Before Yang Jian went to Zhang Wei to retrieve the human skin paper, Wang Xiaoming found him first.
Under the protection of several special operations personnel, Wang Xiaoming walked over with bloodshot eyes and a haggard expression; "Should I call you Ghost-Eyed Detective Yang Jian now, or should I call you Yang Jian, the Hanged Ghost? Live broadcast for me
The content is very shocking, I really don’t know how you came up with this dangerous and bold method.”
"You can succeed, which means that my experiment at the research stage is correct. The method of perfectly controlling a fierce ghost is indeed feasible, but... simply grafting each other and restricting each other will not work. That is too
It’s rough.”
"Thank you for opening up a new way of thinking for me."
Yang Jian stopped, looked at him, frowned slightly, and did not answer the topic: "I gave the starving ghost to Zhao Jianguo. He was detained very carefully and was escorted by a team of Interpol. There shouldn't be any problems.
But I hope you won’t think about studying that thing when you are bored in the future. At the same time, I also warned some people within the criminal police. I think some people have not been exposed to the Starving Ghost and some despise this thing."
Wang Xiaoming thought for a while: "The Starving Ghost is indeed a good research material, but the danger is also very high, far exceeding that ghost coffin. I will listen to your suggestion and give up the research on the Starving Ghost in a short time.
Research, and I will notify you if there is really a time to restart that box."
According to what he said, we will not study it for the time being, but we will conduct research after some protective measures are in place.
"If you let me go, don't notify me. As long as you don't come to Dachang City, that's enough. I don't want to come into contact with that ghost a second time." Yang Jian said with a dark face.
Wang Xiaoming said, "Since you are so opposed, we will not study it. I will suggest that it be sealed forever. Due to the characteristics of gold, as long as it is not opened artificially, the ghost will not be able to escape within ten thousand years."
"I hope so. Now there is nothing wrong with you in Dachang City. You can go," Yang Jian said.
Wang Xiaoming walked a few steps under the escort, then stopped and said, "That mirror?"
"Mine." Yang Jian said.
"I know it's yours, I just think that thing is very special. Can you lend it to me for a month to study?" Wang Xiaoming said seriously: "I can exchange this thing with you."
After speaking, he gestured to Li Jun.
Li Jun took out a small golden box from his clothes, and when he opened it, he found a candle.
"Ghost candle?" Yang Jian took a look and found that the ghost candle inside was white.
"No, this is different from the ghost candle I gave you last time." Wang Xiaoming said.
Yang Jian said, "It's just that the colors are different. That one is red and this one is white. Did you put the wrong paint?"
Wang Xiaoming said: "No, it's just that two different experimental results appeared when studying Ghost Candle. After all, there will be many changes in an experiment. This is just a derivative made by me intercepting one of the changes. Well, it should be
It’s a semi-finished product, and it’s completely different from the red ghost candle.”
"What's the use?" Yang Jian said.
"After lighting it, if there are ghosts nearby, they will immediately attack the person holding the ghost candle. This is a ghost candle that can attract hatred. I think the usability is far better than the red ghost candle." Wang Xiaoming said.
"..."
Yang Jian said: "You'd better keep it, don't pay attention to that thing of mine. In addition, you'd better keep the video secret forever. If this news gets out, many ghost controllers will be unable to sit still. You are a great professor and will be scrutinized."
Protection, but I will cause a lot of trouble. After all, I only let you watch the video because I was afraid of failure and wanted to keep first-hand information."
"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you. Since you don't want to lend it to me for research, I'll give this to you." Wang Xiaoming threw the box containing the white ghost candle to Yang Jian.
"Consider it a personal thank you for protecting me."
Yang Jian said, "You and I are only cooperating on official matters, you don't need to thank me."
He refused the gift.
"You should keep it. The output of my laboratory is pretty good." Wang Xiaoming didn't take it back after saying that. Instead, he turned around and followed Li Jun into the explosion-proof vehicle.
"This profiteer." Yang Jian's lips twitched as he looked at the thing in his hand.
It’s cheap but not good. Who dares to mess with this thing in hand?
Being able to attract nearby ghosts is simply suicide, and there is no comparison with that red ghost candle.
But when everyone in Guanjiang Community escaped death and survived to attend a meeting to deal with the aftermath, they were thankful.
The other end of Dachang City.
In front of a silent warehouse,
Under the dim moonlight, Zhao Kaiming walked a little hastily, limping from a distance.
His plan worked and was perfect.
He fulfilled the ghost's request and also used Yang Jian's hand to imprison the ghost. In this way, he could get rid of the evil ghost's curse forever and regain his identity as an ordinary person. He would no longer be an ordinary person.
As a ghost master, his family should be resurrected as planned.
"I built a villa in my hometown and saved tens of millions worth of gold. It will be enough for my family to live on for a lifetime. I can't control what happens outside. That Yang Jian is a big hazard, but it doesn't matter.
He is taking his family out of the city tonight, and I have prepared the car. I will not see him again."
Zhao Kaiming took out the key and opened the lock of the warehouse with excitement.
Pushing the door open hard, he limped in.
Various fluorescent lights were lit in the dark warehouse, making it difficult to see clearly even in a power outage.
"Wife, daughter, mom, dad, I'm back..."
He came to the small warehouse where a family was stored. There were ice coffins inside, and a generator next to it was still humming to keep the power running.
But when Zhao Kaiming lay excitedly on an ice coffin, preparing to welcome his family's resurrection.
According to his estimate, the miracle of resurrection should happen in about an hour. When he rushed here from No. 7 Middle School, it had already taken more than half an hour. Calculating, there should be about ten minutes left.
Zhao Kaiming quickly stopped the generator and shut down the refrigeration system.
"You are waiting, we will meet soon." He excitedly inspected each ice coffin to see who would be resurrected first.
Time passed little by little.
The ten minutes estimated by Zhao Kaiming soon arrived.
The corpse in the ice coffin still maintained its cold, stiff and pale appearance, showing no signs of resurrection.
"Is my time calculation inaccurate? Just wait a little longer." Zhao Kaiming thought in his mind.
But another half hour passed.
The body in the ice coffin still remained motionless, still looking lifeless.
Now Zhao Kaiming felt a little panicked.
Could the Li Gui's promise and resurrection be a lie?
"No, no, I blocked everything. This can't be a lie." Zhao Kaiming suddenly growled in a low voice.
It's not like he hasn't thought about this problem.
He had always doubted it in his mind, but he had no choice. From the day he died of his wife, children, and mother, he had no way of turning back. Later, his father died, his uncle died, and so on.
Uncle...he has only one way to get to the dark side.
Only the miracle of resurrection has supported him until now.