Chapter 63

Yang Jian and Yan Li cooperated successfully to contain and imprison the ghost that was wandering in the mall.

Although the ghost's terror level was only defined as C-class, it was much more difficult to deal with than expected. Not only did they need to understand the ghost's movement patterns and find its true form, but they also needed methods to restrict it... and any slight mistake during the process could lead to a gruesome death.

Especially when the ghost tried to switch with Yan Li's arm, it made Yang Jian break out in a cold sweat at the time.

If they hadn't been prepared and reacted quickly, both he and Yan Li would have died.

"Captain Liu, are you still investigating? I thought you had already left."

Yang Jian walked out of the mall and saw Captain Liu and several other police officers on guard outside.

The surrounding police tape was lit up in red, and even the nearby crowd had been evacuated.

Clearly, this Captain Liu had experience in handling such paranormal incidents.

Captain Liu saluted Yang Jian first, as the detective's rank was higher than his, and then said, "It's my duty, how can I be negligent? How is the situation inside? Are there any survivors?"

Yang Jian replied, "There's good news and bad news. The good news is that this incident has been resolved successfully, and there won't be any more missing persons in this mall."

"What about the bad news..." Captain Liu asked.

Yang Jian's expression turned serious, "There were quite a few deaths, dozens of bodies inside, all of them were previously missing persons. If this happened under normal circumstances, it would be a major national case. But now... we can only say that the casualties are within the city's capacity to handle. As for survivors, unfortunately, there's only one."

He pointed to Jiang Yan beside him.

Jiang Yan had disheveled hair and a somewhat haggard appearance, but her eyes showed a sense of relief and joy after surviving the ordeal.

"Only one survivor out of so many missing persons?" Captain Liu's expression changed, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

All the missing persons were dead.

This was the result of just one paranormal incident.

Yang Jian said, "There's no danger inside anymore... at least that's what I think. The rest is up to you, Captain Liu. I have some matters to attend to and can't stay any longer. If you need any assistance with the investigation, feel free to call me."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work. I'll take care of the rest," Captain Liu said with respect.

Although the death toll was high, if Yang Jian hadn't handled the paranormal incident in the mall, the disaster would have worsened.

Captain Liu understood the high-risk nature of the detective's work.

Yang Jian nodded, left his phone number, and then left.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Yan hurriedly followed him.

"Miss, why are you following me? You've already left the mall, and if you're fine, go home quickly. Your family must be worried about you after you've been missing for several days. Don't cling to me," Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan said with a hint of委屈 (grievance), "Don't say that. I already agreed to be your girlfriend, you can't just leave me behind."

"Miss, are you trying to take advantage of me? Who asked you to be my girlfriend?" Yang Jian's eyelid twitched.

"Didn't we agree in the restroom? And don't call me Miss, I'm still young," Jiang Yan said.

Yang Jian looked at her, "How old are you this year?"

"25, no, actually 24, 25 is my age in years. How about that, I'm still young, right?" Jiang Yan said, lifting her face with a hint of pride, as if being his girlfriend was a favor to him.

"Sorry, I'm 18 this year, at most 19 in years."

Yang Jian said, "So, just admit you're a Miss. I didn't call you Aunt, which is already giving you face. I'm actually quite polite, don't you think, Miss Jiang?"

"..."

Jiang Yan felt her scalp tingle, feeling no sense of achievement in comparing ages. She thought Yang Jian was already 25 or 26, which is why he called her Miss.

Indeed, she was a Miss in front of him.

"Brother, thank you so much for today. I really owe you one."

Suddenly, Mr. Tang, who was giving a statement, saw Yang Jian preparing to leave and hurriedly ran over, grabbing his hand with a grateful expression.

Yang Jian smiled, "It's just my job, Mr. Tang, you're too kind."

"Not at all, you saved my life. Here's my card. If you need any help in the future, just let me know," Mr. Tang said, handing a business card to Yang Jian.

"Hey, Tang An, you haven't finished your statement yet. The chief still needs to talk to you at the station. You're responsible for the missing persons in your mall, you know," a police officer called out.

"Coming, coming, sorry, officer. I'll be right there," Mr. Tang apologized and then said, "Brother, please take care of me in the future. I'm Tang An. If you have time, come to my company. It's nearby. I'll treat you to a meal next time."

Yang Jian felt a bit moved.

Mr. Tang truly knew how to build relationships.

He had a much longer-term perspective than others.

No wonder he was the boss, while Li was just a manager.

"Sure, I'll visit Mr. Tang when I have time," Yang Jian took the card, thinking that having more connections might be useful in the future.

At least Mr. Tang was a wealthy man, and if he needed money, Mr. Tang would likely be willing to lend him some.

"But where should I go next?" Yang Jian came to a crossroads and felt a bit lost.

Go home?

Don't be ridiculous, his home was haunted. Even if he had the courage, he wouldn't dare to stay there.

It would be deadly.

"Looks like I'll have to find a place to stay temporarily. After Yan Li finds a buyer, I'll deal with the transaction. But before that... I need to seal this thing, melt it completely," Yang Jian took out a box wrapped in golden foil.

It wasn't tin foil, but gold leaf.

Although the box wasn't large, it was heavy, weighing several kilograms.

But who would have thought that this pure gold box contained a ghost?

"What are you doing? Don't you have a car? Why not drive it?" Jiang Yan followed him and suddenly asked.

"I'm just a nobody, how could I have a car? I don't even have a bicycle," Yang Jian said, "Why are you still following me, Miss?"

Jiang Yan squinted her eyes and smiled, "You didn't have a car before, but you do now. Didn't you forget that you earned 8 million from Master Luo? He didn't have enough money, so he gave you a car as collateral, along with some jade, watches, and other things. I saw it clearly on the surveillance."

"Thanks for reminding me, I did earn a car."

Yang Jian felt in his pocket and found a set of car keys.

He pressed a button.

Among the cars parked by the roadside, a muscular, off-road Mercedes-Benz lit up.

"You made a big profit. This is an imported Mercedes-Benz, worth nearly 5 million. Master Luo lost big," Jiang Yan's eyes lit up as she recognized it.

Yang Jian said, "I'd rather sell the car for money, otherwise, I'll have to return it to Master Luo eventually."

"You can't sell it yet, it hasn't been transferred to your name," Jiang Yan said, taking the initiative to walk up and hold Yang Jian's arm, pulling him forward.

"Miss, we're not that close, are we?" Yang Jian asked.

"You're rich, young, and handsome. Can't I just throw myself at you? Besides, you saved me and haven't charged me yet... How about we settle it all at my apartment today?" Jiang Yan gave him a flirtatious look, hinting strongly.

"I feel like your eyes are looking at me in a strange way, like you want to eat me. But if you let me stay, that would be great. Just to let you know, I won't pay for rent or food," Yang Jian said.

"Fine, I'll throw myself at you. Didn't you say you had something to do? I'll go with you," Jiang Yan seemed to have decided to stick with Yang Jian and wasn't willing to let go easily.

She was different from a young girl; she was a working woman and a company accountant.

Her profession and instincts made Jiang Yan very clear about what kind of boyfriend she needed. After this paranormal incident, she felt that only by firmly attaching herself to Yang Jian did she have a future.

Otherwise, if she encountered another paranormal incident, she didn't think she would survive.

The world had changed.

Jiang Yan tightly held Yang Jian's arm, her chest pressing against him. She didn't believe that Yang Jian wouldn't be moved by her.

Soon.

Yang Jian drove the muscular, off-road Mercedes-Benz on the road.

Jiang Yan sat in the passenger seat, a smile on her lips as she leaned against the window.

"Although he's a bit young, what does it matter?" Jiang Yan thought to herself.

However, the next moment.

Yang Jian's hand suddenly shot up, grabbing Jiang Yan's neck with such force that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Cough, cough, what are you doing?" Jiang Yan instinctively struggled.

Yang Jian, who was driving, turned to look at her, "I forgot to ask... Does the ghost in the mall have a head or not? If it doesn't, everything is fine. If it does, where is the ghost's head?"

"How would I know? Can't you be a bit gentler?" Jiang Yan said.

"Sorry, I'm a bit paranoid, but I need to confirm again. I don't want to be outsmarted by the ghost at the last moment," Yang Jian said, loosening his grip and carefully feeling her neck.

He wanted to make sure she hadn't had her head switched.

"Can't you warn me next time? I'll cooperate with you," Jiang Yan complained, but she didn't resist his inspection.

Because only he could deal with ghosts, and in matters involving paranormal incidents, she would unconditionally cooperate. She didn't want anything to happen to herself.

Yang Jian felt her neck, confirming that there was no sign of a head switch.

That meant that during the time he was away from the surveillance room, Jiang Yan hadn't had any issues.

"It's not you... Maybe I was too suspicious," Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan said softly, "People usually touch legs or chests in the car, never necks. If you're so skilled, why don't you touch here?"

She grabbed Yang Jian's hand and placed it on her thigh.

"Real silk stockings, can last for three years."

"I can wear silk stockings too."

"..."