Temporary Change

What brought Yang Jian back to his senses wasn't Luo Yong sitting to the side, nor Wan Delu waiting to go to sleep, but a message notification sound from his phone.

This is a satellite-positioned mobile phone, standard issue for Headquarters, usually used by operators to contact the Ghost Tamer.

"Hmm?" Yang Jian opened the text message and saw a very short message.

"Half an hour ago, people in your WeChat Moments decided in a meeting to terminate your pregnancy, so please be very careful."

The information displayed was the name of a stranger. Yang Jian had used this satellite positioning phone to directly find out the stranger's identity information, even his home address and current residence.

However, Yang Jian knew that the number belonged to a stranger, and the person sending the text message was probably Li Yao.

"So they've decided to flip the table after all? These capitalists are truly insane and cold-blooded. They can't win me over, so they decide to eliminate me. Ha, what do they take me for? Do they really think I'm just a stumbling block that they can kick away whenever they want? Aren't they afraid of breaking their own legs?"

Yang Jian deleted the text message, his gaze icy, but his face remained expressionless.

Fortunately, I had taken precautions and planted Li Yao in my circle of friends; otherwise, I would have been in a very passive position if things had really turned out this way.

"I have to say, the efficiency of the WeChat Moments is quite high. Li Yao just left the Ping An Hotel this morning, and this afternoon they've already made a plan against me. It seems they're in a hurry to get rid of me. Is it because of the Captain Plan? Just as I guessed, they want to deal with me before the Captain Plan even begins."

"It seems the Knocking Ghost Incident will have to be put on hold for now."

Yang Jian looked away from his phone and then at Luo Yong in front of him.

His original plan was to leave J City in a few days and then go and contact the Hungry Ghost alone to see if he could find what he wanted in the old man's corpse. After all, with his current abilities, he should be able to deal with A-class paranormal events. Even if he couldn't handle it, he could quickly run away and avoid getting hurt.

But that's not possible now.

This sudden text message told him that what happened on his WeChat Moments was more urgent, and more importantly, it concerned his life and safety, which was far more important than finding the truth.

"Alright, that concludes today's questioning," Yang Jian said.

"Sir, I... I'm alright?" Luo Yong asked nervously.

Yang Jian said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, but it involves your missing grandfather. I was just asking you for some clues. You're fine now, but today's conversation was unusual. You'd better keep it a secret. If anyone asks you about your family's antiques, just say they've all been sold. As for your grandfather, just say you know nothing about him. If you leak information, it won't just be a simple interrogation like today; it could even lead to someone's death."

"Understood, understood, I promise I won't tell anyone."

Startled, Luo Yong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly agreed.

"If anyone forces you to reveal anything, just pin it on me and tell them that everything was arranged by Yang Jian, the Dachang City Manager. Also, I will give you my phone number so you can contact me in case of any special circumstances."

To be on the safe side, Yang Jian gave Luo Yong Yongyi special care.

He didn't want this thread to break; it was the only thread that could lead him to the truth. If his deduction was wrong and there was nothing in the pocket of the old man's body, then he would have to go back to Luo Yong's hometown.

"Thank you, sir. May I leave now?" Luo Yong asked cautiously.

Yang Jian, "Write down my number, then you can go. Be careful, and don't go back to your hometown for now. Find somewhere else to stay. Mr. Wan, are you asleep?"

"How can I fall asleep? What's up, Brother Leg?" Wan Delu's encouragement immediately woke me up.

Yang Jian pointed and said, "Help me arrange things for Luo Yong. Find him a place to stay, and give him two million as a resettlement allowance. I'll reimburse you later."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it right away," Wan Delu said.

"Alright, you can go now," Yang Jian gestured.

Luo Yong left the private room with trepidation, feeling both surprised and delighted. He never expected that his trip to J City would bring him such a huge sum of money; it was truly like a pie falling from the sky.

But then Yang Jian used his satellite-guided phone to call Liu Xiaoyu: "Liu Xiaoyu, it's me, Yang Jian."

"Okay, is there anything I can help you with?"

In the Headquarters switchboard room, Liu Xiaoyu's voice immediately rang out.

Yang Jian, "Use my name to help me seal off an area, in Ling Town, the hometown of a man named Luo Yong, and most importantly, his old house. There's a problem there."

"Okay, I've already filed it."

Liu Xiaoyu quickly took out a pen and wrote it down.

"Also, please tell Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua that I need a music box and ask him to send it over as soon as possible." Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, and he changed his choice of supernatural object in a short time.

Rather than risking a head-on confrontation with the vengeful ghost in the hotel in Z City using a shroud, it's better to choose something that can save your life. After all, going to Z City is risky, and if you fail, you might end up dead there.

Now that he's going to be in contact with people in his social circle, he needs to have a trump card to protect himself, and that trump card has to be powerful enough. Who knows what powerful figures might emerge from this social circle? Li Yao's information probably won't be sent over so quickly, and he can't keep waiting indefinitely.

Although he personally preferred a more stable and eerie object like a shroud, the current situation didn't allow it, and his friends on social media were acting too quickly.

"A music box?" Liu Xiaoyu was taken aback when she heard this. "What is that? Could you explain it to me in more detail?"

"No need to explain in detail, he'll understand after you report to the Deputy Minister."

Yang Jian considered whether to tell Cao Yanhua about what happened on WeChat Moments, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided against it.

People in my WeChat Moments don't know I've received a message from Li Yao. If the report gets out and the information leaks, Li Yao, that traitor, will probably be exposed.

When the war actually begins, Cao Yanhua will naturally receive the news.

"Alright, I'll report to the Deputy Minister in a bit," Liu Xiaoyu said.

Yang Jian, "That's fine."

"Hey, Yang Jian, wait a minute, don't disconnect yet!" Liu Xiaoyu suddenly said hurriedly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian asked.

Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you for what you did for Gao Zhiqiang last time. Do you have some time lately? I'd like to treat you to a meal to thank you. How about I come find you after work? Where are you now?"

"No time, that's all." Yang Jian said and then disconnected the call.

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Liu Xiaoyu's face gradually stiffened in the communications room.

"Damn it!"

Soon, a voice filled with gritted teeth rang out.

"Brother Leg, is something about to happen?"

Looking at the continuous stream of messages and communications from Yang Jian, all made via special phone numbers, Wan Delu instinctively felt something was amiss.

Yang Jian, "Mr. Wan, once you've finished your business today, leave J City as soon as possible in the next few days. That's all I can say. Also, keep today's events confidential, because any leak could be life-threatening for you, so the best way is to avoid getting involved as much as possible."

"Is it that serious?" Wan Delu exclaimed in surprise.

"It's going to be more serious than you think." Yang Jian stood up, packed his things, and said, "I'm leaving now. Contact me again if you need anything, Mr. Wan. You should have my number."

"Okay, okay." Wan Delu felt a strange sense of fear at that moment.

His intuition told him that something big was about to happen in J City.

As soon as Yang Jian stepped out of the private room, the celebrity-level beauty hurriedly stood up from her chair and greeted him with a warm and charming smile, "Boss Yang."

"Boss Yang has to leave now, please bring the car over quickly and take Boss Yang home." Wan Delu immediately arranged for a driver.

Yang Jian glanced at the beautiful woman and said, "You've been so enthusiastic all the way here, I'm a little embarrassed. Let me give you a heads-up: don't stay in J City unless you have to. She's quite pretty, and it would be a shame if she accidentally died. Alright, beautiful lady, you don't need to see me off."

After saying that, he walked out of the private club, got into a car on Wan Delu, and left quickly.

"Take care, Brother Leg. Let me know if you need anything." Wan Delu waved goodbye warmly.

"What do you mean by that, Boss Yang?" the celebrity-level beauty asked with a somewhat awkward smile.

Wan Delu said, "It means exactly what it says. This contract is terminated here. I'll have the finance department transfer the money to your account later."

"Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Wan," the beautiful woman said.

"Alright, you can go now," Wan Delu waved his hand.