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Under the force of Xiong Wensheng, Yang Jian could only go to see his parents.
In his spare time, he read Xiong Wenwen's archives, which said that the reason why Xiong Wenwen became a ghost driver was because of an accidental car accident. Arrived, what happened in it is not detailed in the file.
Because the father of Xiong Wenwen who was involved in the incident died, but the mother who was an insider kept silent about the accident, and seemed unwilling to recall that terrible incident.
As for Xiong Wenwen, he seemed to be possessed by something weird after that, or a ghost invaded his body.
He has the ability to predict the future.
There is a limit to Xiong Wenwen's prediction. The time is only about ten minutes. After this time, there is a risk of the ghost recovering. Moreover, the predicted future is not fixed, but will change according to the surrounding changes, and his behavior will continue to change.
Just like the last time he was in the Caesar Hotel, he predicted that he would be killed by a ghost, but he would not really die. Before he was killed in the future, he could take corresponding actions to change this result.
But even if it's only for ten minutes, this kind of weird ability is extremely precious.
Unless it is a large-scale supernatural event, the degree of danger has reached at least a level, and the headquarters will call Xiong Wenwen for support.
After all, there are many ghost masters, but there is only one Xiong Wenwen.
The only pity is that this kind of ability to predict the future appeared in a bear child. If any ghost master in the previous headquarters had this ability, it would be very scary.
If Yang Jian possesses this kind of ghost ability, he can overcome the risk of the ghost's recovery.
Then he will become an unsolvable ghost master, and he can face real ghosts head-on.
Because from Yang Jian's point of view, this kind of predicting the future is almost equal to the restart of the S-level ghost, even more powerful than the restart. After all, there is a risk of restart failure, but the prediction does not. The initiative is in his own hands.
"Here, this is my home."
Xiong Wenwen and Yang Jian came to a high-end residential area not far from the Ping An Hotel by car. The security guards in the area seemed to recognize that Yang Jian didn't stop him, a stranger.
Not long after entering the community, I came to the tenth floor of one of the tall buildings.
Xiong Wenwen's home is 1001.
He took out the key from his pocket, and shouted as soon as he opened the door: "Mom, I'm back, and I brought Yang Jian here too, and I will form a team with him from now on."
Before he finished speaking, the people in the room seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening, so they came out to have a look.
Just as Yang Jian was about to enter the room, he saw a woman in an apron standing in the living room.
This woman is about 30 or so. Even though she is wearing loose home clothes, she still can't hide her perfect figure, slender long legs, unreasonable bust, and a fair melon-shaped face that shows no signs of age at all. , but exudes the unique charm of a mature woman.
The only shortcoming is that there is a bit of sadness and sadness between the woman's brows, which adds a bit of weakness to her whole person.
Even so, it is conceivable that this woman was definitely a schoolgirl-level beauty ten years ago.
It's a pity that such a beautiful woman married and had a child early, and she gave birth to Xiong Wenwen, a bear child. I really don't know what despicable method his father used to catch up with his mother.
However, although Xiong Wenwen has an extremely arrogant appearance all day long, there is one thing he said is right, his mother is indeed very beautiful, and Yang Jian has to admit it in his heart after meeting, no wonder every time he mentioned it to Yang Jian. There is a sense of showing off.
"Auntie, hello, I'm Yang Jian. I came to visit unexpectedly today, so I'm sorry." Yang Jian greeted out of politeness.
Aunt?
Hearing this word, Xiong Wenwen's mother Chen Shumei's ears pricked because of her instinct as a woman. Although she is already thirty, no matter whether she goes outside or meets other residences in the community, she always starts with a sentence of "beauty", even if she used to go shopping with her husband. Sometimes as long as they are separated for a while, there are several men who strike up a conversation.
How long has it been?
Finally, when a more important guest met, she just said "auntie", which made it difficult for her to adapt.
"You're Yang Jian? Captain Yang? Hello, I'm Xiong Wenwen's mother, Chen Shumei. It's the first time I met you today. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Chen Shumei walked over politely.On the top floor of the Ping An Building, at the Moments meeting, Fang Shiming, the president, had already made up his mind to kill him.
No information was revealed this time, so he was completely kept in the dark.
"President Fang, Cao Yanhua's call, he put pressure on us again." In the afternoon, Jiang Shangbai had already received a call from the headquarters, and it was Cao Yanhua himself who made the call.
Fang Shiming waved his hand and said: "You can perfunctory yourself, watch them by the way, don't let them leave, I will make some preparations, if there is no special thing, don't bother me."
After looking at the time, he stood up, stretched his waist, and walked out of the conference room.
He went to the archives on the floor below.
Circle of Friends collects all the information of ghost masters that can be collected in China. In addition to computer storage, there is also a special archive room for storage. A place like this cannot be done without considerable financial resources and an intelligence system.
Fang Shiming walked into the file room after passing the identity verification, but when he came out, he had an extra file in his hand.
Two lines of words are clearly written on the file bag: code name Guiyan, name: Yang Jian,
Coming to a nearby office and sitting down, Fang Shiming opened Yang Jian's files. He was not interested in Yang Jian's personal information, because dead people don't need to be remembered.
I took out a photo of Yang Jian from the file.
This is a full-body photo of Yang Jian, and I don't know where he collected it.
The photos were placed on the table, Fang Shiming didn't look at them, but just started to pay attention to the time.
He has to wait for the time to come to six o'clock.
As for why.
That's because the headquarters needs him to give a reply before six o'clock.
When the time comes, Yang Jian's death will be the best answer.