Yang Jian Goes Offline

Yang Jian saw many people in the Ghost Domain, some familiar, some unfamiliar, and some completely unknown, and even a few foreign faces.

There are more Ghost Tamer hiding in the city than you might think.

He discovered no fewer than twenty safe houses.

Although none of them were large in scale, some even smaller than the safe houses he built in Dachang City, the sheer number was still surprising. This made Yang Jian sigh, realizing that there were still many wealthy people in big cities. He had spent all his money, plus his salary, to barely build one safe house.

Besides the fact that these safe houses were inaccessible, his Ghost Domain discovered that a section of the Headquarters was blank and could not be covered.

There is a blank space on the outskirts of the city.

There are still some hidden places within the city that the Ghost Domain cannot invade.

"I don't have time to worry about that." Yang Jian wasn't interested; the ethereal, strange music box music was still echoing in his mind.

The voice reminded him that his life was nearing its end and that he had to act quickly in everything he did.

Yang Jian suspected that the Headquarters, an area that was impossible to invade, was Old Qin's residence.

But he didn't care and still showed up at one of the Headquarters' dormitory buildings.

Liu Xiaoyu, who lives in the dormitory, is having trouble sleeping tonight.

While she was working, she always had one wish: to have a day off so she could sleep soundly at home for more than ten hours without anyone bothering her or the phone ringing out to wake her up suddenly.

But when the day actually came, Liu Xiaoyu found herself unable to sleep.

Yang Jian is dead.

Even their own private communications room is gone.

I can no longer hear that voice that could pop up at any moment, nor can I see that face that I hate.

"You're still so young, you haven't even turned twenty yet. You were always so capable, weren't you? You never lost a fight, but you never won an argument. Zhang Wei is still waiting for you to come back and play games with you, your secretary is still working hard to manage the company and improve performance, and your mother is still praising you to all your relatives and friends. How can you just disappear like that?"

Liu Xiaoyu thought to herself, she stopped crying, but she was still heartbroken.

She knew more about Yang Jian's family than Yang Jian. She had investigated everyone around her and kept sending her information so that she could pass it on at any time, take care of the emotions of the Ghost Tamer, and stabilize their state.

But now, none of it matters.

"Hiss!"

However, just as Liu Xiaoyu was lost in thought, the lights in the dormitory suddenly flickered, as if the current was unstable and was being interfered with.

Liu Xiaoyu didn't pay attention at first.

But soon she discovered that this electrical interference seemed to be ongoing, with the lights sometimes going out and sometimes coming on, making the dormitory room alternate between darkness and light, which was impossible to ignore.

"What's going on?" Liu Xiaoyu raised her head slightly to look at the light tube.

She suddenly thought of paranormal events, but quickly dismissed the idea.

This is the Headquarters' dormitory building, how could any supernatural events happen here? It must be a broken light bulb, it should be replaced tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoyu sat up, preparing to turn off the light and go to sleep.

But as soon as she sat up, the light in front of her dimmed, and she suddenly realized that a strange patch of darkness had appeared on the bed opposite her. Upon closer inspection, it was even more chilling—it was a human-shaped silhouette hidden in the darkness, as if someone were actually sitting there watching her.

She turned pale with fright and almost screamed.

You see, because of Zhao Jianguo's mistake at his studio last time, the paranormal events spread to the communications room, and many of his colleagues died. Now he's the only one left in the dormitory, so there's no way a second person could appear.

"You're still such a coward."

A familiar voice came from the shadows.

The lights that had been turned off came back on, and a young man sat there abruptly, his eyes calm and sharp, without a trace of the eerie, deathly aura about him.

"Yang, Yang Jian?"

Liu Xiaoyu's eyes widened instantly, her face showing a look of horror, as if she had witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world.

"You, you're not Yang Jian, who are you? Yang Jian is dead."

She saw Yang Jian's corpse with her own eyes, saw his head split in two, and saw the blood flowing all over the ground.

The news of his death has been confirmed; even ghosts have revived on that street. All signs indicate that Yang Jian could not possibly still be alive, otherwise Headquarters would not have released information about Yang Jian's suspected death.

"In your eyes, I am indeed dead, but who can say for sure what will happen? Just consider me a zombie again; it's not the first time anyway."

Yang Jian's voice was calm, then he added, "Also, I couldn't reach you, so I came to check on you."

The words "I can't reach you" seemed to strike Liu Xiaoyu's fragile heart, and she immediately burst into tears, which rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

"I... my communications room is shut down. I suggested it to the Deputy Minister, but it was no use. We all thought you were dead."

"I saw that message. It said I died in an unknown paranormal event, but I can now confirm that there were no paranormal events at the location where I died, or even within a kilometer radius." Yang Jian looked at her seriously and said, "You know what that means, right?"

Liu Xiaoyu nodded hurriedly, wiping away her tears. "I know. I was outside the communications room at the time. I overheard the Deputy Minister and several other group leaders discussing, even arguing. You didn't die from a paranormal event; it was done by someone on WeChat Moments. They needed to report to Headquarters before six o'clock, so they killed you."

"So, I was murdered?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly.

He wasn't too surprised by the result; in fact, it was within his expectations. According to his plan, if he didn't get a definite answer from Liu Xiaoyu, he would have turned to his WeChat Moments.

Regardless of whether they did it or not, I don't have much time left anyway, so I'll just kill these guys first.

This is a classic case of "better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

Anyway, those guys aren't any good either.

"Do you know how they killed me?" Yang Jian asked again.

Liu Xiaoyu shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

Yang Jian didn't press the matter; he figured even Cao Yanhua might not know what methods were used on WeChat Moments.

"What does Cao Yanhua plan to do with his WeChat Moments after I die?"

Finally, he asked one more question.

At this point, Liu Xiaoyu fell silent, seemingly unwilling to answer the question.

"You don't want to talk about it?"

Yang Jian asked, "But I also roughly guessed that Cao Yanhua chose to conceal the news that I was killed by my friends on WeChat Moments, and sent out a text message saying that I died from a paranormal event to cover up the truth. His purpose was naturally very simple, which was to stabilize the situation and not to cause any further complications that would affect the operation against Ghost Painting."

Liu Xiaoyu raised her head and said, "Don't blame the Deputy Minister. He was angry at the time and wanted to shut down the WeChat group, but the others disagreed. Moreover, the WeChat group threatened us, saying that if we took action, they wouldn't mind taking down several of our team leaders as well. This matter became too serious, so the minister also spoke up and chose to compromise. But I believe this is only temporary. After this is over, they definitely won't let any of them go."

She told him everything she knew, fearing that Yang Jian might misunderstand.

"I'm not angry. Cao Yanhua did the right thing. After all, who would seek revenge for someone who died, especially when it might involve the other team leaders? If he can take down even me, he can certainly take down the others."

Yang Jian said, "I understand, but I don't accept this approach. According to the rules, if I were killed, the murderer would be wanted globally, and this matter takes precedence over paranormal events."

"That's right." Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian, unsure how to explain.

"You set the rules, but they've broken down today. Never mind, there's no point in saying anything more. I've asked everything I needed to." Yang stood up.

Liu Xiaoyu hurriedly asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Of course, and from today onwards you don't need to monitor my communications anymore. Ghost Eye Yang Jian has gone offline, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he won't be online again." Yang Jian walked towards Liu Xiaoyu.

Liu Xiaoyu asked in astonishment, "You're going to resign?"

"Go to sleep. By the time you wake up, everything will be over." Yang Jian didn't reply; he simply raised his hand and knocked Liu Xiaoyu unconscious.