Mysterious Revival

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming, who was stretching out his hand, but did not take it, saying only, "There's no need for such courtesy, our relationship is merely a straightforward transaction. I have done what I should, and have fulfilled my obligations to the headquarter. I just hope you will keep your word in our final deal." "If your words are meant to deceive me, or if you have any other ulterior motives, I believe many people will die because of your cleverness. Do not doubt my ability, and do not doubt my determination, for I am no longer truly a man of the headquarter. A mere title can no longer restrain me." Wang Xiaoming paused and withdrew his hand, "My personal presence here today already represents my sincerity. After all, you could kill me at any moment. I know you don't trust me, but you should believe in the circumstances." "The current situation does not allow you to die." Yang Jian said, "I don't trust the situation, I only trust facts. Additionally, I want to ask you one more thing. I killed Fang Shiming, where is his body?" Wang Xiaoming said, "You want that pair of scissors?" Immediately, he guessed Yang Jian's intention. "Correct, it's my spoils of war. You wouldn't be thinking of double-crossing me, would you?" Yang Jian said with a cold face. "Let's keep things separate, you can't mix this matter with what we talked about before." Wang Xiaoming said, "It was Cao Yang who pinpointed Fang Shiming's location. He did not report the specifics back to headquarter. If there are Ghost Scissors, he is a likely suspect. Right now, Cao Yang is busy dealing with Fang Shiming's corpse, and whether he can successfully handle it or not is still uncertain. If Cao Yang ends up with the Ghost Scissors after dealing with the body, it's unlikely he would hand them over." Yang Jian said, "Then give me the address, and I'll get it myself." "Your timing does not allow you to do that," Wang Xiaoming said earnestly. "Are you worried about me, or are you just fobbing me off?" Yang Jian's gaze darkened, the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box indeed caused him a great deal of trouble. Wang Xiaoming, who also didn't want to ruin this negotiation over a supernatural item, said, "How about this: if Cao Yang gets hold of the Ghost Scissors, I can request that he gives them to you, but whether he agrees or not, I can't say. After all, he is Captain Level now. Many things are different from before. If he doesn't agree and you have to retrieve them yourself later on, I won't stop you." "Good, I'll remember this. I hope you really won't obstruct me by then," Yang Jian said. "Of course," Wang Xiaoming said. Yang Jian said nothing more and turned to leave. Wang Xiaoming stood still, watching as everything around him changed once again. He was no longer on a rooftop but had arrived in the lobby of the first floor of Ping'an Hotel. It was the Ghost Domain that changed location and sent him back. At this time, Cao Yanhua, Wei Jing, and Liu Xiaoyu were all waiting here. "Professor Wang, how did it go? What did Yang Jian say to you?" Cao Yanhua hurried over, eager to know. Wang Xiaoming said, "I've made an agreement with him; I help him get rid of the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box, and he accepted my request." "What? Yang Jian agreed so quickly? He didn't make any excessive demands?" Cao Yanhua was immediately surprised because according to Yang Jian's prior character, he would definitely have made some outrageous demands this time, not backing down without a good cut. Cao had even prepared himself for certain concessions. Wang Xiaoming said, "No, he did not make any demands." Cao Yanhua immediately furrowed his brows: "Why?" "It's normal for an employee working hard to ask for a raise, but suddenly one day, if an employee doesn't want a salary, what does that signify, Deputy Minister, or don't you know?" Wang Xiaoming said, "You should know, today Yang Jian didn't just stay away from the headquarter, he didn't even meet with you." Cao Yanhua fell silent. That's the sign of a collective heart disintegration; having nothing but a title left means future encounters will likely not be as manageable as before. "Let's go back, there's no other way to deal with this for now. However, you'll have to work hard recently, Professor Wang. You must resolve Yang Jian's curse, and there is only room for success, not failure, or the consequences are unimaginable," Cao Yanhua sighed and then earnestly entreated again. The stability of the current situation was all because Yang Jian was still alive. If Yang Jian were to die, his ghost would awaken, coupled with the Ghost Painting incident and the extermination of his circle of friends... the situation would completely collapse. "I know," Wang Xiaoming said calmly. The group left Ping'an Hotel once more. Yet as they were leaving, Liu Xiaoyu seemed somewhat out of it, for she noticed everything around her was changing — people nearby were disappearing, and everything seemed to become quiet. "You still owe me a favor, do this last thing for me," Yang Jian's voice suddenly appeared, and he was sitting on the sofa in the lobby, looking calmly at Liu Xiaoyu without anyone knowing when he had arrived. Liu Xiaoyu was somewhat surprised and also a bit pleased as she said, "What do you need me to help with? I can't really do much, but if needed, I can ask the deputy head..." Before she could finish, Yang Jian interrupted, "I don't trust them anymore, and this matter is a private affair. I don't want a third person to know about it." "What is it about?" Liu Xiaoyu asked. Yang Jian replied, "It's nothing special. I want you to find a chance to get into the headquarters' identity system and change a name for me." "Change a name? Why on earth would you do that?" Liu Xiaoyu looked perplexed. "To avoid a terrible curse. There seems to be a curse that requires a name as a medium; I want to see if changing it might work. It's just an attempt; I'm not even sure if it will help since this matter is quite mysterious, and hard to explain clearly," Yang Jian explained. He was taking precautionary measures in advance, avoiding the curse of the Ghost Scissors, as it was very likely that Cao Yang would have them for a while. Just in case Cao Yang wouldn't hand them over, Yang Jian would have to fight again. Liu Xiaoyu readily agreed, "No problem, I can do that. What name do you want to change to?" "I don't know; you choose one randomly for me. As for the name, don't let me know, and don't let anyone else know either," Yang Jian said. Liu Xiaoyu was puzzled again, "Keeping it a secret from me is pointless; the others will still find out." "My file is highly confidential, at the Captain Level, and not many people have access to it. It's fine as long as most can't find it," Yang Jian explained. "I understand," Liu Xiaoyu nodded. Yang Jian continued, "That'll be it then. If you ever lose your job due to a work mistake, you can go to Dachang City. I can arrange a job for you, provided I'm still alive." Just as Liu Xiaoyu wanted to say something more, she realized that Yang Jian had already vanished before her eyes. Everything around became normal once again. "Liu Xiaoyu, what are you standing there dazed for? It's time to go back." When Cao Yanhua saw Liu Xiaoyu standing motionless at the door, he immediately urged her. Liu Xiaoyu came back to her senses and hurriedly responded, jogging to catch up, not mentioning the matter of Yang Jian suddenly asking for her help. Since she had promised to keep it a secret, she intended to do so. Yang Jian watched as the vehicles departed, his gaze slowly retracting. In his hand, there was another box. This box contained papers made from human skin. Although he had given Wang Xiaoming two days to resolve the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box, this did not mean Yang Jian would sit around waiting for news; he also needed to act and see if he could find a way to break the curse within those two days. "However, I can't stay at the Ping'an Hotel anymore; I need to find a new place to settle," Yang Jian thought to himself. He thought of a good place. He Tianxiong's home. This guy had lost to him in the past and had to compensate him with a villa and a significant portion of his assets; now that his circle of friends was gone, very few would know of He Tianxiong's residence. It would be a good place to stay. Moreover, upon hearing the news of his circle of friends being gone, this guy would probably never dare to return to the city again. With this in mind, Yang Jian went back to his room to pack up and leave. "Are you done with everything?" In the room, Zhang Lei and Huang Ziyu had not left, and at this moment, Wang Jiang was also present. Yang Jian said, "Pretty much done. I'm leaving now. You can call me if you need anything. If you can't reach me, go to this address to find me." After saying that, he wrote down an address. "If you can't find me and also can't reach me by phone, then I must be dead. You don't need to worry about teaming up anymore. By the way, I've resigned from the captain's position; teaming up with me means leaving headquarters. If you want headquarters' help in the future, you'll need to deal with supernatural events, so think it over," Yang Jian instructed. "Perhaps joining under another captain might be a good choice," he suggested. He didn't insist, merely offering them a choice. The three were momentarily stunned, seemingly not expecting things to take such a turn. Without waiting for their response, Yang Jian had already disappeared with his bag in hand.