In a public toilet.

The water gushed out, and Yang Jian washed away the fishy blood stain on his face.

Feeling the cool tap water, he felt much calmer.

"It turns out that something went wrong with me... The ghost just now could change a person's memory and force a non-existent person into my mind, making me feel no abnormal at all. Even if I have this eye, I can't find any clues."

"If it weren't for Liu Xiaoyu's reminder, I was afraid I would still live with that ghost at home."

He looked up at the mirror in front of him.

The eyes on Yang Jian's face had disappeared, and he temporarily returned to normal.

"Hey, Yang Jian, please answer when you hear me. I'm Liu Xiaoyu." Suddenly, the satellite positioning phone next to the washbasin rang.

The phone has not hung up since before.

"It's me." Yang Jian picked up the phone and said.

"What happened to you?" Liu Xiaoyu asked.

Yang Jian said: "You are right. My father died in a car accident when I was in elementary school. The thing in the room just now was not a human... a ghost."

"You escaped?"

"Yes." Yang Jian wiped the water from his face. At this time, he suddenly saw a piece of red paper stuck to the back of his hand.

This is...the fragments from the newspaper before.

"It's fine. Can you tell me about the general situation of that ghost?" Liu Xiaoyu asked.

Yang Jian said: "That ghost can tamper with human memory. Its movement rules are unclear and its way of killing is unclear. But I was wrapped in a blood-stained newspaper before and almost suffocated to death. That's all I know for the time being."

"Okay." Liu Xiaoyu quickly recorded.

"Since my dad is a ghost, what about my mom? Where is she and when does this ghost appear? You should be able to call out the nearby surveillance cameras and can you check it for me?" Yang Jian said.

Liu Xiaoyu said, "I can check it for you, but you must cooperate with us in the future."

"What kind of work is carried out?" Yang Jian asked.

"For the time being, it is just a simple information collection work. As long as you find any evil spirit, you must report it immediately." Liu Xiaoyu said.

"What are the benefits?" Yang Jian said.

Liu Xiaoyu said: "Give a certain degree of care to relatives and a generous monthly salary, but you are not a criminal policeman and don't have a monthly salary for the time being, but I can help your mother change to a relatively stable job."

"You don't even have a salary. I think I will work for you Interpol? I read that website. The reward for solving a ghost incident is at least tens of millions of dollars. I can't live long after becoming a ghost driver. If there is no substantial benefit, I refuse to work for you."

Yang Jian said very seriously.

Liu Xiaoyu on the other side of the phone was a little angry: "The rewards abroad are high because almost all foreign ghost drivers are mercenary-style, and they do things when they see the rewards, so the spread of supernatural events abroad is much higher than that in China. You should be very clear about living in Dachang City. Apart from the supernatural events you encounter, you should rarely know which large-scale ghost killing time should be known."

"This is due to the hard work of ghost drivers in our country. If everyone thinks like you, what peace can there be in the country?"

"No need to talk about this topic for now. I still have some information here. Let's contact you next time."

Yang Jian did not continue to talk, but hung up the phone.

"Beep..." Liu Xiaoyu heard the sound of the phone hanging up and was so angry that she was so angry.

Yang Jian hung up the phone not to make an excuse, but at this time he had to deal with a piece of red paper sticking to the back of his hand.

Tear off the red paper the size of a palm and prepare to throw it away.

This thing is something that the ghost has been holding in his hands, revealing a strangeness and evil nature. It is probably not a good thing to carry it on.

However, just when he just tore off the red paper.

The sticky part immediately felt a sharp pain in the skin immediately cracked a hole.

A red eye was revealed again.

At the same time, I felt a strange squirming all over my body.

The eyes in the body began to become restless, as if they had used their power to wake them up in their sleep.

“Is it…”

Yang Jian looked at the red paper in his hand and did not choose to throw it away. Instead, he continued to put it back on the back of his hand, covering the eye.

The red eyes immediately closed, and the strange squirming feeling in the flesh and blood of the body disappeared.

It seemed that everything had returned to peace.

"Sure enough, this red paper can suppress the power of this eye, although it is not completely... but it can slow down the degree of resuscitation of this eye."

Yang Jian was immediately surprised when he saw this.

Then he remembered the saying: Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.

If the eyes in the body are considered a ghost, then the red newspaper is also a ghost.

The powers of the two ghosts collide with each other, and they are both restrained.

Perhaps this is the key to survival.

No, not right.

Then Yang Jian frowned again: "If this guess is correct, why was the ghost baby bitten by me when I was in the teaching building before? Why was my eyes not suppressed? Instead, it revived faster because of the stimulation?"

Red newspaper... Ghost baby.

What is the difference between the two?

I thought about it for a while.

Yang Jian felt that this question could be left to think about it later. Since the red newspaper could suppress the six eyes in his body, he had to take the risk to retrieve it.

Because that is the opportunity to survive.

“Must go home again.”

Yang Jian looked solemnly, took a deep breath, strode out of the public toilet, ready to go home and take a risk.

But just as he left the bathroom, four or five young people walked towards him, looking a little gangster.

"Brother, are you going to the bathroom? Don't leave, meeting is fate. How about discussing something with you?"

When a young man saw Yang Jian's eyes lit up, he immediately walked towards him and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yang Jian asked with a look.

"It's okay, I just meet you. My name is A Fei. I don't know what your name is, brother?" said the young man who claimed to be A Fei.

"Yang Jian."

A Fei smiled and said, "Then we are friends. Since we are friends, do you need help if you are in trouble? It just so happened that I was a little tight today. Can you lend me some money to me? Don't worry, I will borrow and repay it. I will pay it back to you when you come here tomorrow, and you won't lose a penny."

Yang Jian looked at him with his head in a leniency and said, "Borrow money? I think you want to rob, blackmail, but if you rob, blackmail, can't you choose a normal person to attack? I'm not normal recently, so it's better for you to stay away from me. I'm afraid that I can't control myself and commit crimes by accident."

"Boy, you're quite crazy. A Fei asked you to lend money to you to face. Don't be rude. If you want to die, just say it, I will fulfill you."

A young man next to him slapped Yang Jian on the face with a knife.

"Friend, don't do this. If something happens, it will be bad. Let me leave. Let's just pretend that something has never happened. How about it?" Yang Jian said.

"Not really, don't think about leaving if you don't take out the money today." The young man holding the knife laughed.

"Brother, even if I ask you what I borrowed, I will pay you back next time I meet you. My friend will not do it so well in a fight." A Fei said with a joke and giggle.

Yang Jian said: "Since you said that, then that's the way. The money is in my pants' pocket, you can take it yourself."

"You guys know each other."

The young man holding the knife became a little excited. He reached out and touched it into his pocket, ready to get the money.

But when he reached into his hand, he suddenly felt something cold in his pocket, like a glass ball.

Subconsciously touched it out.

But then the young man holding the knife found that his hands were covered with blood, holding a red eye in his palm. The red eye turned slightly, looking at him with a strange look.

"Ah~!"

The young man holding the knife immediately screamed in fear and turned pale, and he retreated repeatedly.

However, just as he retreated.

Everything around me turned scarlet when it turned out to be.

Residential buildings, street lights, the moon in the sky, and even the ground... Everything seems to be shrouded in a layer of red light.

"Since we are friends, it shouldn't matter if you test the ghost domain for me." Yang Jian slowly walked out of the toilet.

Ah Fei's eyes suddenly opened wide.

He walked out of the toilet, who was the person with his arm on?

At this moment, he didn't even dare to look back, but felt that the person on his arm was cold... like a corpse.

"Ghost, ghost."

A Fei was so scared that his face turned pale. He turned around and ran away, leaving the public toilet as if he was running away. Several other gangsters were also scared and turned around and ran away.
To be continued...