"Just that few people? It seems like there are fewer people than before."
Yang Jian looked at the dozen survivors behind Tong Qian and couldn't help but frown.
Tong Qian said, "There are only so many people, and the rest must have dispersed. The ghost realm is very strange. Often when people following the road in front follow them, they find that the road has changed. Two groups of people
Both sides are missing, and there is nothing I can do about this situation, so there are fewer and fewer survivors."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you are still alive." Yang Jian said.
"What do you mean?" Tong Qian asked.
Yang Jian said, "I can't save even one detective. I can only call this mission a failure. How many survivors can be saved depends on fate, but one detective must be alive."
"So I became a bargaining chip for you to exchange benefits?" Tong Qian was angry and angry.
"That's almost it." Yang Jian said: "You don't need to be angry. It's a good thing that people have value. The worst thing is that a person has no value. Look at them."
After saying that, he pointed at the survivors who were panicking and getting involved for no reason.
"Cold-blooded." Tong Qian said.
Yang Jian showed a bit of a sneer; "This is not cold-blooded, but a choice. Just like when I was involved in a supernatural incident, no one came to save me. I relied on myself to save myself. Do you know why I never took the exam and became a criminal police officer? Because?
I am not yet ready to take on the responsibility for the safety of a city. After all, if someone is responsible, someone must be held accountable, and you will have to save some people even if you don’t save them."
"If I don't become a criminal police officer, I don't need to bear this responsibility. I can be more free to find a way to survive."
Tong Qian said: "You have this ability, why don't you want to help? What harm will it do to you to save more people?"
"The billionaire is so rich, why don't you give me a few million? Giving me a few million won't have any impact on him." Yang Jian retorted.
Tong Qian was at a loss for words, knowing that she couldn't speak to this person.
Yang Jian added, "Since everyone has arrived, it's time to leave. You should also remember today's experience. It will help you survive."
Rescuing these people can be regarded as an explanation to Zhao Jianguo. This trip was not in vain, at least he got what he wanted.
Fortunately, this time he encountered a knocking ghost that he was familiar with. If it were other ghosts, Yang Jian would have to seriously consider it. He would not dare to rush into an unknown supernatural event rashly.
Among them, the Huanggang Village incident taught him a lesson.
"Wait a minute, wait for me, young man, wait a minute."
At this time, an aunt, hearing that Yang Jian was about to leave, hurriedly rushed out of a nearby shop carrying large and small bags.
"Huh?" Yang Jian frowned.
"She's a survivor." Tong Qian said, "I know this aunt."
Yang Jian raised the pistol in his hand, stretched it out the window, and pointed it at her.
"What are you doing?" Tong Qian's face changed.
"Throw away the things behind you, otherwise I will shoot you to death if you come closer." Yang Jian warned the aunt seriously.
Tong Qian said, "She is an ordinary person, so don't get too excited."
"It's good that she is an ordinary person, but what's behind her is not." Yang Jian said.
What's behind you?
Tong Qian took a look and saw that the aunt was carrying a large backpack, which seemed to contain some stolen goods from a nearby store.
"It's just some cigarettes, clothes and other products. She must have seen that there was no one here, so she wanted to grab some and take them away."
Yang Jian sneered and said: "There are still products in the ghost domain? Do you think this is really a street? I can't see the appearance of the products. She clearly carried a ghost back. When she comes here, there are more products here. Someone is dying."
"What?" Tong Qian was shocked.
He immediately went to stop him and said, "Hurry up and throw away the things behind your back. It'll be quick."
The aunt was running while protecting the things behind her. She had taken these things from a nearby store at her own risk, so how could she be willing to throw them away? "You didn't even call me when you wanted to leave. It's really too much. I don't have these things." It won’t affect you, it won’t hinder you.”
"When she crosses the line on the road and doesn't put down her things, I'll shoot her," Yang Jian said.
Tong Qian was angry and anxious; "Listen to the order and throw away the things quickly, otherwise he will shoot."
"You are the police, how could you shoot at me, a common man? Stop scaring me and leave quickly. I'm catching up."
The aunt looked unbelieving and urged Yang Jian and others to leave quickly.
"There is nothing we can do." Yang Jian raised the gun in his hand.
But at this moment, the aunt suddenly screamed, and she flew up immediately. A hemp rope that appeared from nowhere was tightly wrapped around her neck, and she was hung directly under the street lamp next to her. He struggled violently in mid-air, his old face turned red from holding back, and he almost suffocated.
"What's going on?" Tong Qian was surprised.
"Are you Yang Jian?"
The next moment, a man wearing a scarf and holding a cigar quietly walked out of a nearby shop.
"There are still ghost masters in this ghost realm?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and immediately became vigilant.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Yue. Although we are in the same urban area, this must be our first time meeting you. I have heard of you as a ghost-eyed detective for a long time. When we meet today, you are indeed a bit of a hero. Taste, admiration, admiration." Wang Yue smoked a cigar and walked over, clapping his hands.
Wang Yue?
Hearing this name, Yang Jian felt a little familiar.
When he went to Xiaoqiang's club to cause trouble, the surviving shareholder, Ma Youcai, told him that Wang Xiaoqiang was connected to Wang Yue from Rose Bar.
Could it be this person?
"It seems that you are not very lucky and have been involved in this supernatural incident." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
The source of this supernatural incident seems to be the Rose Bar.
Could he be the person on Hao Shaowen's phone list?
"It's quite unlucky. Who would have thought that misfortune would fall from the sky, and Li Haohao would encounter supernatural events while sitting in his own shop." Wang Yue took a puff of his cigar and blew out a smoke ring: "It's really amazing to survive from that old ghost. not easy."
Yang Jian said: "You only survived temporarily."
"I know, so I hope you can be half busy."
"What's the rush?"
Wang Yue said, "Give me a lift and take me out of here."
"Why should I help you?" Yang Jian said.
Although they hate Tong Qian, they don't have any deep hatred for each other, and they can tolerate each other. But this Wang Yue has a dirty butt, and he doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend. How could he go back to save a guy who is suspected of being an enemy.
Wang Yue said: "There is no reason. You help me and I will help you. This is a fair thing. Do you want to refuse my kindness? You have the ability to leave here. It won't be tiring to take one more person with you." .”