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Chapter 300 The Supernatural Bus

"Brother driver, turn left ahead." Yang Jian looked at the signal and directed the taxi driver to follow.

According to the moving speed of the signal, there is no need to rush directly to the ghost zone, but it is easy to follow by car.

The driver quickly arrived at a main road according to the direction given by Yang Jian.

The signal stopped here, and it was very close to Yang Jian.

Out of caution, Yang Jian looked around to see if there was anything weird around him.

Everything around is normal, there are no cars on the road, and there are many pedestrians nearby. Nothing special happens. After all, this is Xiaochun City, which has a small population. Supernatural events are unlikely to occur as frequently as in Dachang City. In most cases,

The city is still becoming stable and normal.

Even if a starving ghost incident in Dachang City attracted global attention and shocked the circle of ghost masters, it was not enough to cause a storm in the larger environment.

This is also the reason why there is so much noise in Dachang City just a few hundred miles away, but the residents of this city are living and working as if nothing is wrong.

Yang Jing got out of the car, made sure that everything around her was normal, and then lowered her head to watch the signal on her mobile phone track all the way.

The coordinates on the mobile phone are very accurate. With the mutual positioning between the satellite positioning and the Interpol mobile phone, the positioning error on the signal will hardly exceed two meters after the two positioning calculations are corrected.

Even a child can find the signal source at a distance of two meters.

"In front." Yang Jian walked a few dozen meters forward, crossed a road and came to the location of the signal source.

This is a bus stop, and about seven or eight people are getting on the bus one after another.

Yang Jian looked at the people getting on the bus, then looked at the signal source, and found that the signal source had not moved, which meant that the missing detective's mobile phone was not on these passengers. He looked next to him, even next to the platform.

I searched in the trash can but couldn't find the satellite positioning phone.

"If it's not at the station, then there's only one possibility: the phone is on the bus."

Yang Jian was almost able to determine the true location of the signal source.

Immediately, he chose to line up and get on the bus.

People in front of him put coins in one after another to get on the bus. When it was his turn, Yang Jian felt as if someone pushed him from behind, causing him to stumble and almost fall.

"Which reckless guy pushed me?" Yang Jian looked back.

But he found that there was no one behind him. He was the last one in line to get on the bus, and it was impossible for anyone to push him behind him.

Immediately, he frowned.

Experience told him that something was strange just now, but the surrounding situation told him that everything was normal. It seemed that the stagger just now was just caused by the imbalance of the body, and there was no real person pushing him from behind.

"Is there something wrong with your health?" Yang Jian looked down.

After resurrecting from the ghost mirror, his body is no longer human, and there is no guarantee that nothing strange will appear after the ghost's death.

After thinking about it for a while, he still didn't have much doubts. He wanted to settle the matter at hand first.

After getting on the bus, Yang Jian looked around the carriage.

There were not many people in the carriage, only about a dozen people were sitting there. There were more people sitting in the last row. The front seemed relatively empty, and there were quite a few empty seats next to it.

"The signal is indeed here."

Yang Jian looked at the satellite positioning phone again and found that his signal overlapped with the signal source of the missing detective, so it was absolutely certain that the satellite positioning phone was on this bus. As for who was in the hands of him now

You can't tell the difference unless you search them one by one.

"It's too troublesome to search and interrogate. It's better to wait until the signal source moves again. As long as the person carrying the mobile phone gets out of the car, I can lock it immediately."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and decided not to use strong methods.

In order to avoid having a bad temper and drawing a gun indiscriminately, it will be troublesome to clean up the trouble when the time comes, so it is better to adopt a milder approach.

I chose a seat closer to the back door and sat down. This way it would be easier to observe. He would be able to see anyone who got off the car, making it easy to track.

Soon, the bus closed and started to leave.

"Who is the criminal police officer in Xiaochun City? Let me check." Seeing that no one would leave the station for the time being, Yang Jian began to check the person in charge of this place.

It is easy to check other people's information. As long as you are willing, you can compile a national Interpol file.

It's just that this kind of files are hierarchical.

Ordinary files only have some basic information about the character, nothing special can be seen, and the introduction of abilities is not particularly detailed. It is just directly indicated with a code name, and the specifics will not be informed.

But what Yang Jian can access is the highest-level files.

Although his current position has not changed, it has been upgraded internally.

"The Interpol police officer in Xiaochun City is...Xu Feng. He actually has no code name and no introduction as a ghost controller. He deliberately hid his information." Yang Jian looked through the files on his mobile phone.

I discovered that the file column of local detective Xu Feng said "deliberately hidden".

But the mental evaluation said good.

"This guy is also a very cautious person. He doesn't trust anyone. He conceals all information even when facing the headquarters. He doesn't want anyone to know his true identity." Yang Jian thought to himself.

But this kind of thinking is normal.

Anyone who suddenly possesses incredible abilities will not show it off indiscriminately if they are mentally mature, but will hide it in a low-key manner.

What's more, ghost masters are not a special case in this world.

Being low-key is particularly important.

"This kind of criminal policeman who hides all information and has no merits would probably be fired if he didn't have a better mental evaluation. No wonder Liu Xiaoyu didn't force me to investigate the secret of this guy's disappearance. If it were Wang Xiaoming instead,

Level ghost controllers will probably organize a large-scale rescue operation."

Yang Jian didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Because this is reality, this is society.

Only when you have value are you worthy of others paying for you. If you appear to be a waste, no one will waste resources on a waste.

"The purpose of Liu Xiaoyu asking me to investigate was not for the safety of Xu Feng. After all, the file showed that he had been missing for ten days. The purpose of asking me to investigate was to see if there were any supernatural events happening here so that a file could be established in a timely manner.

"

The bus station stopped at this time.

Five young people came up, two men and three women, who looked like they were there for fun.

But no one got off the bus.

The signal source was still in the car, so Yang Jian decided to wait a few more stops.

The five young people who got on the bus also sat back and sat in the two rows to the left of Yang Jian. They talked to each other and were in a very good mood.

Seeing their carefree appearance, Yang Jian felt a little envious.

The bus continues to start.

At this time, a young man sitting next to him with a backpack suddenly said mysteriously to his companions: "By the way, do you know about the recent fog incident in Dachang City?"

"Of course I know. It has been spread on the Internet. The news said that it was chemical pollution in the surrounding area. Fortunately, the pollution did not float here. Otherwise, us locals would be in trouble." Another boy said.

Several girls nearby also agreed: "Yes, it's chemical pollution. What's there to talk about?"

"It's chemical pollution, it's just farts. Do you believe this? Let me tell you, the real cause of the fog incident in Dachang City is actually haunting." The young man with a backpack said in a low voice: "I have a friend in Dachang City.

It was probably ten days ago, when the fog had not lifted yet, that friend of mine frantically sent text messages asking for help, and I also received them. He said that Dachang City was full of ghosts."

"Liar."

One girl immediately retorted with a smile: "How can there be such a haunting? The whole city is haunted. Do you think it's a biohazard show?"

"It was because of the fierce commotion that the country directly implemented military control. I heard that the entire area was sealed off, and martial law was imposed thirty kilometers away." said the young man with a backpack.

"Well, even if it is haunted, then why is it no longer causing trouble now?" The companion next to him curled his lips and said, "I was told that the ghost was killed by a cannon."

"Well, I don't know this either, but my friend won't lie to me." The young man with a backpack arrived.

"But speaking of being haunted, I do agree that my mother told me about a strange thing that happened in my hometown recently." A relatively silent girl suddenly said.

Others asked: "What's weird?"

"My hometown is in the countryside. About a month ago, I heard that people in my hometown were dying one after another. Most of the people who died were elderly people. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but on the day when people in the village held a funeral together,

, all the bodies placed in the coffins at night were missing." The girl's face was not very good, and she seemed to believe this.

"Is there such a thing? Someone stole the body, right?" A girl asked.

The girl shook her head and said: "No, no, the bodies are still there. The next day, people from my hometown called the police, and a large number of people were dispatched to look for the bodies. What do you think? All the bodies were actually standing there.

In the field, he stood there like a scarecrow, with his legs sunk so deeply into the mud of the rice field."

As she said this, she gestured, and the soil covered her legs.

"And what's even more incredible is that after investigating the footprints near the fields, we found that they were all left by the dead people themselves." Speaking of this, she seemed to feel a little scared: "Many people saw it with their own eyes, including my mother.

When I saw it, I was so scared that I didn’t dare to stay in my hometown, saying it was haunted.”

The other friends looked at each other, a little shocked.

"Speaking of ghost stories, I also have one..." another boy said impatiently.

Yang Jian listened on the sidelines, and he could conclude that what the girl said was true, because the message was very clear, and it was not the kind of story that could not withstand scrutiny.

Apparently it was a supernatural event that happened in the countryside.

Judging from the number of deaths, the level should be very low, at best, it is a C-level incident.

Sitting on the bus, it was already dark outside before I knew it.

The bus stopped at two or three stops along the way, but no one got off. But towards the back, the intervals between each stop became longer and longer. In the end, it seemed that it had not stopped again for a long time. I looked at the dark outside.

Yang Jian found that the vehicle had left the city and entered the suburbs.

I checked the bus information and found that it had completely deviated from the vehicle's original route.

But the missing Interpol satellite positioning signal was still in the car.

"It can't be so unlucky..." Yang Jian's heart sank immediately.


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