Chapter 69

When Yang Jian saw this group of people, he had no intention of leaving.

He chose to make contact with them.

Because, he shouldn't be afraid of trouble; trouble should be afraid of him.

"An annual salary of 1.2 million, that's a high salary. Even executives in regular companies might not earn that much." Yang Jian's eyes lit up as he said this.

"Let's make it a deal. Transfer the money, and I'll join your company immediately."

Wu Feng, seeing his excited expression, couldn't help but regard him as a rookie just entering society.

"There's no problem with that, but before you join the company, there's one more thing you need to do... Do you recognize this box?" He then took out a photo.

The photo showed a golden box.

The same style as the one Yan Li had.

"This thing was originally in Yan Li's hands. When he came out of the mall, he should have handed it to you. Our company is looking for this item. If you can produce it, I'm willing to pay a premium of 10 million to acquire it."

"I'm very straightforward in business. I won't hide anything from you. This thing is made of gold, worth over 2.4 million. I can give you 10 million, so you'll still make a good profit."

"What do you think?"

Yang Jian said, "This thing was indeed given to me by Yan Li. He asked me to keep it for a few days, but now it's gone."

"Gone? How did it go?"

"Turned it in."

Yang Jian continued, "I heard that I could become an international police officer, a formal position, so I didn't hesitate to turn it in. Someone even praised me for my high moral character, which made me happy for a few days."

Wu Feng almost spat blood when he heard this.

You're really naive and somewhat cute. This thing is being sought after at a high price worldwide, and countries are vying for it, yet you turned it in?

"You're lying, you're not honest." Wu Feng held his breath and stared at him.

"I'm not lying. Look, this is something from the authorities. In a few days, I might have to participate in some evaluations." Yang Jian took out a satellite phone.

A police satellite phone?

Wu Feng recognized it at a glance, but then he couldn't help but get angry.

Could it be that the ghost that was captured and sealed has really been turned in by this Yang Jian?

"Why did you turn it in? How could you bear to turn it in? Don't you know what's inside? You were involved in the mall incident, Yan Li couldn't have told you nothing." Wu Feng said, somewhat angry.

The lack of information made him completely unaware of Yang Jian.

He only knew that he was a high school senior, a new ghost handler, a complete rookie.

Yang Jian took advantage of this, pretending to know nothing, to try to get some useful information.

"I know, it's a ghost, one that Yan Li and I caught together. It's very dangerous. You don't know how many people died in the mall. Such a dangerous thing should be handed over to the state for handling. I wouldn't dare to keep it around." Yang Jian said.

"Right, what do you want the ghost for? What's its use?"

Wu Feng said, "It has many uses. Experiments have already proven successful..."

He stopped speaking as soon as he started.

Yang Jian pressed, "What experiments?"

"This is confidential. Since you don't have the box, there's nothing to talk about." Wu Feng stood up, preparing to leave, his face cold.

The box was turned in, and he had joined the international police. This Yang Jian had no value to him.

Continuing the conversation would be a waste of time.

"Wait." Yang Jian called out to them.

"Is there anything else?"

Yang Jian said, "Actually, I lied to you... I'm really sorry. The box is actually still with me; I haven't had the chance to turn it in yet."

"What?"

Wu Feng stopped in his tracks and turned to look at him.

"Are you serious? Is the thing really still with you?"

Yang Jian nodded seriously, "Yes, I always speak sincerely and straightforwardly."

"Then would you be willing to sell it to me for 10 million?"

Wu Feng sat down again, continuing the previous conversation: "If you turn it in, you won't get a penny, and being an international police officer is not a good position. You've encountered ghost incidents; do you have the confidence to survive every time you handle them?"

"This is a high-risk job. You're young, and there are many things you haven't experienced yet. Sacrificing your life is just a slogan; real benefits are what matter... Hand over the box, and the money won't be short."

"I want to receive the money first, and then I'll give you the thing." Yang Jian said.

"Fine, but I need to see the goods first." Wu Feng said, then gestured to the group behind him.

There was no real transaction, no 10 million. They planned to just take it by force.

After all, they were in the business of making money without investment.

Yang Jian shook his head, "No, no, that won't work. You said you'd give me a year's salary in advance and 10 million. I haven't seen a penny yet. I don't trust your words. I won't take out the thing until I see the money."

"Don't be ungrateful, we..." one of the men said fiercely.

Wu Feng turned and gestured, "Let's do it this way. I'll give you a year's salary in advance, and then you show me the box. Once we confirm it's correct, we'll make the deal. What do you think?"

He didn't want to get into a real fight with a ghost handler if he could avoid it.

The ghost inside Yang Jian's body had unknown characteristics.

It might be harmless like Yan Li's, or it could be very troublesome.

But gambling always has a risk, so he was willing to spend a little money to solve the problem.

"Fine, let's do it that way. Transfer the money, here's my bank account. I'll get the thing as soon as I receive the money." Yang Jian took out his phone from under the table.

Wu Feng thought and hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked innocent and excited, as if already imagining how to spend the 10 million.

"Alright, I'll transfer it to you now." Wu Feng transferred the money directly via his phone.

Soon.

Yang Jian's phone received a message: 100 yuan.

"How come only 100 yuan? Did you transfer the wrong amount?"

Wu Feng checked Yang Jian's account balance and confirmed that he was a poor student who had just become a ghost handler, indeed lacking experience.

"Sorry, I accidentally clicked the wrong button. This 100 yuan is for a meal." He then made another transfer.

This time it was correct, 1.2 million.

"It's in, that's great, thank you so much." Yang Jian shook his hand excitedly.

"You're welcome. Can you take me to get the box now?" Wu Feng said.

Yang Jian nodded, "Of course, let's go."

He led the group out of the coffee shop and down the street.

"Is it far? We have a car, we can drive you there." Wu Feng looked at Yang Jian walking ahead, frowned, and felt something was off.

"My car is parked nearby. Why don't you drive around and wait for me there?" Yang Jian turned and looked at them.

"No need." Wu Feng wasn't about to let Yang Jian out of his sight.

But the further they walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

The pedestrians on the street gradually decreased.

In the end, the entire sidewalk was empty.

"Wait."

Wu Feng urgently called out, looked at the empty street, and his face changed.

At that moment, Yang Jian turned around and grinned, "Just noticed? I'm sorry, I lied to you again. I called the police while we were talking..."

"Don't move, raise your hands, and lie down on the ground."

In the next moment, plainclothes police officers rushed out from the surrounding shops, led by Captain Liu.

This wasn't a regular paranormal incident but a criminal case, so all the officers were armed.

"You little..."

Wu Feng's eyes bulged with anger, almost rushing over to beat the guy up.

"Angry, want to hit someone? Come on, hit me here, yes, right here." Yang Jian pointed to his forehead.

"Damn it." Wu Feng cursed, this kid was really a scoundrel.

Not only did he trick him out of money, but he also called the police to arrest him.

There was no one more shameless in the world.

Although he was angry, he didn't dare to do anything.

Yang Jian smiled coldly, "To deal with people like you, I don't even need to use the ghost's power. But you should be glad to be arrested. If you fight me, I'll make you regret being born."

After saying that, he ignored their fierce gazes and walked over, "Captain Liu, these people are a gang, trying to kidnap and assault me. They may be carrying large-scale weapons. Be careful."

Captain Liu saluted and said, "Don't worry, I won't let any of these criminals escape."

"That's good. I'll leave it to you. I have some things to take care of." Yang Jian said.

How serious is the crime of assaulting a police officer?

He could see from the fate of the previous manager Li.

He touched the eye on his hand.

Yang Jian didn't feel the agitation of revival, which made him feel much more relaxed.

If he could use his brain, he wouldn't use the ghost eye's power.

This would help delay the revival.

Unfortunately, he didn't get the 10 million, otherwise, this would have been a big profit.

So, they weren't just troublemakers.

They were money-bringers.

Good people.

Yang Jian silently gave Wu Feng a thumbs up in his heart.