Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian still didn't know that in the Ping An Building just half a day apart, several high-level friends in the circle of friends had already conducted a discussion meeting against him and made corresponding decisions.

He had just finished dinner with Wandelu, and then he was going to ask the man named Luo Yong about his old house.

Luo Yong is an authentic rural man. He used to work as a farmer in his hometown, and later worked as a migrant worker. After working hard, he made a lot of hard work and prepared to go home to build a house. He looked at his family’s ancestral home in dilapidated condition and planned to flatten the old. Zhai Zhai Zhai Chong, knowing that the construction started, he dug a basement and found a lot of antiques.

When the news came, it naturally attracted the attention of some antique dealers. For this reason, he also made a small fortune.

But how did he know that the basement that had been in the dust for many years would bring about one after another terrifying and spiritual events, so until now Luo Yong was still kept in the dark and knew nothing.

Even this time in Dajing City, Wandelu coaxed him and brought him 50,000 yuan in labor fees.

Yang Jian didn't care about these things. What he cared about was whether the clue he was looking for would be broken.

Luo Yong was sitting in a box next door and had finished his meal a long time ago. The food was good. He had never eaten such high-end wine and food, but the more so, the more he was fidgeting.

He felt that there was no pie in the sky, and the boss must be plotting against himself.

So Luo Yong always wanted to leave and go back to his hometown.

However, the two security guards in the box sat looking at him to prevent Luo Yong from slipping away suddenly.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon.

The door of insurance was suddenly opened.

The first to walk in was a young man who looked slightly immature, well-proportioned and sturdy, with sharp eyes, like a falcon in the forest, and like a dangerous lone wolf, under that fierce gaze. What was revealed was icy numbness, without a trace of emotion.

When this look came over, it didn't seem to be looking at people, it seemed to be looking at pork on a chopping board.

It's hard to imagine what kind of talent would have such palpitating eyes.

Just being scanned, Luo Yong felt cold all over, an inexplicable chill gushing out of his heart, and he became nervous subconsciously for some reason.

"Mr. Yang, boss." The bodyguard hurriedly stood up at the moment.

Wan De Lu followed behind and nodded: "You go out first, we have something to discuss."

"Okay, boss." The bodyguard immediately walked out of the box and closed the door.

Yang Jian didn't have any muddle, walked directly in front of Luo Yong, then moved a chair over and immediately sat down and asked, "Are you Luo Yong?"

"I, my name is Luo Yong, who are you? I don't know you." Luo Yong's tone revealed tension.

"I am Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City. I am responsible for investigating a special incident. This time I came to Dajing City because I wanted to ask you about some details. I hope that you will cooperate with my investigation. Okay, I'm fine." Yang Jian took out his credentials after speaking, and put them on the table with his gun.

There is no reason, it is shock.

Identity and guns can already represent a lot of things. It may be useless to deal with ghosts, but it is enough to deal with ordinary people's identity.

really.

Luo Yong, who was a little nervous, was shocked when he saw Yang Jian put the special certificate with the metal badge and the gun on the table, and then his face changed. His face was ruddy and healthy before. When he turned white, his whole body was trembling a little, and he subconsciously thought of whether he had committed a major crime.

"I ask you to answer." Yang Jian didn't give him more room to think, and immediately asked: "Are you the head of this old house in the photo?"

He took out a photo of an ancient house in the archives.

"Yes, it's me, no, eldest brother...Sir, the head of the household is not me, but the head of the household is my grandfather, and I inherited it." Luo Yong stammered nervously.

Yang Jian said: "You dug this thing from the basement of your old house, do you recognize it?"

Then he pulled out another photo of the soul bottle.

"Yes, that's right, this is an antique dug up by my house." A cold sweat broke out on Luo Yong's forehead.

"Don't be nervous, it's just some ordinary investigations." Yang Jian said; "Do you remember how many such bottles you dug out?"

"Three, no, no, five, yes, five bottles, and some plates, cups and the like." Luo Yong hurriedly replied.

"Five?" Yang Jian's face sank.

Wan Delu's investigation was not careful enough. He only found one soul bottle, and the ghost in it had been released. Even if he counted the bottle in his hand, there were only two, which means that Luo Yong was digging it out. At that time, I hid three of them in private.

"Have you sold all those five bottles?" What he cared about was whether the bottle that held Li Gui was still there.

Luo Yong was still in a cold sweat because he saw the chief's face sinking in front of him. He felt that something was wrong with these things. He stammered and said: "Sold, sold, one sold for 10,000, and the other for 30,000. There were three others who offered one hundred thousand one, and I sold them all."

When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes couldn't help but constricted: "Someone bought three in one go? Do you have his contact number?"

"No, no."

Luo Yong replied: "He bought it at the door and paid in cash on the spot. I don't have his contact number. He said that this matter is not visible. The less people know, the better."

"..." Yang Jian was silent.

He thinks this thing is a bit weird, who would come to buy this thing with hundreds of thousands of cash.

This is not a thousand-year-old antique, it is just a one-hundred-year-old gadget, and it’s pretty good to sell for tens of thousands of dollars.

"The purchaser is likely to rush to the contents of the bottle, otherwise they will not buy with cash, because bank transfers will definitely have transfer records. It is easy to find people along this line. The people are guarding this One point, so I was prepared...this was not done by the people at the headquarters, it should be some civil forces or individuals."

Yang Jian speculated that this was done by the ghost master.

But if this is the case, it is a good thing. At least the ghost stalker will be very cautious when dealing with such imprisoned ghosts. If it falls into the hands of ordinary people, it will be like that antique street, and it will have begun to cause supernatural events. .

"Let's put the antique thing aside, how much do you know about your grandfather?" Since the line to trace the soul bottle has shrunk, Yang Jian returned to the subject.

Because this Luo Yong's appearance is similar to that of the old man who knocked on the door, he is also involved in the soul bottle, the old mansion, which is probably the offspring of the ghost master a hundred years ago.

"My grandfather?" Luo Yong was visibly startled: "Sir...Official, I am not sure."

"I don't know, you haven't met your grandfather?" Yang Jian asked.

He felt that Luo Yong was in his fifties, and if he counted it, he should have seen his grandfather when he was a child, so he wouldn't be completely disconnected.

As for Luo Yong's father, Yang Jian has already asked Wandelu. Luo Yong's father died when he was seventy-three years old, otherwise his father would be a better candidate for investigation.

Luo Yong was nervous and replied: "I saw it several times as a child. My dad and grandpa separated very early. We live in the village. Grandpa lives in an old house outside the village. I have a very little impression of my grandpa. The most impressive time was when I was sick when I was a child, and my family was poor and had no money to treat the disease. That night my grandfather suddenly showed up and sent a sum of money, and my father took me to treat the disease."

"What about after?" Yang Jian asked.

"I never saw Grandpa again after that." Luo Yongdao.

Yang Jian keenly discovered a loophole; "Your grandfather should be very old at that time, didn't he have funerals after he died?"

The death of the elderly in rural areas is a major event, and it is impossible not to do funerals.

"I don't know, it seems that my grandpa disappeared completely after that time. I never saw my grandpa again, and my dad never mentioned it." Luo Yong said.

"Has the bizarre disappeared?" Yang Jian muttered silently in his heart, and at the same time he became more and more certain in his heart.

Luo Yong's grandfather is a ghost master and the old Qin in the headquarters belong to the same era and have survived for a long time.

It seems that it has overcome the problem of Li Gui's recovery for a long time.

However, Yang Jian didn't find it strange that the top ghost wielders a hundred years ago were all aliens, but why did Luo Yong's grandfather finally choose to disappear bizarrely?

Are you going to die of old age, choose a cemetery?

"I have a photo here. You can see if you recognize the person in the photo." After Yang Jian took out his phone and opened the photo.

There is a picture of a knocker.

The photo was taken through a glass window. Outside the glass window is a slightly dim corridor. An old man wearing a black vintage gown, wrinkled and covered in group spots, is standing there stiffly, his head slightly turned here. On the side, a pair of gray, hollow and numb eyes were exposed.

"This is my grandfather..." Luo Yong was taken aback when he saw this photo.

Because this is a modern photo, if his grandfather was still alive, he would be more than a hundred years old.

"You haven't seen your grandfather, why do you think he is your grandfather." Yang Jian stared at him.

Luo Yong pointed to Zhao with some excitement; "My grandfather wore this dress to send money to my dad when I was sick when I was a child. I remember it very deeply and I will not admit it wrong..."

"Brother Leg, you look like a grandson in this way, it's almost the same, and I can see it in a layman." Wan Delu took a look and couldn't help but say a word.

"Very well, since you are sure, it's easy to handle." Yang Jian quickly put away the photos.

He was not surprised by this result.

Because the identity of the knocker was already confirmed in his heart when he first saw Luo Yong.

The Li Gui codenamed Ghost Knock on the door was the ghost driver a hundred years ago. As for why it suddenly appeared six months ago, Yang Jian believed that Luo Yong’s grandfather died at that time. After his death, the body was found and sent to the hospital. Then the ghost recovered in the hospital, forming an A-level supernatural event.

But the problem is that this top ghost wielder who has survived to the modern age overcomes the abnormality of the ghost recovery. Judging from the story of the doctor in the forum, the doctor Raiden has fallen to death.

He fell from the fifth floor and fell to his death.

This is simply ridiculous.

But thinking about it again, what could have killed Luo Yong's grandfather?

Behind the cause of Grandpa Luo Yong's death, there may be a more frightening existence.

Seeing Yang Jian's silent thinking, Luo Yong was uneasy, but he didn't dare to speak out and had to stay honestly.

After Yang Jian came back to his senses, he took a deep look at Luo Yong: "Did your grandfather leave anything before his strange disappearance, or something special for you?"

"No, no." Although Luo Yong's tone was a little nervous, he answered decisively.

Yang Jian shook his head mockingly when he heard this answer.

That's right, Luo Yong's grandfather had separated from his relatives in his early years and cut off contact. This is because he was afraid that ghost matters would be implicated in his family. Even if he left any clues, he would never stay with his relatives. That would be a disaster.

But empathy, if you want to leave clues, where will you stay?

Thinking about going.

Yang Jian only thought of two places.

One is the place where Grandpa Luo Yong died, and that is where the body was first discovered. At that time, there might be something useful to leave behind.

The other is...

Yang Jian turned on the phone again, and it was still the picture of the knocker. This picture was saved for the first time. It was very clear. He expanded a place. U U Reading www.uukanshu.cóm

It was the black vintage gown on the old man, with a pocket at the waist.

"The dressing style of that period couldn't open a pocket in this place..." Yang Jian's eyes flickered: "This is the only abnormal place, and this pocket is slightly bulging, and there is something in it."

clue.

This is a clue to truly understand the source of Li ghost and understand everything.

The intuition in his heart told him that there is the answer he wants in the knocker's pocket, because a person who may die at any time, the smartest way is to put important information on him.

Considering the question of his own ghost recovery, Luo Yong's grandfather is absolutely sure that this answer will only fall into the hands of qualified owners.

Because you have to solve the knocker before you can get this answer.

If you can do this, you are already a top ghost wielder, and you are naturally qualified to understand everything. As for ordinary people, even ordinary ghost wielders, knowing that all this is of no use, they can't change anything.

"I survived the knock on the door incident, have I been searching for so long and have to return to the original point?"

Yang Jian didn't know whether he should be emotional or excited, but he was more upset than these two emotions.

Because the codename ghost knocks on the door, the supernatural incident is not so easy to handle.

And it is obviously very terrible to make the top ghost wielders die a hundred years ago.

Contemplated for a long time.

The atmosphere in the box is a bit solemn.

Luo Yong did not dare to mention leaving at this moment. Wan Delu yawned a little tired but did not leave. He could only wait for the end of the questioning.

The two were not impatient at all.

Ordinary workers, whether they are bosses or company bosses, have to wait obediently, because Yang Jian has the qualifications to let them wait.