Chapter 411: Chapter 410 Sudden Attack
At this moment, Wan Delu was being escorted out from among the rescued survivors like a prisoner. Although he didnât know what he had done wrong, he immediately realized that his situation seemed very dire, as he was even handcuffed, and the special operatives beside him were armed with real guns.
It seemed that if he tried to run, they would shoot him without hesitation.
Under such circumstances, it definitely wasnât something as simple as his company evading taxes or one of his hotels failing health inspections and giving someone a stomach ache. It had to be something much more serious.
His heart was racing, and his legs were trembling.
Wan Delu felt as if he was being led to the execution grounds, and the haunting on the plane was not as hopeless as this.
âI understand now, it must be those things that caused the problem.â When he was halfway there, he saw a group of people clustered around his suitcase under the sunshade ahead and instantly realized where he had erred.
Those antiques were problematicâŚ
Wan Delu couldnât help but think back to the haunting on the plane.
Maybe the problem lied with those antiques.
Could it be that some antiques were dug out from ancient tombs and had been contaminated with unclean entities, causing the haunting on the plane?
If that was the case, Wan Delu felt he was doomed.
Not shot, then certainly facing a lifetime in prison.
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Itâs all over, everythingâs finished⌠At this moment, Wan Delu felt like his entire family had died; even walking became difficult. If it werenât for the special operatives holding onto him, he would have collapsed to the ground right then.
âIs this item something you brought on the plane?â Chen Yi from J Cityâs International Ghost Masters approached menacingly and grabbed Wan Deluâs lapel.
His strength was as extraordinary as Yang Jianâs, eerily strong.
Wan Deluâs bulky body was hoisted up by one hand, his feet dangling in the air, with a chilling sensation around his throat. It was as if the chilling cold was seeping into his entire body, giving him the feeling that his body was no longer his own, beyond his control.
It was like sleep paralysis, with only his consciousness remaining clear.
This person, so terrifying.
Wan Deluâs barely stabilized emotions instantly collapsed, and in his eyes, he regarded this stranger with profound fear.
âChen Yi, thatâs enough, let him go,â Yang Jian said with a squint at that moment, speaking to stop him.
With a numb and insane look, Chen Yi glanced over, âThis is my jurisdiction now, I need to uncover the truth of this matter. Are you trying to interfere, Ghost-Eye Yang Jian?â
âItâs not about interfering with you, itâs that I donât want you to accidentally kill him. Heâs an acquaintance of mine,â Yang Jian said.
âIf heâs made a mistake, no matter whose acquaintance he is, he must be interrogated,â Chen Yi said. âNo one is exempt, including you.â
The others shifted their expressions slightly, looking toward Yang Jian and Chen Yi.
Why would Yang Jian argue with this Chen Yi over a trivial person? Even if Chen Yi accidentally killed that person, it shouldnât matter to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian continued, âThis case is under my jurisdiction. I established the paranormal archive, and Iâm the one who detained the ghost. So, if anyone is to interrogate him, itâs going to be me. Do you wish to dispute that, or are you trying to take credit for my work?â
He wasnât trying to save Wan Delu; rather, it was the news about the soul bottle on him that he didnât want others to obtain.
Because itâs very likely that following the clue of this soul bottle could lead to locating other soul bottles and determining the whereabouts of other detained malevolent spirits.
If he could secure them, their value would be immeasurable.
After all, the danger level of a malevolent spirit active in the world is uncertain because each detained ghost poses a great risk. But if itâs about picking up an easy catch, Yang Jian wouldnât want to miss the chance.
Especially now that he was experiencing issues with his body, if necessary, he would consider piecing together a malevolent spiritâs body.
Hence, Wan Delu was now very important.
âAnd if I refuse?â Chen Yi said coldly.
Yang Jian slowly said, âYou shouldnât refuse my request because denying me has no benefits, only trouble. I believe my words carry some weight and shouldnât be disregarded. So, I would appreciate it if you would do me this favor.â
As he spoke, the surrounding environment had changed.
In an instant, the whole world turned into a strange place shrouded in red light. The nearby people were gone, silence reigned, leaving only about a dozen people under the sunshade.
âThe Ghost Domain?â Zong Shan, Guo Fan, and other Ghost Mastersâ eyelids twitched.
Shen Liang also realized that something was off. If Yang Jian and Chen Yi really got into a conflict, it would be a total disaster.
If the two of them fought to the death, it would not be a big deal, but as the person in charge, he would undoubtedly be suspended and investigated.
âI heard that your Ghost Domain is even more unique than Li Junâs, that back in Dachang City, your Ghost Domain even invaded that of the Hungry Ghost?â Chen Yi said with a hint of ferocity.
Yang Jian replied, âWhat you hear may not reflect the truth. If possible, itâs always better to see with your own eyes.â
âConsidering the hard work you put into Dachang City, Iâll give you this face today. However, I expect you to act without bias; I cannot tolerate anyone causing trouble in my jurisdiction,â Chen Yi said.
Shen Liang had expected Chen Yi, with his temperament, to start a fight directly. Surprisingly, Chen Yi chose to back down rationally, calmly placing Wan Delu down.
âThank you,â Yang Jian said calmly.
The red light around them immediately disappeared, and everything returned to normal. The sun still shone brightly overhead, and the people who had vanished before reappeared.
Wan Delu was now sitting collapsed on the ground, his face still white with terror, gasping for air, sweating profusely as if he had just walked a tightrope at the very edge of death.
Had Chen Yi backed down?
Seeing the conflict dissipate, Shen Liang let out a slight sigh of relief and was somewhat surprised.
It was rare to see Chen Yi back down in front of someone else. Today, he had given Yang Jian that respect.
Shen Liang knew that Chen Yi was definitely not wary of this Ghost-eye Yang Jian; there must be another reason. However, since Chen Yi wasnât his responsibility, Shen Liang couldnât analyze Chen Yiâs motives this time.
âSince this incident is under Yang Jianâs charge, let him take full responsibility. No objections, I assume?â Shen Liang quickly looked around at everyone.
No one spoke. They all knew that Wan Delu was a valuable lead, and digging deeper could potentially yield unexpected results.
But they chose to keep silent.
Because they didnât want to offend Chen Yi or Yang Jian.
There was no need to speak of Chen Yi, one of the international ghost exorcists from J City, inconspicuous in fame but extraordinary in ability.
Yang Jian, an unknown high school senior half a year ago, had gained notoriety in the past six months, surviving many paranormal events. He was certainly not a person to be taken lightly.
âSince there are no objections, letâs call it a day. Yang Jian, submit a report later. Wan Delu is your responsibility now,â Shen Liang said.
âAll right,â Yang Jian said tersely.
Guo Fan though was not pleased, âAfter all this effort, weâve done nothing but bake in the sun for two hours. Yang Jian, you got the easy end again. Take this and study it well on your own.â
He picked up the soul bottle from the ground and threw it casually.
However, at the moment the golden bottle left his hand, as the mouth faced him, suddenlyâ
Out of the pitch-black bottle, a pale arm reached out, grabbed Guo Fanâs face, and violently pulled toward the inside of the bottle.
Guo Fan staggered, almost falling over, as the golden bottle covered his face and the protruding white arm exerted a terrible force, as if trying to pull his entire being into the bottle, hardly the size of a palm.
âAh~!â
He felt a severe pain and couldnât help but scream.
The sudden turn of events made everyone elseâs eyelids twitch.
This was bad.
They had been careless.
Was there still a ghost in the bottle?
Yang Jian, Zong Shan, Shen Liang, and even Chen Yiâs expressions changed dramatically in an instant.
The gold had blocked their perception, leading them to believe there was no problem with the bottle. Plus, having assumed that the ghost released earlier had been dealt with by Yang Jian, they hadnât thoroughly checked it.
They hadnât expected a paranormal occurrence at the last moment.
It must have been Guo Fanâs act of throwing the bottle that unintentionally triggered the ghost inside, leading to the attack.
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