Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 340: Chapter 339 Confirmed Identity

"What should we do now?”

Xiong Wenwen stood somewhat anxiously in the lobby, her gaze drifting unintentionally toward the smiling woman at the front desk.

Why is this person still here?

Hadn’t Guo Fan been making a fuss about dealing with her earlier? Now both of them are out of sight, yet this female receptionist is still here, and she keeps smiling at us, a smile that chills the heart a bit.

Yang Jian glanced at the woman at the front desk but didn’t pay much attention; instead, he said, “Let’s rest a bit and come up with a new plan. Forcing our way through seems futile. We need to find another angle.”

"As I said earlier, we need to confirm Tong Qian’s condition first. If she’s dead, we have to find her phone. Given her personality, it’s unlikely she didn’t leave behind some message. If all else fails, I have another course of action.”

At this point, he paused.

Another course of action for Yang Jian would mean he had to try his luck in either room 13 or room 31.

He hadn’t initially planned on investigating personally, but the clues from Zhao Lei’s final notes and those from the Ghost Cabinet were so contradictory that they gave him pause.

"However, this operation wasn’t entirely fruitless; at least two facts are certain. There are ghosts on the second floor of this hotel, and the one controlling Zhao Lei has indeed checked into this hotel, and what’s more, has procured Tong Qian’s Ghost Face… And that ghost seems to have grown a lot, my ‘Ghost Domain’ was completely suppressed.”

"If we are to devise a containment plan, we can’t rely on ‘Ghost Domain’ anymore. We have to avoid such suppression scenarios.”

"Also, the white Ghost Candles can’t be used lightly anymore, or else we’ll end up in an uncontrollable situation.”

Xiong Wenwen looked at Yang Jian with some surprise, seemingly not expecting him to think through so many issues in the face of failure, instead of being terrified to the point of crying like her.

Indeed, he is an adult.

Yang Jian didn’t pay any attention to the youngster at the moment but took out his phone to locate Tong Qian’s position by himself.

If Tong Qian were dead, at least her body would still be there. Ghosts won’t clean up the dead body for you. Even if the body couldn’t be found, the phone should be.

As soon as he turned on the satellite positioning on his phone, Yang Jian immediately saw three signal sources appear on a 3D radar map.

This indicated that there were three satellite phones specially used by the international police in his vicinity.

Two of the signals were very close together, showing they were right above him.

It appears those must be Guo Fan’s and Feng Quan’s phones. As Yang Jian had previously speculated, they indeed went up to the fourth floor of the hotel to investigate and are likely not dead. After all, both of them are capable of controlling two ghosts each. Being top-notch at headquarters and experienced in resolving supernatural events, they wouldn’t go down so easily.

The third signal source caused Yang Jian’s expression to tighten.

This signal was also very close, so close it was practically right beside him.

Less than ten meters away.

But Yang Jian was currently in the lobby. There was nothing nearby, and the spacious lobby, if measured, was roughly ten meters across.

In other words, Tong Qian’s satellite positioning phone was right in this lobby.

Realizing this, Yang Jian followed the direction of the signal, his gaze suddenly fixed on the woman at the front desk with the smile still on her face.

There was seemingly no issue anywhere else in the lobby, only with this counter and this female receptionist.

This problem was obvious, something anyone would notice upon entering.

"Call Tong Qian’s phone for me,” Yang Jian said to his satellite positioning phone.

Ever since he entered this place, his satellite positioning phone had been on twenty-four hours a day.

At this moment, the operator in charge was Liu Xiaoyu. She said, “According to the information here, Tong Qian from Zhongshan City is in a state of disconnection. We can’t get through to her satellite positioning device, and the last known location is inside the Caesar Hotel in Zhongshan City. Are you sure you want to try calling now?”

"Do as I say,” Yang Jian immediately responded.

"Okay,” Liu Xiaoyu replied gravely, for she knew that Yang Jian was once again in the midst of a paranormal event, putting himself in great danger.

If it weren’t necessary, she wouldn’t interfere with any of Yang Jian’s actions.

But at Yang Jian’s request, she notified Tong Qian’s operator and chose to attempt reconnecting the call.

"The call is through,” Liu Xiaoyu immediately said.

Yang Jian frowned, “There’s no tone when the call connects? I need to pinpoint the exact location of the call. Positioning can only give me an approximation.”

"There’s no connection tone because of security considerations, but I can play some sound here in the communications room that will come through on that side’s phone. That could act as a connection tone,” Liu Xiaoyu suggested.

"Good, start now,” Yang Jian instructed.

Liu Xiaoyu instantly contacted Tong Qian’s operator, preparing to play a piece of music.

"Little bunny, be good, open the door A cartoon tune began to play.

The sound didn’t come from Yang Jian’s phone, but suddenly started playing in the hotel lobby.

Although the sound was faint, Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen kept quiet, and the surrounding silence was almost terrifying, so they could hear it fairly clearly.

And the source of this sound was… coming from the body of the female receptionist.

"How did Tong Qian’s phone end up on this thing?” Xiong Wenwen exclaimed, instinctively hiding behind Yang Jian.

He suspected that after Tong Qian was killed by a ghost, the ghost took possession of her phone.

That is to say, this female receptionist was also a ghost.

Yang Jian squinted his eyes, staring intently at the female receptionist.

She still had a smile on her face, standing there like a corpse with no other expression.

"You ask why Tong Qian’s phone is on this female receptionist. That’s because this female receptionist is Tong Qian Yang Jian suddenly announced a terrifying conclusion.

"You’re lying; these two people look nothing alike.” Xiong Wenwen sneaked another glance. Although this older sister was also quite pretty, she was definitely not the same as Tong Qian.

Yang Jian said, “It’s just the faces that are different. Their figures are similar. Don’t forget the ghost we encountered before – it could strip people’s faces. Since it can remove someone’s face, swapping it with another is also possible.”

Xiong Wenwen was momentarily stunned, because, after hearing him say that, it did seem possible.

"But whether it is or isn’t will be known after a try,” Yang Jian cautiously walked forward, but a headless shadow at his feet eerily stood up first and swiftly ran behind the female receptionist.

The Ghost Shadow’s approach didn’t elicit any reaction from the female receptionist, who still wore a slight smile, her expression somewhat rigid.

Yet, no reaction didn’t mean Yang Jian was reassured.

Soon, the Ghost Shadow’s stature gradually shrank to match the height and figure of the female receptionist and then took a step forward, quickly merging into her body.

The female receptionist’s body shuddered slightly; she became as still as a puppet, not moving an inch.

At that moment, her body was taken over by the Ghost Shadow.

Yang Jian took a look and then confidently walked over.

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