"Something wasn't right."
Yang Jian drove along the road, constantly thinking about his earlier conversation with Zhao Lei.
On the surface, Zhao Lei had seemed completely hostile, intent on taking revenge against him. But was that really the case?
Zhao Lei had merely appeared before him deliberately, left a few words behind, and departed after making initial contact. He had shown no intention of actually dealing with him. And his final words—"We'll meet again. The time isn't right yet."—were also questionable.
If Zhao Lei truly believed Yang Jian had caused the deaths of his entire family and wanted to vent his resentment on him, there was no need for him to appear before him directly.
And Yang Jian could not be sure whether Zhao Lei had already been completely controlled by the ghost after encountering it.
Or perhaps Zhao Lei had also managed to tame part of it, which was why he had become the ghost's vessel.
There was one crucial detail in the information: the place where I used to live. Zhao Lei had encountered trouble there before. Yang Jian thought.
He then contacted Liu Xiaoyu again. "Help me investigate the Zhao family's status again. Did they go missing, or did they survive? If they went missing, how many disappeared? If they survived, who survived? I need exact information."
"Alright, but Dachang City is carrying out rescue operations right now. Many departments are temporarily unable to work, so this will take some time," Liu Xiaoyu said.
Yang Jian said, "As long as there's a result. Try to confirm it as quickly as possible."
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it," Liu Xiaoyu said in a very earnest tone.
It felt as though, after the Dachang City incident ended, this operator's attitude had changed greatly. She was especially friendly now,