Mysterious resurgence

The next day, early morning.

Yang Jian, who returned to Guanjiang Community in Dachang City, woke up after only sleeping for a few hours.

Lying in bed, he suddenly opened his eyes the moment he woke up.

The restlessness of Ghost Eye's resurrection has subsided after a day of suppression, which means that the problem of Ghost Eye's resurrection has been controlled this time, provided that he can no longer use the Ghost's ability indiscriminately.

But if we want to continue investigating the ghost post office, it is obviously impossible to use the ghost's ability.

With a somewhat complicated mood.

Yang Jian got up and went to the bathroom.

But when he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, he saw that his eyes were still scarlet, with a faint red light.

His vision is normal.

But to outsiders, Yang Jian's eyes were obviously abnormal.

How could ordinary people's eyes be scarlet and gleaming?

"It seems that the erosion of oneself by the ghost eyes is irreversible. Even if the deceiving ghost in Huang Ziya's hand is used to restore the body, the deceiving ghost's ability cannot affect the places that have been eroded by the supernatural." Yang Jian touched it. Eye.

Touching the eyeballs with fingers did not bring the stimulation as imagined.

Instead, it was cold and numb, as if the eyes were not his own and had no feeling.

If this continues, his eyes will be completely eroded and turned into a pair of ghost eyes.

In this way, his ghost eyes have to be in a constantly open state, and there is no way to block it even if he closes his eyes.

After all, there is no way a living person's eyelids can block the sight of a ghost eye.

And that step.

It is estimated that it has reached the limit of recovery.

"Should we solve our own situation first, or should we hold on and continue to investigate the ghost post office?"

Yang Jian bathed in hot water, and the odor on his body was washed away, but in his mind he was planning what would happen next.

"The music box is still in my hand. If I encounter big trouble, I can open the music box and forcibly renew my life. Of course, I can also do nothing, interrupt the investigation of the ghost post office, and then stay in Dachang City and do not act randomly. As long as I stay conservative If there are some, I can still maintain this state for a long time."

He closed his eyes slightly.

There are three paths before him now.

One is to continue to look for ways to restrain the resurgence of Li Gui.

The second is to investigate the ghost post office.

Third, living in Dachang City will last as long as you can.

But the third way is definitely unavailable. Yang Jian still has the trading curse of the ghost closet. He needs to go to the old wooden house within ninety days and open one of the doors.

So, he couldn't stop.

"That is to say, I can only choose the first and second options." Yang Jian's thinking was very clear, and the ghost had little influence on his subtle transformation.

It's just that the emotions are missing, but the reason is always there.

"It is difficult to find a way to restrain the resurgence of ghost eyes. Almost all ghost controllers have been facing this problem. Although I went to the headquarters to find Wang Xiaoming and achieved some results, now I estimate that he will not be able to solve the problem of ghost eyes resurgence. "

"After all, the curse of the music box is needed to withstand the ghost eye's resurrection. This is indeed too difficult."

Yang Jian secretly thought in his heart: "Maybe there are some secrets in the ghost post office that can restrain the ghost from resurrecting. The knocker is a person who lived from the Republic of China to the present day. And if it doesn't work, I can still take that supernatural bus. Car, if everything goes well, I can complete the transaction with Ghost Cabinet, and I can put forward my request as soon as the transaction is completed."

"The situation is not as serious as imagined."

Think of this.

He felt a lot more relieved. At least he could still live well now, which was much better than before.

"Boom!"

Suddenly.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the bathroom: "Mr. Yang, are you in there?"

outside the door.

Zhang Liqin asked slightly hesitantly and nervously. She heard the movement upstairs, so she hurriedly came over to take a look.

The security level of the community is very high.

She was not worried about a thief coming in, she was only worried about something supernatural happening in the house, in which case she would immediately run out and call for help.

"It's me, I'm taking a shower." Yang Jian's voice came.

Zhang Liqin breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that everything was fine.

"Mr. Yang, do you want me to go in and rub your back?"

Suddenly she smiled softly again, with a hint of temptation.

"No, you came just in time. Go to my room and wait for me. I have a new file to create. You can record it for me."

Yang Jian also ordered that he write down what happened as a routine, and this time the matter of Fushouyuan and the ghost post office were very important.

"Oh well."

Zhang Liqin responded and then left with peace of mind.

After taking a shower.

After letting Zhang Liqin record the new file information, Yang Jian drove her to the company.

"Where's Jiang Yan? We haven't seen him for just three days and he's gone?"

On the road, while driving, he suddenly remembered something and asked about the situation.

"She is at the company. When she got off work yesterday, the company had made more than a dozen investments for some unknown reason, and the amounts were staggering. Some of them were well-known large companies abroad. Because things were sudden, Jiang Yan chose to work overtime, and then Just live in the company.”

Zhang Liqin sat in the passenger seat and said softly.

She wore a long knitted dress today, looking mature and charming. Her proud figure was enough to attract the attention of any passerby on the road.

However, Zhang Liqin's eyes kept turning on Yang Jian, as if she wanted to be admired by him a few more times.

However, Yang Jian just said to himself: "Last night? I probably understand what's going on."

Yesterday evening was when he and Ye Zhen were fighting.

Counting the time, these so-called sudden investments must have appeared after he won.

But these are just icing on the cake, and Yang Jian doesn't care much.

After all, he no longer lacks money.

"Help me contact Li Yang, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya and a few of them on my mobile phone, and ask them to come to my office, including Zhang Han." Yang Jian took out his mobile phone and handed it over.

"Okay, okay."

Zhang Liqin smoothed her hair beside her ears, took the phone, and nodded.

Come to Shangtong Building.

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

"Mr. Yang."

Employees entering and leaving the company kept saying hello to Yang Jian.

The popularity of Dachang City has recovered a lot, and this is the first place to bear the brunt. Now there are many office workers in Shangtong Building, and all departments are operating quickly.

Zhang Liqin followed closely, and walked with Yang Jian to the exclusive elevator leading to the top floor amid the envious and jealous eyes of many young female employees.

Although on the surface she is Yang Jian's secretary.

But everyone knew that the relationship between her and Yang was extraordinary.

"Mr. Yang, they said they'd be here in about half an hour."

In the elevator, Zhang Liqin reported what happened just now.

Yang Jian nodded.

"By the way, Mr. Yang, there is one more thing." Suddenly, Zhang Liqin said hesitantly.

"What's up?"

Zhang Liqin looked at Yang Jian with a strange look in her eyes, as if she had a hint of resentment: "A woman came to Shangtong Building to see you the day before yesterday. It was the person you mentioned last time, named Chen Shumei. Zhang Hua was responsible for the reception. Currently living in an apartment in the building.”

Chen Shumei?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.

She is Xiong Wenwen's mother.

"She wants to see me?" Yang Jian asked.

"She has made appointments with you several times and will come to the office to wait for you almost every day. Zhang Hua said that she was involved in some important matters and asked me to take care of her more, so I didn't dare to be careless, so I acquiesced to her behavior. At this time Click, she should be in your office."

Zhang Liqin said.

"In that case, let's meet. Some things really need to be dealt with as soon as possible." Yang Jian said.

As the elevator opened, he arrived at the office.

At this moment.

Sitting on the sofa in the office was a mature, intellectual woman. Although she looked a little haggard, she was still beautiful and gentle. She was a naturally beautiful woman.

But as she approaches thirty, this natural beauty has developed into a sexy and charming person.

"Aunt Chen, I haven't seen you for a while. Welcome to Dachang City."

Yang Jian had no expression on his face and said hello in a formulaic manner.

"Yang, Captain Yang?"

Chen Shumei was startled for a moment, then her beautiful eyes lit up when she saw Yang Jian, and she stood up with some excitement on her slender waist.

Zhang Liqin looked at it with envy.

This woman's every frown and smile reveal a sense of beauty, elegant and charming, and not kitsch at all.

This is something revealed in the bones, something natural, a level that even plastic surgery and beautiful pictures cannot reach.

Even a person like Yang Jian, who has no emotions, admits in his heart that Xiong Wenwen's mother is indeed a beautiful woman.

At least she is the most beautiful woman he has seen so far. Of course, Huang Ziya is not included in that weird P picture.

"Captain Yang, last time you came to my house, I didn't entertain you well. I'm really sorry for disturbing you so much today." Chen Shumei apologized to Yang Jian with a very ashamed look.

Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter. I don't care about this little thing at all. Are you used to it if you live in Dachang City?"

"Um."

Chen Shumei nodded: "The environment here is very good. Thank you, Captain Yang, for taking the trouble. Thank you to Miss Zhang for taking care of me these days."

Zhang Liqin smiled softly and said: "I just follow Mr. Yang's instructions and do everything. It's what I should do. To be honest, I'm worried that I haven't taken good care of him these days. After all, Miss Chen is Mr. Yang's important guest. I Don’t dare to neglect.”

"Sit down first."

Yang Jian gestured and sat on the sofa opposite.

"Captain Yang, here's the thing. I used the contact information you left to contact Minister Cao. He told me that you had a way to save Wenwen. Is this true?"

As soon as Chen Shumei sat down, she asked straight to the point with a bit of urgency.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and said: "Xiong Wenwen's matter is a bit special, even a bit complicated. It cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It involves supernatural events."

"I don't understand those confidential things. I just want to know whether Wenwen can be saved? Minister Cao said that Wenwen is not dead. He is now in your hands, Captain Yang. I just want to see Wenwen and see how he is doing now. , Captain Yang, please let me meet Wenwen."

She begged Yang Jian, even begging.

Yang Jian sighed softly: "Cao Yanhua is quite powerful. I asked you to come to me and put the problem on me."

"Xiong Wenwen is indeed in my hands, but it's useless for you to see him like this now. Forget it, I won't be secretive. This matter should indeed be dealt with today. It's not good to delay it for a long time. , you come with me."

He stood up and walked towards a cubicle in the office.

There is a door in the compartment, a bit like a bank vault door, very thick.

This door has no key and uses a mechanical password, because electronic passwords may malfunction, and machines are more reliable.

After taking the time to open the door, there was a small room inside.

This is a temporary safe house.

If there is an emergency, a dozen people can hide in this safe house.

The room seemed a little empty at the moment.

"Wenwen."

Suddenly, Chen Shumei saw a child of about ten years old standing in the dark in the corner, motionless.

Although she couldn't see clearly, she felt that it was her son Xiong Wenwen.

However, when she walked in excitedly and happily for a hug, the lights in the room were turned on by Yang Jian.

The appearance of the child standing in the darkness immediately appeared.

Not human at all.

But a paper man exactly like Xiong Wenwen.

The paper figures are lifelike and seem to be no different from ordinary people, except for the slightly different skin color.

"ah!"

Chen Shumei was startled. She subconsciously stepped back and bumped into Yang Jian.

Yang Jian helped her expressionlessly, walked over and said: "This is a very special paper man. It is a supernatural product. It is made according to Xiong Wenwen's appearance. However, this matter has nothing to do with me. It involves the headquarters. There are some arrangements, but it’s not convenient for me to say more details.”

He picked up a gold box from the shelf nearby.

After opening it, there is a black and white photo inside.

In the photo, Xiong Wenwen looked frightened, as if he was experiencing something terrible when he took the photo.

"for you."

Yang Jian handed the photo to Chen Shumei: "This is your son Xiong Wenwen."

After Chen Shumei subconsciously took it, she took a look: "This, this is just Wenwen's photo."

"It's a photo, but Xiong Wenwen is currently in this photo." Yang Jian told a cruel truth.

"What?"

Chen Shumei was stunned for a moment, then realized something. Her face turned pale and she felt dizzy. She seemed unable to accept such a huge blow and almost fainted.

"Miss Chen."

Zhang Liqin on the side quickly helped her sit down beside her.

Regardless of whether Chen Shumei accepted it or not, Yang Jian continued: "Last time Li Jun recruited Xiong Wenwen to participate in the ghost painting incident, Xiong Wenwen used a weird camera during the task. The camera was used against ghosts, but it had malfunctions. Maybe, Xiong Wenwen was imprisoned in the photo because of the malfunction of that supernatural thing, and that’s why he is like this now.”

"Later, the headquarters suggested giving me this weird photo of Xiong Wenwen, because they thought I could bring Xiong Wenwen back to life again."

"However, there are certain risks in resurrecting the dead. I didn't take action immediately. Not only do I need to observe it for a while, but I also need to seek your opinion."

"After all, you are Xiong Wenwen's mother. I think it is necessary for you to agree. Now that Aunt Chen has come to Dachang City, I think you should make the decision about Xiong Wenwen."

"Mr. Yang, is it not good to say this now? Miss Chen seems to be unable to bear such a big blow."

Zhang Liqin felt Chen Shumei trembling all over.

I don’t know if it’s fear, grief, or despair.

"She's not as fragile as you think."

Yang Jian said calmly: "Don't underestimate a mother's strength. You have never given birth to a child, so you can't understand it."

He can tell.

What Chen Shumei really fears is not the supernatural itself, but losing Xiong Wenwen.

"Yang, Captain Yang, me, what should I do? Help me, okay, save Wenwen. No matter what, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I hope Huan Wenwen can survive. What happened last time was me Wrong, I shouldn't have let Wenwen leave with Li Jun, otherwise things wouldn't have turned out like this."

She cried again, begged, and blamed herself.

The mood was very complicated and seemed extremely painful.

Zhang Liqin on the side couldn't help but comfort her: "Ms. Chen, don't worry, it will get better. Don't be too sad. Mr. Yang will handle everything. He will take care of everything. You have to trust Mr. Yang."

While comforting her, Zhang Liqin felt extremely lucky for some reason.

As an ordinary person who was victimized by supernatural events, if it weren't for Yang Jian, she would have died long ago, and she would have died suffering from fear and torture.

Even if she didn't die at the time and was lucky enough to survive, she would collapse and go crazy afterwards.

Because there is no hope and there is no sense of security around me.

Only after being with Yang Jian, Zhang Liqin could gradually overcome those terrifying shadows and slowly return to normal.

"Brother Leg, are you there? We are here, where are you?" At this moment.

Feng Quan's voice sounded in the office outside.

At the same time, Li Yang, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, and Zhang Han also came.

"I'm over here."

Yang Jian walked out to receive his teammates who had just arrived.