"There's a colleague of Cheng Xiong's at the New District Case Handling Bureau in Xiaochun City who is particularly skilled at restoring this kind of handwriting. If Ghost Tamer Yang really can't wait, he can go to Xiaochun City and find him. The round trip should take about a day. If he waits for the man to come here, it'll probably take five or six days."
Zhang Hua gave Yang Jian a phone number, left behind a file containing information on Shangtong Technology, then got up and left.
"If anything else comes up, Ghost Tamer Yang can contact me at any time."
"Sorry to trouble you, Captain Zhang," Yang Jian said.
"It's only a small favor within my capabilities. When something big happens, we'll still need to trouble Ghost Tamer Yang," Zhang Hua said.
After seeing Captain Zhang and his group off, Yang Jian immediately instructed, "Sister Jiang, help me buy a plane ticket to Xiaochun City. I'm heading out."
"What plane ticket? Flights and high-speed rail have all been suspended. Traffic control is in effect, didn't you know? My mom wanted to come visit me, but she couldn't get a ticket for anything." Jiang Yan emerged with two dark circles under her eyes. She had spent the entire previous night helping Yang Jian piece together that pile of paper scraps and still had not finished.
"Right, that does seem to be the case. I nearly forgot," Yang Jian said.
Jiang Yan said, "Xiaochun City isn't far. You can get there in five or six hours by car, so drive there. Oh, right, your car broke down. Sister Zhang drove it out for repairs earlier, and it won't be back until tomorrow."
"..."
"Aren't you the big shot of Dachang City? Why not take a helicopter there?" Jiang Yan walked