Chapter 1009 975: The Person in Sight

Yang Jian also didn’t expect Zhang Wei to inexplicably attract something unclean. According to his thinking, Zhang Wei’s activity range hasn’t left Dachang City, so it’s basically impossible for him to encounter anything paranormal because his team patrols the city and clears up any oddness.

After all, everyone lives in Dachang City, and no one wants some terrifying ghost lurking in the city.

But Zhang Wei’s story seemed real enough, so Yang Jian didn’t think he was lying. Hence, he decided to observe and see if there was anything unusual around Zhang Wei.

After they agreed on this matter, Zhang Wei immediately regained his spirits.

Now, he wished the ghostly thing following him would appear right away so that he could grab it and deal with it directly.

So, Zhang Wei started wandering around the company. He went to each floor and made an appearance in front of many people, ensuring that the presence was aware of him.

Then he notified his subordinates to gather downstairs at the company.

Initially, Zhang Wei dared not do this because such actions could potentially lead to mysterious disappearances of those around him; two had already vanished before, which is why he chose to hide alone and avoid others.

“Everything seems normal; at least none of the other employees at the company are behaving oddly. If the ghost is following Zhang Wei, it should infiltrate the company, blending in among the employees. Yet, Zhang Wei showed his face everywhere without the employees exhibiting anything unusual.”

Yang Jian’s gaze followed, observing secretly; everything seemed calm so far.

His biggest concern was a ghost hiding inside the company.

If that’s the case, Yang Jian would have to worry about how many people had interacted with the ghost and how many had been affected by the supernatural.

After all, this is an unknown ghost with abilities that are still a mystery.

“However, it can’t be ruled out that Zhang Wei may have attracted the attention of a ghost wielder,” Yang Jian thought.

Ghost wielders are better at hiding than ghosts; if they want, it’s hard to spot them.

But as of now, Yang Jian wasn’t in a hurry, as today was free. Spending some time observing was worthwhile to remove a hidden, unstable factor.

Yet, Yang Jian didn’t put all his attention on Zhang Wei. There wouldn’t be any incidents with the Ghost Eye watching.

During leisure, Yang Jian left the floor and found a rather inconspicuous department within the company.

Research Department,

This department doesn’t have many people, just a handful, and usually has nothing to do, often drawing a salary without much work.

But the people in this department are not simple.

The head is Doctor Chen, and the remaining few are his students. They’ve participated in paranormal research work before and have deep insights into certain matters. Yet, due to circumstantial issues, they opted to join Shangtong Tower.

Though they are typically idle and have no tasks,

They are very content living such a life. For these special personnel, having a peaceful life without danger is rare.

They don’t have particularly high demands on salary or benefits either.

Doctor Chen, as usual, sat at his desk, reading, sipping tea, occasionally practicing calligraphy, serene and carefree.

“Doctor Chen, you seem quite free here; would you like me to find something for you to do?” Yang Jian’s voice appeared, suddenly in the office.

Doctor Chen was startled but quickly regained composure and looked over: “Captain Yang?”

Before he could say more, Yang Jian produced a cold, claw-like hand with dark nails and tossed it onto Doctor Chen’s desk.

Upon seeing the ghostly hand, Doctor Chen’s face changed drastically. He immediately knew it was the hand of a scary ghost; if it went berserk, it could create a small-scale supernatural incident.

“This, this thing can’t just be left around like that; it must be confined—it’s very dangerous,” Doctor Chen said, focusing on the hand with caution and seriousness.

He observed that the hand was completely still, indicating it posed no immediate risk of losing control.

“Help me research this thing’s killing pattern. It has a certain triggering means for fatality, but I don’t want to search slowly alone. You’re an expert in this field, so I believe you understand better than I do,” Yang Jian stated.

Doctor Chen adjusted his glasses and said slowly: “The killing patterns of incomplete ghost limbs aren’t entire; they need specific conditions to trigger them. I’ve researched this area, and honestly, it’s a bit tricky. For instance, I did an experiment involving an incomplete ghost’s killing pattern.”

“The ghost’s pattern was to attack whoever was sitting in a chair. Yet, the ghost was incomplete, and even sitting wouldn’t lead to death because it lost half of its body, lacked the Ghost Domain, and hence couldn’t kill.”

“Later on, I pieced together the ghost’s incomplete body, and once the pattern was triggered, it immediately began killing.”

Yang Jian asked, “You’re saying incomplete puzzle pieces, incomplete killing patterns require activating and completing them to trigger?”

“That’s how it is currently understood, and it explains why the ghostly puzzle has flaws—why some living people can wield the paranormal power. However, this research is only one aspect; ghost wielders controlling ghosts involves much more unknowns to explore slowly,” Doctor Chen responded.

Yang Jian acknowledged the reasoning.

His Ghost Shadow could only attack people who turned their backs when incomplete, but once the Ghost Shadow Figure was completed, it began indiscriminate killing, invading and stealing human memories, controlling them.

“I don’t care about the process; I care about results. How long will it take you to research the killing patterns of this ghostly hand?” Yang Jian inquired.

Doctor Chen thought for a moment and said, “At least three to five days. If there’s related intelligence from those killed by the ghost, it could shorten the time.”

“I’ll give you five days, and I’ll check the results then,” Yang Jian said.

Doctor Chen nodded and then produced a golden glass box, saying, “This is a special box I brought before coming to Dachang City. It can isolate supernatural influence. Captain Yang, please put the hand inside; I’ll immediately start researching afterward.”

Yang Jian walked over, picked up the hand, and placed it in the box.

Doctor Chen, tense, sealed and locked the box securely to prevent any unexpected incidents from the ghostly hand.

Researching paranormal incidents is inherently dangerous.

Many of his former colleagues died in the lab; he survived by being exceedingly cautious and never rushing into experiments, taking them step by step.

However, this caution yielded slow progress in experiments.

After leaving Doctor Chen with the task, Yang Jian departed; he still needed to monitor the anomalies around Zhang Wei and couldn’t linger longer.

Meanwhile,

Zhang Wei had arrived at Shangtong Tower’s plaza, his gaze sharp and wary. He scrutinized his surroundings intensely, as if there were an elusive pair of eyes watching him, making him want to draw his gun several times.

Dachang Sharpshooter Ah Wei was no mere title.

“Ah Wei, what’s up, calling us out like this in broad daylight? Everyone’s busy, either way needs sleep to stay up surfing the web at night,” a young man in his early twenties appeared, dyed blond hair and dark circles, complaining to Zhang Wei bluntly.

“Ah Fei, you see that person staring at me, right?” Zhang Wei asked suspiciously.

“Who is staring at you? It’s broad daylight; you’re no beauty.”

Ah Fei glanced around. There were a few people, but they were either passing by or sitting and playing on phones, nothing suspicious.

He waved dismissively, “Ah Wei, aren’t you pulling too many all-nighters, starting to hallucinate? Have you taken your meds? Should you see a doctor?”

“I have, but the effect isn’t obvious. Where are the others? Just you here—they don’t want their pay?” Zhang Wei replied.

“They’re sleeping; the rest are pulling all-nighters at cyber cafes. Who knows if they’ve left the café yet?” Ah Fei said.

Zhang Wei immediately asked, “Which cyber cafe? Didn’t invite me?”

“Weren’t you saying you had business and had to lay low? We saw you busy so didn’t call,” Ah Fei replied.

“I’m done hiding; I’ll go wherever I want. Let’s go find them,” Ah Wei’s eyes gleamed now, seemingly eager for the web rather than anger over being left out.

The previous matters seemed to slip his mind.

As Ah Wei followed Ah Fei away, an inconspicuous person in the Shangtong Tower plaza quietly trailed them.

Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye kept watch secretly.

He saw everyone, including the one covertly tailing Zhang Wei, but noticed nothing odd, as if the person’s presence were entirely plausible.

Even in sight, one wouldn’t find them strange.

They could seamlessly blend into their environment.

This is an inexplicably odd influence, unable to be explained, unless the number of people around is reduced to one or two, it might be noticed, but that’s only a possibility. Not necessarily discovered as sometimes it’s right by you, unnoticed.

Yang Jian’s view continued tracking. Even if he found no anomalies, he’d ensure Zhang Wei’s safety first.

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