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Chapter 404 Out of Control Plane

Yang Jian sat on the chair and glanced at everyone in the cabin.

The atmosphere was very depressing, and the surroundings were even more eerily quiet.

The plane has been hovering somewhere high in the sky. It did not choose to make an emergency landing or fly to somewhere else. It was just waiting.

But this kind of waiting is a kind of torture. Everyone on the flight seems to be entering a death countdown. If Yang Jian cannot solve the ghost within this time, then the plane will only choose to crash into an uninhabited land, which is absolutely not the case.

Maybe let a ghost escape into a big city.

The choice is cruel because the world is inherently cruel.

Yang Jian did not comfort these people, nor did he pat his chest and say, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you as long as I'm here." He also didn't guarantee that he would definitely be able to deal with that ghost thing.

He just said that if the ghost appears again, he will deal with it, that's all.

However, in this dark, depressing, and near-death environment, most ordinary people cannot bear this kind of pressure.

The murderous ghosts around may appear at any time, and the plane will crash due to running out of fuel soon... Some women with relatively fragile psychology can't help but lower their heads and sob.

The cry was not loud, but it seemed extremely desperate.

"After I repelled it, did the ghost hide? It looks like it doesn't plan to take action for the time being." Yang Jian waited for a while, but did not find anyone in front of him being attacked, which made him look for

No chance to take action.

If you continue to waste it like this, the results will definitely be very bad.

And as the incident has passed, many people have already had emotional problems. If some time passes, some people will probably have a mental breakdown.

Yang Jian frowned and looked at those people who were sobbing softly and couldn't help but said, "To be honest, although you people are unlucky to be on this flight, you are actually lucky because you still have a ghost master like me.

The problem is there, and crying can't solve anything, it will only affect my observation and judgment of the things around me, and it's not the time to truly despair yet, so if you want to cry, I suggest you save your energy for later."

His words had some effect, and many of the sobbing stopped.

"I have to find a way to lure that ghost out... Unfortunately, I got too little information. I can't analyze the killing pattern of that ghost. If possible, I can try to trigger it actively."

"Besides that, there is another way."

Yang Jian lowered his head slightly and looked at the shadow at his feet.

If the headless ghost's ability is maximized, it may be able to cover the entire aircraft.

But it’s not worth it. Without the restraint of the headless ghost, the probability of the ghost eye’s recovery is very high. Once I lose it, when the ghost revives, I estimate that I will be at least an A-level ghost, or even reach the level of

S level is possible.

"Wang Dong, is everyone on the plane here?" Yang Jian suddenly thought of something and asked.

"All the passengers are here, including the first-class passengers who were arranged by me, and all the stewardesses on the passenger plane are also there," Wang Dong said.

Yang Jian said: "If everyone is here, there is no reason. That thing will not stop its activities just because of my existence. As long as there is a supernatural phenomenon, it will continue until it is solved."

Wang Dong was a little nervous and said, "What should we do?"

"Wait another ten minutes. If nothing happens, I will take the initiative." Yang Jian said calmly; "But this will be a bit more risky, both for me and you."

Unfortunately, I ran out of white ghost candles.

Otherwise, lighting the white ghost candle can directly draw out the ghost.

About three minutes passed, and something changed in the cabin. The originally dim lights suddenly went out, and the entire cabin became extremely dark, with only some light from outside the window shining in.

As soon as the lights went out, many passengers couldn't help but scream, thinking that a ghost was coming.

Yang Jian raised his head slightly and took a look. He knew that this was not done by ghosts. Ghosts would not turn off the lights. For that thing, there is no difference between night and day. This should be a simple wiring problem.

Immediately afterwards, the plane staggered and seemed to lose its balance. The cabin tilted at a relatively large angle, and many passengers moved to the ground and slid forward.

"No, there's something wrong with the plane." Wang Dong was suddenly shocked.

Yang Jian's face darkened and he glanced at him, "You said everyone on the plane is in this cabin? Did you miss it, pilot? I told you to gather everyone on the plane here before."

Wang Dong suddenly realized that there was a pilot in the cab.

"I, I didn't, didn't expect." He had never dealt with such an emergency before, so he did not consider it comprehensively and made some mistakes.

"This is my first time flying. I don't know how many people are on the plane. You are an air police officer. You should know best. Will such mistakes be made? Forget it, I can't count on you to cooperate with me at critical times.

I have to help you." Yang Jian stood up and immediately disappeared from his seat after saying that.

He had been thinking about countermeasures and things with ghosts before, and never thought that there would be other people in other places besides this cabin.

Wang Dong's mistake caused the supernatural event that was originally under control to suddenly get out of control.

At this moment, Yang Jian did not complain or make too many accusations.

He reacted quickly and appeared in the cab immediately after realizing the flaw.

The ability of the ghost realm was directly used.

There were two pilots in the cockpit of the plane. When Yang Jian appeared here, the two pilots were already dead, and their necks were twisted by themselves, like twists. The other pilot seemed to have witnessed all this.

happened, I want to take some measures to deal with it.

But it failed. Before he died, he still held a pen in his hand as a weapon, but this pen was inserted into his forehead. Blood flowed out along with his brain matter. His eyes widened with fear, and he could not move at all.

Godly looking in the direction of the door.

"The door is locked? Doesn't he want to escape?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the blood stains left by the second pilot on the door.

According to normal circumstances, if the first pilot was attacked by a ghost, the second pilot would have time to escape, but he did not do so. Instead, he locked the door and chose to stay here.

Do you want to risk your own life to trap the ghost in this cab?

"Pity."

Yang Jian quickly retracted his gaze. He noticed that the various instruments on the plane had warning lights on. Although he couldn't understand it, he could tell that there was a malfunction on the plane and all the electronic equipment was malfunctioning.

, the entire aircraft no longer continued to hover at high altitude as planned, but instead wanted to swoop down below.

In this case, the plane will crash in five minutes at most.

"Tick~!"

Suddenly, a wisp of blood dripped from the top of his head and passed in front of Yang Jian.

He looked up and saw blood seeping through the gap in the instrument above his head. The blood was very fresh and even a little warm.

It should be the blood of a certain pilot.

"On top?" Yang Jian's ghostly eyes moved strangely, as if he could see through the instruments and find the source of the blood.

He saw the culprit behind the malfunction of these instruments.

A bloody palm was hidden in the middle of the line. The blood caused a short circuit in the surrounding lines, causing the plane to completely lose control.

"It's not the source, it's just a hand manipulated by a ghost. The ghost doesn't seem to have taken this hand away."

Yang Jian observed it and thought that some of the instruments contained gold, so he blocked part of the ghost's actions. However, this blocking did not bring about good changes, but instead caused problems with the plane.

Don't wait any longer for him.

At this time, a gunshot sounded in the cabin, instantly attracting his attention.

It was Wang Dong who fired the gun.

"Finally it showed up again." Instead of being scared, Yang Jian showed a weird smile.

He may not have left with the intention of causing chaos to the people in the cabin.

Whenever people are in chaos, there will always be an unlucky child who accidentally triggers the evil spirit's killing pattern and is targeted by that evil spirit.

"We must not let that thing get away this time. We must find the source and solve it." Yang Jian turned around, took a step forward and disappeared into the extremely bloody cab.


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