“There are only so few people? It seems like even fewer than before,” Yang Jian frowned as he looked at the dozen or so survivors behind Tong Qian.

“There are only this many left. The rest of the people must have scattered. The Ghost Domain is strange. Often, when the people in front walk through a path, the people behind find that the path has changed. Both groups of people end up disappearing. I can’t do anything about this situation, so the number of survivors keeps decreasing,” Tong Qian explained.

“It doesn’t matter. As long as you’re alive,” Yang Jian said.

“What do you mean?” Tong Qian asked.

Yang Jian replied, “Even a detective couldn’t be saved. This mission can only be considered a failure for me. The number of survivors depends on fate, but at least one detective has to survive.”

“So, I became a bargaining chip for you?” Tong Qian said angrily.

“It’s more or less like that,” Yang Jian said. “Don’t be angry. It’s a good thing to have value. What I’m afraid of is when someone has no value. Look at them.”

He pointed at the survivors who were panicking and had been inexplicably involved in the situation.

“You’re heartless,” Tong Qian said.

Yang Jian smirked. “It’s not being heartless, it’s about making choices. Just like when I got involved in the supernatural events, no one came to save me either. I had to rely on self-rescue. Do you know why I haven’t been assessed to become a detective? It’s because I’m not ready to bear the responsibility of the safety of a city. After all, when someone is responsible, they will be held accountable. Some people, even if you don’t save them, they will still be saved.”

“If I don’t become a detective, I won’t have to bear this responsibility. I can search for a path of survival with more freedom,” Tong Qian said.

“You have the ability, why don’t you want to contribute? What harm is there in saving more people?” Yang Jian retorted.

Tong Qian was speechless, knowing that she couldn’t argue with him.

Yang Jian continued, “Now that everyone is here, it’s time to leave. Remember today’s experience, it will help you survive.”

Rescuing these people was also a way to give Zhao Jianguo an explanation. This trip wasn’t in vain. At least he obtained what he wanted.

Fortunately, this time they encountered the Ghost that he was more familiar with. If it was another Ghost, Yang Jian would have to carefully consider it. After all, he couldn’t recklessly enter an unknown supernatural event like the Huanggang Village incident.

“Wait, wait for me, young man, wait.”

At this moment, an old lady heard that Yang Jian was leaving and hurriedly rushed out of a nearby shop, carrying bags and bags.

“Hmm?” Yang Jian furrowed his brows.

“She’s a survivor,” Tong Qian said. “I know this old lady.”

Yang Jian raised the handgun in his hand and reached out of the window, aiming at her.

“What are you doing?” Tong Qian’s face changed.

“Drop what’s behind you, otherwise, if you come any closer, I’ll shoot you,” Yang Jian warned the old lady seriously.

“She’s just an ordinary person, don’t get too excited,” Tong Qian said.

“It’s good that she’s an ordinary person, but what’s behind her is not,” Yang Jian said.

What’s behind her?

Tong Qian took a glance and saw that the old lady was carrying a large backpack, which seemed to contain some stolen goods from nearby shops.

“It’s just some cigarettes, clothes, and other goods. She probably saw that there was no one here and wanted to take some things,” Tong Qian explained.

Yang Jian sneered, “Are there goods in the Ghost Domain? Do you think this is really a street? I can’t see any goods here. She clearly brought back a Ghost. If she comes over, someone will die again.”

“What?” Tong Qian was shocked.

She immediately went to stop the old lady and said, “Quickly drop what’s behind you, hurry.”

The old lady ran while protecting what was behind her. These were things she had risked her life to take from nearby shops. How could she bear to throw them away? “You’re leaving without even telling me, that’s too much. These things of mine won’t affect you, they won’t hinder you.”

“After she crosses the line on the road, if she doesn’t drop what’s behind her, I’ll shoot,” Yang Jian said.

Tong Qian was both angry and anxious. “Follow orders, quickly drop the things, otherwise, he will shoot.”

“You’re police officers, how can you shoot an ordinary person like me? Don’t scare me, hurry up and leave, I’m catching up,” the old lady said, not believing them and urging Yang Jian and the others to leave.

“No choice.” Yang Jian raised the gun in his hand.

But at that moment, the old lady suddenly screamed. Her whole body flew up in the air, her neck tightly wrapped by a rope that appeared out of nowhere, and she was hanged under a nearby street lamp. Her body struggled violently in mid-air, her old face turning red, almost suffocating.

“What’s going on?” Tong Qian exclaimed.

“Are you Yang Jian?” At the next moment, a man with a scarf and a cigar walked out calmly from a nearby shop.

“There’s a Ghost Handler in this Ghost Domain?” Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and became alert.

“Let me introduce myself. I’m Wang Yue. Although we’re in the same city, this should be the first time we’ve met. I’ve heard of your reputation as the Ghost Eye Detective. Seeing you today, you really have the aura of a young hero. Admirable, admirable,” Wang Yue said, smoking his cigar and applauding as he approached.

Wang Yue?

Upon hearing this name, Yang Jian felt a bit familiar.

When he caused trouble at Xiaoqiang Club before, the surviving shareholder, Ma Youcai, told him that Wang Xiaoqiang had a connection with Wang Yue from the Rose Bar.

Could it be this person?

“It seems like you’re not very lucky and got involved in this supernatural event,” Yang Jian said, his gaze slightly shifting.

The source of this supernatural event seemed to be the Rose Bar.

Could he be one of the people on the phone list from Hao Shaowen’s incident?”It’s indeed unfortunate. Who would have thought that disaster would strike out of the blue, even when sitting comfortably in one’s own shop, one could encounter a supernatural event.” Wang Yue took a puff of his cigar and blew out a smoke ring, “Surviving from that old ghost hand was not easy.”

Yang Jian said, “You’ve only survived temporarily.”

“I know, that’s why I hope you can do me a favor.”

“What favor?”

Wang Yue said, “Give me a lift, help me get out of here.”

“Why should I help you?” Yang Jian said.

Although he disliked Tong Qian, they didn’t have deep hatred for each other, so he could tolerate lending her a hand. But this Wang Yue, with his dubious background, whether he was a friend or foe was still unknown. How could he possibly go back to save someone who might be an enemy?

Wang Yue said, “There’s no reason. You help me, I help you. It’s a fair deal. Are you going to refuse my goodwill? You have the ability to leave this place, carrying one more person won’t be a burden, right?”