Although Yang Jian was resting, he did not dare to really fall asleep. Although this was Dajing City, he still felt that he needed to stay awake.
The lights in the room are all turned off, making it slightly dark.
Yang Jian sat on the sofa, holding his head slightly, opening his eyes slightly and overlooking the charming night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of him.
very beautiful.
Very quiet too.
This made him feel relaxed and at ease, because the bustling and bustling outside told him that this place was safe and there were no supernatural incidents.
So I don’t know when it started. Yang Jian likes lively scenes, but he doesn’t want to be a part of the liveliness, because he is already an alien. He rejects the public, and of course the public will reject him.
It's good to watch from a distance, think calmly, and hide in the darkness.
Yang Jian was sitting there quietly, taking a nap like a lone wolf.
The light from the neon lights outside shone through the room, and a black shadow appeared particularly clear indoors.
This shadow stretched very long behind Yang Jian, and was reflected strangely on the wall behind him.
Even if the light outside disappears, the shadow is still there, and no matter how you look at it, the shadow is always missing its head, creating a weird imperfection.
Under Yang Jian's skin, there were strands of scarlet things dormant, emitting a faint red light, faintly appearing in the darkness through the skin.
It was as if there were nine red spots imprinted on his body, lingering around him like a curse from an evil spirit.
As he controls two ghosts, he has actually reached his limit.
The ghost eye is on the verge of recovery, and the headless ghost has completely recovered, but is currently dead.
But the ghost instinct is still there.
Once instinct overcomes his consciousness, that's the moment when Yang Jian completely turns into a ghost.
The quiet time passed little by little, and Yang Jian, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed to feel that his life was slowly passing by.
But I don’t know how long it took.
Maybe an hour, maybe two or three hours.
At some point late at night, this calmness was suddenly broken by a voice.
"boom!"
A huge gunshot seemed to have sounded on a certain floor of the Ping An Hotel, and a moment later the alarm sounded.
Yang Jian, who was falling into a deep sleep, slowly opened his eyes at this moment.
He picked up the cell phone next to him and checked the time, and found that it was only a quarter past three in the morning, and there were still several hours before dawn.
"It's only about three o'clock?" He squinted his eyes and continued to rest.
He had nothing to do with the sound of gunshots outside and the alarm being raised. He was not responsible for the Ping An Hotel. He was giving headaches to those who deserved them. He had been busy for long enough yesterday and didn't want to cause any other problems.
Even if there is a fire, don't affect your rest.
Anyway, I can't burn myself to death.
However, sometimes you just can’t ignore it if you want to.
The satellite positioning phone was forcibly connected after five minutes.
It was Qin Meirou's voice again: "Is Yang Jian here?"
"Can you not speak?" Yang Jian was silent for a while before speaking.
"Are you at the Ping'an Hotel now?" Qin Meirou asked.
Yang Jian said: "I'm sleeping. If there's anything else, I'll talk about it tomorrow."
Hearing this tone, Qin Meirou immediately said: "Then you must have heard the gunshots at the Ping An Hotel. This was not a supernatural incident, but a ghost controller who went insane and shot and killed a man in the hotel.
Service personnel are now in a highly dangerous state and may commit crimes at any time."
"Oh, have any of the ghost masters gone insane?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Maybe he couldn't bear the torture from the ghost's resurgence."
Sleeping at night is when the ghost controller is most vulnerable, and the symptoms of the ghost's resurgence will gradually become apparent.
He had a deep understanding at the beginning that it was indeed easy for people to go crazy.
"Can you help me deal with it?" Qin Meirou hesitated and said.
"If it was an ordinary person who injured someone with a gun, I would be very happy to help. But if the ghost master commits the crime... let Chen Yi handle it." Yang Jian said: "I don't want to get involved in this matter. After all, I'm here.
Those trained by Dajing City are not here to work."
"The location of Ping An Hotel is not in Chen Yi's jurisdiction. This is Gao Ming's jurisdiction. But Gao Ming is not within working hours now. He will not be dispatched. I think you are in the hotel. If you are willing to help, we can solve it as soon as possible.
If the headquarters arranges for this small problem, it will take at least half an hour for someone to rush over to deal with it," Qin Meiju said.
Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly.
Do you want to get yourself a free man again?
There are so many people in charge, why is it always me? Is it because I have taken action too many times before, and the headquarters thinks I am easy to control?
Yang Jian immediately sneered: "Chen Yi doesn't care if he's not in the jurisdiction, and Gao Ming doesn't care if he's not working during working hours, so I have to take care of it? Do I have nothing to do at the headquarters? All thankless things are done to me.
Did I arrange it? Or is it because after Zhao Jianguo resigned, someone was dissatisfied with me and deliberately made things difficult for me? "
"If you want me to take care of it, you can take care of ten ghost candles. I will do it immediately. Isn't it just a sacrifice of my life? The starting price you offer, I will do my best. You can't be a free man again, right? You have to work overtime.
The salary, I can’t say it’s worse than working part-time.”
"Sorry." Qin Meirou said this and then disconnected the communication.
Yang Jian's face darkened slightly at this moment.
He felt that since Zhao Jianguo's resignation and the start of the captain plan, many arrangements at the headquarters had very serious problems.
The top group of ghost masters seem to have disappeared.
No, it can't be said that he disappeared, but that he stopped working.
People like me, whose intelligence was not timely enough, began to be summoned frequently, and they were summoned as often as possible.
If Zhao Jianguo was here, this would never be the case. Zhao Jianguo knows how to measure. He did not ask him to support the last incident in Zhongshan City because he had just finished the supernatural bus incident at that time, so he was embarrassed to call out. In the end, he took the initiative to go to Zhongshan City.
of.
And now.
The paranormal incident on the passenger plane had just ended, and the problem of the soul bottle had just been solved, and he was actually arranged again.
"Now I have to admit that Zhao Kaiming was right when he was in Dachang City. No one wants to see me rise up, even if I solve the S-class supernatural incident." Yang Jian stood up and looked out.
City: "So, I am being suppressed invisibly?"
This kind of invisible suppression is not deliberate, but because some ghost masters don't want to do things, so some things will naturally fall into the hands of others, and more and more will happen.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. That's bullshit.
The greater the ability, the smaller the responsibility is.
Then, he remembered what Zhong Shan said at the airport before.
To become a captain, merit and resume are not enough, you also need enough voice.
What Yang Jian lacks now is the right to speak.
"Remember that Tong Qian and Feng Quan are also in Dajing City, as well as Lin Luomei from the supernatural forum... and Xiong Wenwen." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
Working everywhere was not fruitless, and he also got to know a lot of people.
It's just that some people don't know their potential influence.
"boom!"
At this time, gunfire rang out again, this time it was not one shot, but several gunshots in succession.
The previously insane ghost master seemed to have been counterattacked.
Then, there was a knock on his door.
This time, the door opened on its own without waiting for Yang Jian to open the door.
Zhang Lei, who had a stiff face during the day, stood at the dim door and looked at him with a strange smile: "Yang Jian, something happened, do you know?"
"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Jian turned around.
"The higher ups have arranged for me to handle it. If I want to pass by, I'll let you know."
Yang Jian said: "It's not necessary. If you are willing to deal with it, just go."
Did he arrange for Zhang Lei to handle it after he refused?
really.
It's not like no one cares about this matter.
"I think it's better to say something, because just now, the ghost controller has a tendency to recover...the environment has been affected." Zhang Lei said.
"It seems that I have to change my residence temporarily." Yang Jian said slowly.
The weird smile on Zhang Lei's face subsided slightly: "If possible, I hope you will come over and take a look. Although I can handle it, I will feel more confident if more people take care of it."