Sudden Attack

Wan Delu was escorted out from among the rescued survivors like a prisoner. Although he didn't know what he had done wrong, he immediately realized that his situation seemed very bad, because he was even handcuffed, and the special forces personnel next to him were armed with real guns.

It seemed that if he tried to escape, they would shoot him without hesitation.

This situation is definitely not as simple as your company evading taxes, nor is it just about a hotel under your name having poor hygiene and causing someone to get sick. It must be something much more serious.

I was so nervous that my legs were trembling.

Wan Delu felt like he was being escorted to the execution ground; even a ghostly airplane hadn't filled him with such despair.

"I know, it must be those things that are causing the problem." When he was halfway there, he saw a group of people gathered around their suitcases under the sunshade ahead and immediately realized his mistake.

There's something wrong with those antiques.

Wan Delu couldn't help but think of the ghost story on the plane before.

The problem might lie with that antique horse.

Could it be that some of the antiques were unearthed from ancient tombs and became tainted with unclean things, causing the plane to be haunted?

If that's the case, Wan Delu felt he was doomed.

Even if he isn't executed, he'll at least spend the rest of his life in jail.

It's over, it's all over. Wan Delu felt as if his whole family had died. He was so weak that he could barely walk. If it weren't for the special forces personnel holding him up, he would have collapsed to the ground.

"Did you bring this thing on the plane?" Chen Yi, the person in charge of J City, walked over with a somewhat ferocious expression and grabbed Wan Delu's collar.

His strength, like Yang Jian's, was strangely great.

Wan Delu's obese body was lifted up by a single hand, his feet dangling in the air, his neck icy cold, and this chilling sensation seeped into his entire body. He felt as if his body no longer belonged to him and was beyond his control.

Like sleep paralysis, only the consciousness remains clear.

This person is terrifying.

Wan Delu's hard-won composure crumbled instantly, and she looked at the unfamiliar man with only deep fear.

"Chen Yi, that's enough, let him go." However, at this moment Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and spoke up to stop him.

Chen Yi glanced at him with a somewhat numb and crazed look in his eyes. "This is my jurisdiction now. I need to find out the truth of this matter. Are you going to interfere? Ghost Eye Yang Jian?"

"It's not that I'm interfering with you, it's just that I don't want you to accidentally kill him. He's someone I know," Yang Jian.

"If someone makes a mistake, they have to be interrogated no matter who they know," Chen Yi said. "No one is exempt, including you."

The others' expressions shifted slightly as they looked at Yang Jian and Chen Yi.

They couldn't understand why Yang Jian would argue with Chen Yi over such an insignificant person. Even if Chen Yi accidentally killed this person, it shouldn't matter to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said, "I'm in charge of this case, I established the paranormal files, and I'm the one who imprisoned the ghosts. So, if anyone's going to be interrogated, it's me. Are you trying to compete with me? Or are you trying to steal my credit?"

He didn't want to save Wan Delu; rather, he knew Wan Delu possessed information about the Soul Bottle, and he didn't want anyone else to get it.

Because it's highly likely that by following the clues from this one soul bottle, we can find other soul bottles and confirm the locations of other imprisoned vengeful spirits.

If obtained, its value would be immeasurable.

After all, it's impossible to be sure how dangerous the vengeful spirits roaming outside are, because imprisoning each one involves taking a huge risk. But if it's a bargain, Yang Jian doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

It just so happens that he is currently experiencing health problems, and if necessary, he will consider piecing together the body of a vengeful ghost.

Therefore, Wan Delu is very important now.

"What if I refuse?" Chen Yi asked coldly.

Yang Jian slowly said, "You shouldn't refuse my request, because refusing me will only bring trouble and no benefit. I think my words still carry some weight and won't be ignored, so I hope you can give me this face."

The surrounding environment had changed by the time I spoke.

In an instant, the entire world transformed into an eerie place shrouded in red light. People nearby vanished, and the surroundings were utterly silent, save for a handful of a dozen or so people in the sunshade.

"Ghost Domain realm?" Zhong Shan, Guo Fan, and the Ghost Tamer' eyelids twitched.

Shen Liang also realized that something was wrong. If Yang Jian and Chen Yi really got into a conflict, it would be a very bad thing.

It's one thing if the two of them fight to the death, but he, as the person in charge, will definitely be suspended from his duties and investigated.

"I heard your Ghost Domain is even more special than Li Jun's. Back in Dachang City, your Ghost Domain even invaded the ghost Ghost Domain of that starving ghost?" Chen Yi said with a hint of ferocity.

Yang Jian, "Hearing is not necessarily believing; it's better to see for yourself if possible."

"I'll give you face today because you've risked your life for Dachang City, but I expect you to handle this officially and without favoritism. I cannot tolerate anyone running amok in my jurisdiction."

I thought Chen Yi, with his personality, would immediately take action, but to my surprise, he rationally chose to back down, calmly putting down the Wan Delu in his hand.

"Thank you," Yang Jian said calmly.

The surrounding red light immediately disappeared, and everything returned to normal. The sun was shining brightly overhead again, and the people who had disappeared earlier reappeared.

Wan Delu was slumped on the ground, his face still showing fear. He was panting heavily, his body covered in cold sweat, as if he had just walked back to the brink of death.

Has Chen Yi regressed?

Seeing the conflict disappear, Shen Liang breathed a slight sigh of relief, but was also somewhat surprised.

It's rare to see Chen Yi back down in front of others, but today he actually gave Yang Jian this face.

He knew that Chen Yi was definitely not afraid of this Ghost Eye Yang Jian; it must be for some other reason. However, Chen Yi was not under his jurisdiction, so Shen Liang could not analyze Chen Yi's motives this time.

"Since Yang Jian is in charge of this incident, let him see it through to the end. Does anyone have any objections?" Shen Liang immediately looked at everyone and said.

No one spoke. They all knew that the clue about Wan Delu was very valuable, and if they continued to dig deeper, they might find some unexpected gains.

But they chose to remain silent.

Because they didn't want to offend either Chen Yi or Yang Jian.

Needless to say, Chen Yi is one of the leaders in J City. Although he is not well-known, he is no ordinary person.

Yang Jian was an unknown high school senior six months ago, but he has become quite famous in the past six months. He has survived many supernatural events and is by no means an ordinary person.

"Since no one has any objections, let's leave it at that for today. Yang Jian, prepare a report later. You will be in charge of Wan Delu," Shen Liang said.

"Okay," Yang Jian said curtly.

Guo Fan, however, was not happy and said, "You've been busy for most of the day and haven't done anything. You've just been sitting here in the sun for two hours. Yang Jian, you've gotten a good deal again. Here, take it and study it yourself."

He grabbed the soul bottle from the ground and tossed it aside.

However, just as the golden bottle flew out of his hand, as its mouth pointed towards him, suddenly...

From inside the pitch-black bottle, a pale arm reached out, grabbed Guo Fan's face, and then violently pulled him back into the bottle.

Guo Fan stumbled and nearly fell, then the golden bottle was placed on his face, and the outstretched pale arm carried a terrifying force as if to pull him into the mouth of the bottle, which was no bigger than the palm of his hand.

Ah~!

He felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but scream.

The others were startled by this sudden turn of events.

Not good.

I was careless.

Is there a ghost inside the bottle?

Yang Jian, Zhong Shan, Shen Liang, and even Chen Yi, who were standing nearby, had their expressions change drastically in an instant.

The gold shielded them from their senses, leading them to believe the bottle was safe. Furthermore, their preconceived notion that Yang Jian had already dealt with the ghost released inside meant they didn't thoroughly investigate.

Unexpectedly, a supernatural event occurred at the very end.

It must have been Guo Fan's act of throwing the bottle that unintentionally stirred up the ghost inside, causing the attack.