Mysterious Revival

Chapter 408: Chapter 407: Seeing Shen Liang Again

“People from J City really do come in numbers.”

Yang Jian stood in the plane, his ghost eye eerily scanning the surroundings. He felt the presence of otherworldly beings in several parts of the airport.

They were Ghost Masters.

And not just any Ghost Masters, but top-tier ones who had controlled at least two ghosts, otherwise, his ghost eye wouldn’t have reacted.

“No wonder J City is so safe. With so many Ghost Masters stationed here, even if a paranormal incident occurred, it could be resolved immediately,” Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, then the red light around him flickered slightly and he disappeared eerily.

He returned to the cabin, ready to retrieve his luggage and disembark.

Meanwhile, near the cabin, several vehicles quickly approached, including medical staff, order enforcement personnel, and Ghost Masters who were there just in case.

The airport might not seem busy, but it was lax on the outside yet strict on the inside, as it had clandestinely congregated a group of the country’s top Ghost Masters.

After packing his belongings, Yang Jian now walked out of first class with his luggage bag in hand.

Although the plane was no longer in trouble, the passengers didn’t know that. They were still panicked, crying non-stop, some even desperately writing their wills and calling their loved ones.

But Wang Dong was relatively calm, keeping an eye on the situation outside the window.

The plane had indeed been out of control and falling, but a minute ago the situation had changed inexplicably, in a way he couldn’t understand—it was paranormal.

“This is J City Airport?” When Wang Dong saw the situation outside clearly, a look of shock covered his face and he froze.

“Wang Dong, stop looking. Help me open the emergency exit; I need to get off the plane,” Yang Jian walked over with his luggage bag and patted him on the shoulder.

Wang Dong startled, thinking the ghostly entity was still there. When he turned and saw Yang Jian, he breathed a sigh of relief, “Where had you gone just now? What on earth happened outside?”

His mind was in disarray, filled with countless questions, not knowing what to say.

“We’ve arrived in J City. Didn’t you see? The plane has landed. The flight is over. I’m leaving now. Help me to open the door,” said Yang Jian.

Wang Dong hadn’t yet cleared his head, but after checking several times, he dared to confirm the plane had indeed landed and was no longer in the air.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he followed Yang Jian’s command and opened the emergency exit.

When the door opened, the light from outside shone in and instantly brightened the cabin which had been dim due to the power outage.

An inflatable slide popped out.

Yang Jian spoke again, “Give me back the gun. I think you won’t be needing it anymore.”

“Okay, okay,” Wang Dong quickly handed over the handgun.

Yang Jian took the handgun, then threw his luggage bag down the slide. Before leaving, he suddenly said, “You have a good nerve. You’re much better than those who only make things worse, so here’s a piece of advice for you—if possible, move to Dachang City. It’ll only do you good.”

After speaking, he left the plane via the inflatable slide.

Wang Dong was stunned, not understanding the meaning behind Yang Jian’s words. Why on earth should he move to Dachang City?

No sooner had Yang Jian left the plane than he saw several people coming towards him nearby, among whom he recognized Shen Liang and two other Ghost Masters behind him.

Guo Fan, and another he had met in Z City, seemed to be Zong Shan.

“Yang Jian, you’ve distinguished yourself again. Within an hour, you successfully resolved a paranormal incident and saved all the passengers on the plane. The headquarters was right about you; you never disappoint when it matters,” Shen Liang came over with a warm smile, bowed and extended his hand.

Yang Jian was not interested in verbal praise and simply said, “Is there any reward? This incident didn’t happen in Dachang City. If it’s outside my jurisdiction, it should be considered a business trip. According to logic, there should be travel allowances and such. Are you just going to dismiss me with a few words?”

“Ahem, cough cough,” Shen Liang was momentarily unprepared for Yang Jian’s straightforwardness.

Although he knew that Yang Jian was not the type to exchange pleasantries, to directly demand travel expenses in front of so many people was still quite bold.

And once he had broached the subject, he couldn’t really back down.

“Talking about money is vulgar, but rest assured, the headquarters will certainly not short-change you for what you deserve,” Shen Liang said with a smile.

Yang Jian asked, “So, what will the headquarters reward me with?”

Without engaging further with Yang Jian on that subject, Shen Liang changed the topic saying with a smile, “Let’s not talk about that now. How about the situation on the plane? Has that thing really been contained successfully? Hasn’t anything been left behind that could pose a safety threat?”

“Let’s not talk about potential safety issues first. Let’s discuss the reward,” said Yang Jian.

“…” Shen Liang’s smile stiffened slightly.

Had Yang Jian always been like this toward Zhao Jianguo? Why couldn’t he understand propriety like a child and was insistent on haggling over a small reward?

I remember the last time in Z City, it was the same. Only that time, under special circumstances, I had no choice but to give him a stuffed doll.

Upon seeing that he seemed unwilling to offer something to award himself, Yang Jian switched to another request, “I’m in J City this time for some business and need to find Wang Xiaoming, you have to help me with this.”

“No problem, I’ve got this.”

Right away, Shen Liang patted his chest and assured, “I have some private interactions with Professor Wang, so it’s possible for me to arrange a meeting for you.”

“That will suffice,” Yang Jian said.

He had a personal grudge against Wang Xiaoming, yet due to official matters, there were instances where they had to cooperate. If he went to find him by himself, he’d probably be snubbed, let alone encounter other difficulties. Hence, he needed to act under the guise of headquarters for certain matters.

“Then, can you answer the previous question from team leader Shen? What’s been happening on the plane?” asked Guo Fan with a dark expression.

Yang Jian’s brows twitched, “Guo Fan? Weren’t you planted at Z City’s Caesar Hotel last time? How did you get out, someone fished you out?”

Seeing Guo Fan did not surprise him. While necromancers had a high mortality rate, miracles were not uncommon, particularly for necromancers who controlled two ghosts. Their survival abilities were still present.

“You have the gall to bring up the Z City incident.”

Guo Fan was immediately somewhat infuriated, “You took Feng Quan out of the hotel, but ignored my call for help. Were you trying to get me killed?”

“That’s not right. I proposed to handle the Z City incident by myself; you disagreed, and then you got caught. Now you’re blaming me for not saving you? Don’t you know the whole Caesar Hotel’s signal was blocked? It’s not any paranormal force, but a signal jammer,” Yang Jian said with a cold laugh.

“This means something you ought to know, right?”

“That you could send an SOS signal wasn’t due to good luck, but because that thing deliberately turned off the signal jammer to let you send out the signal. If I had gone to rescue you, I would have died miserably. Don’t drag others down if you can’t handle it yourself.”

The Z City incident was very unusual.

The ghost wasn’t high-level, but it took Zhao Lei’s memory and completely assumed a human identity.

It was so far the only known ghost to possess high intelligence.

If it wasn’t for him using the Door Knocking Ghost to lower the risk at the Caesar Hotel, he, Xiong Wenwen, Lin Luomei, and the others would have been wiped out.

The peril was certainly beyond Guo Fan’s imagination.

“Alright, alright, what’s past is past. Let’s all say less and not argue too fiercely. We’ll be colleagues in the future, with chances to work together. Since Yang Jian has successfully solved another supernatural event, which is cause for celebration, I’ll make a treat and invite everyone out for a meal. We can talk over the dinner table,” said Shen Liang, chuckling and playing the peacemaker.

He didn’t wish to offend Yang Jian, nor did he want to see Guo Fan and Yang Jian come into conflict.

Despite Yang Jian being a prickly person, his capabilities were strong, and he was suspected of possessing secrets related to resurrection—his potential value was enormous, and in the future, they might very well need his services.

“I don’t like drinking, and I’m quite tired now. I want to find a place to rest. Team leader Shen, please feel free to carry on,” Yang Jian flatly refused the dinner invitation.

He didn’t want to waste time being falsely cordial with these folks, as it was completely valueless.

Shen Liang didn’t take offense but still smiled, “Since Yang Jian you’re tired, we’ll let this one slide. However, you can’t rest just yet, some follow-up work still needs to be done, so I’ll have to trouble you to wait a little longer. Once the event is completely resolved, I will arrange for someone to receive you.”

“Do I need to stay here for the remainder of the rescue work as well?” Yang Jian asked, frowning.

He saw that passengers on the plane were being rescued continuously, and he felt these cleanup duties weren’t worth his time.

“It’s not about the rescue. This supernatural event is quite unusual. Don’t you want to know where the source of the supernatural event is? As you probably know about this flight, it’s one of the very few supernatural events that erupted and got resolved on the spot. The ghost’s location wasn’t moved, and the area affected was small, which might lead to unexpected discoveries,” Shen Liang said in a hushed tone.

“Can it be investigated?” Yang Jian was indeed interested in this.

“I’ve brought the top investigators. If everything goes as planned, we should be able to pinpoint the supernatural source within half an hour,” said Shen Liang.

“Then I’ll wait a half-hour,” Yang Jian stated.

“However, if any issues arise during that time, I hope you will cooperate, Yang Jian. It’s all for the sake of the job,” Shen Liang said.

“Fine, but I need to know the investigation results,” said Yang Jian.

Shen Liang broke into a smile, “Of course, you have the right to be informed. Please rest in the makeshift tent over there for now. I’ll notify you immediately once there’s progress.”

“I hope you truly find that source,” Yang Jian said coolly, glancing at him.

Only with his third layer of Ghost Domain had he managed to detect the existence of the Ghost Hand and then confined it, but he remained curious about the origin of the source.