The appearance of Ghost Face, the disappearance of Tong Qian, and the ringing of her satellite-located cell phone.
Yang Jian had evidence to believe that Tong Qian was very likely already dead, as the chances of surviving after vanishing in a supernatural event were very slim.
Despite such thoughts, he did not target his suspicions on the female receptionist.
But now...
Ghost Shadow had invaded the female receptionist’s body, taking direct control over it. Unless sothing unexpected happened, this female receptionist would no longer be capable of any action, even if she were a ghost.
The cell phone’s ringtone was still sounding.
Liu Xiaoyu didn’t ask Tong Qian’s communicator to turn off the music.
But the sound didn’t co from the counter.
Upon entering, Yang Jian found that the music actually ca from within the female receptionist’s body.
To be exact... from inside her stomach.
The ringtone, muffled by the body, sounded sowhat dull and was easy to pinpoint without being deliberately concealed.
Yang Jian looked, a ghost eye opened in his palm, and then he thrust his hand forward, piercing through the female receptionist’s body and grabbed hold of the source of the ringing.
His hand retracted.
Along with stomach acid, the slightly disgusting satellite-located cell phone was retrieved by him.
"This is too disgusting, the phone actually inside her stomach, who would do such a thing?" Xiong Wenwen said with disgust after seeing it.
Yang Jian said, "It should be that Tong Qian swallowed it herself before she died. She knew clearly that this was the only way to preserve the satellite-located cell phone. Otherwise, if the phone was lost in the hotel and found by that ghost, it might lead to a phone scam, luring the people who later entered the hotel to their deaths."
"But is she really Tong Qian?" Xiong Wenwen was a bit skeptical, standing far away, not daring to approach.
Yang Jian didn’t imdiately answer, but instead looked at the cell phone of Tong Qian. It wasn’t damaged, but he felt a warmth from the phone.
Under normal circumstances, Tong Qian had been out of contact for three days.
If Tong Qian had died at that ti, her corpse should be cold by now and wouldn’t possibly still have body temperature.
Could this female receptionist not be Tong Qian?
That seed unlikely, given the current experience and evidence, his conjecture shouldn’t be wrong.
Looking at the face with a smile, but with a sowhat stiff expression.
Yang Jian pondered for a mont and then reached out to touch it.
This beautiful face had a peculiar feel to it, similar to when he had touched human skin paper previously: it had the softness of human skin but also a strange chill and a foreboding aura. ṙἈNo͍BÊṥ
Moreover, when he pressed down slightly with his fingers.
The cheeks didn’t rebound as normal flesh would but instead caved in, leaving the indentations of three fingertips.
As his palm slid over, the once beautiful face of this female receptionist twisted and beca horribly disfigured.
"Just as I thought," Yang Jian’s expression changed and he imdiately grasped the face and yanked it downward.
He didn’t rely on brute force to tear it off but instead used the power of Ghost Shadow.
Ghost Shadow possessed the ability to piece together the corpses of fierce ghosts.
The next mont.
He tore the human face off, revealing a bloodied, feminine human skin mask in his hand.
This human skin mask had eyebrows and eyes, and its features were remarkably three-dinsional. From the front, it looked indistinguishable from a real face, perfectly human.
But behind this human skin mask was another woman’s face.
Despite the blood remnants, it was still very clear, this face was... Tong Qian.
"So it really is Tong Qian," Xiong Wenwen exclaid in shock, nearly jumping: "There was another face on her face, just like you said, her face had been swapped by a ghost."
Yang Jian imdiately withdrew Ghost Shadow, releasing his control over Tong Qian.
And as the human skin mask was torn off, coupled with the withdrawal of Ghost Shadow, Tong Qian’s body, now like a lifeless corpse, slumped and fell to the ground.
"Contact that Zhang Gao, call for an ambulance. I just noticed she still has so life signs; if we’re in luck, we might be able to save her. After all, she’s only been missing for three days, and her body hasn’t suffered much damage," said Yang Jian, supporting the fallen Tong Qian and imdiately dictating.
Xiong Wenwen imdiately began to dial Zhang Gao’s number.
Yang Jian looked at the unconscious Tong Qian and checked her physical condition.
Her breath was very faint, but her heartbeat was still there. Your journey continues at
Her whole body was like it was in hibernation, in a very peculiar state, and he, not being a professional, couldn’t determine whether Tong Qian could recover from this condition.
"If her own face is still on her body, then the Ghost Face should have disappeared," Yang Jian’s gaze shifted back to the top of Tong Qian’s head.
Her hair was coiled on top of her head, covering the crown thoroughly.
Yang Jian uncovered it and was imdiately hit with a pungent sll of blood. The top of her head was a ss of blood and flesh, as if the scalp was ripped off forcefully, leaving an empty patch.
"As expected, the Ghost Face was taken, but why did the ghost only take Tong Qian’s Ghost Face and not attack her? Under normal circumstances, without the Ghost Face, Tong Qian should undoubtedly be dead."
Without the Ghost Face, Tong Qian was just a normal person; how could she survive in a supernatural event?
There was only one possibility unless at that ti Tong Qian didn’t et the ghost’s conditions for attack, or that the ghost could only take one face per person.
Having taken the Ghost Face, it didn’t take her other face, and so she survived.
"It’s not certain, there’s too little information. Unless Tong Qian wakes up and I ask her myself, all of this is just aningless speculation," Yang Jian murmured.
"The ambulance is here, right outside the hotel," Xiong Wenwen inford him at that mont.
Yang Jian said, "Let’s leave this place first. If Tong Qian can be saved, this could be a good beginning for the incident."
After saying that, he imdiately picked up the unconscious Tong Qian and quickly left the Caesar Hotel with Xiong Wenwen.
The lower level of the supernatural event was its only advantage. Unlike the previous Hungry Ghost incident in Dachang City, which ford a Ghost Domain lockdown, ordinary people could leave the area of the supernatural event without worry of being trapped, provided that they didn’t act recklessly and decide to stay.
After walking a few hundred ters and crossing several police lines, Yang Jian saw Zhang Gao and the swiftly-arrived ambulance and so ergency dical personnel.
"I heard from Xiong Wenwen that you needed an ambulance. What happened inside?" Zhang Gao couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"The situation is more complex than imagined. Let’s save the person first," Yang Jian said as he placed Tong Qian on the stretcher, and the dical personnel imdiately gathered around.
"The heart rate is too low, prepare to resuscitate."
"The patient has lost too much blood, start transfusion imdiately."
"The patient has internal bleeding, multiple fractures throughout the body, be careful when lifting, and also notify the hospital to be ready for surgery at any ti"
The accompanying paradics quickly assessed her and then undertook so ergency asures.
"Is she... Tong Qian?" Zhang Gao glanced at her and was shocked as well.
The Tong Qian who had been missing for three days was miraculously rescued by Yang Jian.
"If she wakes up, inform imdiately, as I need to ask her about so matters. If she’s dead, then never mind," Yang Jian said as the ambulance took Tong Qian away.
Zhang Gao said, "She should be okay, right? After all, I’ve notified the best doctors in Z City and prepared the best dical facilities."
"Not necessarily. Her condition is very special, after all, she was attacked by a ghost. No one can say for sure what might happen to her body," Yang Jian replied.
Although he could use the Ghost Shadow to patch up the body, it could only heal external injuries, and there was no way he could cure so of the special damages caused by ghosts.
"What about Guo Fan and Feng Quan, the two of them? Why didn’t they co out with you?" Zhang Gao asked softly.
Yang Jian replied, "They have their tasks and aren’t on the sa line as . Moreover, the incident in Z City isn’t easy to deal with. I thought it could be resolved in a day, but now it seems we must take it slowly. Still, finding Tong Qian is a gain, I guess. Xiong Wenwen, our task for today is over. We’ll see again tomorrow."
"Not going back to the hotel?" Xiong Wenwen asked.
"Not for today. The Ghost Face has already been taken, and my plan to stop it has failed. There’s no significant point in going back now," Yang Jian said. "Let’s find a place to rest."
"That’s good, I was almost scared to death earlier," Xiong Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Gao imdiately said, "We have prepared accommodations here, although they’re a bit simple, but still passable."
"Then I’ll trouble you," Yang Jian responded.
Soon, he and Xiong Wenwen temporarily retreated from the Caesar Hotel to devise a new plan and also to wait and see whether Tong Qian might wake up.
However, as Yang Jian and his party left, Feng Quan and Guo Fan were still in the hotel.
By that ti, the sky was gradually growing dim.
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