Chapter 206 Shelter
At this moment, a police cordon was set up at the entrance of the Guanjiang Residential Complex.
A large number of personnel were seriously inspecting inside the complex, while also continuously dealing with corpses scattered in various locations.
The scene was not bloody; instead, it exuded a strange eeriness,
Most of the bodies of the gangsters had no fatal wounds or signs of being beaten, yet their heads had somehow been separated, lying next to the bodies with faces showing sheer terror, clueless about what they could have seen before dying.
However, a few particularly vicious gangsters had been killed by direct gunfire, their blood pooling on the ground.
"Report, Captain, a total of twenty-three gangsters’ bodies, a large number of firearms and pills left at the scene. Based on the collection and comparison of the biological information of the gangsters at the scene, most of these gangsters came from abroad, entering the country as tourists or for work.
Many of their visas had already expired, and there were also some extremely dangerous remote-controlled bombs set up at the scene."
"Fortunately, the bombs hadn’t been detonated. That area has been sealed off, waiting for bomb disposal experts to handle it,"
a staff member reported.
Upon hearing this news, Captain Liu immediately felt a headache coming on. This was no longer a case he could handle as a captain; it needed to be handed over to higher authorities.
Meanwhile, inside the villa.
Zhang Xiangu expressed his concern, "How could such a thing happen out of the blue? Guns and snipers going off, you’d think it was a film shoot if you didn’t know better. Yang Jian, what on earth is going on?"
Yang Jian, seated on the sofa drinking tea and snacking, said, "They were after me, so President Zhang, there’s no need to worry. This will only happen this one time today, it won’t happen again. However, this incident has caused quite a bit of trouble for you, and for that, all I can say is that I’m sorry."
In truth, the person he owed the deepest apology was Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei had died in this incident. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
But he was resurrected by the Ghost Mirror.
It was just that he did not share this with Zhang Xiangu.
"Troubles are okay; as long as nothing like this happens again, that’s fine with me," said Zhang Xiangu. "Guns, sniper rifles, and even bombs; it seems you’ve annoyed some formidable people."
Yang Jian glanced outside, "What formidable people? They’re just a few rats. The real troublemakers have already run away, but it’s only temporary. I’ll take care of them in the next few days. Once they are dealt with, I, Yang Jian, will call the shots in Dachang City. All losses will be recovered then."
Zhang Xiangu, seeing Yang Jian’s confident and calm demeanor, felt quite relieved.
"If President Zhang doesn’t trust me, you can hide for a while, and it won’t be too late to come back after I have handled this matter," Yang Jian offered.
Zhang Xiangu thought it over and decided that it was better to lie low for the time being.
He dared not get involved in such matters.
Although the incident was a major commotion, the actual impact was minimal.
The residential complex hadn’t started selling officially, few people lived there, and not many were aware of the incident. As for casualties, they were only the gangsters left behind. With Yang Jian unharmed, Zhang Wei resurrected, and no one else really getting dragged in,
it was a stroke of fortune amidst misfortune.
The remaining tasks involved investigation, evidence gathering, cleanup, and some follow-up work.
"Yang Jian, could we have a talk?" At this moment, Captain Liu arrived at the door and spoke.
"Of course," said Yang Jian.
Leading Yang Jian to a quieter spot, Captain Liu spoke in a low voice, "I didn’t ask before, but since the scene cleanup is almost finished, I have some questions and hope you can cooperate with my investigation. I understand that you people are extraordinary, but to brazenly use firearms and bombs, I can’t help but feel obliged to bring them to justice."
Yang Jian said, "Actually, I know what you want to ask, Captain Liu. This case isn’t as complicated as it seems. I’m fully aware of who’s behind it all, but their affairs are something ordinary people can’t handle. Reckless action would only lead to more casualties, which I don’t want to see. So I will handle this matter.
As for the armed murderers, they should be from a certain company, hired for the job."
"I hope you, Captain Liu, will track them down. Such lawlessness cannot be tolerated in Dachang City."
"Is it related to supernatural events again?" Captain Liu asked seriously.
Nodding gravely, Captain Liu said, "I will report this to Zhao Kaiming and see if he can think of a solution."
Upon hearing the name Zhao Kaiming, Yang Jian suddenly turned frosty, "You best not seek that guy out. He’s also involved in this matter. He’d love nothing more than to use someone else’s hand to kill me."
"How could that be?" Captain Liu exclaimed in surprise.
"Struggles between people never cease. This has nothing to do with you, Captain Liu; it’s our own affair," said Yang Jian. "If there’s nothing else, I hope to go back and rest soon."
After pondering a moment, Captain Liu said, "Thank you for your cooperation with the investigation. I’ll notify you immediately if there’s any progress on the case."
"By the way, I hope you can keep the firearms left behind by those people for me after the investigation and evidence collection," Yang Jian suddenly added.
"That’s against regulations," said Captain Liu.
Yang Jian said, "I know, I’m just keeping them for a little while."
In a few days, once he had become the second person in charge of Dachang City, he would naturally have the authority to mobilize these weapons.
They were all specially made firearms to counteract ghost controllers, it would truly be a pity if they were destroyed.
"I understand, I’ll keep this batch of weapons for at most three days," said Captain Liu.
"That’s enough," Yang Jian nodded.
At this very moment.
Wang Xiaoqiang, who had failed and fled from Guanjiang Residential Complex, returned once again to his club.
The club was now deserted.
All the members had left by default, all the shareholders had disappeared, and the only surviving shareholder, Ma Youcai, couldn’t wait to divest and hide.
With Ye Feng’s trump card, a resurrection was completely possible.
Who could have expected the operation to fail?
A desperate gamble had brought nothing but ignominious defeat.
"Yang Jian..." In the empty club bar, Wang Xiaoqiang gulped down strong spirits, uttering a growl from his throat.
He knew everything he owned had been destroyed.
And he couldn’t stay here for much longer either.
After the operation was exposed, this place would be sealed off, and inevitably, trouble would come looking for him.
But he was not willing to let go.
What he had worked so hard to build was not just simply a business club; it was the stepping stone to realize his ambitions and dreams.
"Ding-ding, ding-ding~!"
While he was drowning his sorrows in alcohol, his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Xiaoqiang, come to me right now," the voice of his older brother, Wang Xiaoming, came through the phone.
"No, I won’t go to that damned laboratory. I haven’t forgotten everything you’ve done to me. I turned into this ghostly figure all thanks to you. I treated you as my brother, but you used me as experimental material," Wang Xiaoqiang growled through clenched teeth.
"What do you want to do now? Continue with your damned experiments?"
"Yang Jian is going to kill you, you’re doomed if you stay at the club."
Wang Xiaoming’s voice was calm and authoritative, "If you don’t want to die, then roll over here. The trouble you’ve caused this time is too big; the higher-ups have already tacitly approved Yang Jian’s actions and will cooperate fully. If necessary, they might even send other ghost controllers to support."
"If you stay in Dachang City, it’s a dead end for you. Only in my laboratory can Yang Jian not kill you."
"I don’t need you to meddle in my affairs. Yang Jian wants to kill me? Can he even manage it? I’m also a ghost controller," Wang Xiaoqiang roared.
Wang Xiaoming said, "The ghost in your body won’t last much longer. Now is not the time to be stubborn."
"I said, I don’t need you to meddle in my business!" Wang Xiaoqiang roared back.
"You fool, do you want to infuriate me? Get back to the laboratory immediately..." Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help but express his anger.
"Bang~!"
Before he could finish, Wang Xiaoqiang violently slammed the phone onto the floor, smashing it to pieces.
"I am not useless." He grabbed a bottle of strong liquor and guzzled it violently, emitting a fierce roar.
"I’m not useless, I’m not..."
As he drank in drunkenness, he sat helplessly crying on the ground.
Wang Xiaoqiang felt a sense of helplessness and fear of death.
He knew Yang Jian would come to kill him.
Although he thought about running away, his pride wouldn’t allow it.
He didn’t want to be a homeless dog, hiding here and there, nor did he want to kneel and beg his older brother, Wang Xiaoming, for protection.