The Ghost with an Identity

"I think we should go and call Miao Xiaoshan's older cousin back. If there really are ghosts, then it's definitely very dangerous for him to be out alone. Isn't that how it always goes in horror movies? Being alone means certain death."

Zhao Lei then offered his opinion.

"That makes sense." Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

But he wasn't acting out of kindness; rather, without knowing anything about the ghost, he wanted to avoid any casualties.

Once a ghost starts killing people, it means a bad start has begun.

They will continue killing.

Conversely, if the ghost doesn't kill anyone, even if it looks dangerous and terrifying, you are at least safe for the time being.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go together," Miao Xiaoshan said somewhat uneasily.

Just as the group stood up and left the private room to go find their cousin...

At that moment, the door to the private room suddenly opened.

Shangguan Yun walked in.

"Cousin, you're alright? That's great!" Miao Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to this haunting, what does being beaten up for no reason even matter?

"What's wrong? Of course I'm fine, cousin. We should go back now. I got a phone call earlier, it's something urgent, so I have to leave early. You guys can stay here and have fun for a while," Shangguan Yun said.

Miao Xiaoshan hesitated for a moment. "But..."

She wanted to mention the possibility of the place being haunted, but Yang Jian couldn't be entirely sure if there were any ghosts around him.

And it is indeed getting late; it's time to go back.

"Yang Jian, what do you think of this?" Miao Xiaoshan asked hesitantly.

Zhang Wei exclaimed in surprise, "You dare to leave? Even Zhao Lei didn't dare to leave just now. Brother Leg said that there's a high chance that a ghost has infiltrated our group. Whoever leaves first will be the first to be left alone. If the ghost follows you home, the consequences will be unimaginable. Miao Xiaoshan, I strongly suggest that none of us go home tonight."

"I'll book a room, and we can all stay together for a few nights. We can go back to our rooms after this is all over. What do you think?"

It must be said that Zhang Wei offered a rare and useful suggestion.

But his next sentence surprised everyone. "Of course, I'm going to share a bed with Yang Jian. You, Zhao Lei, and my cousin can do whatever you want."

"What ghost story? That's utter nonsense. You could fool a primary school student with something like that, but what adult would believe it?" Shangguan Yun said.

"I'm an adult, and I believe it," Zhang Wei said.

Shangguan Yun said, "You're all brainless brats. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Besides, it's getting late and your cousin's parents are worried. I only brought your classmates here because of her. The party is almost over, and if you don't go home soon, your family will worry."

"Yang Jian, how about my cousin and I head out first? You guys keep having fun, and call me if anything comes up?" Miao Xiaoshan said.

"Oh no, if you need anything, don't call me. It's better to call the funeral home directly. We were classmates, and I don't want to be collecting your body and attending your funeral."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed suddenly, turning extremely cold. "My advice to you now is to stay away from your cousin. Immediately."

"What?"

Miao Xiaoshan paused for a moment and looked at him; "What happened?"

"Nothing happened, it's just that your cousin is acting a bit strange. Didn't you notice that the pockets on his shirt are upside down? Before, the pockets were on the left side, but now they're on the right, even though it's the same shirt. And the letters on his belt are reversed too."

Yang Jian keenly noticed these subtle details. "Although the wound on his face is still there, it has stopped bleeding. Even if it were healing, it wouldn't be this fast."

"What are you trying to say? You don't suspect my cousin of having a problem, do you? He came with me," Miao Xiaoshan asked in surprise.

"Holy crap, Yang Jian, you're telling scary stories again? Is your cousin a ghost? We were just sitting together a moment ago."

Yang Jian, "It's unusual for someone to be in such a hurry to leave after just going to the restroom, and their clothes are also a bit different from before. Such changes certainly make one wonder."

"Whether it's a ghost or not, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

After saying that, he suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it directly at Shangguan Yun at the door.

"If it were a human, this shot should have killed them. If they don't, then they must be a ghost."

"Yang Jian, are you crazy? You're going to shoot your cousin?" Miao Xiaoshan was so frightened that she rushed over to stop him.

"Wang Shanshan," Yang Jian called out.

Wang Shanshan suddenly stood up and hugged Miao Xiaoshan.

Her soft arms were icy cold, yet they possessed a terrifying, inescapable strength, as if this were not the kind of power a woman should have.

"Wang Shanshan, what are you doing? We can't let Yang Jian do anything reckless!"

Miao Xiaoshan was so anxious she was almost crying, but she couldn't break free from Wang Shanshan's arms no matter what she did.

Wang Shanshan didn't speak; she looked somewhat bewildered, as if she didn't even know what she was doing.

This means Yang Jian directly controlled her.

"Yang Jian, think carefully, making a mistake could kill you." Zhang Wei's eyes widened.

Zhao Lei remained silent, unsure whether he should stop them or not.

After all, Yang Jian had experience dealing with vengeful ghosts, so his judgment was trustworthy. However, it was rather unbelievable that Shangguan Yun was a ghost.

Yang Jian released the safety pin and calmly said, "I trust my judgment. If I'm wrong, I'll accept it."

"Have you considered my feelings? Yang Jian, please don't shoot! You must have another way to find that ghost, right?" Miao Xiaoshan pleaded, crying.

"Avoiding direct contact is the most effective method. Don't blame me for being cold-blooded. Once you know the true terror of a ghost, you'll understand that any hesitation could mean missing the best chance to survive. So please trust me," Yang Jian.

"Wait a minute, what am I doing? Let's talk this out." Shangguan Yun looked startled.

"Bang!"

However, the next moment, gunshots rang out without hesitation.

"Ah~!" Miao Xiaoshan screamed in fright.

It's impossible to miss at such close range, even for someone like Yang Jian's still a novice when it comes to melee weapons.

A bullet struck Shangguan Yun directly.

For a normal person, that shot would have left them lying on the ground convulsing and waiting to die.

"Why did you shoot for no reason? Do you know how dangerous it was?" Shangguan Yun angrily rebuked Yang Jian.

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However, at this moment, everyone stared at Shangguan Yun with wide eyes as if they had seen a ghost. Even Miao Xiaoshan was stunned and began to feel terrified.

This guy was shot but he's perfectly fine.

"Bang!" Yang Jian fired another shot without hesitation.

This time, the bullet hit Shangguan Yun in the head.

He could clearly see a bullet hole in his forehead.

Shangguan Yun retorted, "Yang Jian, you're still firing? Are you crazy? Do you believe I'll report you to the police?"

"Yang Jian, you're right, he, he is the ghost!" Zhao Lei felt a chill run down his spine and shouted in alarm.

But as soon as he said that...

Shangguan Yun, who had been furious just moments before, suddenly froze, his face rapidly turning pale, the light in his eyes quickly fading, and his body gradually fading away. Finally, he mysteriously disappeared from everyone's sight.

Like a phantom, all traces were erased.

Nothing was left behind.

Only two golden bullets fell crisply to the ground.

"What... what happened? Where did it go?" Zhang Wei asked in alarm.

Yang Jian frowned. "I don't know, but I'm sure of one thing: this ghost wanted to blend into the crowd with a plausible identity, or perhaps it needed the identity of a living person to appear before us. We saw through its disguise just now, so it abandoned the identity of Shangguan Yun, and that's how it disappeared."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should still exist around us in the same invisible way as before, but I can't be sure if it has left."

"I've seen my fair share of paranormal events, but this is the most well-hidden ghost I've ever encountered. Once it had a human identity, it was practically indistinguishable from a human."

Thinking of this, his expression turned serious.

A ghost, possessing an identity completely identical to a human, has thoroughly infiltrated this society. What does it want to do?

I can't even imagine.

But it's definitely not a good thing.

"Then it's gone. Where did Shangguan Yun go?" Zhao Lei asked.

"Come with me to the toilet." Yang Jian put away his gun and immediately rushed to the toilet.

The crowd hurriedly followed.

But just as they were leaving, the glass door of the private room reflected the figures of six people. The people who had just left the private room were Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei, and Yang Jian, a total of five.

There was still one more person present.

However, no one noticed this.