The Invisible Presence

Upon noticing this discrepancy in quantity for the second time, Yang Jian immediately realized that his previous worries had become a reality.

He initially suspected that the restaurant was the problem.

So, just to be on the safe side, he had Zhang Wei pay the bill and leave before they even finished their meal.

After leaving, Yang Jian temporarily put the matter out of his mind. If there really was a supernatural event at that restaurant, it had nothing to do with him. That was Zhao Kaiming's problem to worry about, and he wasn't going to be so kind as to deal with supernatural matters for him.

But this situation hasn't disappeared just because they left the restaurant.

Instead, they followed the others to the karaoke bar.

"Is it another paranormal event?" Yang Jian was already certain in his heart.

Something was around them in a way that they themselves were unaware of, and it had been with them all along.

He had previously appeared at the restaurant with a group of people who were with him.

Now it's appeared in KTVs again.

"Could it be another ghost?" Yang Jian looked at the beer can on the table and began to ponder.

He wasn't too panicked.

If there really is a ghost, the fact that it hasn't started killing anyone during all this time means that the ghost's level of terror is very low. Otherwise, the people wouldn't have been able to live in peace for so long.

Having experienced the event.

Yang Jian knew that acting recklessly without understanding the situation could easily lead to someone's death.

Since things are peaceful for now, we can temporarily tolerate the existence of that fifth person until it starts killing.

"If there really is a ghost, who brought it?" Yang Jian glanced at the people in the private room.

There weren't many people.

However, we can rule out Miao Xiaoshan and her cousin Shangguan Yun first.

Since they were the last to arrive at the restaurant, and the tableware was already on the table before they arrived, the ghost definitely didn't follow them.

"Did that ghost come with either Zhang Wei or Zhao Lei, or with me?"

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. "But I'm definitely the least suspicious. I am Ghost Tamer, and I currently control two ghosts. Even if there really are ghosts, they wouldn't choose me as their first target."

"Therefore, it's very likely that the ghost appeared alongside Zhang Wei and Zhao Lei."

Yang Jian looked again at Zhang Wei, who was singing, and Zhao Lei, who was drinking alone to the side.

Zhang Wei previously said that a few days ago he played rock-paper-scissors in front of a mirror and won all night, but ended up slapping his own face until it was swollen.

Although his actions were quite skillful, if this is true, he is highly suspicious.

However, Zhao Lei is also a prime suspect.

He was very interested in paranormal events recently and investigated them everywhere. He went to locked-down neighborhoods and parks, which gave him a professional sense of courting death. His actions were equally impressive, so it's not impossible that he was haunted by a ghost.

"Now that we've determined that the paranormal event was caused by Zhang Wei or Zhao Lei, I can try to find the ghost, at least to confirm whether it's still in this private room."

Looking at the small private room, Yang Jian felt a chill as he thought about a ghost he couldn't see sitting somewhere with them.

The next moment.

A Ghost Eye on his forehead slowly opened, its skin and flesh being forced apart.

Then the images seen through the Ghost Eye were transmitted into his mind.

This was a world shrouded in red light; the entire private room seemed to be stained with blood, and even the people inside were enveloped in a faint red glow.

What are you looking at?

Suddenly, Wang Shanshan, who had been quiet to the side, looked up at Yang Jian.

To be precise, it was looking at the Ghost Eye on Yang Jian's head.

"Let's see if there's someone we can't see in this private room." Yang Jian looked at Wang Shanshan with a strange expression.

Did she immediately sense that I had used my Ghost Eye ability?

Moreover, at the moment the Ghost Eye opened, he and Wang Shanshan next to him seemed to have an ambiguous connection.

This connection stems from the Ghost Eye brand on her wrist.

It seems that Yang Jian can control her entirely through that brand.

I tried it out of curiosity.

Suddenly.

Wang Shanshan, who was standing to the side, suddenly stood up, her face showing a look of confusion and numbness.

What did I just do?

She looked surprised and somewhat doubtful when she suddenly stood up.

"You were distracted for a moment, but you didn't do anything," Yang Jian said calmly.

Really.

He could directly control Wang Shanshan, and even she herself didn't know what was happening, as if something had forcibly taken away control of her body at some point.

"Really? I was indeed distracted just now. What did you see?" Wang Shanshan asked.

"There's nothing there, everything is normal."

Yang Jian's Ghost Eye did not see the non-existent person in the private room.

But it felt very strange.

If you can't even see it yourself, then why don't the waiters here ever make mistakes when serving the drinks?

The waiter must have already counted the number of people in their party.

But how did he include someone who doesn't exist?

Waiters are definitely ordinary people; they can't possibly possess any special skills.

I'm going out for a bit.

Yang Jian felt it necessary to get to the bottom of things, so he immediately got up and left the private room.

Wang Shanshan also subconsciously wanted to follow.

"You sit here and keep an eye on things for me."

"Okay," Wang Shanshan nodded.

Yang Jian wasn't afraid of anything happening after he left; if something were going to happen, it would have happened long ago, not now.

After looking around, he found one of the waiters.

The waiter was a young man in his early twenties, wearing glasses and appearing very refined.

"Excuse me, how many people were in our private room just now? I noticed they brought us seven bottles of beer. Did you make a mistake?" Yang Jian asked.

The waiter asked, somewhat puzzled, "That's right, there are seven of you in total. How could I have miscalculated?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian immediately frowned.

Really.

The waiter had seen the ghost hiding among their group.

Yang Jian wanted to ask the waiter what that person looked like.

But the words caught in his throat.

That's a stupid question. The waiter doesn't even recognize any of these people, so how could he tell which is a human and which is a ghost? As for appearances, that's utter nonsense.

Can a person's appearance be accurately described using language?

"Then how many of the seven people are girls?" Yang Jian asked.

"Two, I guess. One has very fair skin, and the other is very cute. What's wrong? Don't you know those two beauties?" the waiter asked suspiciously.

"No, they're my classmates, I was just asking," Yang Jian. "I won't bother you any longer, you can go ahead and do your work."

"Okay, call me if you need anything," the waiter said.

After asking around, Yang Jian had a general idea of what was going on.

Judging from its appearance, the ghost was male.

But the doubts in my heart did not diminish.

Did the waiter see the ghost on his own initiative, or did the ghost deliberately let him see it?

If it's the latter, Yang Jian doesn't need to worry too much. But if it's the former, the fact that the waiter can see a ghost means he meets the conditions for seeing a ghost.

What could it be?

Last time I worked myself to the bone, which messed up my sleep schedule and caused my condition to completely collapse.

I'm so sorry, I'll take a couple of days to adjust and try to make up for it.

Also, I wish all my fellow book lovers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.