Although Sister Hongâs appearance was unexpected, Yang Jian didnât want any conflict with her at this critical moment. He was even willing to spend some Ghost Money to cooperate with her.
âItâs dawn.â
At this moment, Yang Jian raised his head slightly and looked towards the horizon.
It was already five oâclock in the morning, and the sky was getting brighter. The dark night was finally over, but his mood was not relaxed; instead, it was a bit urgent, because another day passing meant the Ghost Ship was closer to landing.
He didnât complain at this moment and continued to the next location.
This time, Yang Jian arrived at the headquarters.
Despite it being five in the morning, the headquarters was brightly lit, with many staff members working overnight.
Yang Jianâs sudden appearance immediately drew the staffâs attention. As the news was reported, soon, the sleep-deprived Cao Yanhua, with bloodshot eyes and accompanied by two assistants, rushed over.
Yang Jian glanced at him: âCao Yanhua, youâre prone to sudden death like this. Better go rest.â
âSudden death isnât that easy. Donât worry.â
Cao Yanhua rubbed his face to wake himself up: âWhy have you come to headquarters at this time when the situation in Dadong City has just ended not long ago? Is there something important?â
âNothing important. I just need to go to the headquartersâ warehouse to retrieve some supernatural items,â Yang Jian replied.
Cao Yanhua understood immediately: âThe Ghost Candle and surrogate dolls? You could just call, and Iâd have someone deliver them. No need for you to come personally.â
âIâm more efficient in action,â Yang Jian said.
âXiao Liu, take Captain Yang to the warehouse.â Cao Yanhua quickly instructed one of the assistants.
Yang Jian said: âNo need. I can go by myself. I just came to say hello, so when things go missing from the warehouse, you wonât be in the dark.â
He had entered the warehouse last time, leaving behind the supernatural element of Ghost Lake, allowing him to enter anytime and take what he needed without being noticed.
âAlright then, I wonât send anyone with you.â Cao Yanhua signaled Xiao Liu to return.
Yang Jian said: âAlso, I have a question to ask you. If itâs inconvenient to answer, forget it.â
âYou are the Enforcement Captain. At the headquarters, thereâs nothing you canât know. What do you want to ask, Yang Jian?â
Cao Yanhua glanced around, and the two assistants understood, immediately spreading out to block others from approaching.
âYou must be aware of the situation with the King Organization and the captainsâ confrontation today. Though we won today, the situation remains grim. With Cao Yang retreating and Li Jun and Ah Hong lost, the captainsâ numbers are rapidly dwindling, while the King Organization hasnât exerted full force; many Kings havenât truly revealed themselves.â
âYou know very well, Cao Yanhua, that the real fierce battle will be the moment before the Ghost Ship lands, so our people immediately chose to prepare for battle after todayâs fight ended⊠Therefore, I now really want to know whether Old Qin, sealed in the statue, is alive or dead.â
Yang Jian pressed his voice to inquire, wanting to get accurate information on the headquartersâ last trump card.
Cao Yanhuaâs gaze shifted slightly. He walked a few steps closer to Yang Jian, whispering: âAt this point, I should indeed tell you some secrets, as the current headquarters exists because of you. But regarding Old Qin, I genuinely canât be certain because when Old Qin voluntarily sealed himself in the statue, he only said heâd sleep in the statue for a period until he died. So now, whether Old Qin is sleeping or has already died, no one can be sure. Only opening the statue can reveal the truth.â
âSo that statue is now just a blind box?â Yang Jian frowned.
âNot moving it maintains its deterrent effect. If itâs moved and fails to work, proving Old Qin is dead, it will be trouble. Thus, when Professor Wang was alive, plans were made never to move the statue,â Cao Yanhua continued to whisper.
âA dead Old Qin is more useful than a living one? I understand. But you must also know if the situation becomes irretrievably severe, even without moving Old Qinâs statue, it will have lost its significance,â Yang Jian said.
Cao Yanhua sighed: âYes, if all the captains are exhausted and the statue has not moved, it undoubtedly proves the Old Qin inside is dead.â
âI will take the statue during a critical time, then open it to see if Old Qin is truly dead. Whether to let Old Qin wake up and fight once more, or unleash a fierce ghost will depend on my luck.â
Yang Jian said calmly, his ghost eye turning, looking at the statue standing in the headquarters hall.
The statue made of gold couldnât be pried by any supernatural means, even Yang Jian could only smash it to ascertain its state.
âI have no objection to your plan.â Cao Yanhua didnât object either, knowing clearly that when it came to desperate times, anything goes, nothing can be held back.
âSince there are no objections, letâs settle it this way.â
Yang Jian said no more, walking to the statue, he left behind the supernatural of Ghost Lake, then vanished from sight.
Yet, Yang Jian did not leave the headquarters; instead, he entered the headquartersâ warehouse.
The warehouse was filled with large boxes containing the resources accumulated over the years at the headquarters. Some of these resources were depleting with no replenishment.
Yang Jian casually opened a box, neatly packed inside were rows of red Ghost Candles. Though these items had significant roles in supernatural events, against the Kings and Captains, a single Ghost Candle could only fend off a supernatural attack once and wasnât that effective.
He opened another box, which contained strange, oddly shaped cloth dolls.
All of these were surrogate dolls, and their numbers were already dwindling.
Without hesitation, Yang Jian took half of the surrogate dolls and Ghost Candles, choosing to leave the rest in the warehouse.
It wasnât that he didnât want to take them all, but there were only a few captains who could use these, and he had to leave a bit behind. If this battle was lost, other responsible parties at the headquarters would still have supernatural items to use, not ending up with nothing.
Watching each supernatural item sink into the water, Yang Jian returned to his thoughts.
He knew it was time to go.
Yang Jian didnât linger in the warehouse for long and soon left again.
This time, he didnât wander aimlessly but after a round trip returned to Guanjiang Residential Complex,
He wanted to see his mother, and meanwhile have Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin document the recent occurrences, so he could focus on dealing with the people from the King Organization.
It was morning,
yet a villa along the river in the Guanjiang Residential Complex remained brightly lit.
Looking at this house, Yang Jian couldnât help but recall when he first became a ghost rider.
Back then, he went all in to save some money to ensure his mother could spend her remaining days in comfort, never imagining heâd achieve his current accomplishments, every move he made now affecting the destinies of countless people.
With some emotion, Yang Jian returned home.
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