Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 256: Phone conference

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"Mr. Yang, you finally came back."

As soon as I returned to the community and parked the car, I saw the living room full of people.

There was Zhang Han, Zhang Wei, Jiang Yan, Zhang Xiangu, as well as Wang Xiaoming, and some people I didn't know, mostly relatives of some people. And on Wang Xiaoming's side, there were two strong and serious armed police officers, it seemed that the previous arrangements had taken effect quickly.

Liu Xiaoyu's efficiency in handling things was still very high.

At this moment, Zhang Wei's uncle, a man in his thirties wearing a suit, was speaking.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian felt that the atmosphere here was a bit wrong.

At this time, Zhang Xiangu covered his bleeding head and said, "What else could it be? The workers caused trouble and refused to work here anymore. The contractor took them all away earlier, and I couldn't stop them."

"Uncle Zhang, are you okay?" Yang Jian asked.

"How much is completed now?" Yang Jian asked.

"The main structure is completed, but the supporting facilities have not been built yet. If we need to use it, the safe house can only protect people for about ten days. After ten days, it will not be suitable to live in due to water and power shortages, and we will have to open the safe house again for maintenance and supplies." Zhang Xiangu said.

The construction of the safe house is not that easy, it's not just about building a room, there are many aspects to consider.

"Can we only stay for ten days at most?" Yang Jian frowned slightly.

Much shorter than expected.

In his calculations, the safe house should be able to accommodate people for at least two to three months, not just ten days.

Yang Jian then looked at these people and said, "Don't look so grim. It's their loss that the workers left. In my opinion, Guanjiang Community is the safest community in the entire Dachang City. It's more dangerous for them to leave here and go somewhere else."

"Even if we offer them a place to stay and they still don't want to work for 11,000 a day, it's really ungrateful." Zhang Wei's uncle couldn't help but curse.

"In times of crisis, everyone is in danger. It's not surprising that people do strange things." Yang Jian said.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming suddenly said, "Did you go to the city center? You saved someone, which is completely unlike you. It doesn't matter, can you tell us what the situation is like there now?"

Yang Jian glanced at the exhausted and powerless Zhang Liqin behind him and said, "Jiang Yan, take her to take a shower and eat something."

"Oh!" Jiang Yan looked at Zhang Liqin strangely and took her out of the living room.

"It's almost as bad as you said. It's almost completely fallen. The fierce ghost is continuously spreading from the city center, and it's estimated that we will see its figure here within three days." Yang Jian said.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other people in the living room changed, and some of them showed direct expressions of fear.

If the safe house is not fully built, that ghostly thing may appear in Guanjiang Community within three days, and those with weak hearts are already trembling.

"It's almost as expected." Wang Xiaoming touched his chin, but he was wearing handcuffs on his wrist, and the other end of the handcuffs was attached to the hand of the armed police officer.

He is now completely protected.

"The safe house can't protect so many people. Many people will die." Zhang Han fell silent, smoking a cigarette and said, "The reserves of food and water are enough, but this doesn't solve the key problem. The remaining people cannot live with the fierce ghost for a long time. Even if we know the rules and how to avoid being killed, it's only temporary."

"The fourth-stage ghost infant definitely didn't just kill Ye Feng. That thing will kill all the cursed people. Everyone here is breathing in this gloom." After a brief calculation, everyone knew it in their hearts.

The safe house can only accommodate twenty people at most, and the remaining people can only stay in the community.

Although the community is temporarily safe, it will soon become the same as the city center of Dachang.

"What should we do now?" Zhang Xiangu asked.

But no one answered him, and everyone fell silent.

What should we do?

This is a very heavy topic.

At this moment, Yang Jian had made a decision. He looked at the silent crowd and said, "Since you all don't know what to do, then listen to my suggestion."

Everyone looked at Yang Jian again.

"Uncle Zhang, how many people can the safe house accommodate now?" Yang Jian asked.

"Nineteen." Zhang Xiangu said, "No more than that."

"Okay, then just nineteen."Yang Jian said, "Start preparing tomorrow, let nineteen people enter the safe house and prepare for refuge. As for the quota, my requirements are not high. I only need five necessary spots. Apart from the three spots I promised to send to the Criminal Police Headquarters, the remaining two spots will go to Wang Xiaoming and Jiang Yan. The rest is up to you to decide."

"What about you?" Wang Xiaoming looked at him and asked.

The others were also somewhat surprised.

The initiator of this safe house, Yang Jian, actually didn't consider himself.

"It's useless for me, as a ghost controller, to enter the safe house. If a fierce ghost revives inside the safe house, you will all die, and I have other things to do," Yang Jian said.

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest, and I'll leave the rest to you, Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Xiangu smiled bitterly, feeling a tremendous pressure. He was left with all fourteen spots, and if things weren't arranged properly, it could lead to trouble.

Yang Jian didn't have the time to consider these matters now. It's best to leave these troublesome matters to experienced people.

Let the person who should be worried, worry.

He wasn't idle either.

He went to the fifth floor alone.

Zhang Xiangu was quite clever. He had already considered the issue of power outage, so he had prepared a generator for several days, and even had a reserve of diesel. Therefore, the villa could still maintain power operation.

Yang Jian didn't turn on the lights, but instead took a chair and sat in front of the row of French windows, looking at the gloom outside. He took out a satellite positioning phone, preparing for a call.

"I'm Yang Jian, currently safe. I want to talk to the people at the Criminal Police Headquarters."

In the communication room, Liu Xiaoyu was dozing off on the table. She had dark circles under her eyes from not sleeping much these past few days. When she heard Yang Jian's voice coming through the earphones, she woke up with a start.

"Yang Jian, I'm the operator Liu Xiaoyu. How are things on your end?"

"Not too good. I don't have time to chat with you about this now. I want to talk to the people at the Criminal Police Headquarters. Make arrangements for me."

"Are you looking for the captain, or...?" Liu Xiaoyu asked. "Our Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua wanted to connect with you before, but it was put on hold because you were in the city center."

"Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua? Even better. Let all the people at the Criminal Police Headquarters who have a say participate in this voice conference. It's your responsibility to figure out how to arrange it. I'll give you twenty minutes, don't make me wait too long," Yang Jian said.

"Let Wang Xiaoming participate as well. Tell him to come to the fifth floor alone. Remember, alone."

"Okay, I'll get it done right away. I just need fifteen minutes," Liu Xiaoyu said, jumping up in surprise.

She was trembling all over, not knowing if it was from nervousness or fear, but she could feel that the issues facing this meeting would be extremely serious.

Yang Jian put down the satellite positioning phone and waited quietly.

In just a few minutes, there were hurried footsteps in the corridor.

It was Jiang Yan, panting as she ran up, pushing open the door and rushing in without even turning on the lights.

"Why did you come up? I remember you shouldn't dare to come to the fifth floor," Yang Jian said, turning his head to look at her, but then turned back.

"Why?" Jiang Yan's emotions were a bit agitated.

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian sat in the chair with his back to her.

"Why are you being so good to me? Giving me a spot, but not taking one for yourself," Jiang Yan said. "What happened downstairs just now, it's nothing. You're my employee, and I promised to protect your safety. Since I said it, I'll keep my word. There's still some integrity left."

"Will you be okay?" Jiang Yan came over, concerned.

Yang Jian thought for a moment. "I should... die."

"Then don't die, okay? If you die, what will I do? You can't just leave me like that," Jiang Yan cried, holding onto Yang Jian's arm and squatting beside him, looking like she had no one to rely on.

"Jiang, no one wants this, but it's the best outcome for now. If I die and you can survive, find another boss in the future. The world has changed, and life and death are things we'll have to face sooner or later," Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan quickly shook her head and cried, "No, I won't work for anyone else. Come with me to the safe house, just like when we lived in the apartment before. I can squeeze in and give you my spot."

"It's not that I don't have a spot in the safe house, it's that I don't want to go. Forget it, you won't understand even if I explain. I have other things to do, so go out. You know the fifth floor is very dangerous... Jiang, what are you doing? Why are you touching me? Oh, you're taking off my pants, what are you doing? Stop it, if you do this again, I'll call for help.""Even if we make it to the safe house, survival isn't guaranteed. I don't want to have regrets. Today, I've set my sights on you."

Jiang Yan's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, unable to believe she would do such a thing under normal circumstances.

"Sorry."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind. Unbeknownst to them, Wang Xiaoming was standing there: "If you're going to continue, I can wait three minutes."

"Three minutes? Who do you think you're looking down on?" Yang Jian raised an eyebrow.

Wang Xiaoming calmly stated, "It's just an average standard I've researched. Three minutes is the ideal."

"I... I'll go out first." Embarrassed, Jiang Yan's face turned beet red as she lowered her head and fled.

"Why did you call me up here alone this time? I remember you're not too keen on having me visit the fifth floor of your house." After Jiang Yan left, Wang Xiaoming looked around: "You've locked all these room doors. What's inside?"

Yang Jian finished putting on his pants and said, "Terror."

"I do value personal privacy, so you don't need to be so guarded against me," Wang Xiaoming said.

"Then why did you have to open every door just now?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Xiaoming replied, "It's just a professional habit, it doesn't signify anything."

Yang Jian said, "I've requested a phone conference with the Criminal Police Headquarters, and you're one of them. After this meeting, you won't be involved anymore. Just stay put in the safe house."

"Oh, what do you want to discuss with those people from the Criminal Police Headquarters?"

"You'll know soon enough," Yang Jian said.