Originally, I was planning to pry open the coffin and imprison the ghost inside.

But Yang Jian and Zhang Han did not expect that the coffin, which had been sitting in the mourning hall since they entered the village, would open by itself at this moment.

Accompanied by a weak cough.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed by something, revealing a gap.

And through that gap, a bloodless pale hand reached out.

All these signs indicated that the ghost inside the coffin… was about to come out.

“What’s going on?” Yang Jian’s face couldn’t help but tense up.

This situation was actually beyond his consideration. According to his calculations, it was unlikely for the ghost inside the coffin to come out.

Because when he tried to open the coffin earlier, the ghost inside firmly held onto the lid and wouldn’t let him open it.

This situation indicated that the ghost didn’t want to come out.

But now, what reason made this ghost go against its usual behavior and actively open the coffin to come out?

“Yang Jian, what do we do now?” Zhang Han’s face turned pale with fear.

Yang Jian waved his hand to signal, “Stay calm, don’t panic. We were going to confront the ghost anyway, whether we encounter it early or late. Get my body bag ready and see if we can imprison it.”

“Okay, okay.”

Zhang Han nervously swallowed his saliva and quickly picked up the body bag from the ground.

“When it comes out, cooperate with me.” A ghost eye appeared on Yang Jian’s forehead.

This eye stared fixedly at the slowly opening coffin.

Another ghost eye appeared at the back of his head, alert to the headless ghost shadow behind him, while also ensuring that no second ghost would appear behind him.

As the coffin was slowly pushed open.

The shadow behind Yang Jian extended rapidly like flowing water, and then a pair of arms from the shadow slowly reached out from the ground.

The headless ghost shadow’s hand gradually approached the coffin opening.

As soon as the ghost inside the coffin came out, Yang Jian would take off its arms and head, instantly dismembering it.

“Cough, cough.”

A weak cough sounded from the dark coffin again, and a second pale arm reached out from inside, resting on the moved coffin lid.

Two arms propped up, and a “person” seemed to be sitting up from inside the coffin.

Half of the body was exposed.

It was a man with a dead gray complexion, as if he had been dead for several days. He opened his eyes and looked ahead, revealing a kind of torment, pain, and numbness in his eyes.

Yang Jian originally wanted to take action immediately, but when he saw the man’s attire, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The “person” who sat up from the coffin was actually wearing an Interpol uniform.

“Ah, ahem.” This “person” coughed weakly a few times, weak and feeble, as if seriously ill.

“Yang Jian, why aren’t you doing anything?” Zhang Han anxiously broke out in a cold sweat.

He noticed that Yang Jian hesitated for a moment at this time.

“Wait, wait a moment.”

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed, and he waved his hand to signal, “Don’t rush to take action.”

If he guessed correctly, this man wearing the police uniform should be the first detective in Dachang City and the person in charge of establishing the file for the supernatural events in Huanggang Village… Feng Quan.

“Feng Quan?” he tried calling out.

To see if this “person” would respond.

Detective Feng Quan went missing in Huanggang Village, but if a ghost tamer really went missing for several months, he should have died and his body would have probably decayed.

However, the person who appeared, suspected to be Detective Feng Quan, sat up from this strange coffin.

In that case, Yang Jian had to suspect… that Feng Quan was not dead.

But, was this Feng Quan currently a human or a ghost?

Yang Jian had to confirm it himself.

“You shouldn’t have come to save me, ahem, ahem.” This “person” turned his head and looked at Yang Jian with a pair of eyes that were tormented and somewhat numb due to pain, while coughing weakly.

He spoke?

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed.

He really was Detective Feng Quan, not a ghost?

“What… what’s going on? The ghost is speaking.” Zhang Han was in a state of nervous tension and was a bit confused by this situation.

Continue the conversation.

Yang Jian remained vigilant, his ghost shadow still lingering near the coffin, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

“Are you really Feng Quan? I’m Yang Jian, also affiliated with Interpol.”Feng Quan’s numb gaze shifted slightly, “I knew you, I knew you when you entered the village. You shouldn’t have come here, nor should you have come to save me. My situation is not worth the country spending such a huge cost to save me. Your rescue will only make things worse.”

What? Save you?

Yang Jian’s face changed slightly.

Could this be the real purpose of the company wanting them to solve the supernatural event in Huanggang Village?

Not to imprison the fierce ghost.

But to rescue this criminal policeman, Feng Quan, who was trapped in the village?

If that’s the case, then the coughing sound that appeared in the village before, was it Feng Quan?

Is he the sick ghost?

“Do you think we wanted to come? We were also kept in the dark. Tell me, was the ghost who was coughing in the village you?” Yang Jian was somewhat annoyed.

If it was to save people, that damn company should have said it earlier.

They didn’t give any information.

Were they asking him to save people or were they asking them, the ghost controllers, to die?

Feng Quan said, “Yes, that… indeed it was me. For special reasons, I can’t leave this coffin, but I’ve already warned you through others, telling you to leave. But the situation changed afterwards, because when night fell… you couldn’t leave anymore.”

“The coughing sound was deliberately made by me. I wanted to gather all the ghost controllers scattered in the village to resist the ghost in the village, because that was your only chance.”

“But you never understood my intentions, and instead, because ghost controllers kept getting killed off one by one, the power of that ghost became stronger and stronger.”

“To the point where you finally broke the balance, and the ghost in the village began to take over completely. After that, I was powerless.”

Feng Quan glanced at Yang Jian and then at Zhang Han, “I have to say, you guys are very lucky. After that ghost took over, you actually survived. That was… a night of certain death, with no way out, even for ghost controllers.”

“Since you knew this, why didn’t you warn us earlier? What the hell is your coughing sound? Don’t you have a mouth? Why don’t you come out of the coffin and talk?”

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said.

“Even a piece of important information would have saved me from this passive situation, almost being wiped out. And what’s with that old woman’s coughing sound?”

“Did you deliberately mislead us?”