Hearing this, Su Yuan didn't say anything, but said calmly: "I want to meet Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting."
"That's no problem." Sun Rui nodded.
He Yin'er said: "Since the situation here has been stabilized, it is time to track down the murderer. He arrived in Dahan City not long ago, and he must still be nearby. We will catch up with him soon.
"
Su Yuan looked back at He Yin'er all night: "I need you to teach me how to do things?"
"you!!!"
He Yin'er suddenly became furious, and his face quickly darkened.
Su Yuan is too arrogant. He is also the captain of the headquarters after all, but he doesn't even give her any face in front of so many captains. He really doesn't take her seriously.
Seeing that the two of them were about to have conflicts again.
Yang Jian slowly said: "What Su Yuan did is right. If we don't understand what Zhang Xianguang wants to do, we can't stop him. He can always be one step ahead of us."
"That's right, you have to talk to Zhang Xianguang in the past and maybe you can figure out what he wants to do, so that you can get ahead of him and stop him. Otherwise, if you keep chasing after him, it will be easy to make useless efforts again."
Liu San came over, and he was naturally happy to see He Yin'er frustrated, after all, the two of them couldn't deal with each other.
However, it was not easy to be too obvious in this situation, so he explained: "Your impatient mentality is not good. If the opponent takes advantage of this to prepare for us to go, we will easily suffer a loss."
He Yin'er frowned, as if he didn't expect so many people to speak for Su Yuan.
"Keep dragging it on, and the other party will probably disappear long ago."
"Now that I'm here, I don't care about this moment. Let's listen to what Zhang Xianguang said in the oil painting." Wei Jing said with a numb face.
"Since you all said so, I take back my previous suggestion." He Yin'er did not argue and chose to give in.
soon.
An oil painting was brought over by Sun Rui.
This oil painting is large. It shows a relatively elegant man in his thirties, wearing a Chinese tunic suit.
Su Yuan did not hesitate and immediately walked towards the oil painting. Yang Jian did the same. The two of them were familiar with this.
As soon as I came into contact with the oil painting, my body was submerged in it and I became a person in the oil painting.
"This thing is similar to a ghost painting." Li Jun looked at it.
"Let's go in and have a look too." Liu San was curious and wanted to follow him to find out.
Others also wanted to see who this Zhang Xianguang was, and followed Yang Jian and Su Yuan into the oil painting.
Inside the oil painting is another strange five-story building.
This is the ghost post office in the oil painting.
"Is Yang Jian here?"
"You brought so many people with you?"
The arrival of several people immediately attracted the attention of many people in the oil painting.
These are not living people, they are all the former messengers from the fifth floor. They have retained all their memories after delivering the last letter. They even have supernatural powers, but they are not as good as they were in life.
"I'm looking for Zhang Xianguang."
Su Yuan got straight to the point and said directly.
"He is here." Several people in the oil paintings pointed not far away.
Zhang Xianguang was standing there, looking here with some curiosity.
Yang Jian saw him and strode over: "In reality, you caused a big trouble outside. Not only did you bring the ghost paintings, you also kidnapped He Yuelian and killed a person in charge...
...I want to ask you, do you really not know what he wants to do?"
"Good guy, Zhang Xianguang, you can really make a scene. If you kill the city leader, is this a rebellion?"
An older man looked at him in surprise.
"No wonder you haven't disappeared. It turns out that you are still alive outside. I really admire you." Someone exclaimed.
"It will only bring trouble to future generations, Zhang Xianguang, it would be better for you to die as soon as possible." Some people snorted coldly, expressing their dissatisfaction.
"It's the same problem again."
Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting sighed and said: "I already answered last time. Everything for me stopped at the moment when he left the ghost post office. After that, I really have no idea what he went through and what he wanted to do. To be honest, I
I really want to cooperate with you, but what I can do is really limited. After all, time can change people, right?"
"Yang Xiao, what do you think?" Yang Jian looked at the other person.
Immediately.
Another person walked out from the corner. This person was very similar to Yang Jian. At first glance, he thought he was the same person.
"Yang Jian? No, it's not him, it's just similar." Liu San felt surprised.
"Yang Xiao? This should be a pseudonym. His true identity should be Yang Jian's father."
Lu Zhiwen said: "In the files, Yang Jian's father's name is Yang Xiaotian, his mother's name is Zhang Fen, and his ancestral home is Dachang City, Yang Town, Meishan Village... However, Yang Jian's father has been dead for more than ten years, and the cause of death was
There was a car accident. The Yang Xiao here should be the supernatural replica left by his father before his death, just like Zhang Xianguang."
"I see."
Others were stunned and surprised at the same time.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian's father was also a ghost controller in the past and was also involved in supernatural incidents.
"Why do you think I know anything?" Yang Xiao asked.
Yang Jian said: "Intuition."
"Intuition? Well, from what I know about him, if he wants to do something big, he will definitely go to the place where the nightmare begins. This not only strengthens his determination, but also cuts off the past." Yang Xiao said slowly.
.
"No matter what Zhang Xianguang wants to do, I guess he will definitely start in Shuangqiao Town."
"Shuangqiao Town? Your hometown?" Yang Jian looked at Zhang Xianguang again.
Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting nodded: "Indeed, that is my hometown, but I have never mentioned this matter here. Yang Xiao, how did you know?"
Yang Xiao just said: "Talking in sleep is a bad habit."
"I see, has your supernatural power ever interfered with me?"
Zhang Xianguang smiled bitterly and said: "There is an abandoned private school in Shuangqiao Town. I don't know if it is still there now. You can go there and have a look. I studied there before, and I may be able to provide you with some help."
Yang Jian looked at him deeply: "I hope you can really cooperate with us and not hide it intentionally."
"I'm not hiding anything." Zhang Xianguang said seriously in the oil painting.
"Let's go to Shuangqiao Town now to intercept and kill him." Li Jun said.
Yang Jian nodded, stopped dragging his feet, and immediately turned around to leave.
But suddenly, he remembered that Su Yuan once told him that Zhang Xianguang had actually been hiding in the ghost post office.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Su Yuan subconsciously.
Sure enough, Yang Jian saw that Su Yuan had been looking at Zhang Xianguang with eyes full of ridicule.
Suddenly, his heart moved, and a bold guess appeared in his mind.
At this moment, Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting is still reminding: "I knew some ghost masters in the past. If you want to deal with him, be careful that he has a few powerful helpers around him. I'm not sure whether those people can survive."
Until now, but there are a few that you should be particularly careful about. They are..."
"Okay, stop pretending. How long do you plan to pretend?"