A Day

"Zhang Liqin? Hmm, there's nothing wrong with her file."

In the communications room, Liu Xiaoyu carefully reviewed Zhang Liqin's file while diligently making notes in her notebook. "Zhang Liqin was possessed by Ghost Infant, but was later removed by Ghost Eye Yang Jian using some method, temporarily freeing her from the Ghost Infant's control. The removed Ghost Infant has been imprisoned and sealed by Yang Jian. This is certain. The following is a recording of the entire incident."

Then she extracted the recording and put the USB drive containing it into the file folder.

"Through the conversation, it seems that Zhang Liqin's possession by Ghost Infant may not be an isolated incident. A woman in her neighborhood is suspected of having the same experience, which requires investigation and evidence collection. Yang Jian is already handling this matter."

"Take this file to the captain." Liu Xiaoyu wrote on the file folder, "Dachang City Ghost Infant Incident."

"Okay." The staff member immediately took the file and left.

Liu Xiaoyu continued to eavesdrop on Yang Jian and Zhang Liqin.

It wasn't really eavesdropping, but rather open and aboveboard listening, since it was done with Yang Jian's permission to maintain communication 24/7.

At that moment, the sound of a communication call came through the earpiece again.

Liu Xiaoyu took notes while answering the call.

This is her job; she needs to keep copies of both the audio recordings and written statements to ensure the authenticity and reliability of the information and reduce the possibility of the files being tampered with.

But as time went by, she noticed that the voices coming from Zhang Liqin and Yang Jian were becoming increasingly strange.

The pen she was writing with suddenly stopped, her face gradually stiffened, and then the voice coming from her earphones made her blush instantly. She then jumped up from her seat like a startled rabbit.

"Yang Jian, you bastard!" Liu Xiaoyu's face flushed red as she couldn't help but curse.

The communications officer beside him chuckled, "What's wrong, Liu Xiaoyu? What did Yang Jian do this time to upset you? I think you should just bear with it. The Yang Jian you're in charge of is actually quite good. Last time, the Ghost Tamer that Xiao Wang was in charge of was much worse. He talked to himself all day long, muttering things like 'I'll kill your whole family, I'll twist your head off,' which scared Xiao Wang so much that he had nightmares and almost went insane."

"Such a major event happened in Dachang City, and he actually... he actually still had the mood to get involved with a woman," Liu Xiaoyu said.

The communications officer beside him said, somewhat puzzled, "Is this even a big deal? This is someone else's private life. We have no right to interfere. As long as Yang Jian's partner's identity is not problematic, it's fine. However, you don't work long hours and may not be aware of some situations. You should know that some Ghost Tamer are on the verge of losing control and are unable to communicate normally."

"No way!" Liu Xiaoyu exclaimed.

"When a vengeful ghost corrupts someone's mind too deeply, their thoughts and consciousness will change. Most Ghost Tamer are lonely and helpless, and it's normal that they can't resist the vengeful ghost's corruption. After all, they are still human. Under such circumstances, they will naturally do some incomprehensible things to gain psychological support. From a medical point of view, they are all potential mental patients."

"Don't you even look at those who survived paranormal events? Aren't they all traumatized? Quite a few even broke down and went insane."

"Of course, there are also Ghost Tamer relatively stable mental states, but according to big data, the number of such people will only decrease, while the number of people with mental problems will only increase. Didn't an expert say in a previous lecture that overcoming fear requires a strong enough heart and a resilient enough spirit?"

"Most Ghost Tamer do not possess this quality, but under the survival of the fittest, those who survive in the end will undoubtedly be the strongest group of Ghost Tamer."

"The reason the captain asked you to pay special attention to Yang Jian is because he has potential. Otherwise, why would he keep asking about Yang Jian when he's in charge of so many Ghost Tamer?"

The communications officer next to him was clearly experienced and knowledgeable.

After being comforted, Liu Xiaoyu's expression softened considerably.

"Was it necessary to record this?" she then asked, blushing.

"You make the decision yourself," the colleague next to me said with a smile.

Liu Xiaoyu looked at the headphones, her heart filled with conflict. She gritted her teeth for a long time, struggling internally, before finally putting them on with a flushed face.

She felt herself gradually becoming a monster.

However, time flew by.

Dachang City, 7:00 AM.

The entire city was shrouded in darkness, a dark blue aura permeating the air, making daytime feel like night.

The only saving grace is that the terror was still brewing and hadn't yet materialized; otherwise, if the entire city had descended into chaos, who knows what the consequences would have been.

And at this very moment.

Outside the villas in Guangjiang Residential Area.

"Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots suddenly rang out, waking the two people in the room.

"Who's so bored and firing a gun so early in the morning? Don't they want people to get some sleep?" Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

He wasn't actually asleep; he was just resting with his eyes closed.

He hadn't slept for a long time while suppressing the vengeful spirit.

"What time is it now?" Zhang Liqin asked lazily, her arm around Yang Jian's neck.

"7:20," Yang Jian.

Zhang Liqin slightly opened her eyes; "But why is it still dark outside? Is your clock malfunctioning?"

Um?

Yang Jian then noticed that it was still dark outside, but the clock on his phone showed that it was already past seven o'clock.

But this is in the morning; it should already be daylight outside.

There's a problem.

His expression changed, and he sat up abruptly.

I quickly went to the window and glanced outside.

Sure enough, his worst fears came true. It was already past seven o'clock, but it was still dark outside. The sun had not risen, and the sky was still shrouded in a layer of haze. The whole world seemed to have fallen into the apocalypse.

"Is this paranormal event finally about to erupt?" Yang Jian's expression turned grave.