I Won't Listen

Wu Yue remained calm, his confidence stemming from a clear assessment of the current situation.

The company's power, its background, the importance of the laboratory, and the method to control the resurrection of the vengeful spirit.

All of this came together.

This gave him a rather important position despite being an ordinary person.

Therefore, even when facing Yang Jian, who was Ghost Tamer, he was not afraid.

His fear of ghosts still made him somewhat uneasy, but he believed that as long as Yang Jian had any sense left, he wouldn't do anything to him.

These Ghost Tamer are still counting on the company to help them survive.

"Yang Jian, I have some information about you, and I have a general understanding of your family background and upbringing."

Upon seeing Yang Jian's somewhat unstable mental state, Wu Yue immediately spoke up.

"As a single-parent family, your living conditions are not good; on the contrary, they are very difficult. After accidentally experiencing the Ghost Knocking the door at the university, you became Ghost Tamer. For you, getting ahead and making money and showing off are what you should pursue. Maybe I'm describing it in a vulgar way, but it's very realistic, and I don't dislike this kind of ordinary person's pursuit."

"And now, if you continue to cooperate with me, you'll have all of this very soon."

After Wu Yue finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked, "Manager Sun, what was the price you paid Mr. Yang for the imprisoned vengeful ghost?"

"Market price, one hundred million," Sun Lihong said.

Wu Yue nodded and said, "I understand."

He then looked at Yang Jian; "I know you took a lot of risk solving this paranormal case, but I really don't know anything about the files. They involve highly confidential information. I'm just a company boss; I don't have the qualifications to access paranormal case files at all. So you must have misunderstood something."

"However, it's alright. Our company has always valued harmony. How about this: we're willing to buy the vengeful ghost you're holding today at a 50% premium, which is 150 million. What do you think?"

He didn't try to force Yang Jian to back down by using the method of controlling the resurrected ghost.

Instead, they used a gentler yet more direct approach, using benefits to keep him in check.

Ghosts cannot be bribed with money, but people can.

Seeing that Yang Jian remained silent, Zhang Han advised again, "Yang Jian, although I don't know what the file you mentioned has to do with this matter, I hope you can hold back and not act impulsively. Let's talk about it after today. People like us don't live long. If you want to find out something, you can wait until we extend the time for the vengeful spirits to resurrect before investigating."

What do you think?

Yang Jian acted as if he hadn't heard, looking at Wu Yue with a strange gaze, and said, "I'll ask you one more time, what's the truth about the files? Don't try to change the subject. In my opinion, a deal is a deal, and files are files; they're two separate things. This deal was done after I resolved the supernatural incident for you."

"I've fulfilled my agreement, and your company is now paying my compensation. But your company must give me an explanation regarding the personnel file."

"There's no why, and no reason needed. Someone just did something wrong and has to take responsibility for it. That's all."

He must find out why the deletion of the files is related to this mysterious company.

Because of this incomplete file, Yang Jian almost died.

If the files at the Ghost Tamer Headquarters mentioned that Feng Quan was still alive, or the existence of the Ghost Coffin, then Yang Jian wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble; the matter would have been resolved long ago.

Therefore, someone must be held accountable for this.

It's either the company's CEO or someone from Headquarters.

Otherwise, if this situation were to occur again, Yang Jian wouldn't believe he'd be so lucky again.

Seeing Yang Jian's persistence, Wu Yue felt somewhat helpless. He said, "You really shouldn't be so fixated on this. In this world, many things aren't about right or wrong, but about the magnitude of the benefit. Concealing the information in the files is worthwhile because there are greater interests at stake."

"Our company issued this mission just to give it a try. In fact, we weren't very optimistic at first. The five of you from the Xiaoqiang Club, plus you, Yang Jian, make a total of six people. Entering with a lack of information, our company has made an assessment. The chance of all of you surviving is less than one percent, and the chance of resolving this incident is less than ten percent."

"But you still survived, and those who survived will get everything you want. That's the most important thing, isn't it?"

"That makes a lot of sense, but what I dislike most is being told what to do."

Yang Jian's face turned cold. He pulled out a pistol from somewhere and immediately pressed it against Wu Yue's head.

"Um?"

Wu Yue thought his words would calm Yang Jian.

But when he saw the man pull out a pistol and point it at his head, he froze for a moment.

But the cold metallic touch on his forehead told him that Yang Jian had really pulled out a gun on him.

"This madman is completely unreasonable."

Instantly, cold sweat poured down his face, and fear was evident on his face.

After all that he said, didn't Yang Jian listen at all?

What good would killing yourself do? It would only bring you a lifetime of trouble, and you'd also lose the hard-earned method to control the resurrected vengeful spirit.

Anyone with a sound mind wouldn't do that.

"Calm down, Yang Jian."

Wu Yue raised his hands, standing rooted to the spot, and hurriedly shouted, "If you really kill me, this will be a serious matter!"

"Calm down? I can only calm down after I kill you. If no one is willing to take responsibility for this, then you will. Otherwise, similar incidents will continue to happen. If you die, no one will dare to give me a fake file when encountering paranormal events in the future, because next time, they will know the consequences of giving me a fake file."

Yang Jian said coldly.

Upon hearing this...

Wu Yue felt a chill run down his spine, realizing Yang Jian's plan. This kid wanted to make an example of someone.

Yang Jian had no idea who was behind this.

There's no need to know.

He just needs to let others know that anyone who crosses him will die.

Wu Yue was merely a scapegoat that Yang Jian randomly found, and this scapegoat's status should be quite high.

"Click, click-click~!"

The sound of the pistol's safety disengaging traveled clearly to Wu Yue's ears through the contact between his forehead and the muzzle of the gun.

Fear seemed to seep from my very soul, permeating my entire body.

"No, no, don't listen to me, this matter..." Wu Yue, sweating profusely, tried to explain again.

I won't listen.

"Bang!"

The next moment, a gunshot rang out.