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"I'm sorry, our company is temporarily closed and not open to the public at this time." As soon as Yang Jian entered the building, security personnel immediately stopped them.

Zhang Hua, however, immediately said with a stern face, "Your company is currently involved in multiple crimes, including smuggling, murder, and arms trafficking. We are about to conduct an investigation of your entire company. This is a search warrant. You should cooperate with us immediately. If you continue to obstruct us, we have the right to detain you until this search is completed."

The security personnel were stunned.

Yang Jian glanced at it but ignored it. He walked inside on his own. He wasn't interested in going through the motions; all he wanted was a result.

Without hesitation, he immediately activated the Ghost Domain.

As the red light emanated from his body, he directly covered the entire building with his Ghost Domain, and then the red light emitted by the Ghost Domain was hidden, so that ordinary people could not detect anything.

"Um?"

Yang Jian's expression immediately changed. He noticed that the Ghost Domain was unable to penetrate a certain room on the top floor of the building. It seemed that the room was surrounded by a layer of gold, which prevented the Ghost Domain from invading.

"On the top floor, Captain Zhang, come with me."

"Any discoveries?"

Zhang Hua instructed several government officials to be in charge of liaison here, and then followed with the others.

Yang Jian, "It's not clear right now, but we'll find out soon. There's nothing wrong with the rest of the building, so we don't need to waste our energy searching floor by floor. The only problem is one room. If we can't find any evidence in that room, then we'll have wasted our time today."

"How can you be so sure?" Zhang Hua asked, somewhat bewildered.

Yang Jian calmly said, "This is nothing special, just a very ordinary method. If you were Ghost Tamer, you could do it at my level too. It's like magic; it looks amazing, but once you uncover the secret, it's really nothing special."

He didn't go into too much detail, and although Zhang Hua was curious, he didn't ask any further questions.

This involves a matter at another level, and he has no right to delve into it.

"The elevator seems to be closed."

The group arrived at the elevators only to find that all of them were out of service, the lights were off, and no matter how they pressed the buttons, nothing would happen.

"It was that security guard who turned it off. He knew we were coming, so he quickly notified the others to shut off the elevator's power," a government official whispered. "They're definitely stalling for time; they might be destroying evidence or something."

"This Shangtong Building was newly built two years ago. It has 45 floors and is over 200 meters tall. If you were to take the stairs, it would probably take quite a long time."

Zhang Hua's face darkened. "A guilty conscience needs no accuser; there's definitely something fishy going on."

Yang Jian didn't speak, but just glanced at the elevator.

"Ding-dong~!"

The elevator, which had its power cut off, suddenly turned on its lights and then opened its doors.

"To the forty-fifth floor," Yang Jian said slowly as he stepped into the elevator.

The others were astonished and doubtful, finding it unbelievable.

The elevator was out of power, but it was working again in the blink of an eye. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was haunted.

"An incredible Ghost Tamer." Zhang Hua couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

"Boss, something bad has happened! The elevator has suddenly returned to normal, and Yang Jian has personally led his men up there." Upon seeing these people disappear in the elevator, a female receptionist with a mixed-race appearance immediately made a phone call to inform them.

"What are you doing?"

A nearby official saw this and immediately shouted, "This is a search operation; no one is allowed to use communication devices!"

"Shit, that kid got here fast. Stop him, make their elevator stop before the twentieth floor, honey, I believe you can do it." A strange voice came from the phone, speaking broken Chinese.

The mixed-race receptionist glanced at the numbers flashing on the elevator screen and immediately used the computer to stop the elevator on the twentieth floor.

However, as soon as she finished her operation, she immediately discovered that the fluctuating numbers were not behaving in accordance with normal rules. They jumped directly from the tenth floor to the twenty-fifth floor, then to the fortieth floor, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the forty-fifth floor.

"Boss, perhaps you should try to figure it out yourself. The elevator malfunctioned; it was Yang Jian's doing," the mixed-race woman replied in English.

Before she could finish speaking, the government officials who arrived immediately hung up the phone, saying sternly, "I've already warned you not to make any more calls."

"Excuse me, sir, my Chinese isn't very good. Could you please repeat it?"

The mixed-race receptionist flashed a charming smile and made up an excuse about not being able to speak the language.

Soon.

Yang Jian arrived at the top floor.

When he and Zhang Hua stepped out of the elevator, they noticed that the lights in the corridor ahead were flickering unnaturally. The once bright corridor now seemed somewhat oppressive, and this situation was not within the control of his Ghost Domain.

It's as if I've been affected by something.

He stopped in his tracks and looked toward the end of the corridor.

A large, magnificent door across the hall, decorated in a very high-end and luxurious style.

"Is there a problem?" Zhang Hua asked in a low voice.

Yang Jian calmly said, "Don't worry, it's fine. Even if something happens, I can handle it. But if today's matter involves supernatural events, what are your plans?"

"What's going on here?" Zhang Hua's expression changed slightly.

"Not yet, just asking in advance so we can make some preparations," Yang Jian said.

Zhang Hua said earnestly, "According to the regulations above, as long as it involves special events, you have full authority to handle it without needing the approval of any department, or even considering the impact on various aspects, as long as the matter can be resolved."

"That's good," Yang Jian said. "Let's go meet the owner of this company."

He continued walking forward, and the flickering lights returned to normal, the entire corridor brightened again, and it seemed that all the abnormality had mysteriously disappeared.

Push open the door.

Inside the lavish, opulent office, a middle-aged foreign man with blond hair, dressed in a suit, calmly took a bottle of wine from the cabinet, opened it, and said, "I spent thirty million on the company's intelligent security system, but it couldn't stop Mr. Yang for three minutes. Welcome to my office."

"A toast to our first meeting."

The middle-aged foreign man had a warm smile on his face. He walked over with a glass of wine, seemingly about to give Yang Jian a hug.

"Are you sure you'll be unharmed after such a public hug?" Yang Jian asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Only the devil would refuse a sincere embrace from someone with faith. Let me introduce myself. My name is Paul, and I'm the boss of this company. Although my Chinese isn't very good, I don't think Mr. Yang will mind." The man who called himself Paul stopped and said with a smile.

Yang Jian stared at him for a moment, and was certain that this foreign man named Paul was not Ghost Tamer.

However, there was something unusual about this room.

Following this feeling, Yang Jian looked at the guy's desk. "What's in there?"

"Your remarkable premonition has truly surprised me."

Paul was somewhat surprised, but then smiled and said, "I was thinking we could finish a drink, sit down, light a cigarette, and talk about today's events. Your directness makes me wonder if you're even a true Asian."

"No need to waste time. You know me. You recognized me the moment we met. You must have my information. Before the Dachang City incident, Wang Xiaoqiang, did you hire some people through your company to cause me trouble?" Yang Jian walked directly towards the office, not giving this guy time to beat around the bush.

"My purpose in coming here is simple: to find evidence, put you in jail, and if conditions permit, I wouldn't mind legally and legitimately dealing with you here, and also shutting down your company while I'm at it."

Paul said with a smile, "A company like this isn't worth Mr. Yang personally shutting down. My company can be closed down anytime Mr. Yang is happy, you know? I've always looked forward to meeting Mr. Yang, but the circumstances haven't allowed it. Today, perhaps it's God's will that I have the opportunity to meet the hero of Dachang City, the legendary Ghost Eye Yang Jian."

"Sorry, I don't quite understand the code names used by Asians. I prefer words like knight, captain, and wizard."

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but walked directly to the desk and pulled out a drawer.

The locked drawer shattered and was ripped off by him.

"Oh my God, please be gentle. That's a table I brought from America, made of oak, handcrafted, and sixty years old. In my heart, it has always been perfect. Well, now it doesn't seem to be perfect anymore," Paul said with annoyance.

The drawer was empty except for a single disc.

This is a typical American record style, requiring a special CD player to play the sound.

"What is this?" Yang Jian asked, taking out the disc.

"It's a greeting, and perhaps you should listen to it; it will do you good, believe me," Paul said.

However, before he could finish speaking, with a cracking sound, the record in Yang Jian's hand shattered into two pieces.

"Sorry, I accidentally used too much force." Yang Jian expressed his apology with a "I did it on purpose" expression.

Paul's smile froze instantly.

Why is this guy not behaving the way people expect?