As the gunfire rang out, Wu Yue fell down as expected. Sun Lihong was already sitting on the ground. Looking at Wu Yue with a bloody hole on his head, she couldn't believe that Wu Yue died like this.
"Yang Jian!"
Hearing the shouts from behind, Yang Jian turned his head and saw three people walking this way. Behind them was a group of special armed forces with live ammunition. The leader was a scientific researcher in a white coat, who had just been there.
He spoke.
Looking at the three people walking over, Yang Jian had no expression on his face and put away his gun as if nothing had happened.
It was Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun, and Zhao Jianguo who came. At this time, Wang Xiaoming looked at Wu Yue's body on the ground and turned to look at Li Jun:
"What's going on? You weren't saved?"
Li Jun shook his head, his eyes kept fixed on Lin Qian, who was sitting on the ghost coffin not far away, and saw Lin Qian looking at them with a smile:
"Professor Wang, my ghost realm was disturbed and I couldn't save it."
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming shrank his eyes and looked at Lin Qian not far away. He saw the ghost coffin under Lin Qian's butt at a glance, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
"Who are you?"
Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming and the others and asked:
"Hello Yang Jian, my name is Zhao Jianguo. The people I talked to on the phone are Professor Wang Xiaoming and this is Colonel Li Jun."
Hearing the name Zhao Jianguo, Yang Jian suddenly realized:
"It turns out to be Captain Zhao. I'm glad to meet you. I wonder why Captain Zhao came here this time?"
Zhao Jianguo looked at the outstretched right hand and found that Yang Jian had no intention of shaking hands with him. He took it back with some embarrassment. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Wang Xiaoming:
"Yang Jian, you shouldn't kill Wu Yue."
"Oh~ why? You won't kill if you say you won't?"
Wang Xiaoming pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said calmly, as if he had not seen Wu Yue's body:
"I had people delete the files. Wu Yue was just doing business for the company. In principle, he was not wrong, so you shouldn't kill him."
When Yang Jian heard this, he couldn't help but frowned. Looking at the professor named Wang Xiaoming, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Lin Qian's shout behind him:
"Yang Jian, don't hang around. Come over here. They are the people we are waiting for. Come over here and talk."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian took a deep look at Wang Xiaoming, said nothing, turned around and walked towards Lin Qian's position.
He came to Lin Qian's side and found a chair. He was about to sit next to Lin Qian, but after looking at the ghost coffin under Lin Qian's butt, he consciously moved a little further away.
Wang Xiaoming and the others also followed. From the beginning, Li Jun's eyes never left Lin Qian for even a second. Li Jun knew very well what kind of role this young man was. Just two days ago, they took a photo with a satellite.
This person is probably related to an S-class supernatural incident.
When he came to the table, Zhao Jianguo consciously stayed away from Lin Qian, no, I should say stay away from the ghost coffin, except for Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun.
As soon as Wang Xiaoming arrived in front of the ghost coffin, he began to look up and down carefully. Li Jun followed behind him, completely ignoring Lin Qian sitting on the ghost coffin:
"Move your butt and let me see the whole ghost coffin."
Wang Xiaoming's voice was very calm, but what he said left Lin Qian speechless. He knocked on the ghost coffin:
"Professor Wang, don't worry about studying this thing right now. Let's talk about the price first. Once we've negotiated, you can study it as you like."
After hearing this, Wang Xiaoming stopped studying the ghost coffin, left the ghost coffin, and found a chair to sit down on.
Seeing that everyone was seated, Lin Qian cleared her throat:
"Well, now that we are all seated, we will start today's transaction. First of all, you have to solve Yang Jian's problem first. After all, this is your company's problem. When this problem is solved, we will come
Talking about this ghost coffin, Professor Wang? What do you think?"
After hearing Lin Qian's opening remarks, Wang Xiaoming nodded in agreement:
"Okay, I asked people to conceal the file, and I will be responsible for it. Do you have any questions?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian was very calm:
"Since you are willing to take responsibility, it's easy to explain. Why do you give me an incomplete file?"
"For the sake of the country, for the nation, and for the sake of solving the supernatural incidents that have occurred in the country once and for all."
Wang Xiaoming's voice was calm, but his face was serious:
"Do you know how many people die every day in China due to paranormal incidents? How many new paranormal files are added every day? Through big data analysis, it can be seen that the number of domestic paranormal incidents is still increasing, and it will soon reach a point where it cannot be concealed
, to the extent that it cannot be suppressed!”
"The disaster is already on the verge of breaking out. If we don't find a way to reverse the situation as soon as possible...the consequences can be imagined."
"In the face of national justice and the survival of the country, personal sacrifice is insignificant. As long as the sacrifice is worthwhile, it is enough. Maybe many ghost masters died in this incident, but in my opinion, their deaths are
In exchange for the confidentiality of the information and the recovery of the ghost coffin...this is well worth it."
After saying that, Wang Xiaoming also glanced at the ghost coffin under Lin Qian's butt. The more he looked at it, the more angry he became. Finally, Wang Xiaoming looked at Lin Qian:
"Can you get off the ghost coffin first? Aren't there extra chairs?"
Lin Qian was speechless. Are all these scientific researchers practicing virtue?
"Okay, Professor Bruce Pi, don't worry about me breaking this thing, this is a ghost coffin."
Hearing Lin Qian's words, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed instantly:
"Bruce Pi? The Bruce Pi who wrote that supernatural beings don't work on gold?"
"Otherwise, Yang Jian, please use your brain. Look at the way Professor Wang is traveling. He follows a ghost controller with a ghost domain anytime and anywhere, and Captain Zhao Jianguo is beside him. Are you thinking about our textbooks?
Yes, don't you think the name Wang Xiaoming sounds familiar to you?"
Yang Jian suddenly felt a little embarrassed:
"Lin Qian, do you think I am so good at studying as you?"
"Well, that's right. With your outstanding grades, I think highly of you."
Zhao Jianguo, who was sitting opposite, couldn't stand it. Seeing the two people getting further and further away from each other, they even started talking about school time, and he couldn't help coughing twice:
"Cough, cough, um, we are talking about the file now."
After hearing Zhao Jianguo's reminder, Yang Jian came back to his senses and looked at Wang Xiaoming:
"I understand what you just said. Do you think it's not you who died, so you can say this?"
Wang Xiaoming ignored Yang Jian and looked at Lin Qian like this:
"Your name is Lin Qian, right? I have a photo here, do you want to see it?"
When Lin Qian heard this, he immediately laughed and narrowed his eyes:
"Professor Wang, I advise you not to take it out. I can't see it now. If you must take it out, I can't help you. But I have to advise you, you will die if you do this."
As soon as Lin Qian said these words, Li Jun, who was standing next to Wang Xiaoming, suddenly turned gloomy:
"Lin Qian, Professor Wang is a national treasure-level scientific researcher. If you want to commit murder, I will kill you here as soon as possible."
Lin Qian smiled and waved his hand and said:
"Captain Li, you misunderstood. I wasn't the one who wanted to do it. How could I do it? I am a good law-abiding citizen. You must have misunderstood."
Even though he said this, no one present believed it, including Yang Jian.