Bruce Pi

"Yang Jian, stop!"

A desperate shout rang out.

The person who wanted to stop Yang Jian was Zhang Han. In his opinion, Yang Jian didn't want to live, but he still wanted to live.

I really don't want him to ruin this deal.

However, Zhang Han was powerless to stop Yang Jian. He simply didn't have the ability or means to do so. In his current state, he couldn't even use the power of a vengeful ghost. If he went up to pull him away, who knew if Yang Jian, that madman, would turn around and shoot him dead?

"Bang!"

But gunshots still rang out.

The sound echoed across the Tian Ye on both sides of the road.

Contrary to expectations, there was no head exploding or blood splattering.

The bullet pierced Wu Yue's forehead and landed on the road behind him, leaving a bullet hole.

"Um?"

Yang Jian frowned, and was about to fire again.

But a voice suddenly rang out. "Someone will be held responsible for this, but not Wu Yue, but me. I had the file deleted. Wu Yue was just doing his job for the company. In principle, he did nothing wrong."

Just then, a group of unusual people strode towards them from the direction of the RVs nearby.

The leader was a young man of about twenty-five years old with an average appearance, wearing a white coat, and accompanied by several security guards.

Upon seeing this, Wu Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Without some preparation, I really wouldn't feel comfortable dealing with Yang Jian. Now I'm sure I'm safe and sound.

"Yang Jian, you didn't expect this, did you?" He forced a smile, though his body was still trembling.

"To be able to save Wu Yue from such a distance... this must be the power of the Ghost Domain, right?" Yang Jian glanced at him, ignoring Wu Yue in front of him.

His gaze quickly settled on a middle-aged man in uniform who exuded an air of authority.

This man gave off a very dangerous vibe.

The Ghost Eye seemed to involuntarily want to open, as if it felt threatened and instinctively wanted to retaliate.

Ghost Tamer?

But it seems to be at a very high level of terror.

"It was Captain Li who asked me to rescue Wu Yue. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Xiaoming. You can call me Professor Wang, or just call me by my name."

A young man in a white lab coat, looking like a researcher, rushed over, talking as he went.

Wang Xiaoming?

I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before.

Yang Jian couldn't help but start to recall. It must have been in his junior high school textbook.

Etc.

This shouldn't be Xiaoming.

"What's your relationship with Wang Xiaoqiang from Xiaoqiang Club?" Yang Jian asked.

"That's my good-for-nothing younger brother."

Wang Xiaoming said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me. I will take responsibility for the whole thing. But before that, can you put the gun down?"

"It would be best if someone could take charge." Yang Jian put away his gun and glanced at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; he was almost exhausted.

"Please have a seat."

Wang Xiaoming pointed to the tables and chairs temporarily placed under the sunshade next to him.

"I hope you can give me an explanation for this."

Yang Jian threw the body bag he was holding onto the ground and then sat down.

Wang Xiaoming remained calm and pointed to the two people beside him, saying, "Of course, let me introduce you to these two people next to me, Mr. Yang. This is Zhao Jianguo, Captain Zhao, from the Ghost Tamer Headquarters, and this is Li Jun."

"Zhao Jianguo?" Yang Jian's expression changed slightly.

Who is Liu Xiaoyu's superior at the Ghost Tamer Headquarters?

We had only communicated by phone before; I never expected that this incident would actually bring Zhao Jianguo out in person.

Zhao Jianguo smiled and said, "As expected, heroes emerge from among the young. Yang Jian, this should be our first meeting. Liu Xiaoyu has been reporting on you to me quite a bit. I owe it all to your phone call, which gave me a legitimate reason to take paid leave."

That phone call was about Yang Jian threatening Headquarters.

"It would be best if Captain Zhao could come; otherwise, this matter will never be resolved," Yang Jian said, shaking his hand.

The man next to Li Jun, remained silent, but his gaze was fixed on Yang Jian.

This must be a high-ranking Ghost Tamer, used to protect the safety of this trip.

"It's getting late, so I'll get straight to the point. The task of handling paranormal events was assigned to you, and you should have been given a file—that's the rule, designed to improve the survival rate of every Ghost Tamer and help them better solve paranormal cases. While it's true that Wu Yue concealed information from your files this time, he was worried about leaks causing unnecessary trouble. I apologize for that," Wang Xiaoming said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian immediately narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Wu Yue beside him.

"He can withhold or conceal the company's files, but can he also conceal the files from Headquarters?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "Wu Yue doesn't have that authority, but I do. I had those files deleted."

"Why did you do this?" Yang Jian's face turned cold.

"In order to resolve the paranormal incidents occurring in the country once and for all."

Wang Xiaoming said seriously, "Do you know how many new paranormal cases are added every day? Big data analysis shows that the number of paranormal events in China is still increasing, and it will soon reach a point where it can no longer be concealed or suppressed."

"The disaster is showing signs of fully erupting, and if we don't find a way to reverse the situation as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"In peacetime, individual sacrifices are insignificant, as long as they are worthwhile. Perhaps many Ghost Tamer died in this incident, but in my opinion, their deaths ensured the confidentiality of information and the retrieval of the ghost coffin, which was well worth it."

After saying that, he glanced at the coffin on the sports car not far away.

Once the ghost coffin leaves Huanggang Village, it's fine.

"You talk a good game, but you're not the one who sacrificed your feelings. Just because of what you said earlier, I can't help but want to kill you right now," Yang Jian said with a somewhat ferocious expression.

After he finished speaking, a scarlet Ghost Eye opened on his forehead.

A faint red light emanated from it, with a tendency to spread outwards.

Li Jun, standing to the side, spoke with a stern and wary air, "Professor Wang's value far exceeds yours. If you intend to harm Professor Wang, I will personally kill you right here. Even if you are a talented individual, it would be a waste to kill you."

"You were able to protect Wu Yue just now because I didn't use my ghostly abilities. That doesn't mean you can actually protect them," Yang Jian.

"You can give it a try," Li Jun said.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Zhao Jianguo quickly tried to smooth things over with a smile, "What are you all doing? We're all family here. If we start fighting here, it'll become a laughing stock overseas. What time is it now? The most important thing is to unite, help each other, and solve this paranormal event together. What's the point of fighting amongst ourselves?"

"Yang Jian, I understand your current thoughts. Deleting and altering the files has indeed caused you a lot of trouble, but you also need to understand Professor Wang. He is also wholeheartedly for the country. The existence of the ghost coffin has a significant impact on the current situation. If we can discover the value of this ghost coffin, then supernatural events can indeed be effectively suppressed and resolved."

Zhao Jianguo said, "Given Professor Wang's actions, since he went to such great lengths to retrieve the ghost coffin, he must have his reasons."

"Let's all be understanding and considerate of each other, okay?"

"Why should I believe this Professor Wang?" Yang Jian asked.

"You may not believe him, but you must believe in his contributions. He was one of the earliest professionals to study paranormal events. Before the paranormal events even began, he had already confirmed the existence of vengeful ghosts and started trying to analyze them. Later, at the beginning of the paranormal events, he published many important papers, which played a crucial role in suppressing the paranormal events in the early stages."

"You've logged onto that international website, so you should have read Professor Wang's paper. By the way, his pen name internationally is Bruce P."

Bruce P.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.

Who wrote the paper "The power of vengeful spirits cannot affect gold"?

Wang Xiaoming said, "If you want to kill me, I won't object. If you can do better than me and make greater contributions, you can shoot me dead without me. But if you can't, I hope you can think about the bigger picture."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"I have no need to lie."

Yang Jian suddenly placed the pistol on the table, then pushed it forward and slid it in front of him.

"Prove to me that you are truly acting in the public interest, not for your own benefit."

Wang Xiaoming asked, "How do you want me to prove it?"

"If you like to measure a person's value by making corresponding sacrifices, then I'd like to ask you, in terms of value, which is more important: Ghost Tamer who can solve paranormal events or a general manager who keeps a company running?" Yang Jian.

"Of course, the Ghost Tamer at Headquarters are more important. If I can solve a paranormal incident and kill an ordinary person, I will not hesitate, because such a sacrifice is worthwhile," Wang Xiaoming said earnestly.

Yang Jian, "Very well, if you kill Wu Yue with your own hands, then I will join Headquarters without hesitation, solve supernatural incidents for Headquarters, and wipe the file clean, because I believe you didn't delete or alter the file for yourself. If you can't do that, then your words are just empty promises to appease me."

"As for your side, I absolutely will not go. I cannot tolerate someone stabbing me in the back while I'm desperately solving paranormal cases. What do you say?"

Zhao Jianguo's expression changed slightly; he was at a loss for words.

Yang Jian's words do indeed make a lot of sense.

If the falsification of files is just an isolated incident, it can be tolerated, since it's ultimately for the benefit of Headquarters.

But what if this isn't an isolated incident, but rather driven by someone's personal desires?