Chapter 82

"Who was the person who pointed a gun at me just now?"

Yang Jian, as usual, lay sprawled on the bed. Jiang Yan seemed less afraid, curled up in her robe beside him, still somewhat shaken.

"He's a newly transferred international police officer responsible for the security of Dachang City, specifically dealing with supernatural incidents. This has nothing to do with you," Yang Jian said.

"How can it have nothing to do with me? He almost shot me just now," Jiang Yan said, her emotions getting a bit agitated.

"He wouldn't dare to shoot. It was just a show for me. From the moment he entered to the moment he left, this person couldn't have been unaware that someone was in the bathroom. Pointing a gun at your head wasn't a threat to you; it was a threat to me... This person is tough to deal with, a formidable opponent, and will be my enemy in the future," Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan, a bit frightened, asked, "It's so dangerous here. Should we consider moving?"

"Where can we move to? The entire Dachang City is under Zhao Kai's jurisdiction. Unless you move to another city, if you want to leave, you can go. I won't leave," Yang Jian said seriously. "Just for his greeting today, I will definitely find a way to get rid of this guy and take over his position, but... that's a prerequisite..."

He didn't continue.

To become an international police officer, one must find a way to delay the revival of a powerful ghost. Otherwise, joining the international police in his current state would be courting death.

He remembered clearly how Zhou Zheng died.

"Will you be okay?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I'm not sure," Yang Jian said. "It's late, I'm going to sleep. You'd better stay away from me."

"Okay."

The brief conversation ended.

The next noon.

Yang Jian received a delivery; the items he had ordered online had arrived.

While loading bullets into his gun, he frowned at the piece of parchment laid out on the table.

"Tomorrow I'm going to Huanggang Village. Zhao Kai's appearance has cast a shadow over my heart. It... seems very dangerous."

"But the hope of survival makes me take a desperate risk. I can only take a chance and complete the transaction with Sun Lihong, but another thought has appeared in my mind."

"Should I trust people... or should I trust this piece of human skin that guided me out of the school?"

"After hesitating for a while, I decided to use the headless ghost sealed in the golden box and this piece of human skin to make the transaction... If this transaction is successful, I can get a way to survive."

"That is, to control a second ghost and delay the revival of a powerful ghost."

Yang Jian looked at the words that appeared on the parchment and sneered, "I can only use this as a last resort. Now, I won't believe a single punctuation mark on this."

He wanted to see if there would be any warnings or alerts on the human skin, but it was disappointing.

This thing stubbornly continued to function as a notebook.

After loading the bullets, Yang Jian folded the human skin and put it in his pocket.

Just as he was putting it in, a line of text appeared on the human skin: "The transaction failed again..."

Yang Jian tested the gun, which had thirty rounds, ten in each magazine, costing him three million.

One shot was worth a hundred thousand.

The pain made his lips twitch.

"This thing is more for intimidation than practical use," he thought to himself.

Three days passed quickly.

Early in the morning.

Yang Jian drove his luxury car, which he had earned from Master Luo, on a nearly deserted road.

The navigation on his phone directed him to Huanggang Village.

He had looked it up online; Huanggang Village was a small village with some history, dating back to the previous dynasty. It had once been developed as a tourist attraction but failed due to various transportation and economic reasons.

As for the supernatural incidents there,

To be honest, Yang Jian couldn't find any information on them.

There might be files, but he couldn't access them.

However, he didn't think the files would be very useful, as the supernatural incidents hadn't been resolved, so there was little useful information to be gained.

"I'll stop at the village entrance. You can drive back on your own. Don't call me unless I call you to pick me up. I don't want a phone call to ruin my efforts to resolve the supernatural incident," Yang Jian said coldly while driving.

"Don't worry, I won't," Jiang Yan said.

"That's best."

They were silent in the car for a while.

As the car turned onto a small road and drove for about ten minutes, a secluded village appeared at the foot of a distant mountain.

He checked his phone's navigation.

Yes, this was Huanggang Village.

At the village entrance, Yang Jian braked and stopped.

He didn't turn off the engine but threw the car keys to Jiang Yan.

"If I don't return within a month, I'm probably dead. You can keep the car. After I get some things from the trunk, you should leave. Don't come back here out of curiosity. I don't know what will happen here, but stay away from this place in the future."

With that, he got out of the car.

There wasn't much to get, just a specially made body bag weighing a few dozen pounds, some emergency food, and a few changes of clothes.

He was on a mission, not on a vacation.

"Beep, beep!"

Suddenly, the roar of sports cars came from behind, and five luxury cars drove up the small road.

This was unusual for such a remote area.

"Yang Jian, I thought you wouldn't dare come alone, but you actually dared to come alone to resolve this supernatural incident?"

A sports car stopped, and the window rolled down. Ye Jun, whose head had been injured, looked at him with a mix of coldness and hostility.

"I don't want to talk to someone without a brain," Yang Jian said, knowing that the Ghost Riders from the Xiaqiang Club had also come.

They must have been following his car, or they wouldn't have caught up so quickly.

"What did you say? I haven't settled the score for last time. Do you think it's over?"

Ye Jun had an impulse to get out and hit him.

Yang Jian said, "A dying man can't let go of anything. Didn't Wang Xiaqiang say, 'A smile erases grudges, a laugh resolves enmity'? You're an adult; think before you act. Don't be so impulsive. It's just a few shots. It's part of the life of a Ghost Rider. I'll pay for your medical expenses."

Ye Jun's face turned especially ugly, about to get angry, when Zhang Han opened the car door and said, "Ye Jun, are you coming or not? Why are you stopping in the middle of the road? Let's go into the village first. We can talk later."

"Yang Jian, you don't need to be so arrogant. After we resolve this supernatural incident, the people from our club will complete the transaction for you, but we won't tell you how to survive."

Ye Jun sneered, "To be honest, I should thank you. Without you, we wouldn't have known about this important information."

"Maybe the club's Wang Xiaqiang already knew but didn't tell you. I, an outsider, could find out this information. How could the president of the club not have heard anything? Don't be used by others," Yang Jian said.

"See you in the village." Ye Jun's eyes flickered, thinking something.

The cars started, and the five vehicles turned into the village road, quickly disappearing from sight.

"Five cars? That's five Ghost Riders. They must be quite wealthy, all driving luxury cars. They seem to have enjoyed being Ghost Riders... But to me, they're just cannon fodder. The more people, the better. I'm afraid there won't be enough people to resolve this supernatural incident," Yang Jian thought coldly.

He took his things, closed the trunk, and said, "Jiang Yan, let's go."

The car turned around, and Jiang Yan, sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Yang Jian with a heavy heart. "Will you really be okay?"

"No one can guarantee their safety when facing a powerful ghost, not even me," Yang Jian said, shouldering his things and preparing to leave.

"You'll be fine. I believe in you," Jiang Yan said.

"Believe in me? I don't even have confidence in myself." Yang Jian waved his hand. "Go."

He didn't linger, not making it a dramatic farewell.

He walked down the small road toward Huanggang Village with his things.

Shortly after he left, Jiang Yan drove away, not choosing to stay for long.

After all, this place... was haunted.

"Is there really a ghost here? It looks normal," Yang Jian said, frowning as he walked.

There were vegetable fields and farmland along the road.

Judging by the growth, they were well-maintained.

There were chickens wandering around, and the houses didn't look dilapidated or desolate.

Everything indicated that this was a normal rural village.

It was just a bit quiet.

But that was normal, as most young people in rural areas now work in the cities, leaving the elderly and children behind.

In the village,

Five luxury cars were parked by the roadside.

Six people got out and stood together, curiously looking around the village.

"Does this place look haunted? It doesn't to me," Zhang Han said, puzzled. "There's no scary atmosphere. It feels like we're on a vacation."

"The information from Sun Lihong says this place is haunted, so it must be abnormal. Not all ghosts kill indiscriminately. Some are more docile and have less impact... These are usually classified as low-level and not targeted for elimination," Ye Jun said.

"Severity doesn't equal scariness. If the information says there's a supernatural incident here, then there must be a ghost," another person added.

"Lying to us wouldn't benefit anyone. If you're scared, you can still leave now."

"We agreed to work together to resolve this supernatural incident and then negotiate with Sun Lihong. My time is running out, and I don't want to wait to die."

The group discussed, each person contributing their thoughts.

Since they had decided to come, they weren't planning to back down.