Falling

Work?

Miao Xiaoshan was still pondering the meaning of those two words when she soon saw a convoy of special vehicles speeding towards them and stopping in front of the basketball court, completely surrounding the area.

If one didn't know beforehand what was going on, a normal person would probably be startled by this scene.

"Stay here and don't wander off. Don't answer any calls or call me before I arrive," Yang Jian instructed.

"Okay, I won't cause you any trouble." Miao Xiaoshan nodded.

She does have that much self-awareness.

Yang Jian took another long look at Liu Zi on the basketball court.

Liu Zi sensed the unusual gaze and her expression became somewhat unnatural. At this moment, she began to understand that Yang Jian possessed unimaginable power even within this city, seemingly able to mobilize many people. The constantly ringing alarm bells here must also be at his command.

"You have to leave here." Yang Jian's gaze suddenly turned cold.

"Ah?"

Liu Zi was surprised, then quickly said, "Can't I just stay here quietly? I can stay with Miao Xiaoshan and won't cause you any trouble."

He had hoped to get some protection through his connection with Miao Xiaoshan, but he never expected that Yang Jian would actually kick him out.

"She doesn't need you to stay with her. I won't repeat myself. Leave here immediately," Yang Jian.

Liu Zi pursed her lips. "It's so late, where can I go?"

"It's your freedom to go wherever you want, but you can't stay with Miao Xiaoshan," Yang Jian said.

"But."

Liu Zi looked at Miao Xiaoshan, hoping she would say a few words to prevent Yang Jian from kicking her out.

Although Miao Xiaoshan felt bad, she believed that Yang Jian always had a reason for doing things and wouldn't mistreat her roommate for no reason, so she remained silent.

Soon.

Footsteps echoed outside the basketball court, and a group of special personnel dressed in suits, exuding a tough aura, strode in and immediately sealed off the not-so-large basketball court.

The leader was a slightly overweight middle-aged man with a serious expression. He immediately looked towards the audience. "Mr. Yang, I am Wang Quan, the person in charge of this support team. I will be troubling you to guide our work from now on. This gentleman next to me is Principal Tu of our school. He can handle any problems that may arise."

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

Principal Tu, who was around fifty years old, greeted them.

"Wang Quan?"

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then asked, "How much do you know about the ghost painting?"

"I have reviewed all the files and know everything I need to know. If Mr. Yang has missed anything, you can ask me," Wang Quan said.

"It's good that you've seen it. That way, I don't need to waste time explaining it again. However, the location of the ghost painting isn't here. So far, this place is safe. It's just that I don't know the pattern of the ghost painting's killings. Just in case, let's make arrangements for this female student Liu Zi first."

Yang Jian pointed and said, "The ghost painting appeared in her dormitory, so she should have had direct contact with it."

Wang Quan's expression shifted slightly, and he immediately said, "I understand. Have someone handle it right away."

After she finished speaking, two staff members quickly approached Liu Zi.

Without asking about her situation or explaining any reason, he simply took Liu Zi and left.

Liu Zi looked panicked and at a loss.

Wang Quan said, "Don't be nervous, student. It's just a routine observation. We hope you will cooperate. Once this is over, you will be able to return to school as usual. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause you."

But facing his serious, somewhat intimidating face, Liu Zi felt increasingly uncertain.

I feel like I'll never come back after leaving.

"This is Miao Xiaoshan, my friend. She has also had some contact with Ghost Painting. Let her stay in this basketball court; I'll take charge of her," Yang Jian said.

"With Mr. Yang in charge, that would be perfect."

Wang Quan glanced at Miao Xiaoshan, a kind smile appearing on his usually stern face.

But to Miao Xiaoshan, that smile was anything but friendly.

"Alright, that's enough for now. We should go check on the dormitories. At this point, it shouldn't have caused too much of a stir; it's probably just a minor incident," Yang Jian said.

"I hope everyone is safe and sound. I also want to get off work and go home early," Wang Quan said.

Yang Jian glanced at Miao Xiaoshan beside him, thought for a moment, then took a red candle from his pocket and handed it to her. "If you sense anything amiss around you, light this candle immediately and call me. If nothing's wrong, try not to light this or take it out carelessly."

"I understand." Miao Xiaoshan nodded and grasped the strange red candle.

Although she didn't know what it was, she knew from Yang Jian's tone that it must be extremely valuable.

"Wang Quan, give her a lighter," Yang Jian.

Wang Quan looked a little strange, but he still took out a gold lighter and had his entourage hand it over.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you here," Miao Xiaoshan said.

"Um."

Yang Jian nodded, then left the basketball court with Wang Quan and headed straight for the dormitory building where the graffiti had been found.

On the road.

Wang Quan said, "Giving a red ghost candle to a young girl like this, Mr. Yang is really generous. This kind of thing is not cheap on the market now. Someone on the website has already offered 1 billion to buy it, and that's just the base price. If we were to negotiate in person, it could probably be several times higher."

"However, so far only our Headquarters possesses this technology; it cannot be manufactured overseas, making it valuable but unavailable for sale."

"She's more important to me than a billion," Yang Jian said.

Wang Quan smiled and said, "Of course, things are more important than human lives. However, Mr. Yang gave the ghost candle to an insignificant little girl. Won't that cause some inconvenience when dealing with matters? After all, some things should be prioritized for the greater good. If Mr. Yang changes his mind, I can arrange for someone to retrieve it. I'll play the bad guy and won't let Mr. Yang lose face."

"No need. Once the item is given away, it's given away. What would it mean to take it back? Besides, I still have this item." Yang Jian took out another red ghost candle and waved it.

Wang Quan's smile froze instantly.

What? Two?

Is Yang Jian really that rich? How many cases would he have to solve to earn the right to use two ghost candles?

"Although Mr. Yang has some spares, it's never a bad thing to have a little more," Wang Quan said.

Yang Jian, "I can give my things to whomever I want. That's none of your business. If you have time, you might as well check out the school's art museum. The ghost paintings first came from the art museum. The dormitory may not be the first place where they appeared. There are other ghost paintings in this school."

He already knew that there was more than one ghost painting.

However, the true source of the ghost painting definitely exists; it just hasn't been found yet.

"In that case, I'll have to have someone search thoroughly." Wang Quan's expression turned serious, and he immediately instructed his entourage to do so.

Soon, more than half of the people traveling with them were gone.

"If the museum is found to be dangerous during the inspection, I suggest we demolish it by explosion or burn it down," Yang Jian proposed. "Some problematic items can't be burned, so this would be more efficient."

"Wait a minute, there are many original works by famous people in the art museum. They are usually displayed there for students to copy and study. They absolutely cannot be burned." Principal Tu said breathlessly as he jogged to keep up with Yang Jian's pace.

Yang Jian continued walking forward without stopping, "You guys figure it out yourselves, I was just making a suggestion."

Wang Quan's eyes flickered. He had to admit that Yang Jian's suggestion was excellent. It reduced the danger of the search and ensured the safety of the personnel. After all, if a ghost painting were found in the art museum, it could bring unimaginable dangers.

Soon.

The group returned to the dormitory building.

At this time, students were constantly coming out of the dormitory building, but judging from the situation, the sounding alarm did not seem to have a good effect, as many students were still stuck in the dormitory building.

"Too slow," Yang Jian said, glancing at it.

Wang Quan immediately said, "Principal Tu, we've already given notice, haven't we? Why haven't we ensured the safe evacuation of all the students yet?"

"Well, it's too late. Most students should already be asleep, so this is a bit difficult," Principal Tu explained.

"I will have someone assist you. You must ensure everyone is out of the dormitory building within fifteen minutes," Wang Quan said. "If you still can't do that, you can resign as principal."

Upon hearing this, Principal Tu broke out in a cold sweat.

However, at that moment, some commotion immediately arose among the students still lingering downstairs.

Someone exclaimed, "Look, look! Someone's climbing out the window! That's so dangerous!"

"It looks like Sun Yujia from the fifth-floor dorm! Oh my god, what is she doing? We need to call the police!"

"Principal Tu, come quickly! Sun Yujia is climbing through the window."

"What?"

When Principal Tu heard many students calling his name, he immediately paid attention to what was happening. He looked up and saw a freshman girl climbing out of the window and coming outside, seemingly trying to climb down from the building.

He was both shocked and anxious, and quickly ran over, shouting, "Hey, don't do something so dangerous! Go back to your dorm. Any problems can be solved here. Don't be reckless!"

Yang Jian also recognized Sun Yujia.

It was Sun Yujia, one of Miao Xiaoshan's classmates. When Liu Zi left, two other female classmates were reluctant to leave, and Sun Yujia was one of them.

But now, Sun Yujia was trembling all over, crying as she clung tightly to the window frame, as if trying to find a way to climb down.

The dormitory building had a very simple structure, leaving no place for Sun Yujia to step down. She was almost hanging in mid-air, swaying precariously, but even so, she had no intention of climbing out of the window to go back.

Something even more terrifying seemed to force her to abandon her attempt to descend the stairs.

"It seems the situation inside the building is more unusual than we imagined." Yang Jian frowned slightly.

He had seen this scene before, probably back in Dachang City.

Many people, terrified by ghosts, have jumped from tall buildings in a panic.

But Ghost Painting shouldn't have developed to that point yet. He had seen Ghost Painting kill people in the neighborhood before, and all the onlookers were unharmed afterward.

"Shouldn't we save them first? Someone could die if they fall from that height, and with so many people watching, it'll have a huge impact," Wang Quan said from the side.

At this moment, no one acted rashly and rushed into the building.

Because Yang Jian hasn't spoken yet, no action is allowed before he speaks, not even rescuing people.

"Wait a moment," Yang Jian.

"This situation must be quite urgent, right?"

Wang Quan said, "If it's due to restrictions, I'll send someone to the fourth floor. As long as there are no problems, we should be able to save them."

There's no need for a buy-one-get-one-free offer.

Yang Jian, "The fact that this person is so frightened makes it quite clear. She most likely encountered a ghost in her dormitory. The ghost didn't kill her because it didn't meet the conditions for killing her. It's not certain if you go in."

"Then when will we get there? She can't hold on much longer."

Wang Quan said, "Actually, we can take the risk. After all, this isn't the first time I've dealt with ghost paintings. This thing is relatively safe for now."

"I knew she couldn't hold on for long, so I was waiting for her to fall," Yang Jian said coldly, then walked downstairs.

Wang Quan breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing Yang Jian's actions.

He knew that these kinds of people were indifferent to life; he was grateful if they could handle the situation, and it was hard to expect them to actively save lives.

"Finally, I've met someone who's relatively easy to get along with. If he's willing to help, it should be a sure thing," Wang Quan thought to himself.

"Ah, it's fallen!" Suddenly, several screams rang out from the crowd.

Because of her lack of strength and fear of the cold, Sun Yujia was hanging by the window, let go and fell from the fourth floor while crying.

Many people were so frightened by this scene that they turned their heads away, unable to watch.

Yang Jian glanced up slightly, then easily caught Sun Yujia as she fell. His not-so-strong body remained completely still, as if the hundreds of pounds of weight falling from the sky had no effect on him whatsoever.

"Find someone to ask what happened, to see what exactly happened to her in the building. Wang Quan, you take two men and come with me into the building to take a look."

He casually tossed the terrified Sun Yujia to the ground and strode into the dormitory building.

Seeing this, all the female students were stunned.

What just happened?

It seems this person managed to catch Sun Yujia when she fell?

Isn't this a bit too unbelievable? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that someone could actually catch a person from the fourth floor.

However, that doesn't seem to be the main point. The real question is why the boy casually tossed Sun Yujia onto the ground like she was trash?

Shouldn't we carefully help him up and then offer some comfort?

It seems a bit different from what was shown in the movie.