Chapter 67

Everyone, when faced with the same situation, has different choices.

Jiang Yan, despite knowing Yang Jian's identity as a ghost controller, did not choose to stay away from him. Instead, she placed her bet on Yang Jian.

Only those who have been through hell know the beauty of the world.

Only those who have encountered fierce ghosts understand the happiness of being alive.

In this world devoid of security, even if Yang Jian were to turn into a malevolent ghost, Jiang Yan was willing to seek his protection.

"It's risen again. How did you know the price of gold would rise? I've been paying attention to the gold prices recently, but I thought they had already peaked and would likely fall. As it turned out, after a brief and rapid rise, the price of gold began to decline slowly. At this point, investing ten million would be very risky."

Jiang Yan, sitting in front of the computer, wearing a thin nightgown, paid no attention to the occasional exposure of her skin. She watched the gold price trend on her laptop with excitement.

When the market opened today, the gold price first fell, then rose sharply.

Yang Jian's decision to invest ten million at this time was truly lucky.

"I don't understand the stock market. I just know that the price of gold will continue to rise. I just want to make some pocket money," Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan, somewhat excited, asked, "Do you have inside information?"

"No, just a guess," Yang Jian replied.

Of course, it wasn't just a guess. Gold is no longer just a currency but a strategic resource, a necessity, and a consumable.

The price rise is inevitable.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan believed that Yang Jian must know something, otherwise, how could he guess so accurately?

After all, he is a detective, someone even Captain Liu would salute, not just a simple security guard.

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but invest her own savings, along with Yang Jian's, in gold, choosing the highest-risk and highest-reward leveraged gold trading to maximize profits with the smallest capital.

Of course, the risk was also high.

"Since you're sure the price of gold will rise, I plan to use the riskiest trading method to make a big profit for you. And I've also invested money, so don't blame me if we lose," Jiang Yan said.

"You decide. As long as you buy gold, I don't care about the rest," Yang Jian replied, confident in his judgment.

"Got it, leave it to me," Jiang Yan said, getting excited.

Yang Jian didn't pay much attention to how she traded stocks.

He spent more of his free time browsing the Interpol website.

A special website built by various countries, accessible only to Interpol agents.

Not for any other reason, just to learn more about relevant knowledge.

But on the website, Yang Jian didn't see any news about the fierce ghost he encountered yesterday.

"Such a big event can't go unnoticed by all countries... It seems they are intentionally keeping it under wraps, not wanting to publicize it."

He shook his head, feeling a bit disappointed.

The cooperation between countries is not tight, no wonder Interpol is divided by regions.

Seemingly united, but each looking out for themselves.

Over the past three days, Yang Jian rarely went out, staying in Jiang Yan's apartment.

Jiang Yan worked hard, and according to her, the initial ten million had already turned into over twenty million. She was so excited by the numbers that she couldn't sleep, as if the money were her own.

But this morning, Yang Jian received a call.

It was from Zhang Wei, who said he had something serious to discuss and asked Yang Jian to meet him.

After some thought, Yang Jian decided it would be better to check it out.

"I have something to do, I'll be out for a bit."

"Where are you going?"

"Just for a walk nearby," Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan quickly asked, "Will you be back tonight?"

"Of course."

Yang Jian finished speaking and left.

Driving through the bustling city, it was hard to imagine that supernatural events frequently occurred, and Dachang City had experienced several, yet most people seemed completely oblivious, going about their lives as usual, unaffected.

"Sometimes ignorance is bliss."

Yang Jian opened the car window, watching the pedestrians on the sidewalk, and sighed.

Soon, he arrived at the pedestrian street where he had agreed to meet Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei was already there, standing in the crowd, seemingly in an argument with someone, as if they were already fighting.

"I, Zhang Wei, am standing here arguing with you not to prove that I am better than others or that I am great, but to let everyone know that what I, Zhang Wei, have lost, I will take back with my own hands..." He pointed at the ground, his tone firm and resolute.

"Zhang Wei, what are you shouting about? Why did you call me so early in the morning?" Yang Jian called out.

Hearing someone call his name, Zhang Wei looked up and saw Yang Jian had arrived, immediately delighted: "Yang Jian, I'm here. Could you please move aside, move aside, let's call it off for today."

He then pointed at someone and said, "I'm not afraid of you, nor am I trying to escape. I just don't want my friends to see my ruthless side. You're lucky today."

"What are you arguing about? It seems like you were about to fight. What's it about?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Wei sneered, "A junior high school student had an extremely bad attitude, dared to cut in line while buying an ice cream. I was just teaching him what it means to be an adult."

"..."

"Never mind, let's not talk about it. Come, let's go to the coffee shop and sit down. I have something to discuss with you," Zhang Wei said.

After they sat down in the coffee shop,

"What have you been up to lately? Are you still working at that mall? I went there yesterday and heard that a murder case happened there, and it has been completely sealed off. The owner is called Tang An, right?" Zhang Wei asked.

"How do you know so much?" Yang Jian was surprised.

Zhang Wei said, "That mall was built by my father. I asked him about it. Tell me, is it really haunted?"

"You guessed right, it is haunted," Yang Jian said.

"Damn, I knew it. Places that are suddenly sealed off are mostly haunted. The school was like this, the neighborhood was like this, and this mall is the same... I feel like this Earth is no longer livable. If we could immigrate to Mars, I'd be the first to sign up."

Zhang Wei was visibly shaken.

"But it's all taken care of now. The situation there has been resolved. By the way, why did you call me here?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Wei said, "Actually, I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Wei frowned deeply, his expression serious, and whispered, "Last night, while I was playing a game on my computer, something supernatural happened. I think it might be haunted, similar to the scary curse in the stories on your forum."

"Can you be more specific?" Yang Jian asked.

"It was probably the final circle. I was the last one standing... The top right corner showed no one else, but I died mysteriously, and the screen displayed 'Game Over.'"

"If it only happened once, it could be explained, but it happened three times in a row. Do you think a ghost might be playing the game? I felt something was off and was scared all night, my eyes are almost too heavy to keep open. That's why I wanted to buy an ice cream to perk up," Zhang Wei said solemnly.

Yang Jian said seriously, "I don't think you encountered a ghost, but rather... a cheater."

"Really?" Zhang Wei looked at Yang Jian in surprise. "A cheater? Could it be a ghost?"

Yang Jian said, "You're overthinking it. It's definitely not a ghost, just a cheater. You were killed by a cheater three times."

"So that's it... I thought I was haunted." Zhang Wei fell into deep silence.