"Hey, is Yang Jian here? I'm Liu Xiaoyu, please hear a word."
"Yang Jian, did you lose your satellite positioning phone? There's no sound at all from you. Why don't you say something?"
"Are you angry with the deputy minister?"
In his personal office, Liu Xiaoyu lay on the table and kept calling into the microphone, hoping to successfully connect with Yang Jian.
She was very sure that there was no problem with the communication this time. The communication status had been maintained from before to now, but there was no sound coming from the other side.
"This is the first time this has happened. Is there something wrong with Yang Jian?" Liu Xiaoyu called for a long time but no one answered, and he began to instinctively sense that something was wrong.
Her work experience told her that this was definitely not a simple matter of not answering the phone.
But in the face of no reply on the phone, it was not possible to keep calling like this. Liu Xiaoyu looked at the location and found that Yang Jian's mobile phone location had not moved from before to now. In addition, the place where it happened was also very different.
It's strange, because the place where the incident happened is not remote, it's on the street near Ping An Hotel.
"Yang Jian, if you don't reply, I will send someone to find you." Liu Xiaoyu asked tentatively again.
Still no one responded.
Although the possibility is unlikely, Liu Xiaoyu now really doubts whether Yang Jian threw the satellite positioning phone into a corner and then went to do something else by himself.
no way.
We can only speculate this way.
"Let's see what's going on first. If Yang Jian really loses his phone, he has to get it back immediately." Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to forcefully open the camera on the phone to take a look at the surrounding situation.
Following some operations.
Soon, Liu Xiaoyu forcibly turned on the camera on Yang Jian's satellite positioning phone to see what was going on around him.
But as soon as Liu Xiaoyu turned on the phone camera, she realized something was wrong.
The image on the screen was bright red, unlike the dim tone at night.
However, what was captured in the video is quite normal. It is on the side of a street. Judging from the perspective of the mobile phone, the current satellite positioning mobile phone should have been placed on the ground, and it fell casually.
There.
"Isn't it true that Yang Jian just threw him to the side of the road?"
Liu Xiaoyu immediately touched his head: "What on earth is this Yang Jian thinking? He also lost his mobile phone. Is he preparing to resign? God, you must not resign suddenly. If you resign, what will I do?
?Just being your operator is hard enough, I don't want to be someone else's operator."
"However, even if you really want to resign, you should tell me in advance. Do you just don't trust me that much?"
She thought with some resentment in her heart.
But complaints are complaints, and she still has to act in accordance with the regulations.
If the phone is lost, Liu Xiaoyu must recover it as soon as possible after determining the location of the phone, because there is a lot of intelligence information in this phone and cannot be leaked casually.
Liu Xiaoyu controlled the camera to rotate the angle of view slightly to determine the specific location around it.
But as soon as the angle of view turned, her expression suddenly changed, and an inexplicable panic and uneasiness gradually emerged from the bottom of her heart.
Liu Xiaoyu saw a person gradually appear in the perspective.
This man lay motionless on the cold ground, with blood flowing all around him, dyeing the ground next to his body red. Although he did not see the whole face of this man, judging from his figure and clothing, he looked similar to
Yang Jian... very similar.
"No, it can't be."
Liu Xiaoyu's eyes widened and her whole body was trembling slightly. She was extremely nervous and continued to move the camera's angle of view, trying to determine the real situation.
As the perspective moves upward again.
The corpse lying on the ground was gradually revealed. She saw a red ghost candle scattered next to the corpse, and saw the familiar clothes. She was sure that they were the clothes Yang Jian wore during the meeting during the day.
The perspective moves again.
next moment.
A headless corpse appeared in front of Liu Xiaoyu, and next to the headless corpse, Yang Jian's head lay there...
"ah!"
Liu Xiaoyu jumped up from her seat, her face turned pale instantly, and her body subconsciously stepped back, as if she wanted to stay away from the cruel scene on the screen, but she retreated to the wall behind her.
There was no way out, and the image of Yang Jian's head and body being separated was deeply reflected in his mind.
She covered her mouth and made a choking sound, tears bursting out of her eyes uncontrollably, and her whole body suffered a huge shock.
"Woo!"
Liu Xiaoyu bent over, crying and screaming, completely losing control of her emotions.
She herself didn't know why she was like this.
She only knew that Yang Jian was dead and she was about to collapse in pain.
In fact, it is not difficult to explain. In the almost half a year since she became Yang Jian's operator, all her life and work revolved around Yang Jian. During long phone calls, all she heard was Yang Jian's voice. There were some special moments.
We also maintained round-the-clock communication.
She even knew exactly what Yang Jian was doing with a woman for the first time.
Living like this for a long time made Liu Xiaoyu feel that she existed just for Yang Jian, and a very special feeling had already been formed between the two.
This is not love, but a spiritual support and something indispensable in life.
So the last time Yang Jian and Liu Xiaoyu were almost bullied by Gao Zhiqiang at the headquarters, he would kill that guy without any hesitation. Liu Xiaoyu also knew some of Yang Jian's bad tastes as an otaku and always wore his hair down every time they met.
She has twin ponytails and wears that kind of lolita outfit.
But today, everything fell apart.
Liu Xiaoyu even saw with her own eyes the tragic situation of Yang Jian, the body lying in a pool of blood, the head separated from the neck, and the two halves of the head split open.
This impact is too great.
Crying and screaming.
Liu Xiaoyu vented her broken emotions in her exclusive communication room. This state lasted for a while, until she regained some sense, and then she rushed out of the communication room while crying, heading towards the office of Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua.
Run away.
"An entire street near Ping An Hotel has disappeared? Is it a ghost painting incident?" At this moment, Cao Yanhua received a crucial phone call.
The voice on the other end of the phone was Li Jun: "I don't know. I'm here now. I can be sure that this is a ghost domain. The whole street should have been pulled into the ghost domain, but it doesn't look like a ghost painting incident.
, because the ghost realm of ghost paintings can’t make all the streets disappear, the situation here has completely affected reality..."
"Okay, I understand. We will temporarily seal off the surrounding area to determine the degree of danger. Report any situation at any time. If there is any danger, I will ask someone to support you immediately." Cao Yanhua's face darkened.
Could it be another supernatural event?
An entire street just disappeared out of thin air? This is no small thing.
"boom!"
However, at this moment, the door to his office was knocked open, and the loud sound made him slightly startled.
Putting down the phone in his hand, he saw Liu Xiaoyu standing at the door.
At this moment, Liu Xiaoyu was panting and crying, and her mood seemed very abnormal.
"Liu Xiaoyu, do you have anything to report?" a staff member next to him asked in surprise.
Liu Xiaoyu's red eyes looked at Cao Yanhua, her lips moved, and she said a piece of news that was difficult for her to say: "Yang, Yang Jian is dead."
Um?
Cao Yanhua was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't reacted yet. Then he saw Liu Xiaoyu like this, thought about her words, and began to realize the seriousness of the problem.
"What did you say?"
He suddenly stood up from the chair, his expression suddenly changed.
"Yang Jian is dead." Liu Xiaoyu said again. After saying that, she collapsed and squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.
Cao Yanhua looked at the phone next to him. Li Jun had previously reported that a street had disappeared and was involved in a ghost realm. If the ghost realm was not caused by the ghost painting incident, then it was most likely caused by Yang Jian.
Yes, because Yang Jian's codename is Guiyan, and he is a ghost controller with a ghost domain.
I looked at the time next to it again.
The time shows six fifteen.
This time happened to be not long after the last reply time in the circle of friends... and then I think of the suddenly disconnected phone call with Yang Jian.
Cao Yanhua understood everything immediately.
"Everyone, come with me." His face instantly turned ferocious and he shouted.
Then without saying a word, he rushed out of the office and rushed towards Liu Xiaoyu's communications room.
While on the road, Cao Yanhua's palms were trembling, and more than fear, there was an inexplicable anger.