The Mysterious Recovery: A Doctor's Tour

Chapter 175 What Is Playing?
Yang Jian's rich mahjong face is covered with cracks, it seems that it can be broken into pieces with just one touch.

But even if you don't touch it, as the cracks continue to increase, the mahjong face can't hold it anymore.

The next moment, Mahjong's face was completely broken into pieces, and Headless Yang Jian was standing there, holding a music box in his hand.

Yang Jian didn't die, even though Fa Cai's mahjong face was shattered, he was still cultivating.

As his cultivation intensified, what did he vaguely notice?I am still a little short of that step, only a little...

But he couldn't wait any longer, and opened the music box before he died.

The headless Yang Jian fell heavily on the ground. On the left is his split head, and on the other side are pieces of mahjong. If you put them together carefully, you should be able to piece together a fortune.

Before the consciousness was about to dissipate, an ethereal and pleasant ringtone was faintly heard in the ear.

The curse of the music box is released.

On the other side, Fang Shiming saw the dead head on the table looking at him.

There were dense footsteps walking around him but no figure could be seen. There seemed to be no interval between the ticking sounds. The office smelled not only of rancidity, but also a strong smell of blood.

Fang Shiming didn't realize it, he continued his actions, and after an unknown amount of time, the photo in his hand was cut in half.

From this blurry black-and-white photo, we can vaguely see fragments of Fa Cai Mahjong piece by piece.

Inside the office of Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua.

"What! You mean that the entire Ping An Hotel is gone? Is it the ghost painting incident?" Cao Yanhua asked.

Li Jun's serious and indifferent voice came from the phone.

"I don't know, I'm downstairs in the Ping'an Hotel. Outside the scope of the ghost domain, the entire Ping'an Hotel has been pulled into the ghost domain, but it's not like the ghost painting incident. The ghost painting's ghost domain can't affect In reality, it should be a new supernatural event."

"Okay, I got it. By the way, Yang Jian should also be staying at the Ping An Hotel, right? With him here, this supernatural incident should be easily resolved." Cao Yanhua said.

"I have already asked the operator Liu Xiaoyu to notify him." Li Jun analyzed, "The place where the outbreak occurred was in the Ping An Hotel. There is a high probability that a ghost master who lives in the hotel has recovered."

"It should be like this." Cao Yanhua agreed with it.

On the other side, a private communication room.

Liu Xiaoyu is trying to contact Yang Jian. There has been a supernatural event in the place where he lives. She wants Yang Jian to be prepared as soon as possible so that he will not be affected by the delay of information.

She lay on the table and kept calling into the microphone, hoping to connect with Yang Jian smoothly.

"Yang Jian, if you don't reply, I'll send someone to find you." Liu Xiaoyu asked tentatively again.

Still no one responded.

Although the possibility is unlikely, Liu Xiaoyu still really doubts whether Yang Jian threw the satellite positioning phone in a corner and went to do something else.

As for encountering danger and the like, she never thought about how powerful Yang Jian is now?How many people in the supernatural circle dare to provoke him?

Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a while, and finally decided to forcibly turn on the camera on the phone to see the surrounding situation.

Following some manipulations, she forcibly turned on the camera on Yang Jian's satellite positioning phone, wanting to see what happened and make him lose contact.

The image transmitted from the screen was bright red, and Liu Xiaoyu controlled the camera to turn the angle of view slightly.

But as soon as the viewing angle was turned, her face changed. She saw mahjong fragments the size of a head. She said that the fragments were exaggerated, and they were a little more grainy than powder.

Liu Xiaoyu felt inexplicable panic and uneasiness in her heart, and she continued to turn her camera.

Seeing the split head in two, he could vaguely tell that it was Yang Jian's head.

When the camera freezes, she sees the headless corpse of Yang Jian.

Liu Xiaoyu's heart twitched suddenly, her face turned pale, she covered her mouth and choked up, tears streaming down her face.

Her emotions were out of control, and she couldn't believe that Yang Jian would die in such a miserable way.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Xiaoyu left her exclusive communication room with tears in her eyes, and rushed to the office of Vice Minister Cao Yanhua.

She didn't knock on the door, but opened it directly.

"Liu Xiaoyu, do you have anything to report?" A staff member next to him asked in surprise.

Liu Xiaoyu's eyes were red, her lips moved, and she said, "Yang Jian, he's dead."

Cao Yanhua was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react, but after thinking about it carefully, coupled with Liu Xiaoyu's current state, his complexion changed.

"What did you say?"

He stood up abruptly from his chair, his face suddenly changed.

"Yang Jian is dead. His body is in the room of the Ping An Hotel. He was killed in the Ping An Hotel."

After Liu Xiaoyu finished speaking, she squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

For some reason, Cao Yanhua suddenly thought of the supernatural incident at the Ping An Hotel just now.

Ghost Rider?Ghost recovery?

Yang Jian's death, Huangquan affected the reality.

Cao Yanhua instantly understood, everything was right.

"Everyone follow." Cao Yanhua gritted his teeth and left the office.

His head is a little messed up, Yang Jian is dead, let alone the various negative effects caused, once the ghost recovers, how terrifying will it be?A supernatural event at the s level.

Right now, Dajing City reluctantly sends away the ghost messenger, and the follow-up of the ghost painting has not had time to deal with it.

Even though what happened, Cao Yanhua still couldn't believe that Yang Jian was really dead, so his first stop was Liu Xiaoyu's personal communication room.

Behind him were several very influential persons in charge of the headquarters, as well as several staff members.

They saw the bloody scene in the picture, the headless corpse of Yang Jian, the split head and granular mahjong fragments.

After a moment of silence, many people had only one thought in their minds.

Things are getting bigger, there are too many chain reactions, and they don't know how to deal with it.

Once the news of Ghost Eye Yang Jian's death spread, it would definitely cause a commotion in the entire circle.

The most important thing is the cause of death. Yang Jian's miserable death is terrifying no matter how you look at it.

Was he killed by a man, or by a ghost?

If it is a ghost, what ghost can be so terrifying that it can instantly kill a person who can be nominated as the captain?
Who would it be if it were a human being?Not to mention how strong this person is, although Yang Jian usually looks arrogant to outsiders, he is also a member of the headquarters.

This person dared to attack Yang Jian, and he didn't pay attention to the headquarters at all. This violent and powerful person was more terrifying than ghosts to some extent.

The most important thing is the gossip. Yang Jian has had too many auras along the way. Once conspiracy theories emerge, I don’t know how many ghost masters will resign and leave the headquarters.

Even if they don't resign and leave, Yang Jian is dead, who would dare to stay in Dajing City?
Right now, the impact of the ghost painting incident is getting more and more serious. If there are large fluctuations in personnel, it will be difficult to deal with the ghost painting incident.

There is also the issue of Yang Jian's recovery. Once such a person starts to recover, it will be terrifying. At that time, some people will be allocated to deal with Yang Jian.

"What should the deputy minister do now?" Shen Liang asked.

He knew very well that Yang Jian had life-saving dolls and ghost candles in his hands. Normally, nothing would happen, but now he is dead.

How fierce a ghost or how strong a person is to kill Yang Jian in an instant, so that he has no chance to use life-saving items.

"Make a phone call, contact Jiang Shangbai, and ask if their circle of friends did Yang Jian's death." Cao Yanhua gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Some people couldn't help questioning, "How is this possible? Even Fang Shiming in the circle of friends should not be able to kill Yang Jian in an instant, leaving Yang Jian without the slightest ability to resist."

"What if it's some special means?" A cold voice came from outside the door.

The door of the communication room was opened, and Wang Xiaoming in a white coat walked in.

Cao Yanhua seemed to have found the backbone, he looked at Wang Xiaoming.

"What do you mean?" asked the questioner.

Wang Xiaoming cast a glance at this person, and said, "Sometimes killing is invisible, and it is enough to go through some media. Moments have the ability to obtain such items."

"But why did Moments kill Yang Jian? Just because of Gao Zhiqiang's death?" Someone asked.

"Just make a phone call as Director Cao said. If it was done by Moments, they will admit it." Wang Xiaoming said.

"I'll contact you now." A person in charge immediately started calling.

Outside the door of a barbecue restaurant, Gao Tiancheng was sitting in front of a table with various barbecues. The cool night breeze was blowing on his body, the sound of wine glasses clinking in his ears, and the sound of men and women laughing and talking, the main thing was A comfort.

Suddenly, he looked into the distance.

He couldn't help frowning, wondering what Yang Jian was doing?
He saw a red light in the distance, which was very familiar, it was Yang Jian's ghost domain.

A hand was pulled, Gao Tiancheng looked over, the girl in white skirt grabbed his hand and shook it.

Gao Tiancheng didn't think too much about it anymore, it's none of my business anyway.

He handed the peeled shrimp tails to the girl in the white skirt.

The girl in the white skirt grabbed the shrimp tail with her other hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed.

When she picked up the shrimp tail, the shrimp tail had disappeared.

Gao Tiancheng was not surprised, he continued to peel the prawns and feed them to the girl in the white skirt, as if everything was logical.

The meeting room on the top floor of Ping An Building.

"Close your eyes for a second and the light in the cave is dim. The incomplete Dantong makes medicine to lead the speechless death and life. The twisted Taoist temple can't see the breeze. How can he distinguish the twin world?"

Jiang Shangbai's cell phone rang suddenly
He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, falling into hesitation.

"Did you call from the headquarters? If so, it should be Xingshi who came to inquire about the crime. It seems that Mr. Fang succeeded, and Yang Jian is probably dead. He dared to attack Moments, thanks to him daring to do so." Someone sneered.

"How should I return this call?"

Jiang Shangbai was silent, Yang Jian died, he was not very happy, but felt that the matter was serious.

The enmity between the two was not that great at the beginning, Gao Zhiqiang deserved to die, and the circle of friends wanted to kill him mainly because Yang Jian's potential was too high.

After that, Yang Jian heard from nowhere that Moments was going to attack him, so he acted preemptively and killed several important people in Moments.

Now that Yang Jian is really dead, the trouble is really big, and the circle of friends will face the thunderous tactics of the headquarters next.

"Just tell Cao Yanhua that we killed Yang Jian. This is the answer from our circle of friends."

At this time, the elevator opened, and Fang Shiming appeared in front of everyone. He was not in a good mood at the moment. The curse of the ghost scissors was very troublesome, but fortunately, it has been dealt with.

"Mr. Fang, maybe we can play around a bit. The headquarters should just be suspicious right now. We don't need to admit it so quickly." Someone suggested.

Fang Shiming said, "You can't hide Yang Jian's itinerary, and you can't hide the fact that he killed the senior executives of Moments. Then why do you think we can hide it?"

He was hesitant at first, but when Yang Jian made the first move, he lost his scruples.

He is a proud person, let Yang Jian's death be a stepping stone to a higher level of friendship.

Fang Shiming glanced at the people in the conference room, and then looked at Jiang Shangbai.

"You can say whatever you want. If Cao Yanhua dares to take any action, tell him that I can kill Yang Jian, Li Jun, Cao Yang, and all the captains under him. The captain's plan has become an empty shell, as long as he is sensible, Yang Jian's death will be treated as if it never happened."

Fang Shiming paused, and continued, "The circle of friends is still the same circle of friends. This time, the ghost painting incident will also be of great help. By the way, I will help Guiyan Yang Jian to collect the corpse."

"Mr. Fang, isn't it a bit inappropriate to say this?" Some people's eyelids twitched, feeling that these words were no different from provoking the headquarters.

Fang Shiming sneered, without concealing the sarcasm in his tone, "Who is Cao Yanhua? You should know, what else can people like them do other than compromise? They are all cautious, worried that the situation will get out of control, and don't want to expand losses. Yang Jian is dead, he is willing to add a few other captains?"

"Even if Cao Yanhua has the guts, it's not up to him to make decisions at the headquarters."

"Why didn't I join the headquarters, rather stay in the circle of friends and be the boss? It's because I have seen through this point. Cao Yanhua can only pinch his nose to admit Yang Jian's death."

"Jiang Shangbai, have I made it clear enough?"

Jiang Shangbai said, "You are the boss of the circle of friends, if you decide, then do so."

"The storyteller is willing to risk himself alone. Don't look up at the day when the old man turned into a spine sword. Memories welled up in your heart, and you remembered the day you met. This thing is given to you to hide your heart..."

At this time, the ringing of the mobile phone was coming to an end, and Jiang Shangbai picked up the phone.

After a while, the phone was hung up and the communication ended.

The communication room of the headquarters.

Cao Yanhua asked with a suppressed voice, "What did Jiang Shangbai say?"

The manager in charge of the call looked ugly and nodded, "They admitted that it was Yang Jian who was killed by their circle of friends. If there are too many captains, let the captain's plan go to waste."

"They also gave a step. As long as the headquarters can make Yang Jian's death a minor matter, they will help them out and help deal with the ghost painting incident, and they will also collect Yang Jian's body."

Cao Yanhua slapped the table angrily, his eyes were red, and he said angrily, "What a step, it's too deceiving, it doesn't cover up, it's too rampant, do you really think no one can cure them?"

After the person who answered the phone finished the report, he stood there expressionless.

The person on the side accidentally touched him, and the next moment, the person fell to the ground and lost his life.

In a dimly lit living room.

"Getting rich is good fun, but unfortunately it's not good enough. I know the headquarters too well. It's not easy at all to look forward and backward. Your abacus is doomed to fail. Let me teach you what it means to..."

(End of this chapter)