Chapter 345: Chapter 344: Breaking Free
Yang Jian stared intently at the writing on the human skin paper in his hand for a long ti.
This ti, the human skin paper didn’t seem to hold back on revealing information, sharing more than ever before, much of which Yang Jian hadn’t even asked for.
Such voluntary disclosure of information hides a terrible trap beneath it.
"The human skin paper sees Tong Qian as the bait, trying to lure into contacting the ghost again without enough information? Does it want to use another unknown ghost in the Caesar Hotel to kill ? Or does it think I can’t defeat the ghost that can tamper with mories? Going there would be marching to my death?”
"However, this thing is good at guessing human thoughts, knowing that risks and rewards are proportional. If I succeed, according to its thod I might really gain a perfect subordinate who has mastered two Ghost Faces, heh, truly insidious. The human skin paper’s approach reminds of a story.”
The story of a hunter and a fox ca to mind.
The story goes that a hunter ard with a shotgun went hunting in the mountains and encountered a fox. The hunter took a shot, but the crafty fox dodged it. The hunter shot again, and the fox dodged once more, then mocked the hunter, “If you know you can’t hit , why do you shoot at ?”
The hunter replied, “If I miss, all I lose is a bullet, but you could lose your life.”
With that, he fired again. Panicked, the fox didn’t manage to dodge and was shot dead.
At this mont, the human skin paper is like the hunter, and Yang Jian is like the fox. He might dodge once, twice, but a single failure would an a total loss for Yang Jian.
Unless Yang Jian decides to stop playing with the human skin paper, as long as he remains in the ga, he will always be the one at a disadvantage.
But the most terrifying aspect of the human skin paper is the impeccable timing of its information leak.
It seems as though just by taking the gamble according to its suggestion, one could get a promotion, a raise, and reach the pinnacle of life.
"Resolving the ghost controlling Zhao Lei is a must, but even if the human skin paper hadn’t revealed this, I would still have sought a solution. Why is it divulging this information? Is it rely adding bait, or is there so danger and horror hidden beneath this intelligence that I don’t know about?”
Yang Jian had no doubt about the feasibility of the thod.
As long as he successfully restrained that ghost, as stated, Tong Qian could indeed perfectly master two Ghost Faces and beco a ghost master on the sa level as him, with almost no risk since he would bear it all.
But that alone wasn’t convincing enough—Yang Jian would certainly not risk his life for a stranger, letting go of the opportunity to perfectly master the Ghost Faces. ṞＡ𝐍∅BƐṦ
However, that ghost could tamper with mories.
Following the thod on the human skin paper, if Yang Jian succeeded, he could freely alter Tong Qian’s mories, making her wake up as the personality he wanted her to be.
Although such an act was devious and despicable.
But it was undeniably tempting.
Human controlling ghosts is dangerous, but human controlling humans is not. If Tong Qian’s case is successful, Yang Jian could even use this thod to create his own team.
"What exactly do you want to do? Why reveal this thod so actively?” What worried Yang Jian even more was the hidden intentions behind the human skin paper.
Even though the human skin paper hadn’t shown any harm to him so far.
But Yang Jian knew this was only because he was careful. Once he made a mistake, the consequences would be trendous.
As he was reflecting, Zhang Gao from outside imdiately ca in, “Yang Jian, Tong Qian’s relatives are here to visit. Do you think you should avoid them?”
Yang Jian snapped back to reality, only then realizing he had been contemplating the human skin paper for so ti. He said, “Sorry, I was just preoccupied with so thoughts. I’m finished here; let’s go.”
Zhang Gao nodded.
As soon as they left the ward, Yang Jian saw Tong Qian’s parents and relatives who had rushed over to visit in the night. There were quite a few of them, about ten or so, big and small.
"Do you have any good ideas about Tong Qian’s situation? If you need help with anything in Dachang City, just let know, and I will do my best to assist,” Zhang Gao said as they walked.
"If I need help, I will definitely ask. Right now, I haven’t decided yet, but I do have a rough idea of a plan regarding Tong Qian’s situation Yang Jian started but abruptly stopped as he seed to sense sothing, his footsteps suddenly halted, then he turned to look at the group of people entering the ward one after another.
Among the visiting relatives, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance blended into the crowd. This man, silent with his head slightly bowed, curved his lips into a strange smile.
This expression was exactly like the Ghost Face Yang Jian had seen in the hotel during the day.
"Stop.” Yang Jian frowned and suddenly shouted.
Zhang Gao beside him stopped as well, and protectors nearby turned their gaze towards them.
The other visiting relatives also subconsciously looked at Yang Jian. Only that middle-aged man continued moving toward the ward without stopping.
"I said stop, didn’t you hear ?” Yang Jian said coldly as he walked over, pushed through the crowd, grabbed the middle-aged man by the neck, and slamd him against the wall with a loud thud.
The strength was surprisingly great; an ordinary person had no chance to struggle, unable to even lift their head.
"Who are you, and what do you want to do to ? Let go—help, soone’s beating up the middle-aged man cried out in pain.
But Yang Jian had no intention of letting go, his face cold as he said, “Did you just laugh just now?”
"What are you talking about? I don’t know what you an. Let go of , you lunatic,” the middle-aged man shouted.
"You really think I only rely on my eyes to see people?” Yang Jian said. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. Zhang Gao, lock this guy up, don’t let him out until the matter in Z city is resolved, and keep him away from Tong Qian. Cancel his visit today too. From now on, except for necessary dical staff, no one else is allowed in this hospital room.”
"And the dical staff must be accompanied by at least three other people when they co and go.”
Having said that, he dragged the middle-aged man toward the security personnel.
"What on earth are you doing, just attacking people like that? Is there no law anymore? Let go of right now. Do you really think my family is that easy to bully?” A middle-aged woman couldn’t stand it anymore and rushed over, pulling and even trying to bite Yang Jian’s arm.
"Kid, you looking for a fight? Let go, or I’ll make sure you regret it today.”
"Damn it, even daring to bully us, you’re looking for death.”
Seeing Yang Jian arbitrarily grabbing soone, other visiting relatives imdiately beca furious and rushed over, ready to throw punches.
"Everybody calm down, please, let’s calm down,” Zhang Gao called out in a hurry, signaling two security guards to co over and break up the fight.
Although the pulling, tearing, and cursing from these people posed no threat to Yang Jian, he didn’t want to be interfered with in his work. Not waiting for Zhang Gao to intervene, Yang Jian took out the internationally issued ghost hunter’s pistol and fired a shot at the ceiling.
"Bang~!”
The gunshot was loud, causing the people nearby to involuntarily jump.
This kid has a gun?
Once they realized this, everyone from the biting and cursing woman to the man ready to throw punches beca frightened.
"I am Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City, and I am currently conducting an investigation. You have no right to interfere. If you continue to obstruct, after a warning shot proves ineffective, I have the authority to shoot to kill, regardless of how many people there are,” Yang Jian said coldly, sweeping them with his gaze. “If anyone isn’t afraid to die, they can try it.”
This was one of the privileges of an international ghost hunter, which could be exercised even outside their jurisdiction.
Zhang Gao hurriedly said, “Yang Jian, calm down; they are Tong Qian’s relatives.”
"I know, but Tong Qian has beco a vegetable, her value is gone. Shooting her now won’t make Tong Qian jump up from her bed to hit , and given the special circumstances, even Z city’s leaders would have to stand aside, never mind Tong Qian’s relatives,” Yang Jian said in an indifferent and ruthless manner.
He had already spotted a problem among these people; it was possible there were others with issues too.
So this kind of warning was already polite; otherwise, Yang Jian would have had Zhang Gao lock all these people up.
"I know, but I still hope you can leave the matter here to to handle, I promise to take care of it,” Zhang Gao said.
"Do you realize the severity behind this incident?” Yang Jian stared at him. “The impact of this incident has slightly exceeded previous estimates.”
After saying this, he handed the middle-aged man over to him.
"That ghost wants to make contact with Tong Qian again; maybe it wants to kill her or for so other purpose, but it definitely won’t be a good thing,” Yang Jian remarked.
Zhang Gao’s face changed dramatically upon hearing this, and he quickly grabbed the middle-aged man and handcuffed him.
"If you say you can handle it, then it’s yours. I have other things to do and no ti to waste here. I hope you can do better than I imagine,” Yang Jian said, then left in a hurry without planning to stay any longer.
And such potential Ghost Slaves were hidden very deeply.
"Now the trouble is big; I might have been under that ghost’s surveillance as soon as I entered Z city. Eight or nine out of ten places in the entire city could have that ghost’s spies… Initially, it was in the dark against an exposed enemy, but now it’s reversed. This setup doesn’t feel like that of the ghost but rather Zhao Lei’s style because that’s how Zhao Lei plays gas—he likes to place eyes everywhere, monitoring enemies’ movents, then setting up ambushes.”
Yang Jian’s heart sank.
If the ghost had taken control of Zhao Lei, then Zhao Lei would be following the ghost’s orders, essentially aning that Zhao Lei’s intelligence was aiding the ghost’s cause.
The outcos under these circumstances were terrifying.
Yang Jian even felt that the ghost, after taking control of Zhao Lei, had gradually beco unbridled, no longer the entity without intelligence he once encountered, one that operated purely on rules.
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