Mysterious Awakening

There is something wrong with this Guo Fan!

Although Yang Jian remained composed, he harbored a deep wariness towards Guo Fan due to a previous discovery, as this man's identity was under suspicion.

Guo Fan is suspected to be a ghost.

"Are you alright now, nothing's wrong?"

The others were unaware of Yang Jian's thoughts, even Shen Liang had no clue as he immediately came over with a concerned look and asked.

Guo Fan's previously shattered face had returned to normal, his entire being still intact, yet despite still wearing a dead man's face, he was clearly not feeling well, his eyes especially somber: "I'm fine, this thing is really weird, it almost killed me. Just a moment ago I felt the ghost inside me being suppressed."

"The hand didn't want to grab me, but the ghost inside my body. I could feel the ghost in my body being transferred, as if it wanted to run into that bottle."

"But luckily, at the critical moment, the hand was repelled. Otherwise, if I lost a ghost, the internal balance of the substances in my body would be lost, and I would definitely die from the resurgence of the malicious ghost."

A person who had controlled two ghosts was actually on the verge of a ghostly resurgence, and if something went wrong with the other ghost, they would be doomed.

Just like Feng Quan in Z city, who was only brought back from the brink of ghostly resurgence after Yang Jian forcefully restored his balance.

"This incident was unexpected, but there was no harm done, thankfully."

Shen Liang heaved a big sigh of relief: "Just now, it was also thanks to Yang Jian. It was he who just made a move to help you repel that ghost."

Yang Jian?

Guo Fan looked at him with a somewhat strange gaze, seemingly not expecting Yang Jian to actually lend a hand.

Without speaking, Yang Jian walked over, picked up the lid of the bottle from Wan Delu's luggage by the side, then approached Chen Yi, saying, "If you don't mind, let me handle this item?"

Chen Yi did not dispute with Yang Jian. He said, "You being able to suppress what's inside indeed makes it better for you to deal with it. I said I wouldn't manage this case, so naturally, I'll keep my promise. Just be careful with it yourself. This time the trouble was Guo Fan's responsibility, if next time I hear about something escaping from inside, I will hold you accountable."

So saying, he handed over the bottle to Yang Jian.

"Of course, I'm not some half-baked handler like Guo Fan. If something goes wrong with the item in my hands, it's naturally my responsibility."

Yang Jian spoke calmly, immediately capped the bottle after taking it, and then wrapped it in gold foil from his own carry bag, ensuring it was completely secure. ŔÂℕОβĚṨ

He had already imprisoned a hand, and this hand was even more special. If possible, he didn't want to mess with this item just yet and thought it was good to keep it imprisoned as is.

"Since the matter is over, I should be leaving, too. Shen Liang, you handle the rest. I haven't got the time to keep dragging this on with you," Chen Yi harrumphed heavily, clearly not pleased with the incident caused by Guo Fan.

Although it was an accident.

Yet, since it happened to Guo Fan, it was his fault; there was no such thing as innocence by chance.

Guo Fan, who already had a hard-to-look-at deathlike face, felt even more embarrassed at this time. Wasn't he a top ghost handler respected in any city? And now, in front of these people, it was as if he had become subordinate, completely losing face and dignity.

"I should also leave. I will investigate the source of this issue thoroughly and will provide a report to Team Shen later," said Yang Jian.

Shen Liang gave a sheepish smile: "Well, I'll be troubling you. But, regarding that item... If possible, it's best to let headquarters handle it. After all, this is J city, and if something goes amiss, it's no good for anyone."

"After I finish investigating, I will turn it over. What use do I have for holding onto a ghost? I can't eat it, so don't worry," Yang Jian said casually.

As for when the investigation would be finished, that would depend on when he resolved his own deteriorating situation.

"Well, okay then," Shen Liang, seeing Yang Jian's perfunctory reply, couldn't press further and reluctantly agreed.

Yang Jian then glanced at Wan Delu, who was splayed on the ground, already gone limp: "President Wan, do you want to continue staying here, or would you like to cooperate with my investigation and leave with me?"

"I, I..."

Wan Delu was so agitated upon hearing this that he stammered, hardly able to speak.

"Since you've already decided, then come with me," Yang Jian said.

He still needed the clue on Wan Delu, otherwise, he wouldn't have protected him from Chen Yi's grasp.

When it came to his own survival, he wouldn't give up even the slimmest hope, not to mention offending an international ghost-controller, even if it meant offending a hundred of them, he wasn't afraid.

About to die, and still afraid of offending someone?

At that moment, Wan Delu found encouragement, his previously limp body somehow found the strength to quickly stand up from the ground and then he looked at the people around him.

It seemed they all tacitly allowed him to leave, showing no intention of stopping him.

Immediately, he followed Yang Jian like he was fleeing.

"I've caused such a big mess, is it really okay to leave like this?"

Wan Delu still couldn't believe that he could leave so easily.

The terrifying incident that had just occurred, and the near-death of a person because of it, would, if blamed on him, probably lead to being taken out and shot.

Yang Jian said, "You're fine because I said you're fine. If I said you're not, then I'm sorry, but the authorities in J City will interrogate you. If you're lucky, you'd spend your life in prison—money won't help you; if you're unlucky, you might start thinking about your next life, since this incident originated from you."

"Even if you didn't intend it, causing such a significant impact and trouble, you can't escape responsibility."

"Understood, understood," Wan Delu touched his forehead, wanting to wipe the sweat off, but he found his hands were still cuffed.

He was beginning to realize the assertiveness of people like Yang Jian.

They might not look very high-ranking, but their authority was extraordinarily large; just now, with a slight glance, he saw the fire department, rescue teams, and other units all cooperating fully.

Not one dared question it.

Such a grave mistake he made, captured, interrogated, or released—all at their discretion, without the need for any process.

Their judgment was the process.

"All of them are big shots," Wan Delu thought and shuddered, his fat trembling.

He was fortunate to have met Brother Tui on the plane.

Otherwise, he felt that he would have been finished.

"About those antiques..." Wan Delu followed behind, speaking tentatively.

Before he could finish, Yang Jian interrupted him, "Now is not the time to discuss this. Wait until I find a quieter place, then you can slowly tell me, I need this information from you, so you understand."

Finishing his sentence, Yang Jian stopped and gave him a deep look.

"Understood, understood, I'll cooperate fully," Wan Delu was startled, sweating even more now.

He knew that being in the hands of Yang Jian, he was relatively safe, but falling into the hands of someone like Chen Yi, the future would likely be tough, so he was determined to stick close to Yang Jian.

No matter the cost or the price, he didn't care.

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