet on the plane, and meeting each other is fate. I hope my brother will give me a favor."

Wan Delu said with a smile. The man in his forties or fifties kept calling Yang Jian, a young man under twenty, "leg brother", which made people feel that he was fawning.

It looked a little embarrassing, but he didn't take it seriously. He didn't have a thick skin to do business.

Yang Jian said: "I'm afraid this won't work. I don't have time. Let's go together next time we have a chance."

"Would you mind leaving a phone number?" Wan Delu said again without being angry.

Yang Jian was so entangled that he had no choice but to leave his mobile phone number: "I don't have a business card, this is my number, but I'm a little busy most of the time. Although you kindly invited me to dinner, I really don't want to I will definitely be free, and when the time comes, don’t blame me for not giving you face.”

"Of course, of course." Wan Delu wrote down the number, and his face suddenly burst into laughter, which seemed to make him happier than picking up a bag of money.

At this time, Yang Jian's satellite positioning phone suddenly connected to communication, and Qin Meirou's voice came from it: "Yang Jian, are you there?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Jian had just finished giving the number when he heard the movement and took out his satellite positioning phone.

"Something happened to the plane you are currently on ten minutes ago. Because the plane is in the air, many things cannot be handled by other departments. Although it is a bit overkill, I still hope you can go and check and confirm the situation. Someone will contact you immediately. You, I hope you won't refuse." Qin Meirou said very seriously.

Yang Jian said casually: "If it's just someone who is airsick, sick, or something as trivial as a hijacking, I will definitely refuse. I'm not a temporary worker. I have to take care of everything, so can't I find someone else?"

"Although it is only in the suspicion stage, we do not rule out the possibility of a special incident. You'd better confirm it. If not, the air police on the plane will be responsible for this matter." Qin Meirou added.

"It's really troublesome. If I had known it, I wouldn't have taken the plane." Yang Jian agreed reluctantly.

Although Qin Meirou said it better, just go and have a look and you don't have to take care of it, but will the things sent by the headquarters be a good thing?

In other words, if it is a good thing, will it be passed on to the headquarters?

Certainly not.

Therefore, Yang Jian has long learned that no matter what the headquarters assigns, as long as he can refuse, he should refuse, unless he really cannot refuse.

"Who is Yang Jian?" At this time, a flight attendant hurriedly walked in and asked hurriedly.

It came so fast.

"It's me." Yang Jian stood up.

"I received a notice asking Yang Jian to come over." The stewardess obviously didn't know what was going on and was just responsible for conveying the order.

"Needless to say, I know everything. Take me over to see the situation." Yang Jian took the handbag at his feet, opened it, took out two golden pistols and pinned them to his waist, and then said: "Let someone Watch my luggage carefully, if it is lost, I will ask your company for compensation."

"What, what happened?" Wan Delu was shocked when he saw Yang Jian even carrying a gun, and asked in a panic.

Yang Jian said: "You ask me, who should I ask to go? The boss has assigned a task and I have to go. Part-time workers are so helpless. You should be careful."

After saying that, he followed the stewardess and left the first class cabin.

"Who is he? He can't be a plainclothes man." The man in a suit on the side was stunned when he saw this.

Wan Delu suppressed his voice and said: "Definitely not, he is of a very high level. I was listening to him when he called just now. The tasks were arranged in a consultative tone. I didn't dare to offend him. He is definitely a big shot. If it weren't for the plane, Something happened, and there just happened to be a small number of people, so he would never take orders temporarily."

"You also saw that he took out the two guns as soon as he asked, without any hesitation. What does this mean? It means that he was fair and aboveboard in handling the gun. If he was a dishonest person, he must have concealed the gun."

The man in the suit fell silent upon hearing this, and then came back after a while: "Mr. Wan, do you think it's still too late for me to apologize now?"

I thought that Yang Jian was just a little gangster with some money, but I never thought that this guy's background was a bit scary. Let's not talk about whether he has money or not. At least he must have the qualifications and rights to hold a gun, and it is not small.

Wan Delu said with some worry: "Whether you apologize or not is none of my business. What I'm worried about is that this leg guy walked out with a gun. Will something big happen to the plane?"

"Is it possible that someone hijacked the plane? Just like in the movie? Didn't something like this happen in the United States before?" Suddenly, the sexy female passenger who was eavesdropping next door suddenly took off her sunglasses and said a little excitedly.

"Hit this opportunity."

Wan Delu cursed in a very unqualified manner: "There are so many people patrolling during the security check, and you are not allowed to bring nail clippers. Who dares to come and cause trouble on the plane? The problem must be more serious than this, otherwise there would be a big shot like Brother Leg just now It won’t be blown up.”

"It's no joke if something happens to the plane. If it happens, everyone will die." The man in the suit said in surprise.

Of course Wan Delu understood this, so he was very nervous.

"No, I have to go over and check out the situation. I won't feel at ease until I figure things out."

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Wan Delu couldn't sit down anymore. Although the announcement asked passengers to sit on their seats, he ignored it and immediately followed him secretly, intending to see what happened.

At this moment, Yang Jian followed the flight attendant to the front. When passing by other passengers, he found that the other passengers were very calm. Some were sleeping and some were playing with their mobile phones. It was as if nothing had happened. It seemed that they should It was the news that was withheld and not spread, causing panic.

"Tell me, what happened?"

The stewardess said in a very low voice, "I also heard from other colleagues that a passenger died in the bathroom. I heard that the death was very strange."

"How weird is it?" Yang Jian asked.

He is already highly immune to things like death and corpses, and will hardly feel any discomfort.

"I didn't see it, I just heard it from my colleagues," the stewardess said.

"Qin Meirou, you didn't even collect the information and then asked me to handle it. It's very irresponsible to do this," Yang Jian said to the satellite positioning mobile phone: "Regardless of whether it is a special incident or not, even if it is, if there is not enough Information analysis, rashly involved in the incident, no matter how powerful the ghost controller is, may fail."

The unknown horror of supernatural events is the biggest threat to ghost masters.

So, intelligence and observation are important.

"Because of the sudden incident, circumstances and events do not allow the headquarters to collect intelligence, I'm sorry." Qin Meirou apologized, her tone serious.

Yang Jian said: "It's too late to talk about this now. Let's wait until I confirm whether the matter is a special incident."

He did not complain or accuse Qin Meirou of something wrong with the headquarters, because at this juncture he still needed to use the resources of the headquarters to solve his own situation, so he had to perform better in the recent incident.

Under the guidance of the stewardess, Yang Jian quickly arrived at a small compartment on the passenger plane.

He saw a female corpse lying on the ground, her face covered with masks. There was an inexplicable coldness surrounding her, and there seemed to be a vague smell lingering in the air.

This is the smell of corpse stench.

"A supernatural event?"

Yang Jian felt a slight shiver in his heart. He didn't even need an autopsy, he could make a conclusion based on his feeling.

There is a ghost on this plane.