Mysterious Recovery

Spiritual invaded the communications room of the headquarters.

Although the real ghost is hundreds of kilometers away in Zhongshan City, the horror of the ghost has already revealed the tip of the iceberg, making these operators who have never been exposed to a spiritual event feel the horror and anxiety that will die at any time.

After a brief commotion, it was back to normal.

All communications were cut off, and the weird laughter no longer sounded.

However, the damage caused by this short-term terrorist invasion was not trivial.

In an independent communication room, Liu Xiaoyu, who was answering Yang Jian's communication, walked out curiously after hearing the movement outside.

"What happened, why did the alarm sound suddenly?" She worked alone, ignorant of what had just happened.

"A call to Zhongshan City led to a supernatural invasion of the headquarters, and a colleague was killed." A colleague standing guard at the side silenced his voice at the moment; "It has something to do with the incident that Yang Jian is currently dealing with. You are not Yang. The operator in time? Don’t you know anything about it?"

Liu Xiaoyu is a celebrity in the communication room, because the person in charge of her is the ghost detective Yang Jian. Others are both envious and jealous of Liu Xiaoyu.

"His satellite positioning mobile phone is turned off. I can only determine his specific location. I can't contact him. It has been disconnected for a while. Team Zhao said that there is nothing wrong with Yang Jian. It was only because of some special circumstances. I took the initiative to disconnect." Liu Xiaoyu said.

"It seems that Yang Jian has already guarded against this, otherwise he would not actively disconnect." This colleague thought that Yang Jian knew the inside story, so he prevented this weird phone call in advance.

"How are the others in the communication room?" Liu Xiaoyu felt a strong anxiety in her heart.

The colleague on guard looked at the left and right and pressed his voice: "Fortunately, you were placed in an independent communication room after the Zhongshan incident. Otherwise, you might be involved this time. I am only responsible for maintaining law and order. I don’t know much about it, but judging from the seriousness of the state of engagement, I’m afraid the casualties this time will not be few."

"It was instructed above, you don't care about anything now. The headquarters is currently safe, so you have to continue to be responsible for contacting Yang Jian. The incident in Zhongshan City is coming to an end."

Liu Xiaoyu nodded subconsciously, ready to go back to work.

But when she was about to turn around and enter the office, a staff member wearing a chemical protective suit was walking out of the communication room carrying a corpse in the aisle next to her.

Every corpse had eyes open and a weird smile on his face. From the clothes on the corpse, you can see that they were all operators in the communication room. They were also Liu Xiaoyu’s colleagues, some of them and hers. The relationship is relatively good, and I often chat together after get off work.

But now, those familiar colleagues in Liu Xiaoyu's eyes have become cold corpses lying on a stretcher.

Seeing those familiar faces die with weird smiles, Liu Xiaoyu felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

This fear eroded her whole body and made her feel cold all over.

At this moment, her head was blank, but she didn't know how to think of someone.

That person is the ghost master who Liu Xiaoyu has been in charge of...Yang Jian.

Does Yang Jian deal with such things every day?

Looking at the corpses passing by, the expression in Liu Xiaoyu's eyes gradually changed from fear to numbness, and then to a kind of madness emanating from the inside out.

She began to realize that the work she had done before was completely meaningless.

I was too fragile, and my colleagues too fragile, and the same was true for Team Zhao...Just a phone call, just a normal connection, and the communication room became like this.

The communications room at the headquarters, which had always been considered safe before, now Liu Xiaoyu feels that this place is extraordinarily terrifying, like a death cage, no one can leave alive, even if they don’t die today, one day they will die here sooner or later.

There is no sound.

"Bang~!"

Liu Xiaoyu didn't know when she recovered, she suddenly returned to the office and slammed the door shut.

She picked up the communication device a little emotionally, and some anxiously pressed the button, and couldn't wait to communicate with Yang Jian.

Trembling, fear, anxiety, and the weird smiling faces of colleagues that flashed in my mind from time to time.

All this made Liu Xiaoyu a little unbearable.

The usual training and guidance are all useless at this moment.

"Quick, quick, quickly open the communication." Liu Xiaoyu himself didn't know why he tried to connect with Yang Jian desperately.

She only knows that this is the only thing she can do right now.

Or, as long as she can hear Yang Jian's indifferent voice, she can find herself when she was in the wired state.

This is an escape and a way of seeking comfort.

Sudden fear is enough to crush a person's heart, and Liu Xiaoyu obviously does not possess a good psychological quality.

"I'm Yang Jian, I will resume communication now." However, in Liu Xiaoyu's almost collapsed state, Yang Jian took the initiative to open the communication.

Because Yang Jian is going to deal with Tong Qian next.

Tong Qian is suspected to be a ghost, so the communication must be maintained so as not to say that he is doing something ugly.

"Yang Jian, yes, it's me, Liu Xiaoyu." Liu Xiaoyu was emotional, with a bit of crying, what she wanted to say, but when she was really in communication with Yang Jian, she didn't know what to say.

She has become accustomed to being a listener of Yang Jian, not a teller.

"I see." Yang Jian didn't talk to Liu Xiaoyu, but just responded casually, and then focused on other places.

Liu Xiaoyu put on earphones, lying in front of the communication station, buried his head, quietly listening to the action report from Yang Jian.

as usual.

Yang Jian, who was outside the Third Hospital of Zhongshan City, didn't know that a phone call from Zhao Jianguo almost killed the entire communication room. His top priority now is to lock Tong Qian's position and solve her.

"Tong Qian is in the special ward on the top floor of the hospital. At least the news I got is this, but I'm not sure whether the location has changed." Yang Jian got out of the car and looked up at the hospital building.

To be honest, he has a shadow on entering the hospital.

In Dachang City, Yang Jian almost died in the hospital.

"Since Tong Qian's identity has been determined, do you have any action plan for Brother Leg? We listen to your arrangements." Feng Quan said.

Ru Suyi and Lin Luomei also looked at him.

Although they were forced to come to help, if Yang Jian was willing to make a plan, they would also obey the arrangement, at least much better than messing around.

"Without a plan, the ghost horror level is not high. The only scary thing is that it can change its memory and steal other people’s identities. It has a strong latent nature. Fortunately, the scope of this ghost’s penetration is not large. If UU read www.uukanshu.com went abroad to get the foreign president and control a country, it would be extraordinary."

"So just go straight and be careful at the same time."

Yang Jian didn't think this ghost was particularly difficult to deal with. So many ghost masters acting together were pretty sure.

When other people heard this, they immediately gained confidence.

The group strode towards the hospital.

When passing the gate, a guard standing guard looked at Yang Jian with a weird smile.

Yang Jian noticed the security.

He stared at the security guard with an inexplicable weird staring with his eyes condensed, his skin and flesh stretched open, his ghost eyes appeared.

"That ghost knows that we are coming, it seems that there is no time to touch it slowly. Be violent. I will use the ghost domain to lead you to find it." Yang Jian retracted his gaze, ignoring the security guard with a weird smile.

This ghost slave whose memory has been changed by the ghost, Zhongshan City, God knows how many.

He has only one goal now.

Immediately the ghost eyes opened one after another, a red light appeared on his body, and the ghost domain instantly covered the entire hospital.

When the ghost domain covers the hospital.

In a ward, Tong Qian was standing strangely in front of the window watching Yang Jian drove from a distance, and then stopped downstairs, seemingly watching Yang Jian enter the hospital.

And while the ghost domain covers the hospital.

A smile gradually appeared on Tong Qian's face, and a weird, oozing, weird laugh came from her mouth. The laughter spread from the ward and spread out in all directions.

Soon, this terrible laughter echoed throughout the hospital.

However, no matter how terrifying the laughter, Yang Jian knew that this would be the last contact between himself and this ghost.

Either Yang Jian died here, or the ghost was imprisoned.