Mysterious Recovery

　　, mysterious recovery

　　, mysterious recovery

　　 just yesterday.

　　 Yang directly reached the classmate’s Zhang Wei’s phone call, saying that it was a class reunion today, so that the few surviving members of the class would gather together.

　　 I heard that several of them are leaving Dachang City.

　　 Moving to moving, transferring to another school.

　　 Under this situation, Yang Jian felt it necessary to go there. Maybe this time, it would be difficult for the other classmates in the class to meet each other in this life.

　　 The purchase of gold has been handed over to Jiang Yan. During this period of time, she ran more diligently. Yang Jian felt relieved in his eyes. Although the money was spent like water, there was a lot of physical gold in her hands.

　　 This gradually made him feel at ease.

　　If he did not make a mistake in the calculation, this gold will most likely replace all kinds of luxury goods in the future. No matter it can completely replace the coins of various countries, it must be the most valuable thing in the future.

　　 "Maybe I should buy a car."

　　 Yang Jian took a taxi and came to the agreed place. Although he had a car, he had to give Jiang Yan to run business.

　　 Really sacrifice myself, happy employees.

　　 "Yang Jian, here, here."

　　 Yang Jian just got out of the car and looked around. Before he could find Zhang Wei, he heard him waving and shouting in a landscape pavilion on the side of the road.

　　 Others wave their hands with the palm of their hands.

　　 But Zhang Wei waved his hand but raised a middle finger.

　　 Yang Jian's face turned dark when he looked at it.

　　 "Can't you change your signature wave gesture?" He walked over and only saw two people, Yang Wei and Zhao Lei.

　　 count him only three.

　　 "Just us? Are the others coming?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhao Lei on the side looked a little unwell, and seemed to have some insomnia. He said: "Zhang Wei called before and said that he would come, but we waited for more than ten minutes and only waited for you, maybe not. Bar."

　　 "How can this be done? It's obvious that what was promised turned out to be wrong. They are too much, and I don't give Zhang Wei any face, Xiao Yang, would you like to arrange it for me?" Zhang Wei looked at him deeply.

　　 Zhao Lei said; "If Yang Jian called, they would definitely come, after all, back then at school..."

　　 At this point, he stopped again, not wanting to recall such terrible things.

　　 "Wait, if you really don't come, forget it. If something like this happens, it is estimated that there has been a mental problem. Now it is possible to hide at home and dare not come out." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Wei sneered: "If this is the case, then they are too fragile. Look at me, there is no such thing as anything. It's not time to eat or drink. How can the mere bulls, ghosts and snakes scare me? By the way, last time. Things have been settled for the people in black, right?"

　　 said so, but he was wearing a Buddhist bead on his wrist and a Bodhisattva around his neck. The Lord Buddha even hung from his waist a blessing of peace that he did not know where to ask for.

　　 A strong breath of a local tyrant of the Buddhist family came to his face.

　　 "They found the wrong person." Yang Jian asked for a reason casually; "But, why is your face a little swollen? Is it getting angry?"

　　 "No, I played games." Zhang Wei said.

　　 Yang Jian said: "What game to play."

　　 "An online method to test whether there are ghosts in the house."

Zhang Wei said in a deep voice: "I heard that at twelve o'clock in the evening, I guessed one hundred times in front of the mirror at home. If there is a tie every time, it means that there are no ghosts in the house. If the person in the mirror is If you win, even if it is only once, it means that there is a ghost in the house and you absolutely cannot live anymore. You have to move."

　　 "What does this have to do with your face being swollen?" Yang Jian asked.

"I was thinking if there are ghosts in the family? What should I do? So when I played this game, I added a condition specifically, a method of dealing with ghosts with ghosts, just like Zhou Zheng said someday, it can be dealt with. There are only ghosts." Zhang Wei said.

　　 "I can think very well after all."

　　 "What condition did you add?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Weidao: "I'm witty. If anyone wins, he will slap himself. If there is a ghost in the family, I will slap myself even if I win. This way I am safe. "

　　 "As a result, I was lucky that day. I won all night, so I swollen my face."

　　 Yang Jian froze for a while, trying to praise him for his wit, but then suddenly frowned and said: "No, you are right in the mirror and guessing a punch. It is logical to say that it is a tie. How can you win the night?"

"Ok?"

　　 Zhang Wei was reminded by this, and immediately opened his eyes and looked at him like hell.

　　 "What did you just say?"

　　 "I said, can you win the night with a punch in the mirror?"

　　 Yang Jian asked him again: "Are you under pressure and mental problems lately? Why don't you go to the neurology department of the hospital."

　　 Zhang Wei shook his head and said; "Impossible, impossible. During this period, I have rest every day. It is common to eat chicken and so on. How can I be mentally stressed."

　　 "Since it's not your mental stress and hallucinations, then there may be a ghost in your house, otherwise how can you beat the person in the mirror?" Yang Jian said.

　　 "Oh my God."

　　 Zhang Wei screamed and almost jumped up: "I played with a ghost for a night of guessing?"

　　 "Zhang Wei, don't scare me by telling ghost stories. Believe it or not, I will cry for you." Zhao Lei threatened.

　　 "Tell an **** story, I've met a ghost, uncle, and I'm still at home."

　　 Zhang Wei's face turned pale, even though he was standing under the sun, he still felt a chill on his body.

　　 It seems that his story just now is true.

　　 does not seem to be made up.

　　 "Um..." Yang Jian didn't know what to say at this time.

　　 Is Zhang Wei's mental stress caused by the hallucinations, or is there really a ghost in his family?

　　 It stands to reason that if he really encountered a ghost, Zhang Wei should have burped long ago. How could it be possible that nothing happened at all.

　　 "No, I have to call my parents quickly and tell them not to go home, so they say the house is on fire." Zhang Wei hurriedly took out an old-fashioned button phone at this time.

　　 Yang Jian said; "You said that there is a fire at home, and your parents must rush home to have a look."

　　 "What should I do?"

　　 Zhang Wei also thinks this reason is not good: "Or just say that the toilet at home exploded?"

　　 "I feel that if your parents find that you lie to them, you may be killed when you go back, but are you really sure that your house is really abnormal?" Yang Jian said.

　　 "Of course, how could I lie to you about this matter, we are brothers." Zhang Wei was surprised.

　　 Yang Jian thought for a moment: "If there is a problem, I can arrange it for you."

　　 As he said, he picked up his cell phone and dialed the number of Team Liu.

Team Liu, who was handling the case, received a call from Yang Jian and immediately complained helplessly: “It’s Yang Jian. You caused me a lot of trouble when you left last time. That Interpol Zhao Kaiming was furious after you left. A few of us have been scolded. Although you are both from criminal police officers, there are still fewer conflicts. Otherwise, it is difficult for the people under us to start work."

　　 "Sorry, personal grievances, you shouldn't be involved in it, I hope you can help me with something." Yang Jian said.

　　 "What's the matter? If it's an official business, I'm obliged to do it, but if it's a private matter, it's a different matter." Team Liu said seriously.

Yang Jian said: "Private business affairs will not embarrass you. It is suspected that there has been a supernatural incident in a community. I hope you have time to lock down the house and inform the head of the household not to go back temporarily. Wait for me to wait. I'll call you later after I determine whether there is a supernatural event."

　　 "This is official business, what is private business? Okay, don't worry, I will arrange for someone to block, you report an address." Liu team said.

　　 Yang Jian took out the address of Zhang Wei's house: "The impact is not very big, don't make a lot of noise, because I just received some news, I'm not sure if I should not make a big sensation before."

　　 "I know this." Team Liu said.

　　 "Thanks a lot." Yang Jian said.

　　 "It's okay, the handling of special events in Dachang City has to rely on you criminals." Liu Team said.

　　 Yang Jian hung up the phone after a few polite sentences, and he said: "It's okay now, your home will be locked down soon, and your parents won't go back then. It's safe now."

　　 "Great." Zhang Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Would you like to go back and see me at your house?"

Zhang Wei was surprised: "What are you going to see in that ghost place? It's haunted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That house is no longer needed. I changed a place to live in the back. There are still several villas and houses. There is a house."

　　 "......"

　　Yang Jian looked at him with a strange look: "You said so early in the **** house, and you won't be over if you don't go, waste my phone bill."

　　 "I didn't expect that the house was sealed before I thought there would be other houses to live in." Zhang Wei said embarrassedly.

　　 "I don't want to talk to you anymore, please think about what is going on in the mirror." Yang Jian resisted the urge to hit someone.

　　 But this time a car stopped on the side of the road.

　　 saw Wang Yan’s father, Wang Bin, and drove her daughter Wang Shanshan over.

　　 "Hello Yang Jian, we meet again."

　　 Wang Bin immediately showed a very polite smile when he saw Yang Jian, he walked over and took the initiative to shake his hand.

　　 "Hello Uncle Wang." Yang Jian replied.

　　 "I heard that your classmates reunion, I don't feel relieved that Shanshan will come alone, so she will come with her, you won't mind." Wang Bin smiled.

"of course not....."

　　 Before Yang Jian finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Shanshan, who hadn't seen each other for a while, and immediately couldn't help but shrink.

　　 But seeing Wang Shanshan standing there quietly wearing a dress, her skin pale, as if she didn't have a trace of blood, if it weren't for a pair of eyes that were still looking at him slightly, Yang Jian thought it was already a corpse.

　　 How long has it passed since the last time the ghost and infant imprint incident was solved?

　　 hasn't arrived in a month.

　　 How did a young and beautiful girl become like this?