Mysterious Revival

Chapter 318 - 317: The X-Files

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Although he had only stayed on the bus for twelve hours.

But the half day’s experiences were dangerous and terrifying, yet they added many puzzles and mysteries.

Ghost Car, what exactly is it?

A vehicle that can transport ghosts.

And those stops, what were those places? The Ghost Domain... It didn’t seem quite right; what about that endless graveyard?

After the engine cut out and he got off the bus before, where did the Crying Tomb Ghost, the Dried Corpse Bride, and that Nightmare go?

"The more I come into contact with, the more I realize how mysterious and frightening the world is. If I had left the bus back then, maybe I could have explored more, but there’s no doubt I would have died in that damned place," Yang Jian thought contemplatively as he walked down the street.

He looked up slightly at the people who hurried past on the thoroughfare.

They continued to live as before, working if it was time to work and going to school if it was time for school.

Everything was extraordinarily normal as if the paranormal incidents were completely unrelated to them.

Yang Jian had wondered more than once that ignorance is bliss, at least until they encounter paranormal events, they can live the life of an ordinary person.

Soon his thoughts returned.

Now he had to consider the information and value revealed by the Ghost Car incident.

A bus capable of suppressing the revival of fierce ghosts.

To those who tame ghosts, this was nothing short of a godsend.

The only difficulty was how to locate the bus so he could get on it in time when needed.

"Xu Feng’s phone is still lost on the bus, and its signal can be used to determine the Ghost Car’s location. However, the global positioning system is only available at the headquarters, it’s confidential. In other words, finding the Ghost Car relies on headquarters," Yang Jian began to scheme internally.

"But the intelligence I got from Lin Bei is the most important," he thought.

After a moment of contemplation,

he felt that he couldn’t directly reap the most immediate benefits from this paranormal event and could only exchange it for an intangible credit.

Forget it.

Consider it voluntary work.

Yang Jian thought it over and decided to contact his communication officer anyway.

"It’s me, Yang Jian."

The person on the line wasn’t Liu Xiaoyu, but the new communication officer with a seductive voice, Qin Meirou.

"Hello, I’m the communication officer. What can I do for you?" Qin Meirou’s voice was somewhat low, seemingly still upset from the last time Yang Jian chastised her; she no longer dared to speak in a gentle tone as before.

As he walked, Yang Jian said, "Is anyone else with you? I have something very important to tell you."

"No, there are no colleagues around me."

Qin Meirou said, "But I hope you can respect my job. I’m just your communication officer, not someone for you to vent on. If you need someone to vent your frustrations on, I can find you an agent who specializes in certain areas, and they can introduce you to some girls who might suit your tastes."

Yang Jian ignored her words and simply stated, "Prepare to establish a new file, codename: Ghost Car, paranormal event level X."

"Level X? All the files range from C to S level, there has never been an X level," Qin Meirou said. "If you’re unclear about the procedure, I can explain it again."

"Hearing this from you, I’m starting to doubt your identity as well as your professionalism," Yang Jian said icily. "I don’t have time to dawdle with you right now. Just create the file honestly. If you’re not at the level to do so, don’t embarrass yourself on the phone. I command, you do it. If it can’t be done, find someone else."

X level files, he learned of their existence after his authority was upgraded, belong to mysterious and undefined paranormal archives; the degree of harm cannot be determined, but the incidents are very important.

At that moment, Qin Meirou in the communications room was briefly taken aback.

She had three impressions of Yang Jian: first, from his resume, she knew he was just an ordinary high school senior who seemed like a young person easy to deal with.

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The second influence was from the resolution of Dachang City’s S-level supernatural event, he felt that this person was extremely righteous and admirable.

The third influence came from that previous phone call, where she thought Yang Jian was nothing but a genuine loser.

But now, hearing this almost blunt and indifferent tone, Qin Meirou couldn’t help but tremble inside, feeling an absolute dominance and an inexplicable terror.

More fearsome than imagined spirit tamers.

"Okay, I’m already prepared to establish a new file, please proceed," Qin Meirou pushed aside her emotions, hurriedly began to take shorthand, and started the phone recording.

"The Ghost Car incident of Xiaochun City, I boarded the bus around six o’clock last evening. There were over twenty passengers in total..." Yang Jian began to recount his experience.

"The first stop was a temporary one, beside the road there was only abandoned farmland with a grave mound in the middle, a ghost knelt in front of the mound crying. I’ve assigned it the code name: Crying Tomb Ghost, Terror Level A. All the passengers except for Lin Bei, Xu Feng, and myself got off the bus, at least twenty people."

"...During the first wave of the Crying Tomb Ghost’s attack, only three who got off survived, the rest all died. It proved that staying inside the Ghost Car was temporarily safe, as the three ordinary people successfully made it back to the bus."

Listening to Yang Jian’s report, Qin Meirou, who was establishing the second Crying Tomb Ghost file, felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.

Over twenty people disembarked, and within less than five minutes, only three made it back to the bus alive.

The rest were all killed by the ghost.

Yang Jian continued, "The second stop was also a desolate mountain. The bus parked under a small hillock near the forest. Following the desolate path, one could see an old wooden house in the middle of the woods, with two red lanterns hanging in front of it...

That ghost got on the bus, it was a female ghost wearing a red qipao and a red headscarf, but I couldn’t be sure it was a female ghost, because its exposed hands looked like the dark brown of a dried corpse. I’ve assigned it the code name: Dried Corpse Bride.

Merely in terms of the degree of danger, it could tentatively be classified as Level C, but it’s extremely dangerous for spirit tamers, suspected of being able to summon ghosts."

"No one died at this stop. The bus arrived at the third stop, a nearby crossroad engulfed in darkness. The bus stopped and opened its doors, a ghost got on, but I didn’t see it and therefore couldn’t establish a file: Unknown."

"There was an electronic display on the bus showing the number of passengers as 4, indicating there were four ghosts inside."

"At dawn, the bus stalled, and everyone had to get off. Three of the four ghosts disembarked one after another: the Crying Tomb Ghost, the Dried Corpse Bride, and the unseen ghost."

"...At seven-thirty in the morning, I got off. The moment I stepped off the bus, the Ghost Car vanished. I had left the Ghost Car."

"That’s the situation. File creator: Ghost Eye Yang Jian."

After Yang Jian finished his last sentence, he asked, "Is that all?"

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"Yes, it’s done." Qin Meirou’s voice came through the phone, carrying shock and an inexplicable fear within it.

A bus, four ghosts boarded, one stalling, everyone and the ghosts all got off.

Ten minutes later the Ghost Car restarted.

Although not detailed, one could imagine how dangerous what happened during that time must have been.

Just listening to the story firsthand is enough to send shivers down one’s spine, not to mention Yang Jian, who had been in the midst of the events.

"Now that the file has been established, look into that Buddhist Academy student named Lin Bei for me," said Yang Jian.

Soon.

Through the computer, Qin Meirou located Lin Bei’s information: "Found it. Lin Bei, male, born on March 2, 1990, place of origin..."

"Don’t read those details, I’m not interested in that information. Locate his family, let them know Lin Bei is safe, make up a reason yourself. Also, find a legitimate excuse to send them ten million; deduct this amount from my salary," said Yang Jian.

"But your salary is only one million, and it’s an annual salary. Moreover, it’s paid by the local office," Qin Meirou hesitantly asked.

"You’re just an operator, do your job, and don’t worry about the rest. Zhao Jianguo will take care of it. Besides, this file in my hands is worth at least a hundred billion. If we really do the math, it’s the headquarters that’s earning more," Yang Jian stated calmly. "Also, have someone track Xu Feng’s satellite-positioned phone; it’s on the Ghost Car."

"Issue an arrest warrant for that Xu Feng as well," commanded Yang Jian.

Qin Meirou said, "Issue a warrant for Xu Feng? Why?"

"He tried to doom me on the Ghost Car. Is that reason good enough?" replied Yang Jian.

"Involving an in-service staff member requires the minister’s signature, and that’s usually hard to obtain," stated Qin Meirou.

"The approval has nothing to do with you; just report it. That’s it, if there’s nothing else, don’t bother me; I’m a bit busy lately," said Yang Jian.

"I will handle these matters," replied Qin Meirou.

Yang Jian didn’t respond but simply hung up the phone.