Mysterious recovery

"So, I think Zhang Hui was just in a state of suspicion at the time. He suspected that something was wrong with his surroundings, but he didn't have enough evidence. In addition, the ghost incident made him in a bad state of mind, so he couldn't wait. I want to leave the Ping An Hotel."

At this moment, Yang Jian's head is constantly thinking, and he connects all the information together to make a reasonable guess.

This speculation is very necessary.

Because ghost masters involved in supernatural events have limited access to information, they must make bold and reasonable speculations. Otherwise, after you learn the truth, death has already found you, and the speed of information you want to survive You must be one step ahead of the ghost, so as to avoid being killed.

"After Zhang Hui left the Ping An Hotel, if there was a ghost, then the ghost also left with Zhang Hui. This ghost is very special. It can't be seen, touched, or even heard. Although Zhang Hui noticed it, it was too late. gone."

"The ghost finally killed him, and one thing that cannot be ignored is that the horror level of this ghost is not low. As a ghost master, Zhang Hui was killed without resistance or asking for help."

At this moment, Yang Jian roughly sorted out the cause of Zhang Hui's death.

But this ghost has killed Zhang Hui now, so who should be killed next?

Killing eligible ordinary people indiscriminately?

Or a certain kind of person?

It is impossible to deduce the information here, because the ghost just killed Zhang Hui, and the next victim has not yet appeared. Only when the second victim appears, the third victim can gradually grasp some rules.

"We need to pay attention to this matter, but let Chen Yi have a headache for now."

Yang Jian shook his head slightly: "The more serious situation now is the collision between ghost messengers and ghost paintings."

"The collision of two S-level supernatural events might cause serious problems, and the headquarters is not absolutely sure. Compared with this, this kind of supernatural event that only kills one person for several days can be ignored for the time being."

Inside the car, Wan Delu saw Yang Jian lowering his head in thought and didn't dare to disturb him, but his heart was already cold.

Because just now he heard some terrible news from the person in charge named Chen Yi, someone was killed by a ghost?

Oh my god, this is City J, isn't it safe even here?

Yang Jian's previous reminder was correct, he really had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Just now, Wan Delu was still considering whether to move the headquarters there completely, or it would be better to set up a branch in Dachang City, anyway, it’s always good to keep an extra mind, but now, he has no other ideas up.

move!

Not only has the headquarters been moved, but some of the company's assets have to be disposed of as soon as possible. Now it's not about how to make money, but about how to save their lives.

Anyway, for Wan Delu, money is inexhaustible, and life is the most important thing.

At this moment, Wan Delu felt very lucky. He was lucky to meet such a big man like Yang Jian. As long as he hugged this thigh tightly, he would be somewhat secure in the future.

No wonder the nickname is Leg Brother.

It is worthy of the name.

"By the way, has the Luo Yong you mentioned earlier arrived at the hotel?" Yang Jian suddenly raised his head at this moment and said.

Wan Delu hurriedly said; "It's already here, waiting for us."

"Don't worry about what happened just now, let's go eat." Yang Jian said.

"Is there anything wrong?" Wan Delu asked cautiously, "Someone died just now..."

Yang Jiandao: "Didn't you see that someone is already dealing with it? There will be nothing wrong for the time being, but this kind of thing is uncertain. Every city has a little bit of this kind of thing. If you are really unlucky and encounter it, you can only ask for luck gone."

"Do people occasionally die in Dachang City now?" Wan Delu asked.

"Not at the moment. In the future, if I say no, I guess it's bragging. This kind of thing is too random and almost uncontrollable. As long as someone in charge handles it as soon as possible." Yang Jian said.

"That's, that's, it's much safer if someone handles it." Wan Delu echoed.

The vehicle drove through the blocked road section, and because there were no traffic jams or detours, it soon stopped in front of a high-end private club.

Wan Delu invites Yang Jian to eat, of course it is impossible to go to a hotel, restaurant and other places, of course he must prepare a high-end place, and he has worked hard for this meal, not only invited the best chef , and also spent a lot of money to airlift some high-end ingredients, because I can't grasp Yang Jian's taste, so I have prepared various cuisines.

He felt that it was necessary to make a good impression, even if it wasn't for hugging his thighs, he still had to thank what happened at the airport last time.

Wan Delu knew very well that if Yang Jian hadn't saved himself when he was at the airport last time, he would probably have been locked up by now. After all, the haunted thing was related to him, and people died on the plane .

However, if it is a small matter, the company may go bankrupt because of this, such as the stock price plummeting, forced delisting, bankruptcy and liquidation... He can even imagine how miserable it is.

So a meal is nothing compared to that.

soon.

Wan Delu took Yang Jian and the accompanying beauty into this private club.

As soon as they walked in, they saw a man in his fifties, dressed very plainly, slightly black and thin, who looked like a construction site worker and wanted to leave impatiently.

"I said that I can go back after only half a day. I have been waiting for almost a day. No, I have to go. Don't stop me. I think you must be liars. I won't stay here."

Two bodyguards stopped him: "Luo Yong, our boss is on his way, and now there is a traffic jam on the road, so please wait a little longer, and as you promised before, we have already paid you 5 yuan for the business trip , you suddenly want to leave at this time, I have no way to explain to our boss."

"You must be liars. There is no such good thing in this world. You must give me some sweetness first, and then you will all lie back. No, I have to go." The man named Luo Yong quarreled.

"Is he the Luo Yong you invited?" Yang Jian asked seeing this.

"Yeah, I finally invited him from there, and he was willing to come over after paying the money, saying that he couldn't delay his work." Wan Delu smiled bitterly: "Let me tell you a joke, brother leg, I will deal with this matter, you Wait a moment."

After speaking, he rushed over in a hurry, ready to appease this Luo Yong.

Yang Jian didn't speak, he just looked at it, but when he saw Luo Yong's appearance, his eyes shrank suddenly, and a little bit of surprise appeared on his face.

How can it be?

In an instant, there was a storm in his heart.

Yang Jian didn't recognize this man named Luo Yong before, but he saw it for the first time today, and Luo Yong himself has no problems, walking on the street, he looks like a serious construction site worker, his face is full of wrinkles, Slightly dark and thin, neither earth-shatteringly handsome nor embarrassingly ugly, just a very ordinary appearance.

However, it was this ordinary appearance that made Yang Jian feel an inexplicable chill and shock.

He looks like that ghost.

The old man code-named ghost knocking on the door.

If Yang Jian took out the photo of the knocker and compared it with this Luo Yong, he would find that the two people were not exactly the same, at least six or seven points were the same.

Of course, there are of course many people with the same appearance in the world, and there are still celebrities who bump into each other.

But this Luo Yong can't look like anyone, but he looks like a ghost.

Yang Jian felt that a terrible truth was being confirmed.

Chapter 511

Luo Yong's appearance really startled Yang Jian.

This kind of fear is incomprehensible to others, because it involves a truth, a terrible truth. If Yang Jian continues to pursue this clue, it is possible to unearth the secret of the ghost's recovery, and even find a solution to the supernatural event. Methods.

In the period when everyone is ignorantly exploring the supernatural, the acquisition of this kind of information may change everything currently.

However, Luo Yong didn't seem to understand these things. He was still clamoring to leave the clubhouse and go back to his hometown by car, fearing that Wandelu and the others were liars and wanted to harm him.

Of course, this kind of thinking is very normal.

After all, anyone who falls into the pie in the sky will have to doubt himself, especially the good thing that you can get tens of thousands of dollars for a trip to J City is unprecedented.

After Wan Delu walked over, he quickly explained the situation. Of course, it was useless to rely on lip service. He added another 5 yuan to stabilize Luo Yong's mood, and he still paid in public.

"Just stay for another two hours. After two hours, you can leave if you want. We will never stop you. Don't worry, we are definitely not plotting against you. Someone wants to consult you about your old house. It will be over soon, and it will have no effect on you."

After some persuasion, Wan Delu asked the bodyguard to take Luo Yong to the lounge to rest, and he said he would go there later.

Yang Jian didn't rush up to ask immediately. This Luo Yong is just an ordinary person. He can ask about the situation at any time. If he is unwilling to cooperate, he can also ask the people at the headquarters to investigate, but it will cost a little It's just time and effort.

If you can spend some money and solve this matter privately, that would be the best.

"He looks so similar to the ghost knocking on the door. There is an old house in his hometown... The old house is undoubtedly from the same period as the old house in Dachang City. It is suspected that it was left by the ghost master 100 years ago. This Luo In all likelihood, Yong is the descendant of the ghost master." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "So Wang Xiaoming's conjecture is correct?"

"The real identity of the door knocker is the product of the recovery of the ghost master Li Gui 100 years ago. If this is the case, the time is not right."

Assuming this is true, another doubt arises.

The time is not right.

The door-knocker incident happened half a year ago. The first time it appeared in a ghost story on that forum, and then the forum was used as the source, the curse spread, and the door-knocker was truly active and became a code name. The A-level supernatural event of the ghost knocking on the door also became Yang Jian's nightmare back then.

But the knocker did not appear half a year ago, which is enough to prove that the knocker hadn't recovered at that time.

Where was this thing before it recovered?Is it a living ghost master?

There are too many mysteries to unravel.

Yang Jian didn't have enough information to analyze it at all. He shook his head slightly and put away his scattered thoughts.

"Brother Legs, Luo Yong's matter has been settled. It's not too late to talk about some things after dinner. Now that the dishes are ready, we will start eating. You have to try some of today's dishes. Guaranteed to satisfy you." Wan Delu walked back at this moment and said with a smile.

A group of people came to an elegant box table.

A table is full of various dishes, some of which are chic and smoky, and there are not many things, but you look like you can’t afford it.

"Mr. Wan, you're here." Two or three men in suits in the box stood up hastily, with a few flattering smiles.

Wan Delu smiled and said: "Brother Leg, this is the manager of my branch. He is the one who handles the antique business this time. If you have any questions, just ask him."

"Hello, Mr. Yang, please take care of me in the future." The manager said with a smile.

Yang Jian nodded and said: "If you have something to say, let's eat first. I think you will be hungry after waiting for me. I don't pay much attention to it. You can be more casual."

He doesn't know much about socializing, after all, he was still in the school city before, so he didn't have much contact with this aspect.

However, based on the principle of not hitting people with smiling faces, whether these people are flattering, flattering, or hypocritical, as long as they don't intentionally provoke him, Yang Jian is generally more polite.

"Come on, come on, let's all sit down and eat. By the way, have you brought my bottle of good wine? Open it quickly." Wan Delu said enthusiastically.

"Mr. Wan, counting the time to sober up, it's just right." The manager smiled and took out a bottle of old red wine.

Wan Delu said somewhat complacently: "Brother Leg, you must be interested in this wine. The famous Eighty-two Lafite, those on the market are all fake, but mine is real. I got it from others."

Although in the eyes of people who know wine, this wine is not the best, but it can't stand the fame.

There are a few people who are entertaining guests who know wine, and what they drink is fame. As for the taste, it is estimated that if you take a bottle of 100 yuan red wine and pour it into another bottle, you may not be able to taste it.

"I don't drink alcohol, just drink fruit juice." Yang Jian smiled slightly, rejecting Wan Delu's kindness.

He doesn't drink because he doesn't know how to drink, nor because he doesn't dare to drink, but because he is afraid of getting drunk.

When the ghost master is drunk, God knows if he will use the ghost's ability indiscriminately. Although Yang Jian has never tried it, people like them must not lose control of their bodies.

"It's okay, there is also juice, all freshly squeezed, but if you are interested in this wine, you can have a taste, or you can put it anywhere if you don't want to drink it. Come, pour it for brother Leg." Wan Delu gestured to the accompanying beauty .

The beauty hurriedly acted as a waiter, pouring wine and juice for Yang Jian, smiling all over her face.

This service attitude is estimated to be unmatched by anyone.

Yang Jian didn't enjoy the flattering and ingratiating atmosphere at the wine table. Instead, he felt an inexplicable uneasiness, which made him feel preoccupied.

The source of anxiety still comes from Narayong.

Is it the apprehension before knowing the truth?Or, the fear in my heart continues to dig for a period of time... After all, the truth may not bring hope, but despair, despair like an abyss without a single ray of light.

If he knew the truth of despair in advance, Yang Jian didn't know how to face the next thing.

Picking up the glass of juice was trembling slightly.

This is not brought about by fear, but an inexplicable trembling.

"He's afraid..." The beauty at the side sensed Yang Jian's subtle movement, and felt inexplicably terrified.

Because she was sitting next to Yang Jian, she has been observing this man from the car until now, whether she was chatting with Mr. Wan, or confronting that mysterious man named Chen Yi, even when talking about supernatural events related to human life. They are all full of confidence, and can even be said to be very strong.

But now, this person is afraid?

Conversely, what is the thing that even people of this level are afraid of?

This beauty can't imagine, because it has exceeded the limit of what she can guess. All she can do is to try her best to play her role on the wine table.

"Beauty, what are you thinking? The juice has been spilled." Yang Jian glanced at her suddenly and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry." The beauty woke up with a start, and hurriedly cleared the table without looking up.

Chapter 512 Plan Confirmation

Yang Jian, Wan Delu and others were relatively harmonious at the wine table.

Although most of the time the managers of Wande Road, as well as the star-level beauties invited by the side, are flattering and flattering Yang Jian in different ways, they still occasionally ask for some key information.

Of course, this kind of questioning method is similar to cliché in Yang Jian's view.

It's just that the wine table culture is like this. Yang Jian doesn't mind revealing some news to them. After all, these news are irrelevant to people in the circle, but people outside the circle are still kept in the dark. That's all.