Confirmed Identity

What should we do now?

Xiong Wenwen stood somewhat uneasily in the lobby, her gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards the smiling female receptionist.

Why is this person still here?

Guo Fan was clamoring to deal with her before, so why are they both gone now? This receptionist is still here, and she's been smiling at them, a smile that sends chills down their spines.

Yang Jian glanced at the female receptionist but didn't pay much attention, simply saying, "Let's take a break, revise our plan, it seems we can't force our way in, we need to start from somewhere else."

"Like I said before, let's find out Tong Qian's situation first. If she's dead, we need to find her phone. Given her personality, she couldn't have left no trace. If all else fails, I have another plan."

He paused for a moment at this point.

Another option is for Yang Jian to try his luck in room 13 or 31.

He could have chosen not to investigate personally, but the clues from Zhao Lei's dying notes and the ghost cabinet were completely different, which made him hesitate.

"However, this operation wasn't entirely fruitless. At least two facts were confirmed: there's a ghost on the second floor of this hotel, and the ghost I mentioned that controlled Zhao Lei has indeed checked into this hotel and has obtained Tong Qian's ghost face. Moreover, that ghost seems to have grown considerably, and my Ghost Domain has been completely suppressed."

"If we're going to devise a plan to imprison them, we can't rely on the Ghost Domain; we need to avoid situations where this kind of restraint occurs."

"Also, the white ghost candles should not be used lightly anymore, otherwise it will become an uncontrollable situation."

Xiong Wenwen looked at Yang Jian with some surprise, seemingly not expecting him to be able to think of so many things even in the face of failure, unlike herself who was so scared that she was almost crying.

He's still an adult after all.

Yang Jian ignored the brat and instead picked up his phone to locate Tong Qian's position.

If Tong Qian is dead, at least her body is still there. Ghosts won't clean up the body for you. Even if the body can't be found, the phone should be.

As soon as Yang Jian turned on his satellite-guided phone, he immediately saw three signal sources appear on a 3D radar map on the screen.

This indicates that there are three satellite-guided mobile phones used by the Headquarters' Ghost Tamer around him.

Two of the signal sources were very close together, and the display was overhead.

It seems that those must be Guo Fan and Feng Quan's phones. They did indeed go to the fourth floor of the hotel to investigate, just as Yang Jian had predicted. They should still be alive, after all, both of them are people who can control two ghosts. They are top-notch in Headquarters and have a lot of experience solving paranormal events. They wouldn't be so easily defeated.

The third signal source made Yang Jian's expression hard.

The signal source was also very close, almost right next to me.

They are less than ten meters apart.

Yang Jian was currently in the hall, with nothing around him. The spacious hall was only about ten meters wide.

In other words, Tong Qian's GPS-enabled phone is right here in this lobby.

Realizing this, Yang Jian followed the direction of the signal and stared intently at the smiling female receptionist standing there.

There's nothing wrong with the rest of the lobby; the only problem is with this counter and the female receptionist.

The problem is obvious; anyone who walks in can see it.

"Dial Tong Qian's cell phone for me," Yang Jian said into his GPS-enabled phone.

Since entering this place, his GPS-enabled cell phone has been on 24/7.

The person in charge of answering the phone was Liu Xiaoyu. She said, "According to the information here, Tong Qian from ZS City is out of contact. Her GPS tracking is unavailable. Her location should be inside the Caesar Hotel in ZS City. Are you sure you want to call now?"

"Do as I say," Yang Jian said immediately.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoyu was also very serious at this moment, because she knew that Yang Jian was in the midst of a supernatural event again, and that he was in great danger.

She would not interfere with Yang Jian's actions unless absolutely necessary.

However, at Yang Jian's request, she notified Tong Qian's operator to reconnect her call.

"The call has been connected," Liu Xiaoyu said immediately.

Yang Jian frowned. "Is there no notification sound when the call connects? I need to determine the exact location of that phone; the location can only be approximate."

"There won't be a connection notification tone, for security reasons, but I can play a little sound in the communications room here and amplify it through the phone over there, so it can serve as a call notification tone," Liu Xiaoyu said.

"Very good, let's begin," Yang Jian.

Liu Xiaoyu immediately contacted Tong Qian's operator to prepare to play a piece of music.

A cartoon melody, "Little bunny, open the door," played.

The sound didn't come from Yang Jian's phone, but it suddenly rang out in the hotel lobby.

Although the sound was very soft, the surrounding silence was almost eerily quiet as Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen remained silent, so it was still possible to hear them roughly.

The source of the sound was the female receptionist.

"How did Tong Qian's phone end up on this thing?" Xiong Wenwen exclaimed, instinctively hiding behind Yang Jian.

He suspected that Tong Qian was killed by a ghost, and then the ghost took Tong Qian's phone.

In other words, the female receptionist was also a ghost.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the female receptionist.

She still smiled, standing there like a corpse, without any other expression.

"You asked why Tong Qian's phone was on this receptionist? That's because this receptionist is Tong Qian herself," Yang Jian suddenly revealed a terrifying truth.

"You're lying, these two people don't look alike at all." Xiong Wenwen secretly glanced at her again. Although this older sister was also very pretty, she was definitely not the same as Tong Qian.

Yang Jian, "They just don't look alike, but their builds are similar. Don't forget the ghost we encountered before; it was capable of peeling off other people's faces. If it could peel off someone's face, then it's possible it could replace it with a different one."

Xiong Wenwen was stunned. After hearing what he said, it really seemed like a possibility.

"But whether it's worth it or not, we'll find out by trying." Yang Jian cautiously walked over, but a headless shadow at his feet strangely stood up first and quickly ran behind the female receptionist.

The female receptionist did not react to the ghostly figure approaching; she remained standing there with a slightly stiff smile on her face.

But the lack of response doesn't mean Yang Jian is at ease.

Soon, the ghostly figure gradually shrank in size, becoming the same height and build as the female receptionist, then took a step forward and quickly merged into her body.

The receptionist trembled slightly; she froze, like a puppet, completely still.

At this moment, her body was taken over by the ghostly figure.

Yang Jian looked at it, then walked over with peace of mind.

It's true that taking a break from updating is fun, and taking a break all the time is even more fun. My thoughts also went blank after the break. I've gone crazy from the New Year holiday and I've become unable to write. But I will catch up on the updates as soon as possible.

Let me address the issue with the first 333 chapters. They were censored, and I don't know exactly where the problem occurred. They've been revised two or three times already.