Water That Drowned People

Inside the elevator.

Zhang Lei glanced at Yang Jian with a stiff expression.

Although he didn't know why Yang Jian would suddenly agree to go on this trip with him, having such a person by his side gave him some confidence.

At the very least, the mission won't fail, and if something unexpected does happen, having Yang Jian help will make things much easier for him.

"After the gunfire stopped, the building's security guards and service personnel all left. It seems this incident has escalated, so we need to be prepared to face ghosts rather than people later."

Yang Jian ignored Zhang Lei's gaze and continued speaking to himself.

Since we've agreed to make this trip, we need to be prepared.

"You're so sure before we've even reached Lin Shan's room?" Zhang Lei asked with some doubt.

"It's just an assessment of some intelligence information," Yang Jian said calmly.

Shen Liang's personal phone call, the offer of three ghost candles as payment, and the fact that Zhang Lei was also part of the operation—anyone who isn't stupid would know that Headquarters wanted to resolve the trouble caused by Lin Shan as quickly as possible.

The orders from Headquarters were quite simple.

This incident must be resolved thoroughly; its impact must not be allowed to escalate.

As for whether Lin Shan was alive or dead, not a single word was said.

This means that it would be better if Lin Shan were alive, but it wouldn't matter if he were killed. Within the tacitly agreed-upon scope, resolving the matter is the priority.

"There's no need to work so hard," Yang Jian suddenly added.

"What?" Zhang Lei asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.

Yang Jian, "If dealing with Lin Shan comes at too high a price, then we should choose to give up. There's no need to risk everything. This is J City, and Headquarters won't just stand by and do nothing. I've heard that there are at least three people in charge stationed here, not counting some special personnel, so we need to be careful."

"Work is important, but your life is more important. Being alive is what matters; if you're dead, you're nothing."

Zhang Lei looked slightly surprised, seemingly not expecting Yang Jian to have such a thought.

But upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense.

If you force yourself to deal with a problem when you're not in a good state, you'll not only die, but you'll also make things more complicated.

With so many Ghost Tamer J City, teaming up is the best approach when encountering paranormal events. This way, the risks can be shared, making the situation much easier to handle, and there's no need to place all the responsibility on one or two people.

Bite!

The elevator announced its arrival, and then the doors opened.

"We've arrived." Zhang Lei's stiff face showed a hint of solemnity.

The Ghost Tamer caused the problem is on this floor.

"Why aren't you leaving?" He went outside and then realized that Yang Jian was still in the elevator, seemingly with no intention of making any moves.

Yang Jian said, "What's the rush? Going out a few seconds earlier won't solve anything, while going out a few seconds later might save your life. Observe your surroundings first, see how things go, and then take action."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lei froze in his tracks.

Although he had always been very careful, he hadn't considered all of this.

At that moment, Yang Jian glanced briefly at the situation outside the elevator.

The situation doesn't look good.

The corridor was dimly lit, with some lights off and others seemingly short-circuited due to poor wiring, making a hissing sound as they flickered on and off. Meanwhile, the walls and floor were covered in water stains, making everything damp, like a humid day in the south.

And water droplets kept dripping down from above.

A putrid stench permeated the air.

"It has indeed affected the surrounding environment; Lin Shan is very likely dead." Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

If that's the case, then it's truly a completely supernatural event, and he doesn't want to get involved.

But as long as they are not dead, still conscious, and the vengeful spirit has not fully revived, the whole thing becomes much easier.

Dealing with humans is different from dealing with ghosts.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Zhang Lei asked.

Yang Jian glanced at the shallow layer of water on the ground. "No, but since we're here, it's better to go and check it out. We need to see if Lin Shan really has been resurrected by a vengeful ghost. Once we've confirmed the situation, we can make further plans. Until then, self-preservation is the most important thing."

The shadow behind him gradually disappeared and returned to his body.

A black shadow seemed to shroud him, blurring his figure as if he were about to blend into the dim surroundings.

He covered himself with the headless ghostly figure, as if wearing a ghostly garment, which could usually withstand attacks from some vengeful spirits and prevent him from suddenly dying.

Let's go.

Yang Jian stepped out of the elevator. His feet didn't touch the puddles on the ground; instead, they were forcibly dispersed by the dark shadows beneath his feet, leaving a vacuum zone.

He felt that the severe water seepage on this floor was definitely abnormal, and if there were ghosts, it must be related to this, so he didn't want to come into contact with the water.

The further we went, the darker it became, the damper the walls became, and the more water accumulated on the ground.

What was previously just a small area of damp water now has a layer of water two or three centimeters thick, and the water gets thicker the further you go, while the stench of decay in the air becomes stronger.

Zhang Lei seemed to be highly skilled and daring, walking ahead without any fear as he stepped into the puddles. It was unclear whether he was relying on Yang Jian behind him or had enough confidence in himself to handle the situation.

The two moved slowly down the dimly lit corridor, their attention focused on being alert to their surroundings.

However, everything seemed calm.

Although the surrounding environment is eerie, nothing strange has happened; at least so far, no supernatural occurrences have been observed.

Yang Jian frowned slightly.

He felt he might be overthinking things; perhaps that Lin Shan was still alive.

Otherwise, it's impossible that we haven't encountered the resurrection of the vengeful ghosts after traveling for so long.

"Lin Shan's room is just ahead."

At the last turn, Zhang Lei stopped. About ten meters ahead of him was a large door, half-open, with several bullet holes in it. Water seemed to be seeping out through the cracks in the door.

Behind that door seemed to be the source of everything.

However, the water in this last stretch of the corridor was knee-deep, and strangely, it pooled together without seeping downstairs.

"I don't recommend going any further. I think it would be better to go somewhere else, like going around from upstairs, or from next door," Yang Jian said, glancing at Zhang Lei.

This clearly indicates that something is wrong.

Zhang Lei's stiff expression shifted slightly. He also felt that the suggestion was correct. The distance of more than ten meters ahead seemed like a lot, but the water accumulation was unbelievable and too strange. It was indeed advisable to avoid it for the time being.

"Wait, listen, there seems to be a sound coming from Lin Shan's room?" he suddenly said, his expression shifting.

Yang Jian heard it too.

From the half-open room in front, a man's murmur could be faintly heard, like a madman talking to himself, or like a dying man groaning in pain.

"He's not dead." Zhang Lei was slightly surprised.

"It seems so. But even if he's not dead yet, he's close. In this situation, he's not far from the resurgence of a vengeful spirit," Yang Jian. "Perhaps he's already on the verge of resurgence, perhaps..."

"In that case, we should act even more and eliminate him before his vengeful spirit awakens."

Zhang Lei acted immediately. Instead of following Yang Jian's advice to take a detour, he waded through the puddles and quickly made his way to Lin Shan's room.

Yang Jian frowned slightly.

Too young.

Zhang Lei is too young.

Some ghosts will deliberately set traps to lure you in. Perhaps Lin Shan is already dead, and this sound is Ghost Hair.

As if to confirm Yang Jian's guess.

Zhang Lei had only taken a few steps forward when his expression suddenly changed. It was as if something had grabbed his foot, causing him to stumble, lose his balance, and fall into the puddle.

"Gurgle~!"

Before he could even cry for help, he was instantly submerged in the less than half-meter-deep water, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

A living person vanished mysteriously before Yang Jian's eyes, leaving only a few ripples on the surface of the water.

"Shen Liang, Zhang Lei is done for. The vengeful spirit in Lin Shan has resurrected. I personally determine that this is a supernatural event, so... we need to pay more." Yang Jian silently took out his satellite-guided phone and answered Shen Liang's call.