Mysterious Revival

"Look, Yang Jian is coming out, and it seems there's an extra person with him. Could there be any problem?"

Waiting outside the second security cordon, Luo Su Yi saw two people emerge from the rapidly dissipating Ghost Fog. Both were dressed in identical specially made uniforms. One of them was around twenty years old, around one meter seventy-eight in height, his youthful face betraying an unusual wariness for his age, yet possessing a reliable and steady presence.

The other person appeared to be in his early thirties, with plain features, coughing as he walked. His dark brown skin didn't seem like that of a living person, but instead eerily resembled that of a resurrected corpse, prompting an inexplicable dread in others.

"It's Feng Quan, did Yang Jian bring him out?" Xiong Wenwen, who was playing with his cellphone, looked up and was immediately surprised.

He thought Feng Quan had already been a goner, but unexpectedly, he had left Cesare Grand Hotel alive.

But where had that guy Guo Fan gone?

Could it be that only Feng Quan had survived, and the other person had died?

"Let's go, follow me to The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine," Yang Jian strode forward, his voice subdued, "It's time to get down to business."

"What are we doing at the hospital? Is someone sick?" Luo Su Yi asked.

Yang Jian said, "That ghost is in The Third Hospital. Our next task is to contain it. As long as we deal with that thing, the incident in Z city can be temporarily closed."

After speaking, he turned back to look at Cesare Grand Hotel.

"As for this place, continue the blockade. When I left, I sealed all the doors and windows. If everything goes well, the ghost inside shouldn't be able to get out as long as it isn't interfered with."

When leaving, Yang Jian had taken precautions by using the power of the Ghost Domain to block all the entrances, exits, doors, and windows of the hotel.

Unless the ghost was capable of destroying walls, or creating its own Ghost Domain, it would remain trapped inside for the foreseeable future.

He would not return until he felt confident in containing it; otherwise, a direct encounter in his current state would certainly end in a gruesome death. Xiong Wenwen's precognitive results should be trusted.

"Besides, this is a team operation, the risk won't be very high. Get in the car, and I'll tell you about the ghost's information while driving, so you'll be prepared," said Yang Jian as he walked towards a temporary issue pickup truck.

"Good, by joining forces to resolve this supernatural event, getting promoted and a raise isn't a dream. From now on, I'll stick with you, Brother Tui," Feng Quan said with a laugh.

Although he now lived like a corpse, his personality had changed. He'd become a good person; seemingly dangerous, but actually very safe.

The vehicle was driving on the main road of Z city.

Because of the incident at Cesare Grand Hotel, the area had been cordoned off and the nearby citizens had been evacuated from the city. Because Yang Jian had not guaranteed to solve the supernatural event, headquarters had made the worst-case arrangement.

"The ghost we have to deal with has the ability to alter people's memories, apparently directly affecting the memories of those nearby. As for how it influences and alters them, I don't know much," said Yang Jian while driving, deliberately keeping the existence of the Ghost Newspaper a secret and attributing all the memory alteration capabilities to the ghost itself.

After all, no one was going to confront the ghost about it.

"I know about this, Brother Tui mentioned it before," nodded Feng Quan. "It's a very dangerous ability. Ordinary people, no, even ghost manipulators could possibly be affected by the Ghost Shadow's memory manipulation."

"Of course, while the ability is strange, it's not particularly harmful. However, the subsequent impact is terrifying. What I want to talk about is the second point. Currently, the ghost has obtained the Ghost Face behind Tong Qian's head. A ghost controlling another ghost is an extremely terrifying scenario. You should know something about Tong Qian and Ghost Face's abilities, so I won't elaborate," continued Yang Jian.

"My only concern is that after acquiring Ghost Face, the ghost might undergo a kind of unbelievable and terrifying transformation. You need to be on guard. As for the Ghost Face's abilities, they're easy to deal with."

"Laughter is the key. As long as you don't hear it, you'll be fine."

Ghost Face and the crying face abilities are somewhat similar; one involves crying, the other laughing.

Both kill using sounds of laughter or crying.

"You've said so much, but you haven't told us how to pinpoint the ghost's location," Luo Su Yi said. "I have no objection to working together, but I really fear that what happened back at the hotel might happen again. A few misguided steps and getting killed out of confusion."

He had developed a huge shadow from his experience in the hotel and estimated he would never stay at a hotel again.

Yang Jian said, "The ghost's identity is Tong Qian, who is currently receiving treatment in The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"How could it be her?" Feng Quan was also shocked. "That's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible. If the ghost could take Tong Qian's Ghost Face, it could just as well take her identity. I'm not wrong," Yang Jian said with confidence.

He was certain that Tong Qian was the ghost.

But certainly, he couldn't reveal the exact method of his judgment, especially since Feng Quan's memory had been manipulated, and he was afraid it would lead to suspicion.

"If we're really going to take action against Tong Qian, we'll need to apply for authorization from headquarters. If we act on our own, it's like attacking a colleague. If we're wrong, the consequences could be quite severe," Feng Quan said.

Yang Jian said, "Turn on the satellite positioning and report this to Captain Zhao."

"Alright, I'll speak to him right now." Feng Quan took out his satellite positioning phone to make contact.

However, he discovered that his satellite phone was turned off, and he couldn't remember exactly when it had powered down.

Although he was somewhat puzzled, he didn't pay it too much mind.

As soon as he switched on the phone, Zhao Jianguo's voice immediately came through, "Feng Quan, what's the situation over there? Why did the communication suddenly break off, is Yang Jian there? Whoever can hear me, quickly report your situation, have you encountered any other dangers..."

From his tone, one could tell that Zhao Jianguo was very anxious.

After all, Yang Jian and Feng Quan had both lost connection at the same time.

Under normal circumstances, a sudden loss of signal and contact often signifies encountering a very serious danger.
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"Feng Quan and I are fine. There is another ghost in the hotel, and for safety, I turned off the communication," Yang Jian said while driving.

"That's a relief. You really scared me by suddenly dropping out of contact," Zhao Jianguo instantly breathed easier upon hearing Yang Jian's voice, "If you had fallen in Z City, the responsibility on my shoulders would've been enormous."

If someone like Yang Jian, who had resolved S-level supernatural events, were to perish, it would be a tremendous blow to the headquarters' prestige, making hopeful recruits reconsider their chances of survival.

"Tell Zhao Jianguo about Tong Qian," Yang Jian instructed.

Feng Quan said, "Captain Zhao, I am currently with Yang Jian, Xiong Wenwen, Luo Su Yi, and a few others, preparing to restrict Tong Qian, who is now in The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Z City. Based on what Yang Jian has deduced, the identity of Tong Qian lying in the hospital could be that of a ghost..."

"What, Tong Qian is a ghost?" The news obviously shocked Zhao Jianguo on the other end.

"Is that true?"

"It's unlikely to be wrong," Feng Quan said, "After all, Yang Jian's judgments rarely miss, and his words are trustworthy."

"This matter is no joke, Yang Jian. Tong Qian is still in the hospital. If your judgment on this is wrong, the situation will be tough to manage... after all, she is an international ghost controller from Z City who has made notable achievements. You have to consider the impact of this affair," Zhao Jianguo said with a grave tone.

He wasn't trying to stop Yang Jian from acting, but he was worried about a misjudgment.

"I will act according to my judgment. I had Feng Quan inform you just as a matter of routine. Regardless of whether you agree or not, I am going to act. I can't possibly wait for you to verify before making a move. There is only one chance, and once Tong Qian learns that I have confirmed her ghostly identity, that ghost will surely switch to another identity."

Yang Jian said firmly, "By then, the ghost will lie even deeper in hiding, and I will not be able to find it again. After all, that ghost has already acquired Tong Qian's Ghost Face, and I can't predict its next move."

"Alright, that's all, we're almost at The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Feng Quan also said, "At this point, we must trust Yang Jian. Captain Zhao, you should just wait for the results. We will resolve the situation here, don't worry about our end."

"I understand," said Zhao Jianguo, frowning deeply in the communications room at headquarters.

After putting down the communication device, he immediately said, "Contact The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Z City, inquire about Tong Qian's condition."

A female liaison officer immediately started the communication.

"Hello, is this The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Z City?" She dialed the number, ready to consult with the person in charge there.

But though the call connected, no one on the other end spoke.

"Captain, the call connected, but there's no response," the female liaison officer reported.

A connected call but with no one speaking?

Zhao Jianguo's expression suddenly changed, "Cut the communication immediately."

However, just when the female liaison officer was about to disconnect, a strange laughter suddenly came through the headset.

Upon hearing this laughter, the female liaison officer's body gradually stiffened, then her face began to display a bizarre smile. After a few seconds, she lost her balance and fell backwards onto the floor with a thud, while her headset dangled in mid-air, gently swinging, faintly emitting that creepy laughter.

As time passed, the laughter inside the communications room grew louder and clearer.

"Everyone, leave the communications room, now," Zhao Jianguo shouted in alarm after seeing the female liaison officer's eerie death with a smile on her face.

The supernatural had invaded here.

At the same time, he was certain that something had gone wrong at The Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Z City.

Yang Jian's judgment was most likely correct.

The current identity of Tong Qian is... a ghost.