Mysterious resurgence

"Did Zhang Hui's death result from a supernatural incident?"

Yang Jian was pondering at this moment. Although he rejected Chen Yi's request, the information he got from him made him pay attention, because as long as it was confirmed to be a supernatural incident, he would have some doubts that he might be behind it. related.

Zhang Hui initially escaped from the training base with them, and then returned to the Ping An Hotel to rest.

But Zhang Hui left the Ping An Hotel in a hurry the next day, as if he had discovered some danger.

But today, Zhang Hui died mysteriously in this small hotel in J City.

The most important thing is that Zhang Hui neither committed suicide nor died of something wrong with himself due to the resurgence of a ghost.

"Although this Chen Yi has a hot temper and is not easy to get along with, his ability to become one of the three people in charge of J City is definitely worthy of recognition. Since he has been defined as a supernatural event, there is a high probability that this matter will It’s just true.”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he fell into thinking.

"From the training base, to the Safe Hotel, and now to his mysterious death. Zhang Hui must have been aware of the problems around him. He tried to avoid certain dangers by changing the environment, but he failed and died."

"This danger definitely does not come from Ping An Hotel, nor does it come from J City. In all likelihood, it comes from the training base."

Because the only place that has the opportunity to be exposed to supernatural events is the training base.

At that time, they experienced the ghost mission incident. In addition, the ghost mission began to kill people randomly at that time, and many ghost controllers died.

No one is sure whether there were other ghosts during that period.

Most importantly, there is a ghost Yang Jian has never been able to identify.

Looking at his pale and stiff palm, he saw that the uncertain ghost was the ghost he released from the bottle, and the ghost with this ghost hand.

At that time, in order to increase the number of ghosts on his side, he forcibly opened the bottle containing the ghost. Then, in order to deal with the ghosts, the ghost accompanied him all the way and was ignored for a short time. After the incident, Yang Jian used the three-layer ghost realm but could not find it. That ghost, but he thought it was over.

The ghost was most likely left in the ghost realm of the ghost, and it might have been dealt with by the ghost long ago.

However, it seems that this may not be the case now.

"So, when Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, Huang Ziya, and Zhang Hui and I left the training base, there was a ghost that was following us? That ghost chose Zhang Hui as its target and followed Zhang Hui there. In the Ping An Hotel."

"Then Zhang Hui noticed something was wrong, or maybe he was attacked by a ghost that night. He was definitely not attacked by a ghost that night. If he was attacked, it would be impossible not to ask for support from us."

"So, I think Zhang Hui was just in a state of suspicion at the time. He suspected that something was wrong with the situation around him, but there was no sufficient evidence. In addition, the ghost incident left him in a very bad mental state, so he couldn't wait to I want to leave the Ping An Hotel.”

Yang Jian's head was constantly thinking at this moment. He connected all the information together and made a reasonable guess.

This kind of speculation is very necessary.

Because ghost masters involved in supernatural events have very limited access to information, so they must make bold and reasonable guesses. Otherwise, by the time you learn the truth, death will have already found you. The speed at which you can master information if you want to survive. You have to stay one step ahead of the ghost to avoid being killed.

"After Zhang Hui left the Pingan Hotel, assuming there was a ghost, the ghost also left with Zhang Hui. This ghost is very special. It cannot be seen, touched, or even heard. Although Zhang Hui noticed it, it was too late. ”

"The ghost finally killed him, and one thing that cannot be ignored is that the horror level of this ghost is not low. As a ghost controller, Zhang Hui was killed without resistance or asking for help."

At this moment, Yang Jian roughly sorted out the cause of Zhang Hui's death.

But this ghost has killed Zhang Hui now, so who will he kill next?

Killing ordinary people who meet the requirements indiscriminately?

Or a specific person?

The information cannot be inferred at this point, because the ghost has just killed Zhang Hui, and the next victim has not yet appeared. Only when the second and third victims appear can some rules be gradually grasped.

"You have to pay attention to this matter, but let Chen Yi have a headache for the time being."

Yang Jian shook his head slightly: "The more serious situation now is the collision between ghosts and ghost paintings."

"The collision of two S-class supernatural events may cause big problems. The headquarters is not absolutely sure. Compared with this, this kind of supernatural event that only kills one person in several days can be ignored for the time being."

In the car, Wan Delu saw Yang Jian lowering his head and thinking, and did not dare to disturb him, but his heart was already cold.

Because he just heard some terrible information from the person in charge named Chen Yi. Someone was killed by a ghost?

Oh my god, this is City J. Isn’t it even safe here?

Yang Jian's previous reminder was right, he really had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Just now Wande Lu was still considering whether to completely move the headquarters there, or whether it would be better to just set up a branch in Dachang City. Anyway, it’s always good to be more cautious, but now, he has no other ideas. .

move!

Not only will the headquarters be moved, but some of the company's assets must also be disposed of as soon as possible. Now we are not thinking about how to make money, but how to save our lives.

Anyway, for Wan Delu, money is endless, and life is the most important thing.

At this moment, Wan Delu felt extremely lucky that he was lucky enough to meet a big shot like Yang Jian. As long as he held on to this thigh, he would be somewhat protected in the future.

No wonder he is nicknamed Leg Brother.

It’s worthy of its name.

"By the way, has the Luo Yong you mentioned before arrived at the hotel?" Yang Jian suddenly raised his head and asked.

Wan Delu said hurriedly; "They have arrived a long time ago and are waiting for us."

"Don't worry about what happened just now. Let's go eat." Yang Jian said.

"Is everything going to be okay?" Wan Delu asked cautiously, "Someone died just now."

Yang Jian said: "Didn't you see that someone is already taking care of it? Nothing will happen for the time being, but you can't say for sure about this kind of thing. Every city has more or less such things. If you are really unlucky and encounter it, you can only ask for luck. ”

"Do people occasionally die in Dachang City now?" Wan Delu asked.

"Not currently. If I say I won't in the future, I'm probably bragging. This kind of thing is too random and almost uncontrollable. As long as there is a person in charge to deal with it as soon as possible." Yang Jian said.

"That's right, that's right. It'll be much safer if someone handles it." Wan Delu agreed.

The vehicle drove through the blocked road, and because there was no traffic jam or detour, it quickly stopped in front of a high-end private club.

Of course, Wandelu couldn't invite Yang Jian to a hotel or a restaurant. Of course, he had to prepare a high-end place, and he had done a lot of work for this meal. Not only did he invite the best chef , and also spent a lot of money to fly in some high-end ingredients. Because he couldn't grasp Yang Jian's taste, he also prepared various dishes.

He felt it was necessary to leave a good impression, even if it wasn't for hugging someone's lap, it was because of what happened at the airport last time.

Wan Delu knew very well that if Yang Jian had not saved him at the airport last time, he would have been locked up by now. After all, the haunted thing was related to him, and there were also deaths on the plane. .

But locking it up was a trivial matter, and the company might go bankrupt because of it. He could even imagine how miserable it would be if the stock price plummeted, they were forced to delist, or went bankrupt and liquidated.

So a meal is nothing compared to this.

soon.

Wan Delu took Yang Jian and the accompanying beauty into this private club.

As soon as they walked in, they saw a man in his fifties, wearing very simple and slightly dark clothes, who looked like a construction site worker and wanted to leave impatiently.

"I said I could go back after only half a day. I've been waiting for almost a day. No, I want to leave. Don't stop me. I think you must be liars. I won't stay here."

Two bodyguards stopped him: "Luo Yong, our boss is on his way here. There is a traffic jam on the road and it's delayed for a while. Please wait. And as you promised before, we have already paid you 50,000 yuan for your business trip." , I can’t explain it to our boss if you suddenly want to leave at this time.”

"You must be liars. How can there be such a good thing in this world? You must give me some sweetness first, and then you must deceive me all back. No, I have to leave." The man named Luo Yong argued.

"Is he the Luo Yong you invited?" Yang Jian asked.

"Yes, I finally hired him from there. I only agreed to come over after giving him money. He said he couldn't delay his work." Wan Delu smiled bitterly: "Brother Leg, you are laughing. I will handle this matter. You Wait a moment."

After saying that, he hurried over, ready to comfort Luo Yong.

Yang Jian didn't speak, he just looked at it, but when he saw Luo Yong's appearance, his eyes suddenly shrank, and there was a hint of shock on his face.

How can it be?

In an instant, a turmoil arose in his heart.

Yang Jian didn't recognize this man named Luo Yong before, but today he saw it for the first time, and there was nothing wrong with Luo Yong himself. He walked on the street looking like a serious construction site worker, with wrinkles all over his face. Slightly swarthy, neither shockingly handsome nor embarrassingly ugly, just a very ordinary appearance.

However, just this ordinary appearance made Yang Jian feel an inexplicable chill and shock.

He looks like that ghost.

The old man codenamed Ghost Knocking on the Door.

If Yang Jian takes out the photo of the knocker and compares it with Luo Yong, he will find that the two people are not exactly the same, but at least six or seven points identical.

Of course, there are many people with similar looks in the world, and there are celebrities who look alike.

But this Luo Yong looks like nothing but a ghost.

Yang Jian felt that a terrible truth was being confirmed.