Inside Guangjiang Residential Area in Dachang City.
Yang Jian's room was pitch-dark. In one corner of the room, a patch of shadow seemed especially dense, lingering without dispersing or being driven away, as though something were secretly watching.
But he had long grown used to it.
Yet at that moment.
Beside the bed, a phone screen suddenly lit up, casting a faint glow.
All of a sudden.
Yang Jian, who had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them.
That slight change in the light alone had pulled him out of his resting state.
A new message was displayed on the phone screen.
It definitely was not spam.
Although Yang Jian's phone was only an ordinary smartphone, its number was encrypted and protected by Headquarters. It would not receive spam, lose its signal, or run out of credit. Apart from lacking the functions of Headquarters' satellite positioning phone, it was of the same rank.
Therefore, only someone who knew his number could send him a message.
He picked up the phone and looked at it.
The message was simple, containing only a few words: I'm in danger.
It was followed by a location.
"It's a plea for help from Miao Xiaoshan." Yang Jian remained expressionless, seemingly without the slightest emotional fluctuation, but his Ghost Eye suddenly opened.
The Ghost Eye looked toward Headquarters.
A scarlet light spread outward at an unimaginable speed.
The next moment, Yang Jian vanished silently from the room.
Elsewhere.
Without the protection of the ghost candle.
Miao Xiaoshan, Liu Zi, and Sun Yujia were now completely ordinary people with no power to resist. Once targeted by a ghost, death was inevitable.
Most importantly, they had been left at the very back. Everyone else had already gone downstairs.
In other words, they had