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Leuk San, this paper man, tore himself to shreds—it was a form of suicide.

Decisive and indifferent.

This casual attitude revealed a terrifying signal—that this Leuk San was no longer too worried about the Ghost Infant’s resurrection, because such paper men only appear when the Ghost Infant’s abilities are used.

Anyone who uses it, any ordinary ghost controller, runs the risk of resurrection.

Currently, there are only two ways to freely use the Ghost Infant’s power.

One is the Ghost Shadow’s system crash.

The second is to become a special kind of anomaly.

Yang Jian belonged to the former, having commandeered three ghosts only when the Ghost Shadow had a system crash, but the Ghost Shadow in that state could suppress part of the Ghost Eye’s resurrection, suppress the Ghost Hand, and then use the Ghost Hand to suppress the Ghost Eye, creating a highly compressive balance.

“The reason this guy isn’t dangerous isn’t because he’s not formidable, but because it’s always paper men that show up. The real Leuk San might exceed my expectations when he makes his appearance.”

When he arrived, he had given Leuk San a show of force.

This kind of move from Leuk San was also an intangible reminder, reminding Yang Jian that he was just a paper man, not to underestimate him.

“Indeed, there aren’t many simple characters who can become team leaders. Even that Jang Shangbai I took out wasn’t bad, it’s just that he was a frontman pushed out by his circle of friends. The real manager was that Fang Shiming,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

He walked over, tore up the remaining parts of the body, and took out the paper man that belonged to Xiong Wenwen.

The texture was simply like that of a dead person’s skin—soft, cold, eerie.

Not at all rough and stiff like paper.

But it was very light.

As if weightless, Yang Jian merely grabbed it lightly and picked it up, as if clutching a dead body.

“This is the paper man left by Leuk San? Truly inconceivable. Just by appearances, this is a normal corpse; who would think it’s just a paper man? Xiao Ming that guy is still so sharp, having seen my successful consciousness transfer, he immediately understood how to utilize the photos left by the Ghost Camera.”

“He even found a replacement body.”

Although he and Xiao Ming didn’t naturally get along, there was no denying the guy’s high proficiency with the utilization of bizarre objects and Ghost Infant abilities.

Like a shrewd computer capable of quickly and accurately devising the best solution.

Too bad, there were many resources he couldn’t fully utilize, and human hearts couldn’t be controlled.

Otherwise, with the Ghost Child in Yang Jian’s possession combined with Xiong Wenwen, and adding this paper man of Leuk San along with the Ghost Camera, he could take pictures without any cost, and have a chance to fight even the most dreadful Ghost Infants.

But Xiao Ming understood as well.

People are not tools; no matter how good the plan, it’s useless without cooperation. He sent Xiong Wenwen over, bet on Yang Jian saving her.

The paper body of Leuk San, Xiong Wenwen’s photo, the spirit tablet inside the Ghost Child’s belly.

All three items were now gathered.

Just a nod from Yang Jian, and the vanished Xiong Wenwen could be resurrected.

This temptation was immense, and most would find it difficult to resist. After all, picking up a team member for free, especially a special anomaly, would be very helpful in dealing with supernatural events in the future. Moreover, Xiong Wenwen possessed a rare ability to predict the future, an invaluable asset in unsolvable supernatural cases.

Yang Jian didn’t consider resurrecting Xiong Wenwen immediately. Instead, he placed the paper man in a small room inside the office.

That room was a temporary safe house.

Left behind by a previous unlucky boss, now this asset was under his control.

“Li Yang, go downstairs and talk to Zang Hua about your situation to create a file, then rest in a room downstairs. Later on, I will arrange your accommodation,” said Yang Jian at this moment.

“President Yang, what about Xiong Wenwen?” Li Yang curiously asked.

“Let’s put that matter on hold for now. I’m not in any rush,” replied Yang Jian.

Where would it be if someone just brought something over and you went and dealt with it obediently? At any rate, he had to observe for a few days to see what was going on, in case there were any traps, right?

“Then, President Yang, I’ll go downstairs and check in first. Please take good care of me in the future,” Li Yang said with a smile.

Although Yang Jian seemed cold, unapproachable, and emotionless, Li Yang didn’t forget that it was Yang Jian who had brought him out of the ghost painting, saving his life. For that alone, it was worth working together.

Yang Jian indifferently nodded.

After sending Li Yang away, he sat back in his chair with some frustration, turned around, and looked out through the vast floor-to-ceiling window.

Gazing down at Dachang City through the glass, he felt as if he held the fate of a city in his hands, but this sense of control from on high didn’t bring any joy, only an inexplicable anxiety and the feeling of impending crisis looming in his heart.

“What a bunch of useless people,” Yang Jian muttered coldly.

“President Yang, it’s rare to see you so angry. Is it because of what just happened?”

Zhang Liqin walked over at this moment, her voice tinged with nervousness, “I think I heard that person earlier, saying that the ghost we had locked up was stolen?”

“Yes.”

Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes, “If what Leuk San said is true, once the word gets out, it will cause turmoil, and the situation will collapse in an instant. Although I’m not too concerned about this, I don’t want to see that ghostly thing reappear either. Having been invaded by a Ghost Infant and attacked before, you should understand how terrible it is.”

“Yes, if not for you, I would have died. I don’t ever want to go through that experience again,” replied Zhang Liqin, shaken, then placed her hand on Yang Jian’s shoulder, gently massaging it.

Her actions betrayed a strong unease.

Only when she was close to Yang Jian, touching him, did she feel she had support, which is why she liked being together with Yang Jian, preferably every night.

It was a dependence, both mental and psychological.

“But how could such a powerful headquarters be robbed by someone else? It doesn’t make sense,” Zhang Liqin asked sneakily.

Yang Jian, still with his eyes closed, unfazed, replied, “When the experts are either dead or gone, and the one in charge is no longer present, an invasion by a top-notch ghost controller is quite normal. The rest, who are not very useful, wouldn’t be capable of stopping, let alone touching it.”

“Couldn’t that thing be hidden more securely? Like our home’s safe, aren’t valuable things supposed to be put inside?” Zhang Liqin commented.

“It’s useless. The one who possesses the Ghost Domain, if powerful enough, can’t be kept hidden from anything; even the most secretive things will be found,” Yang Jian spoke slowly.

Take himself, for example.

If the Ghost Domain covered a city, one wouldn’t need to go tens of thousands of meters underground—just one or two thousand meters would suffice. Then, what in the city could remain hidden?

Even the ghosts that were detained would certainly be near headquarters, no matter how secret their location.

Even if a ghost-bearer had buried them in the deepest reaches of the earth, as long as another ghost-bearer’s Ghost Domain surpassed the former, the buried could be easily dug out.

Still, such capable people were extremely rare.

So far, there weren’t many who met the requirements.

It was quite normal for Ye Zhen to be suspected.

Yang Jian even felt he was under suspicion, even though he had traveled to Japan recently and returned to his hometown, which was grounds enough for suspicion—but this suspicion hadn’t been expressed to his face.

No reason was needed.

It was enough just to know someone had that ability.

But without evidence, one couldn’t act recklessly.

So the best method was to have him test Ye Zhen or for Ye Zhen to test Yang Jian.

If the two tested each other and a conflict arose, a lot would naturally become clear.

Reflecting on that previous question from Leuk San, “Do you think Ye Zhen did it? Should headquarters test him somehow?”

That was incitement.

If Yang Jian had responded that testing was warranted, and if Ye Zhen was then provoked, or if some other scheme was employed in between, a real conflict might erupt.

Realizing this, Yang Jian’s eyes snapped open.

Now he understood why Leuk San had chosen suicide; had he not killed himself, with Yang Jian now catching on, he would have been finished by Yang Jian’s hand. Better to die now and settle it, rather than be chased down for answers later.

“Yang Jian, what’s wrong?” Zhang Liqin asked softly.

“It’s nothing. I just thought of something rather unpleasant,” Yang Jian replied, slowly closing his eyes again.

This kind of move didn’t seem like something Wang Xiaoming would do; that guy was the kind who had a grander vision, employing open strategies, liking things out in the open, leaving you no choice but to comply and follow his methods. He wouldn’t use such petty tricks.

But the person daring to test like this was definitely someone from headquarters.

Cao Yanhua didn’t have the brains for it. As a deputy director, he was good at managing people and affairs, but not scheming.

Could it be… the Director?

It was possible; with such a big issue at hand, it was unlikely that the Director wouldn’t get involved.

But the likelihood wasn’t great.

The Director couldn’t bear the consequences of a clash between Ghost Eye Yang Jian and the supernatural forum’s Ye Zhen.

“Leuk San knew, but he purposely chose suicide, ha… he really didn’t give anyone a chance. It’s a pity my current state doesn’t afford me the luxury of using the Firewood Knife, otherwise, one slash to send him off, no matter how many paper men, all would die clean,” Yang Jian thought icily.

There were always those in this world who thought ghost-bearers were just ordinary people with the power of formidable ghosts, lacking intelligence, and they enjoyed being clever by outmaneuvering others.

Yang Jian admitted that he might not be as intelligent as some, but he was not stupid; some things might take him a moment to realize, but he understood them eventually.

“So my thought is correct, not to meddle in that muddy water, then nothing will happen.”

He became increasingly certain that his initial decision had been the right one.

The circle’s waters were murky, and dangers came not solely from paranormal incidents. When a ghost-bearer gained sufficient influence, they naturally attracted trouble and danger.

It was an unavoidable circumstance.

Because the rise of ghost-bearers happened too quickly, so rapidly that many hadn’t adjusted before finding the world had already changed.

And then various conflicts would arise.

After pondering for a while, Yang Jian decided not to think further about these bothersome matters. He looked at Zhang Liqin and asked, “In the time Jiang Yan and I were at the old home, did anything happen?”

“President Yang, wait a moment, let me check,” Zhang Liqin put down what she was holding and picked up a folder from the office desk nearby.

“Eight days ago, Zang Hua wanted to speak to you about something. It seems he has finished investigating the matter you asked about last time and wants to report to you.”

“Six days ago, President Zhang, Zhang Xiangu, wanted to invite you to the annual meeting, but I told him you had gone home for the New Year, so I postponed it. Also, someone came to the office wanting to schedule with you, claiming to be your colleague, so I had the front desk register and leave a phone number.”

“Five days ago, in the morning, Zhang Wei wanted to play games with you, and in the afternoon, President Zhang informed me that he was preparing a private gathering, hoping you’d attend once you returned.”

“Three days ago, the company received several payments.”

“…”

Zhang Liqin briefly relayed the situations of the past few days.

“Alright, that’s enough for now; there’s nothing particularly important. I’ll go and speak to Zang Hua about the last matter, and you arrange for us to attend the gathering tomorrow,” Yang Jian said.

Zhang Liqin was taken aback for a moment and then asked with pursed lips, “Are you taking me with you? What about Jiang Yan?”

“Let’s go together,” Yang Jian said as he walked away.

“I’d be happy to, but will Jiang Yan agree? It wouldn’t be good if she ended up threatening to jump off a building again,” Zhang Liqin giggled.

Yang Jian replied indifferently, “She won’t; if she jumps again, she’ll definitely die.”

“I don’t believe that,” Zhang Liqin muttered to herself.

She knew very well that Yang Jian was just talking; when it came time to save someone, he would still act, unless influenced by a ghost. In that case, he would indeed be a very good person.

But such a boss was definitely worth following.

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