Mysterious Awakening

"What happened here? It looks like there was a fierce fight just now, and I only left for a moment."

When Yang Jian returned to the building, he saw Zang Hua lying on the ground with blood streaming down, breathing rapidly and his face pale.

Next to the security door, there was a pool of bloodstains, and the door that had been forced open had been closed again as if deliberately sealed off.

"There were two Pauls inside. As soon as the door opened, they started shooting. I got hit accidentally, but luckily the other colleagues reacted in time and immediately closed the door. An ambulance has been called, and backup has been requested as well," a still shaken member of the staff reported.

He was a civilian employee and couldn't handle criminal cases.

Yang Jian's expression darkened, "How many are injured?"

"Not many, just two shots for the one standing in front," someone replied.

Yang Jian walked over, squatted next to Zang Hua, and examined him; "With this amount of blood loss, you probably won't last until the ambulance arrives."

"Sorry, for causing you trouble," Zang Hua managed a pale smile; "If I die, there will be a third person to take my place and work with you. It won't affect your job, I promise. Please, take care of the people inside. No need to ask for permission, you can eliminate them directly."

"No rush, I'll handle it in a moment, but if you die like this, people will point fingers at me, and it won't look good for my reputation. Let's perform a little surgery on you first and bring you back before we talk."

Yang Jian signaled those pressing on the wound to step back.

"If you don't press on the wound, the blood will flow even faster," the person next to him said worriedly.

Yang Jian didn't reply; after all, his surgical method was quite extreme and not something ordinary people could bear.

He simply stretched out his palm covered with a layer of shadow and plunged it into Zang Hua's wound abruptly.

Immediately.

Zang Hua shivered all over, feeling an icy-cold palm writhing inside his body, an eerie sensation that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Found it," Yang Jian quickly withdrew his hand. There was no blood on it, only a bullet.

The bullet was effortlessly removed, and the bleeding stopped; all that was left was an inconspicuous little cut, hardly noticeable unless one looked closely.

This was one of the abilities of Ghost Shadow, which included stitching up corpses and consequently wounds as well.

He had used this method before, even removing a Ghost Infant from Zhang Liqin's stomach.

Following the same method, he extracted the second bullet from Zang Hua's body and stitched up the wound.

"All set. Go back, get a blood transfusion, and have some iron-rich food to recover. Be careful or you'll end up with kidney deficiency," Yang Jian said casually as he handed the two bullets to a staff member; "This is evidence, keep it safe."

The person was stunned, mechanically reaching out to take the bullets.

Is this something a human can do? It was just like a bizarre tale, reaching into another person's body and retrieving bullets.

If he could extract bullets that easily, he could also pull out intestines, hearts.

The legend that Evil Ghosts could tear out guts and heart didn't seem false at all.

"Open the vault door; I'll handle the rest. You just stay aside and take notes. I've always been good in a fight; Zhang Wei has never won against me, I've never lost," Yang Jian boasted of his track record. ȑ₳N∅฿Ёś

Although Zang Hua was still in severe pain from the wound, it hardly affected him now, and he could even stand up on his own, "Yang Jian, don't underestimate them. I got a glimpse earlier; there are some special items inside. Be careful they don't use these things to cause trouble. Besides, there are several hostages."

"Special items?" Yang Jian looked back.

"A few gold boxes, you can probably guess what's inside," Zang Hua said.

Boxes made of gold were only used to contain ghosts, as nobody would spend millions to have a gold box merely as a decoration.

"Understood, I'll take them down instantly, not giving them a chance to cause trouble," Yang Jian nodded.

If there were really items inside, that would be a huge win.

Restricted ghosts were always a hot commodity in the Underground Market, being sought after internationally, with prices rising day by day.

Realizing this, he began to comprehend the true intentions behind Paul's company.

"The door can be opened now," Yang Jian said, readying himself and signaling to proceed.

"Be careful," someone beside him whispered, then once again unlocked the vault door.

As soon as it opened, the sound of gunfire filled the air.

"Damn, firing at me the moment you open the door? Don't you people have any decency? Couldn't you shout a slogan or say a few words before starting to shoot?" Yang Jian cursed as he walked in.

The bullets passed through his body without causing any harm.

Once he activated the Ghost Domain, not even gold bullets could hit him.

The vault was not small, about fifty square meters, ornately decorated with gold leaf plastered on the walls.

Two men and a woman started firing at anyone who came through the door, unwavering in their resolve that anyone who wasn't Paul deserved no mercy.

"This place is pretty good, like a small bunker. No wonder that guy Paul managed to survive," Yang Jian said as he walked in, illuminated by the flashes of gunfire. He gave the place a quick glance.

The gunfire stopped immediately.

The three mercenaries began to convulse violently, then fell to the ground screaming before dying after a few spasms.

Yang Jian hadn't used a particularly brutal method; he had simply added something into their minds.

"Your boss was right; human life is indeed fragile," Yang Jian sighed, thinking that to ordinary people, he might already be considered an Evil Ghost.

He walked over, ignoring the corpses, and lightly tapped on the boxes that contained ghosts.

Out of the five boxes, two were empty. The remaining three contained something.

"Three ghosts? Now I have the items to trade with the Ghost Cabinet," Yang Jian's eyes flickered as he recalled the Ghost Cabinet's request.

It needed him to procure a ghost in exchange for information on Zhao Lei.

Before, he'd wondered where to get a ghost, but now it had fallen into his lap.

"Please, don't kill us," two bikini-clad women with attractive figures stammered from the side, clearly terrified.

Yang Jian glanced at them and said, "Are you hostages? I think you're more like Paul's mistresses, keeping good company. While others are desperately trying to solve problems, he was indulging in luxury here, surrounded by beauties and wine. It was too easy just killing him outright; a bug like him should be crushed directly. As for you...

Relax, I'm in charge of special incident management in Dachang City. You're safe now."

"What a shame, good cabbage gnawed by pigs," he shook his head, picked up the three boxes, and walked out.

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"It's handled, the three inside are taken care of. The rest is up to you, Zang Hua. Nine out of ten employees in this company are dirty, it's best to arrest them all for thorough interrogation. I don't want companies like this to rise again from their ashes. I can't manage other places, but I won't allow such entities to exist where I'm in charge.

If any similar companies pop up, inform me, and I'll take care of dismantling them. Also, I'm taking these items with me, no need to record them," Yang Jian said, cutting straight to the point.

"When it comes to special items, of course, you're in charge. Thank you so much for this," Zang Hua said, visibly relieved that the situation was resolved.

Luckily, no casualties or special cases had occurred, otherwise, he would have been held accountable.

Yang Jian pointed inside, "No need to thank me, I just want to know if the evidence in here should suffice, right?"

"Of course, harboring a fugitive, shooting people, and illegal possession of weapons, any of these charges is enough to shut down this company," Zang Hua said.

"Good, keep this building for me; I might need to use it as my office later. Paul went to the trouble of building a vault; it shouldn't go to waste. I need to make good use of it," Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

"Well, that's it for now. I'm heading back to Guanjiang Residential Complex. Call me if there's an emergency, and I'll be right there," he said and then left without concern for the outcome of the case.

It wasn't his responsibility.

However, the gains from this trip were beyond his expectations.

Three ghosts.

This gave him something to bargain with the Ghost Cabinet.

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