The conference room on the top floor of Ping An Building.
Jiang Shangbai, who had been sitting here in the meeting without leaving, his cell phone rang.
Jiang Shangbai took out his cell phone and looked at it, feeling a little hesitant.
"Is this a call from the headquarters? If so, it should be an investigation. It seems that Mr. Fang succeeded. Yang Jian is probably... dead." Someone sneered.
Some people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Jian's death means that many people in the circle of friends can sit back and relax, and do not have to disappear and die like Zhang Jian, Mr. Fei, and He Tianxiong.
"How should I answer this call?" Jiang Shangbai fell silent.
When Yang Jian died, he did not seem very happy, but felt that the matter was serious.
It was not wrong for Yang Jian to take action against the circle of friends before, but what happened after killing Yang Jian? The trouble has not diminished, and it is estimated that the circle of friends will face the tactics of the headquarters next.
"Just tell Cao Yanhua that we killed Yang Jian. This is the reply from our circle of friends."
At this time, the elevator opened, and Fang Shiming appeared in front of everyone. His face was not very good at the moment, and cold sweat was still on his forehead. It seemed that he had just experienced a very dangerous thing, but his expression remained calm.
"Mr. Fang, maybe we can work it out. We don't need to admit it so quickly. It's better to delay it for a while." Someone suggested.
Fang Shiming said: "Do you think this news can be hidden?"
He glanced at everyone. Except for Jiang Shangbai, there may not be anyone from the headquarters here. He can clearly know every move of the headquarters, and the headquarters also knows most of the intelligence information in the circle of friends.
They knew each other well, so it was impossible to completely conceal such a big matter.
Instead of being submissive, it is better to admit it directly and face it forcefully.
It is absolutely stupid to show weakness at this time.
"Jiang Shangbai, you can say whatever you want. If Cao Yanhua dares to take any action, tell him that I can kill Yang Jian, Li Jun, Cao Yang, and all the captains under him.
His headquarters has become an empty shell. If he knew the current affairs, today's events would be treated as if they never happened."
"The circle of friends is still the same circle of friends as before. We will also help you with this ghost painting incident. By the way, we will help Yang Jian collect the corpse."
Fang Shiming did not insist on being tough, he gave Cao Yanhua some steps to step down.
"Mr. Fang, isn't it inappropriate to say this out loud?" Some people's eyelids jumped, feeling that this was adding fuel to the fire.
Fang Shiming smiled coldly: "Who is Cao Yanhua? He is just an ordinary politician. What else can such people do besides compromise? They are all looking forward and backward. They have to take the overall situation into consideration, are afraid that the situation will get out of control, and do not want to expand losses. They are dead.
How many other captains can he be willing to add to Yang Jian?"
"Even if he has the courage, there are ministers above him, and there are people above the ministers...it is not his turn to make the decision."
"Do you know why I don't join the headquarters and would rather stay in the circle of friends and be a company CEO? It's because I have seen through this. In my opinion, Yang Jian's time is a free gift. But the team members around him should pay attention.
In case they suddenly take revenge, they are just a few inconspicuous people and cannot accomplish anything big."
"Jiang Shangbai, my words are clear enough now."
"You are the boss. If you decide, then I have nothing to say." Jiang Shangbai shook his head slightly, and he answered the phone and connected with the person at the headquarters.
After a while the phone hung up.
Communication ends.
The communications room at the headquarters.
Cao Yanhua lowered his voice and asked, "What did Jiang Shangbai say?"
The manager who made the call had an ugly face. He found the phone: "I admit it. WeChat Moments said they killed Yang Jian. This is your explanation to the deputy minister. If the deputy minister wants to take action on WeChat Moments,
, they are accompanying us and don’t mind killing a few more of our captains, leaving us with no one available.”
"And they also said that as long as we treat today's incident as if it never happened, they will help us deal with the ghost painting incident and collect Yang Jian's body."
Before Hua finished speaking, Cao Yanhua's eyes were red with anger, and he kicked Liu Xiaoyu's work chair away: "These dogs are simply bullying people too much. Give me an order and let everyone take matters into their own hands."
Let’s put it aside for a while, even if it’s a ghost painting incident, we won’t deal with it for a while. I’ll give them half a day to delete their friends.”
"All industries related to the circle of friends are blocked, and all the people involved will be arrested. If they resist, they will be killed directly."
"Let Mr. Qin go to Ping'an Building and bring over the murderer who killed Yang Jian."
This kind of replying attitude ignited Cao Yanhua's anger. He couldn't even wait for one night and was about to start dealing with this circle of friends.
"Calm down, Deputy Minister. If you do this at this time, the situation will be completely out of control. If the mermaids in the circle of friends are killed, we may really have to kill a few more captains. The overall situation is more important." Someone's face changed drastically, and he immediately
Start to persuade.
"Yang Jian is already dead. We cannot add more ghost masters for a dead person. This kind of retaliatory action is wrong."
"The top priority is the ghost painting incident and the issue of the ghost's resurgence after Yang Jian's death. The circle of friends needs to deal with it, but not now."
Most people disagree with Cao Yanhua's order.
"How are the rules set? Do you need me to tell you again? Yang Jian is a person in charge. Someone in the circle of friends killed one of our people in charge. Under such circumstances, we must not let him go." Cao Yanhua
He yelled: "Calm down, if you don't deal with the circle of friends, we will be finished."
"This matter is too serious. We need to notify the minister. Moreover, deputy minister, you are too emotional now. Under such circumstances, we can refuse your order. I will write a report afterwards." Still no one agreed with him.
kind of behavior.
Shen Liang remained silent. He squinted his eyes slightly and understood clearly the reason for this scene.
It's just that I don't want Yang Jian's death to affect other people.
Everyone wants to cut their losses.
And at the door.
Liu Xiaoyu, whose eyes were red from crying, was stunned for a moment when she saw the quarrel inside.
It seems that Yang Jian's death is no longer so important.
at the same time
On a street covered in red light, a headless corpse lay quietly on the cold ground. A head cut in half by something lay near the corpse, and the blood was cut from there.
The blood continued to flow from his neck, soaking everything around him in a pool of blood.
As time passed, less and less blood flowed from the corpse, and the pool of blood around it gradually solidified, leaving only coldness and death.
No one dared to get close to the body.
Passers-by just stayed away in fear when they found out, and a few picked up the phone to report the crime.
But they would not notice that the corpse was still holding an old wooden music box in its hands.
A corner of the music box was opened, and it was pitch black inside. Nothing could be seen. It just gave off an indescribable and ominous atmosphere, as if it was incompatible with this world and belonged to some old object that had been eliminated.
Ding, ding ding...
A crisp, ethereal sound is echoing around you, like a child with a good voice singing next to you. And when you listen to a single note of this voice, you will find it very pleasant and beautiful, but when these notes
When combined together to form a piece of music, it gives people an indescribable weirdness, hollowness, and makes people feel desperate and creepy.
The strange thing is that although the people around him stayed away in fear after discovering the body, no one heard the sound. Maybe the sound was too small and they didn't pay attention, or maybe the strange note was not beating for them.
But no matter what, the music coming out of the music box is real.
The only person listening was the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood.
Such a scene seems breathtaking and terrifying.
However, as time passed, the cold corpse was silent in the darkness, and the consciousness of a living person that should have disappeared gradually returned. It seemed that an undead was brought out of hell by the ringtone in the music box.
It's like being lured back.
No one noticed that on Yang Jian's head that was split in half, a pair of dead eyes with no sparkle gradually regained a little luster.
The lost consciousness is returning.
The heaviness, fatigue, coldness and other feelings before death began to dissipate.
Yang Jian's own thoughts and consciousness gradually awakened, and the vague music became clearer and clearer.
At this moment, Yang Jian was sure that he heard it.
He heard a piece of music from a music box echoing in his mind. This sound seemed to have some incredible ability to wake him up again from the sleep of death, just like a normal person being awakened by an alarm clock.
"I'm alive?"
I don't know how much time passed, but at a certain time, Yang Jian's consciousness completely recovered and he was able to think normally, and his thoughts were clearer and more thorough than ever before.
There was no pain, fatigue, coldness, hunger or other physical factors affecting him, and his mind was in the best state of his life.
He was more awake than ever.
However, this state is very unreasonable, because not only is Yang Jian's head separated from his body, but also split in two. In this case, consciousness cannot exist at all, and he should have been dead long ago.
But Yang Jian now understands very clearly that he is still alive.
Although his physical condition was no longer enough to support his survival, a terrible curse kept his consciousness alive.
"Did the curse of the music box keep me alive? It seems that the previous choice was correct. Although I admit that I was gambling, it seems that the gamble was right." Yang Jian thought very clearly.
I gave up the surrogate doll, gave up lighting the ghost candle, and risked my life on this music box.
This requires enough courage.
Because Yang Jian didn't understand this thing, he didn't know its true function and ability at all, and he had no idea.
But the result was relatively good, he was still alive and not killed.
"But the current situation seems to be very bad."
He found that although he was "alive", he could not see anything clearly in front of him. It was pitch black. His eyes seemed to be necrotic and he had lost the ability to see.
No more vision.
It seems like I can hear things next to my ears.
A strange ringtone formed a short piece of music, and it kept echoing, playing over and over again, and it seemed that it would never stop.
To be more precise, this sound does not sound like it is echoing around my ears, but like it appears directly in my mind.
Accompanying consciousness.
It's like a strange soundtrack inserted abruptly in the middle of a movie, which seems very abrupt.
"But now it seems that it is not the time for me to care about this problem. The previous weird attacks seem to have stopped. Now I should think about how to recover..." Yang Jian's clear thinking told himself that the crisis