Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 155 The haze finally arrives

now.

Still drizzle.

All the staff at the ground floor of the manor were under control, surrounded by circles of security personnel, all of whom had live ammunition in their hands, as if they had already surrounded the place.

At the gate of the manor, a man wearing a criminal police uniform but looking like a dick was standing beside him. He was Sun Yi, nicknamed Sun Diosi. Sunny people.

Next to him was a middle-aged man wearing work clothes and bearing a dignified manner. This man was Zhao Jianguo.

"Yang Jian, where is Wang Xiaoqiang?"

Seeing Yang Jian coming out, Zhao Jianguo greeted him. However, when he found that there was a young man beside Yang Jian, he couldn't help but have doubts. Judging from his appearance, he was very familiar.

"died."

Yang Jian threw a burning skeleton in front of everyone, as if showing off a trophy.

The crisp sound of the skeleton falling to the ground was very ethereal. At this time, the will-o'-the-wisp on this ghost had been burned out.

Seeing this, the surrounding security personnel all showed disbelief. They knew Wang Xiaoming to some extent. After all, they had made so many contributions, and their achievements would not lie.

But now, someone really killed his younger brother, if he found out about it, Yang Jian must have a lot of little shoes in the future.

Seeing such a terrifying skeleton in front of him, Zhao Jianguo couldn't help but took two steps back, and even Sun Yi was startled.

There were traces of being burned by the flames on the skeleton. It was a rainy day, and under the influence of water mist, the corpse smell on this skeleton was quite strong.

Zhao Jianguo didn't speak. He silently stared at the motionless body in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart.

Yang Jian is a good young man, and he doesn't want to be targeted at the headquarters because of Wang Xiaoqiang's incident.

But this child's temper is too stubborn, I have analyzed the pros and cons with him beforehand, but I didn't expect it to come true now.

Yu Gong openly attacked the person in charge, and the priority of handling should be above the supernatural event. This is the iron law, and what Yang Jian did was not wrong.

Precisely because he understood this, Zhao Jianguo was helpless.

"Are you Lin Xian?"

After calming down his confused mood, Zhao Jianguo looked at the two people opposite him again. His eyes were still on the young man next to Yang Jian, because this familiarity finally turned into substance, which reminded him of a ghost master.

"Zhao Jianguo?"

Lin Xian did not deny it, but he had never seen what real Zhao Jianguo looked like, and only had a vague impression.

"I'm Zhao Jianguo. I heard from Xia He that you have escaped from the ghost school. I'm really happy to congratulate you."

Zhao Jianguo forced out a smile and was about to step forward to shake hands. Unexpectedly, in the distant sky, the sound of a propeller swinging cyclone quickly came over.

Everyone heard the sound and saw that it was a helicopter, and at this moment, it had entered Dachang City and was heading in the direction where everyone was.

"It seems that even Professor Wang came here in person this time."

Zhao Jianguo sighed. Wang Xiaoming will indeed do this kind of thing to protect his relatives. After all, he is an ordinary person with normal emotions. No matter what his younger brother does, as long as he can settle it, he will try his best to compromise. No matter how much the price is, it is worth it. After all, in this world, he only has a relative like Wang Xiaoqiang.

At the manor, these heavily armed personnel were silent, but the idea of ​​watching a good show had already arisen in some people's hearts.

"Zhao Jianguo, is Xiaoqiang still in the manor?"

On the plane, Wang Xiaoming's slightly urgent voice came over. He opened the side door of the helicopter, then looked at Zhao Jianguo on the ground and asked.

In the back cabin of the plane, you can still vaguely see a middle-aged man wearing dignified clothes. This man is called Li Jun, and he is also one of the best ghost controllers in the supernatural circle.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoqiang would bring Li Jun with him this time.

Zhao Jianguo didn't know how to reply for a while. The situation was at hand, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Wang Xiaoqiang has been made an execution plan by Yang Jian according to the process."

"Is it still late?"

Wang Xiaoming's mood suddenly hit rock bottom. When he looked at the skeleton lying quietly on the ground not far away, he stumbled back to the passenger seat.

"Professor Wang, I disappoint you. Your brother is dead."

Yang Jian watched Wang Xiaoming in the cabin calmly, without any expression of guilt.

If you want some supernatural items, I can do my best to satisfy you, but if you kill my useless brother, it will not do you any good. "

Wang Xiaoming's face didn't look good. He met Yang Jian's eyes and saw that his brother was dead. His heart was inexplicably painful as if it had been twisted by a knife.

"Go back to the lab."

After a long time, all the sorrow and resentment were stored in his heart, and he said this lightly to the escort.

"Professor Wang, this Yang Jian."

Li Jun in the back row was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wang Xiaoming.

"I said, go back to the laboratory, the ghost coffin project still needs to continue to progress."

Seeing this, Li Jun didn't say much anymore. This time he came here because of special circumstances. The first one was to protect Wang Xiaoming's safety, and the second one was to try to save Wang Xiaoming's younger brother when necessary.

But now that everyone is dead, there is no need for him to stay here.

The escort didn't dare to say anything more, so they had to do it impartially, turned the direction of the helicopter, and planned to leave Dachang City.

After the helicopter turned around, Wang Xiaoming turned back expressionlessly and said, "Although you killed my own brother, I hope you can show enough value in the future. Once your harm in my heart outweighs your value, I will not hesitate I will kill you, but before that, I am still a professor, and you are still your Interpol."

Wang Xiaoming's words must be mixed with personal grievances, as if the sky couldn't stand it anymore, the rainy sky suddenly became a little bigger at this moment, and a haze gradually appeared in the sky.

Yang Jian watched Wang Xiaoming leave. In fact, there was nothing worthwhile to do on this trip. After all, even Wang Xiaoqiang did not kill himself, he just wore someone else's wedding dress.

However, Lin Xian did not pay too much attention to Wang Xiaoming who was retreating, but instead smelled a danger in the sky.

"Yang Jian, look at the sky, we can't stay here for long." Lin Xian's face hardened and he said solemnly.

When Yang Jian heard this, he couldn't help but look at the sky. However, it was less than ten o'clock at this moment, and the haze almost enveloped the entire sky.

This is not caused by rain, but by something supernatural.

Lin Xian sighed: "I'm finally here."

(End of this chapter)