In an apartment in a high-end neighborhood in the city.
Jiang Shangbai, who had just returned to his residence after a busy day, thought he could breathe a sigh of relief. Today, he did not stop at all to deal with the ghost paintings. No matter it was him, the three people in charge of the city, or the headquarters
Some people, as well as the ghost masters who participated in the training, all participated.
Fortunately, most of the signs have been suppressed, and so far everything has been resolved without any danger.
Although there were some casualties, they were within acceptable limits.
After all, there is no supernatural event that does not kill people.
"Hello."
Jiang Shangbai picked up the phone, and when he saw the caller, he frowned and became a little unhappy: "What's the matter with you? It's so late. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to have a rest."
"Mr. Jiang, something happened." A voice came from the other side of the phone: "Just a few hours ago, Mr. Fei suddenly committed suicide by jumping off the building, and the bodyguard Zhang Jian beside Mr. Fei also lost contact."
"What?" Jiang Shangbai's face changed suddenly: "How could something like this happen? Have you found out the specific reason?"
Will Mr. Fei commit suicide by jumping off a building?
He was the first to not believe it, and Zhang Jian was also missing. It was obvious that something was wrong.
"This matter is not clear yet and is under investigation," the person on the phone said.
"Hurry up and find out." Jiang Shangbai said in a deep voice.
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shangbai looked out the window, feeling uneasy in his heart.
At this juncture, Zhang Jian disappeared and Mr. Fei committed suicide, which is definitely not a good sign. Maybe it is a force that has been brewing for a long time and is preparing to take action on his circle of friends.
But if you think about it carefully, it's unlikely.
Which force is so crazy that they dare to deal with people in the circle of friends here?
"Ye Zhen, the administrator of the supernatural forum in Dahai City, seems to have members here as well." Jiang Shangbai first suspected the chuunibyou.
There is no reason for this guy to be crazy.
"Are a few foreign-funded companies taking advantage of the ghost painting incident to cause trouble?" Jiang Shangbai thought of several large companies with foreign backgrounds.
Although those companies appear to be formal enterprises to outsiders, they are actually just cover-ups. There are also traces of ghost masters' activities behind the scenes, but they usually keep a low profile and dare not come to the surface.
Think about it.
Jiang Shangbai picked up his cell phone and dialed He Tianxiong's number, preparing to ask him to take care of the matter. He joined the headquarters and had to be busy dealing with other things.
"I'm sorry, the number you dialed..."
After a while, Jiang Shang's face turned dark.
He Tianxiong's phone was turned off.
He called He Tianxiong's personal phone number again, but the result was the same: his phone was also turned off and he couldn't get through.
Now Jiang Shangbai realized that the problem seemed serious.
I tried the company phone number.
The company's phone number is open, and there are employees on duty at Ping An Building.
It’s just that the employees said that Mr. He left work early.
"It can't be such a coincidence. Mr. Fei committed suicide, Zhang Jian disappeared, and He Tianxiong also lost contact. That guy controlled two ghosts, and his ghost also belonged to a different kind, and he also had a substitute in his hand.
Baby...if something really goes wrong with him, the situation will be even worse than I thought."
Jiang Shangbai slowly put down his phone, his face looking particularly ugly.
If He Tianxiong really died, he wouldn't be surprised. Although he was indeed unusual, he would still face the risk of the evil ghost resurrecting.
What surprised him was that He Tianxiong didn't even have any information like asking for help when he was in danger.
If He Tianxiong died, he must have been killed instantly.
If that were the case, it would be terrible.
"Gotta check it out."
Jiang Shangbai was no longer in the mood to sleep. He immediately went out and decided to figure this out before the headquarters meeting started tomorrow.
And you can't stay at home anymore, because you might become the next target.
soon.
He drove out of the community and made several calls at the same time. Except for Li Yao's phone in the company, all the other assistants and managers could get through.
Jiang Shangbai immediately ordered them to rush to various accident locations to investigate.
About half an hour later.
Jiang Shangbai came to the place where Mr. Fei fell, but at this time there was only a pool of blood on the ground and the body was gone. He guessed that someone reported the case and sent someone from above to deal with it.
After walking around for a while, he didn't find anything suspicious.
Immediately, he rushed to He Tianxiong's villa on the outskirts of the city to see if He Tianxiong really died at home.
"There are signs of packing up and leaving. It's more likely that this guy is not dead."
Jiang Shangbai came to this magnificent villa and saw piles of gold bars placed in the living room, as well as some real estate, contracts and other things.
"And he left all his assets before leaving? What is this? Spending money to buy a life? But these things were not taken away, which shows that the people who took action today did not come here for money... confiscated
Didn't he even get money to kill He Tianxiong? Now it seems that He Tianxiong was frightened and hid for refuge."
"He Tianxiong should know the capabilities of the circle of friends. He chose to take refuge because he thought that our circle of friends could not compete with each other?"
He picked up a heavy gold bar and squeezed it. Several handprints appeared on it. There was no doubt that it was genuine.
At this time, he received another call, from a manager, saying that there was a new clue in Zhang Jian's bar.
Jiang Shangbai immediately dropped the gold bars in his hand and drove to the bar opposite Ping An Building.
When he arrived, a manager was already waiting here.
"Mr. Jiang, this is today's video recording in the bar. We discovered through face recognition that a stranger appeared in the bar today, and compared it with our database and found out that this stranger is...
Ghost eyes, Yang Jian." The manager said, with a trace of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"What?"
Jiang Shangbai immediately took the tablet from the manager's hand, and after turning on the playback, he saw a familiar face appear on the screen.
Sure enough, it was Yang Jian.
This guy is young and has a pretty face. Although he is not very eye-catching outside, he is easier to remember in the circle because there are really very few ghost masters at this age.
"Did he do what happened today?"
Jiang Shangbai's eyes flickered. He remembered that he had bumped into Yang Jian tonight, and that was when he was dealing with ghost paintings.
Li Yao seemed to be with Yang Jian at that time.
Wait, Li Yao?
Jiang Shangbai seemed to have reacted just then, his face turned dark and his eyes were particularly gloomy.
Traitors are identified in the circle of friends.
Li Yao must have told him the information that Moments was going to deal with Yang Jian. At this time, Yang Jian was about to take action in advance.
"So, it was not a coincidence that Yang Jian and I met unexpectedly before? He was waiting for me there and wanted to do something to me." Jiang Shangbai looked coldly: "If Chen Yi and Zhang Lei weren't present at the time, he would have already done it.
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"This guy is quite cruel..."
Thinking back to that chance encounter, now he realized that he was even a little scared.
This Yang Jian came well prepared. If he made another deliberate sneak attack, he would definitely be killed without even having time to react.
"Give me this information. Don't tell anyone what happened today." Jiang Shangbai picked up the tablet and turned around and left in a hurry.
If Yang Jian is still taking action, then he is very likely to be attacked by him at any time.
So I can't stay here for long.
In fact, what Jiang Shangbai didn't expect was that Yang Jian had no intention of killing him in the first place.
When it comes to Moments, the headquarters will definitely turn a blind eye, but when it comes to Jiang Shangbai, the headquarters definitely can't sit idly by.
So Jiang Shangbai thought wrong. In addition, Yang Jian's actions have stopped now.
The time to take action has passed, and his ghost eyes have reached their limit in a short period of time, making it impossible for a ghost controller to disappear in an instant.
Failure to do this means that after killing a ghost controller, Yang Jian will have to deal with the resurrected ghost, which is too risky.
So I can only stop today.
But this is just the beginning.
"If you don't use the ability of the ghost eye for a period of time, will your own balance make the ghost eye slowly become silent?"
The suite of Ping An Hotel was dark, the lights were not turned on, and Yang Jian was sitting on the sofa, his figure hidden in the darkness.
He touched the back of his hand.
The throbbing of resurgence is calming down.
The ability to suppress the three ghosts is working.
The body seems to be repairing itself.
"But if the limit is exceeded at a certain moment, the ability to suppress the three ghosts may also fail." Yang Jian judged his own situation and had a clear understanding of his own limits.
Ghost Eye can use the five-level ghost realm twice in a short period of time. If it is used more than twice, the ghost realm cannot be maintained stably.
The headless ghost is in a dead state and can be used without fear of the ghost's resurgence. However, in order to prevent unauthorized body changes, it needs to be suppressed with a ghost-suppressing quota. When necessary, the suppression can be released to free up a quota.
Ghost Hand is now the quietest ghost.
Maybe it was because he was suppressed by a quota and then controlled by the headless ghost. There was no risk of losing control or resuscitation, and it was even easier to use than his own hands.
"Maybe this is the potential of the headless ghost. I control the ghost, and then the ghost controls the ghost hands. As long as my headless ghost doesn't lose control, everything will be easy." Yang Jian thought to himself.
Now he discovered that the most critical ghost in his body was not the ghost eyes, but the headless ghost shadow.
With the headless ghost, he found that he had unlimited possibilities to survive. However, this seemingly insignificant but actually very important ghost was killed by Yang Jian early. There was no risk of recovery, and the only thing he had to worry about was
It is absolutely impossible to let the headless ghost wake up from the dead state.
Otherwise he will face an extremely bad situation.
The way to prevent the headless ghost from waking up from death is very simple, that is, Yang Jian's body must stay healthy.
Once it begins to rot, stink, and develop body spots as before, the ghost's instinct will appear and replace its own body without authorization.
"Tomorrow, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful." Yang Jian looked at the brightly lit city outside the window and couldn't help but whisper.