Mysterious Revival-Chapter 745 - 712 The New Codename
The nightmare this time indeed bore some responsibility on Yang Jian's part. If he hadn't moved those bodies, today's nightmare wouldn't have occurred. He was well aware of this in his heart, so he wasn't unwilling to consider the emotions of the villagers and offer some compensation.
After all, money was really just a number to him. He had no life to spend the money on, nor did he have the time. Of course, even with Yang Jian's current assets, it would be difficult to run out of money.
Playing the sucker and giving the villagers a break wasn't out of the question.
However, these people were too despicable.
And too indifferent as well.
The deaths in the village had just occurred last night, the bodies not yet collected or cremated, and here they were early this morning demanding compensation, displaying an indifference colder than that of a ghost manipulator.
Moreover.
They had disturbed his own family's rest, solely focusing on their benefit and completely disregarding others.
Yang Jian found dealing with these people utterly disgusting.
This kind of public sentiment and spirit—it was no wonder his mother chose to live with him in Dachang City, preferring to rent a house rather than return to the village.
Coming back, they would likely endure ridicule and contempt.
At least outside, they could be treated as normal people.
Yang Jian hadn't experienced much outside of supernatural events. He had little interaction with others and had never handled complex interpersonal relationships before, making this the first time he had this kind of revelation and produced some thoughts.
As he refused to offer compensation.
The already agitated atmosphere showed signs of spinning out of control. However, as vehicle after vehicle drove into the village, this threat of chaos subsided.
"The case officers have arrived."
"So many vehicles—how many people have come?"
"With so many dead, it's bound to be a major case, hence so many people."
Amid the discussions, the vehicles stopped on the open ground nearby, and a large number of officers got out of the cars—at least a few dozen, more than the onlookers from the village.
Leading them was a young man under thirty who seemed unusually capable. His name was Hu Kai4, a subordinate of Zang Hua5, responsible for handling special cases in this area.
With Hu Kai's arrival.
The villagers around suddenly quieted down, not daring to speak recklessly anymore.
"You're quite a bit later than the agreed time," Yang Jian said.
Hu Kai came over and immediately apologized, "I'm terribly sorry, Captain Yang. The roads in the township are quite narrow, and there was some traffic congestion, so we were delayed a few minutes."
Although Yang Jian didn't know this person, Hu Kai recognized Yang Jian.
Internally, Yang Jian's file and data must have been widely circulated, and even though it was classified, important personnel inevitably knew of him.
"No worries, just deal with the aftermath. That thing has been taken care of; you need not worry about danger," Yang Jian stated.
Hu Kai breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Captain Yang. That puts my mind at ease."
Captain Yang?
The other villagers witnessing this scene were momentarily stunned, uncertain of what to do next. Up until now, they had merely thought Yang Jian had come into a fortune, but they didn't expect that even the leading case officer treated him with such respect.
This was not just about having money; it also spoke of his status.
"Take these people away and find a way to isolate and observe them for three to six months. The reason... they're involved in a supernatural event and could be abnormal," Yang Jian said coldly, pointing at the crowd.
Hu Kai hesitated for a moment, but then quickly understood what he meant.
The reason was impeccable; there would be no issue to report up the chain, as it concerned a supernatural event. No one else had the right to question it, and Yang Jian had full authority to handle it.
"Yes, Captain Yang, I understand."
Then Hu Kai gave his subordinates instructions: "Take them back and settle them in properly. Isolate them for a while and be polite about it. Don't cause any conflict or trouble. They aren't criminals; they're just ordinary people."
Yang Jian didn't care how Xiao Hu handled it; he was only interested in the results.
He just needed these bothersome people to disappear; as for how, where they went, and what they did, he had no interest at all.
"Yang Jian, what do you mean by this? What have we done that you would treat us this way?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man said in a panic as he was being escorted away by the officers.
"Yang Jian, you cold-hearted beast! You're cut from the same cloth as your old dad. If you don't want me to live, I'll fight you with all I've got." A woman screamed, refusing to be taken away. She broke free from the crowd and charged at Yang Jian, determined to fight him to the death.
But the next moment, the woman seemed to be grabbed by something at the ankle and with a thud, she crashed to the ground.
Yang Jian would not allow this person to approach him and disrupt his efforts to suppress the ghost.
Before she could get up.
Bang!
A gun sounded loudly, making everyone's hearts skip a beat.
Yang Jian's face was indifferent as he pulled out a golden pistol. After firing a shot into the sky, he slowly placed the gun aside, "Whoever dares cause trouble, I'll shoot to kill."
At that moment.
The other villagers all widened their eyes at Yang Jian.
Goodness.
Yang Jian had a gun in his hand.
Like seeing a ghost, everyone instinctively retreated quite a distance, not daring to crowd around anymore. Had it not been for the presence of the case officers, they might have even scattered and fled.
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After all, even the bravest person wouldn't dare to confront someone with a gun, right? What if it went off accidentally? That could kill someone.
A gunshot rang out.
Next to him, Hu Kai looked at Yang Jian with some surprise, feeling that there was no need to shoot under these circumstances unless there was something else far more critical to deal with, something that necessitated such an action.
So he looked closely around Yang Jian.
Quickly, he noticed that there seemed to be someone sitting beside Yang Jian.
No, that wasn't a person but a cold, faintly smelly corpse, veiled by clothing but whose outline was still discernible.
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A corpse?
Why would there be a corpse in the trunk of the car at this time?
Wait, maybe that wasn't a corpse, perhaps it was… a ghost.
The ghost was sitting right next to Yang Jian, and this situation seemed to be not yet completely dealt with, which would explain why he would keep ordinary people away, even if it meant using some violent means to do so.
"Damn it."
Emotionally agitated at this point, Hu Kai shouted, "Take them all back, nobody stays, martial law at the village entrance, no one else is allowed near."
When it came to ghosts,
this incident was on another level entirely.
It wasn't just about handling the aftermath; things could go seriously wrong.
If this messed up the situation, Hu Kai felt that resigning ten times wouldn't be enough.
With the command issued, Yang Jian's demonstrations had a deterrent effect.
Those trying to cause trouble became compliant.
The reason was simple: they were afraid.
Not only did Yang Jian have a gun and was willing to use it, but most importantly, no one was intervening. The officials acted as if they hadn't seen anything and didn't deal with the situation, which meant what?
Anyone with half a brain could figure it out.
The weapon in Yang Jian's hands was sanctioned, which meant he was allowed to fire it.
Realizing this, the look in people's eyes when they saw Yang Jian was no longer one of greed but fear, even terror. They were afraid of being targeted later for retribution, concerned about the ramifications after being taken away, wondering if they might never return.
As for compensation, no one mentioned it again.
Matters of money were irrelevant now; being safe was all that mattered.
Yang Jian coldly observed as the people were escorted away. To his current state of being, this was the utmost mercy he could offer. If it were any other spirit controller, a couple of complaints would have been enough to slaughter them all, considering that many spirit controllers were psychopathic and lacked humanity.
"A lot of people in the village have died. Go take care of the corpses, and then do me another favor. Fetch me two files; I want to take a look," Yang Jian ordered.
Not daring to approach, Hu Kai stood off to the side and asked cautiously, "May I know whose files you need, Team Leader Yang?"
"My father's, and one is for my cousin."
"May I know your cousin's name?" Hu Kai asked, since it wasn't a next-of-kin matter. He needed the exact name to expedite the process.
Yang Jian replied, "Meishan Village, Liang Yuan."
"All right, no problem."
Hu Kai immediately agreed and instructed a subordinate to take care of it.
"Also, after the files on this incident in Meishan Village are compiled, send them to Zang Hua. The codename is... Ghost Dream," Yang Jian said.
He felt that this incident differed from the Nightmare case, even though there were similarities. However, if it turned out to be the same, he wouldn't mind renaming it and creating a new file of his own.
After all, the Nightmare files were from overseas, not domestic occurrences.
Then, Yang Jian patted the car: "Auntie Jiang, what are you doing? Fallen asleep?"
"No, I haven't slept," Jiang Yan replied with a shiver, hastily.
She'd been watching the drama unfold and hadn't expected Yang Jian to deal with this bothersome matter in such a way. She had thought it would drag on for quite a while, but what worried her most was Yang Jian losing his temper and getting physical.
"Follow Xiao Hu around the village. Families of those who didn't show up today, if someone died, compensate them with five million each... this is my personal compensation," Yang Jian said calmly.
Jiang Yan, taken aback, said, "We're still compensating? That's unnecessary, isn't it?"
"It's unnecessary, but is it a problem if I want to do it? Moreover, it's not scarcity that provokes unrest, but inequality. I want those people to regret it for the rest of their lives," Yang Jian stated indifferently.
"To kill by breaking the spirit?"
Jiang Yan suddenly narrowed her eyes and covered her mouth, chuckling, "You're so wicked."
If those people returned and saw others were compensated with five million while they received nothing, they'd probably be furious to the point of spitting blood. That shadow would linger over them for life.
"I never said I was a good person," Yang Jian remarked.
"I'll get on it," Jiang Yan quickly got out of the car.
As Yang Jian saw people getting busy and also noticed several individuals remaining to keep watch,
he could now sit peacefully here and suppress the decaying corpse without anyone disturbing him.
The rate of decay of the body continued to intensify,
though not as rapidly as he had imagined.
Still, the process went very smoothly.
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