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Yan Li's death reminded Yang Jian.
He vaguely sensed that the incident in Huanggang Village was not completely over, and the series of consequences that it triggered seemed to be affecting him.
But he was still in the dark, without any warning.
"Yan Li definitely didn't simply die from the resuscitation of the ghost. Even if he could die, he would definitely not die so quickly." Yang Jian was driving on the road, and his mind began to think.
He felt that Yan Li was at least half a month away from Li Gui's recovery.
But right now, his ghost's recovery time has come earlier.
In other words, during the period, Yan Li used the power of Li Gui.
Knowing that he is on the verge of recovery and still using the power of the ghost, there is only one possibility.
He fought with other ghost masters.
Or someone deliberately stimulated him, let him use the power of the ghost, and forced him to die from the recovery of the ghost.
"Go to his house and inform his family to take refuge first, and then investigate the cause of Yan Li's death. If it is a normal death caused by the ghost's recovery, then everything is fine. If not then, as Yan Li said, someone They're coming at me." Yang Jian's face became serious.
In the eyes of Xiaoqiang Club, Yan Li is his leader.
His death is a dangerous signal for himself.
The car drove into a residential area.
Yan Li is very protective of his family. In order not to involve his family in his affairs, he rarely even comes here to see his wife and children.
Even before he died, he was reluctant to make the last phone call because of this.
"This is it."
As soon as Yang Jian's car stopped, he looked at the villa in front of him.
The courtyard door was opened, but the gate was locked tightly. There were fallen leaves scattered all over the courtyard. It had not been taken care of for several days, and there was still no movement from inside.
"I remember that Yan Li has a wife and two lively children, a boy and a girl. Have they moved away?"
He was a little puzzled, but when he walked into the yard and came to the gate and was about to knock on the gate, he froze for a moment.
Following the gap in the gate, a vague smell floated out from the villa.
It's the stench of rotting corpses.
Yang Jian, who has dealt with supernatural events many times, is very familiar with this smell.
"problem occurs."
The seriousness of the situation was realized almost immediately.
He looked at it, and immediately took out the golden stick and smashed the glass next to it, forcing his way into the villa.
All the lights inside were turned off, the air was turbid due to lack of circulation, and the smell of corpses became even stronger, making the person who smoked feel sick.
Yang Jian had to cover his nose.
"The windows were locked on purpose, and the power in the house was also turned off."
He tried to turn on the light.
But when I turned on the switch, the light did not respond. I looked at the windows and found that not only were all the windows tightly closed, but even the curtains were drawn In this way, even in the daytime, the inside of the house is still It was dark.
Yang Jian opened all the curtains and windows to let the sunlight in and let the air circulate, trying to dispel the stench.
But to no avail.
The source of the stench is inside the house, and it won't help if you just dissipate some of the smell.
"Someone must have died here, and the corpse is still in the room, otherwise the smell of corpses would not be so strong."
Thinking of this, a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
With this bad premonition, Yang Jian came to the living room of this villa.
The scene in front of him suddenly made his eyes shrink.
On the exquisite crystal lamp in the living room, there are three corpses hanging, an adult woman and two children. They have been dead for several days, and the corpses have already begun to rot.
Because the windows are open, the air circulates
no doubt.
This is Yan Li's family, a family of three, his wife and two children.
Ten days ago, Yang Jian came here.
At that time, Yan Li's wife and two lively children lived a free and carefree life, and all the pain and suffering were borne by Yan Li himself.
But right now Became a ghost master, even if you die from the resurrection of a ghostpractice.
Yang Jiandao: "At such a close distance, you professional bodyguards won't suddenly grab the pistol empty-handed, right? It's best not to force me to do it, or both of you will die."
While speaking, a black shadow stood up strangely behind him.
Ghost master?
The two bodyguards froze immediately, and subconsciously took several steps back.
They did have the idea of ??taking away Yang Jian's pistol, after all, he didn't even open the safety of the pistol.
However, seeing the strangeness of this person is different.
A pistol is no longer the most lethal weapon, that thing is.
"Sir, please come inside, Mr. Wang is in a meeting now." The bodyguard in front of him immediately did not dare to stop him, and voluntarily gave way.
"Remember my appearance in the future, and I won't be so easy to talk about next time." Yang Jian put away his pistol.
A bullet worth 100,000 yuan is really reluctant to use it casually.
Moreover, there is no need for conflicts with irrelevant personnel, and deterrence can be deterred. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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