Mysterious Awakening

Yang Jian looked at the crushed record in his hand with some astonishment, feeling an unusual aura emanating from it, but cautious, he decided to first suppress it with the power of Ghost Shadow.

To his surprise, the thing was so fragile that it snapped instantly, showing no characteristics typical of paranormal items.

Moreover, as the item was damaged, that sensation had also disappeared.

"This is definitely not a paranormal object; otherwise, that Paul would never dare to place it so openly in a paper bag for records. It should've been sealed in gold long ago," he observed, seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

Although Paul's face appeared somewhat unnatural, he didn't seem surprised.

"Perhaps it's time we sat down for a serious talk, Mister Yang," he said, his smile gone, replaced by a touch of seriousness.

But Yang Jian replied, "No rush, let's finish searching first, then we'll talk. Zang Hua, there's a partition behind that wine cabinet, find a way to open it. I want to know what precious things are inside that made Mister Paul willing to cover it with a layer of gold, blocking my investigation."

His Ghost Domain couldn't penetrate inside, blocked by the gold, but what the Ghost Domain couldn't do, manpower could.

"Mister Paul, if what Yang Jian says is true, we hope you'll cooperate with our investigation. You're aware we have a search warrant and the right to inspect any part of your company. If you're unwilling to cooperate, we'll have to take compulsory measures," Zang Hua said sternly.

Paul truly felt uneasy now; beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He hadn't expected Yang Jian to find his secret room so directly.

"There's only my wine cabinet there, no other room. Mister Yang, you must have misunderstood something. I think we should sit down now to talk. Perhaps this is just a misunderstanding that we should resolve peacefully, rather than like this, don't you think?"

He forced a smile, attempting to resolve the situation through negotiation, believing his bargaining chips would tempt Yang Jian.

Yang Jian, however, didn't pay him any heed and instead glanced at the wine cabinet.

The perfectly fine wine cabinet suddenly slid to the side eerily, revealing a heavy, vault-like door planted in the wall behind it.

"I've never liked to beat around the bush. In fact, the moment I walked into your company, I had everything here at my fingertips, except for that room. If you want to negotiate with me, you'll have to wait until I'm done with what I need to do.

But perhaps after I've finished the search, you, Mister Paul, won't need to negotiate with me at all, what do you think?" Yang Jian pointed at the door and spoke.

Zang Hua immediately ordered his subordinates, "Open that door."

Watching a group of civil servants trying to crack his secret room's door, Paul rushed over to stop them; "Hey, folks, please, this is private property. You ought to respect my privacy. If you really insist on prying into my privacy, I expect you to talk to my lawyer first."

"I think it's better for you to sit down and wait quietly for a while. You know any struggle is useless with me here," Yang Jian casually sat on a sofa, speaking calmly, "You have my information in your hands, and I believe you're smart enough to know what should be done."

"If you continue to interfere, I don't mind sending you to a place where even Jesus can't find you, and then you won't have to bother your lawyer."

After he finished, he signaled, and Paul, who had just tried to intervene, suddenly found the door to the safety vault moving rapidly away from him.

All the surrounding scenery seemed to fly away from around him, leaving only two armchairs and a coffee table.

"Are all you Asians this barbaric?"

Paul was shocked and angry, realizing he had been ensnared by the devil.

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle: "You call this barbaric? Sorry, I've been restrained enough today in front of Zang Hua. Usually, by now, you'd probably have met Jesus. As for evidence, I don't need any—if I think there's a problem, that's enough for me.

There's an old saying in our country, 'Better to kill the wrong person than to let one go.' Otherwise, do you think I could have survived from those paranormal incidents?"

"So from now on, just sit here on this couch. I can ensure your safety for the time being. But the moment you leave this couch, I'll make you disappear from this world instantly, and no one will suspect anything. Don't think I'm joking."

He wasn't in a hurry to deal with Paul.

Because he needed to take down the company legally and legitimately, relying on Zang Hua, and that would only require a little bit of waiting time.

"I don't believe you'd dare to act recklessly in front of these case officers. I've already got a handle on you Asians' rules," Paul tried to distance himself from the crazed man.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

His legs had detached from his body and stood there as if they were not his own, while the rest of him lay on the ground without legs.

"Damn it, what have you done to me?" Paul yelled in terror.

"Just a little warning, you can keep moving forward if you like, I don't mind, if Jesus is willing to protect you, you might be able to leave my territory," Yang Jian said indifferently.

After realizing the extent of the threat, Paul had completely given up. He struggled back onto the couch and sat down, his face pale: "Dealing with people like you is indeed very dangerous. Alright, I surrender. What do you want from me? Information? Money, or revenge?

I admit, the people who caused trouble at your house last time were indeed employees of my company, but you should understand we only handle the tasks at hand, who dies isn't our concern."

"As long as you are willing to pay, I can take care of Wang Xiaoqiang for you, no, if you return my legs to me, I can do you a favor for free. How about that?"

Yang Jian slightly shook his head, "You really won't cry until you see the coffin. Also, it seems your intelligence is seriously flawed. After the incident with Wang Xiaoqiang, he was rightfully killed by me at the highway entrance outside of Dachang City. It's such a big deal and you didn't know about it?"

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"No need for theatrics, today I'm here both for revenge and for compensation."

Paul said, "Compensation? Yes, Mister Yang, you have every right to demand compensation from me. Name your price."

"Everything," Yang Jian glanced around and said offhandedly.

Paul was taken aback and then said, "You want the company, OK, no problem. I can have my manager immediately prepare a transfer contract. From today on, this company is yours. Additionally, we can promise that our business will never extend to the cities under Mister Yang's jurisdiction. This is my company's sincerity. What do you think?"

Giving everything away didn't pain him at all. In the presence of someone capable of dealing with S-class paranormal incidents, such surrender was the wise move.

"You're mistaken; what I want is everything, not just your company, including your life," Yang Jian stared at him. "Our ancestors had a saying: 'When weeding, remove the roots.' You are a cancer to Dachang City, and I can't sleep peacefully unless I get rid of you."

"Mister Yang, if you insist on resolving this issue through war, it will only bring greater harm to both parties. My company is willing to make the greatest compromise and concession, but it cannot be annihilated in such a brutal manner. You must understand, our company's background is not simple.

If Mister Yang truly insists on proceeding in this manner, perhaps you should listen to this tape before doing so," Paul said.

Paul realized the Asian man's determination; he could not be swayed by any reasoning. He had no choice but to bring out his treasured cassette tape.

He inserted the cassette into the portable player he was carrying.

Immediately, a rustling sound began to come through the earphones.

Yang Jian looked at the tape, the sensation resembled the one from the record earlier, a mysterious force attached to it, but not enough to reach the level of a paranormal event.

However, wary of the previous Ghost Door Knocker case, he took precautions and, before the tape could play, used the powers of the Ghost Domain to snatch it and crushed it directly.

"Not necessary."

Yang Jian's attitude remained firm, giving Paul no opportunity. What he needed to do now was wait for Zang Hua to find evidence and legally take down this man.

But even though the player and the tape were destroyed, the rustling sound still emanated from the pile of fragments.

"Hm?"

Yang Jian's expression changed as he looked towards the pile of fragments where the battery had even fallen out.

"Before you try to cause trouble, be clear that if the situation does not involve something special, I have no authority to intervene in regular cases. But once it escalates to the level of a paranormal event, I can completely disregard whether Zang Hua has any evidence against you, and take care of things right here, including the company," he said.

He looked up at Paul.

"Mister Yang might as well listen to the rest of the tape before making a decision; at this time, my life isn't that important, is it?" Paul spoke.

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