Mysterious resurgence

At this moment.

Liu Xiaoyu's personal communication room was already full of people, including several very powerful people in charge from the headquarters, headed by Cao Yanhua, who was the deputy minister.

All of their eyes were fixed on the screen on the communication station.

A bloody picture was displayed on the screen. In the picture was a headless corpse lying on the ground, and half of Yang Jian's pale, ashen face.

This image comes from the camera on Yang Jian's satellite positioning phone, so its authenticity is beyond doubt.

Although Liu Xiaoyu had told them this fact in tears just now, everyone was silent when they saw this scene.

Yang Jian is dead?

The famous ghost-eyed Yang Jian in the supernatural circle died like this on an ordinary street in this city. His body was separated and his head was split in two. It was too tragic to look at.

Moreover, Yang Jian did not die after being involved in a supernatural incident, but was suspected to have been killed by someone in his circle of friends.

People kept reporting that an entire street near the Ping An Hotel had disappeared. Li Jun rushed over to check and speculated that he was involved in a ghost realm. Now it seems that this should be caused by the resurgence of the ghost after Yang Jian's death. of.

"This is bad."

After a moment of silence, many people had only one thought in their minds.

It was not just the problem caused by one person's death, but a series of chain reactions that left them all dumbfounded and didn't know how to deal with it.

Once the news spreads that Ghost Eye Yang Jian has been killed, how many ghost controllers will resign directly at this juncture? Even if they don't resign, who among them would dare to stay here? If there is a large number of personnel fluctuations, what should we do about the ghost painting incident? Can it still be solved smoothly?

In addition, after Yang Jian's death, the ghost has a tendency to recover, otherwise the streets would not disappear. And once he fully recovers, what level of supernatural event will it be?

I guess it needs to be defined as A level from the beginning.

In other words, a considerable number of manpower must be allocated to deal with Yang Jian's ghosts.

"What should the deputy minister do now? Yang Jian is dead." Shen Liang also had a bit of shock on his face.

Although he was not sure, he still felt a little cold when he saw Yang Jian's body with his own eyes.

He knew very well that Yang Jian had a surrogate doll and a ghost candle in his hand, which would normally be fine, but now he died without even having a chance to light the ghost candle. The red candle was lying on the Next to the corpse, soaked in blood, it is extremely eye-catching.

Cao Yanhua's face was gloomy and terrifying. He had never been in such a bad mood in his life as he was today.

Anger and shame almost overwhelmed his sanity.

He clenched his fists tightly, veins popped out, and at this moment, someone even had the urge to kill.

"Call, make a call, contact Jiang Shangbai, and ask if it was done by their circle of friends." Cao Yanhua suppressed all his anger and said coldly through gritted teeth,

What?

Yang Jian was killed by someone in his circle of friends?

Cao Yanhua's words made many people who didn't know about it suddenly stunned, but those who knew the news before seemed very calm.

"I'll contact you now." The person in charge immediately started calling.

Although the possibility of suspicion is high, Cao Yanhua still has reason, so he wants to confirm this fact.

soon.

In the conference room on the top floor of Ping An Building.

Jiang Shangbai, who had been sitting here in the meeting without leaving, his cell phone rang.

Jiang Shangbai took out his cell phone and looked at it, feeling a little hesitant.

"Is this a call from the headquarters? If so, it should be the investigation. It seems that Mr. Fang succeeded. Yang Jian is probably dead." Someone sneered.

Some people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Jian's death means that many people in the circle of friends can sit back and relax. They don't have to disappear and die like Zhang Jian, Mr. Fei, and He Tianxiong.

"How should I answer this call?" Jiang Shangbai fell silent.

Yang Jian died, but he didn't seem very happy. Instead, he felt that the matter was serious.

It was right that Yang Jian wanted to attack Moments before, but what about after killing Yang Jian? The troubles have not diminished, and it is estimated that the circle of friends will face the tactics of the headquarters next.

"Just tell Cao Yanhua that we killed Yang Jian. This is the reply from our circle of friends."

At this time, the elevator opened, and Fang Shiming appeared in front of everyone. His face was not very good at the moment, and cold sweat was still on his forehead. It seemed that he had just experienced a very dangerous thing, but his expression remained calm.

"Mr. Fang, maybe we can work it out. We don't need to admit it so quickly. It's better to delay it for a while." Someone suggested.

Fang Shiming said: "Do you think this news can be hidden?"

He glanced at everyone. Except for Jiang Shangbai, there may not be anyone from the headquarters. He can clearly know every move of the headquarters, and the headquarters also knows most of the intelligence information in the circle of friends.

They knew each other well, so it was impossible to completely hide such a big thing.

Rather than being submissive, it is better to admit it directly and face it forcefully.

Showing weakness at this time is absolutely stupid.

"Jiang Shangbai, you can say whatever you want. If Cao Yanhua dares to take any action, tell him that I can kill Yang Jian, Li Jun, Cao Yang, and all the captains under him. His headquarters has become an empty shell. If he knew the current affairs, today’s events would be treated as if they never happened.”

"The circle of friends is still the same circle of friends as before. We will also help you with this ghost painting incident. By the way, we will help Yang Jian collect the corpse."

Fang Shiming didn't insist on being tough. He gave Cao Yanhua some steps to step down.

"Mr. Fang, isn't it inappropriate to say this out loud?" Some people's eyelids twitched, feeling that this was adding fuel to the fire.

Fang Shiming smiled coldly: "Who is Cao Yanhua? He is just an ordinary politician. What else can such people do besides compromise? They are all forward-thinking and have to take the overall situation into consideration. They are afraid that the situation will get out of control and do not want to expand the losses. They are dead. How many other captains can he be willing to add to Yang Jian?"

"Even if he has the courage, there are ministers above him, and there are people above the ministers. It is not his turn to make the decision."

"Do you know why I don't join the headquarters and would rather stay in the circle of friends and be a company CEO? It's because I have seen through this. In my opinion, Yang Jian's time is a waste. But the team members around him should pay attention. In case they suddenly take revenge, they are just a few inconspicuous little people who can’t accomplish anything big.”

"Jiang Shangbai, my words are clear enough now."

"You are the boss. If you decide, then I have nothing to say." Jiang Shangbai shook his head slightly, and he answered the phone and connected with the person at the headquarters.

The phone hung up after a moment.

Communication ends.

The communications room at the headquarters.

Cao Yanhua lowered his voice and asked, "What did Jiang Shangbai say?"

The manager who made the phone call also had an ugly face. He found the phone: "I admit it. The circle of friends said that they killed Yang Jian. This is your explanation to the deputy minister. If the deputy minister wants to take action on the circle of friends, , they are here to accompany us, and they don’t mind killing a few more of our captains, leaving us with no one available.”

"And they also said that as long as we treat today's incident as if it never happened, they will help us deal with the ghost painting incident and collect Yang Jian's body."

Before Hua finished speaking, Cao Yanhua's eyes were red with anger, and he kicked Liu Xiaoyu's work chair away from him: "These dogs are simply bullying people too much. Give me an order and let everyone take matters into their own hands." Let it go for a while, even if it is a ghost painting incident, we will not deal with it for the time being. I will give them half a day to unfriend them."

"All industries related to the circle of friends are blocked, and all the people involved will be arrested. If they resist, they will be killed directly."

"Let Mr. Qin go to Ping'an Building and bring over the murderer who killed Yang Jian."

This attitude of reply ignited Cao Yanhua's anger. He couldn't even wait for one night and was about to start dealing with this circle of friends.

"Calm down, Deputy Minister. If you do this at this time, the situation will be completely out of control. If the mermaids in the circle of friends are killed, we may really have to kill a few more captains. The overall situation is more important." Someone's face changed drastically, and he immediately Start to persuade.

"Yang Jian is already dead. We cannot add more ghost masters for a dead person. This kind of retaliatory action is wrong."

"The top priority is the ghost painting incident and the issue of the ghost's resurgence after Yang Jian's death. The circle of friends needs to deal with it, but not now."

Most people disagree with Cao Yanhua's order.

"How are the rules set? Do you need me to tell you again? Yang Jian is a person in charge. Someone in the circle of friends killed one of our people in charge. Under such circumstances, we must not let him go." Cao Yanhua He yelled: "Calm down, we'll be doomed if we don't deal with the circle of friends."

"This matter is too serious. We need to notify the minister. Moreover, deputy minister, you are too emotional now. Under such circumstances, we can refuse your order. I will write a report afterwards." Still no one agreed with him. kind of behavior.

Shen Liang remained silent. He squinted his eyes slightly and understood clearly the reason for this scene.

It's just that he doesn't want Yang Jian's death to affect other people.

Everyone wants to cut their losses.

And at the door.

Liu Xiaoyu, whose eyes were red from crying, was stunned for a moment when she saw the quarrel inside.

It seems that Yang Jian's death is no longer so important.

at the same time

On a street covered in red light, a headless corpse lay quietly on the cold ground. A head cut in half by something lay near the corpse, and the blood was cut off from there. The blood continued to flow from his neck, soaking everything around him in a pool of blood.

As time passed, the blood flowing out of the corpse became less and less, and the pool of blood around it gradually solidified, leaving only coldness and death.

No one dared to go near the body.

People passing by just stayed away in fear when they found out, and a few picked up the phone to report the crime.

But they would not notice that the corpse was still holding an old wooden music box in its hands.

The music box opened a corner, and it was pitch black inside. Nothing could be seen. It just gave off an indescribable and ominous atmosphere, as if it was incompatible with this world and belonged to some old object that had been eliminated.

Ding, ding ding

A crisp, ethereal sound is echoing around you, like a child with a good voice singing next to you. And when you hear this sound as a single note, you will find it very pleasant and beautiful, but when these notes When combined together to form a piece of music, it gives people an indescribable weirdness, hollowness, and makes people feel desperate and creepy.

The strange thing is that although the people around him stayed away in fear after discovering the body, no one heard the sound. Maybe the sound was too small and they didn't pay attention, or maybe the weird note didn't beat for them.

But no matter what, the music coming out of the music box is real.

The only person listening was the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood.

Such a scene seemed breathtaking and terrifying.

However, as time passed, the cold corpse was silent in the darkness, and the consciousness of a living person that should have disappeared gradually returned. It seemed that an undead was brought out of hell by the ringtone in the music box. It's like being lured back.

No one noticed that on Yang Jian's head that was split in half, a pair of dead eyes with no sparkle gradually regained a little luster.

The lost consciousness is returning.

The heaviness, fatigue, coldness and other feelings before death began to dissipate.

Yang Jian's own thoughts and consciousness gradually awakened, and the vague music became clearer and clearer.

At this moment, Yang Jian was sure that he heard it.

He heard a piece of music from a music box echoing in his mind. This sound seemed to have some incredible ability to wake him up again from the sleep of death, just like a normal person being awakened by an alarm clock.

"I'm alive?"

I don't know how much time passed, but at a certain time, Yang Jian's consciousness completely recovered and he was able to think normally, and his thoughts were clearer and more thorough than ever before.

There was no pain, fatigue, coldness, hunger or other physical factors affecting him, and his mind was in the best state of his life.

He was more awake than ever.

However, this state is very unreasonable, because not only is Yang Jian's head separated from his body, but also split in two. In this case, consciousness cannot exist at all, and he should have been dead long ago.

But Yang Jian now understands very clearly that he is still alive.

Although his physical condition was no longer enough to sustain him, a terrible curse kept his consciousness alive.

"Did the curse of the music box keep me alive? It seems that the previous choice was correct. Although I admit that I was gambling, it seems that the gamble was right." Yang Jian thought very clearly.

He gave up the surrogate doll, gave up lighting the ghost candle, and risked his life on this music box.

This requires enough courage.

Because Yang Jian didn't understand this thing, he didn't know its true function and ability at all, and he had no idea.

But the result was relatively good. He was still alive and not killed.

"But the current situation seems to be very bad."

He found that although he was "alive", he could not see anything clearly in front of him. It was pitch black. His eyes seemed to be necrotic and he had lost the ability to see.

No more vision.

I seem to be able to hear things in my ears.

A strange ringtone formed a short piece of music, and it kept echoing and playing over and over again, seemingly never ending.

To be more precise, this sound does not sound like it is echoing around my ears, but like it appears directly in my mind.

Surrounded by consciousness.

It's like a strange soundtrack inserted abruptly in the middle of a movie, which seems very abrupt.

"But now it seems that it is not the time for me to care about this problem. The previous weird attacks seem to have stopped. Now I should think about how to recover." Yang Jian's clear thinking told himself that the crisis was not over yet.