Chapter 50 Recruitment
"Protecting whom?"

Yang Jian asked back.

"It's Professor Wang Xiaoming."

Liu Xiaoyu replied.

"Professor Wang did not leave Dachang City in time when this supernatural incident broke out."

"Dachang City is now in quarantine. People outside cannot enter, and people inside cannot leave."

"So before our support arrives, I hope you can protect Professor Wang's safety."

"Professor Wang has made great contributions to the country. He must not die in this supernatural incident."

Yang Jian frowned.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"My agreement with the headquarters is that I am only responsible for handling supernatural events, not protecting people, right?"

"If you want someone to protect Wang Xiaoming, you should hire a bodyguard instead of coming to me."

There is one thing Yang Jian didn't say: he and Wang Xiaoming are enemies because of the murder of their brother. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for him to protect his brother?

"And isn't there a new Interpol officer, Zhao Kaiming, in Dachang City?"

Yang Jian thought of a person, Zhao Kaiming who seemed to be in a bad mental state.

At that time, if I had not been tough enough, I might have been snatched away by him as a ghost.

He still remembers this grudge.

At this moment, he did not avoid his enemies, which was a good opportunity for Wang Xiaoming and Zhao Kaiming to have a fight.

"Zhao Kaiming, like you, is also included in this call-up, and he has agreed to the protection mission."

Liu Xiaoyu looked up and just happened to hear Zhao Kaiming's operator hang up the phone with a sigh of relief. Then he turned around and reported the situation to Zhao Jianguo, and immediately told Yang Jian on the phone.

"Also, there are extra rewards for this protection mission."

"I'm not interested in money."

Yang Jian, who has several evil spirits in his hands, currently cares more about his own mood and safety.

"If you are willing to take on this task, you will be as qualified as Zhao Kaiming to freely mobilize all the gold reserves of the major banks in Dachang City."

"It doesn't matter whether you use it for public or private purposes. As long as Professor Wang survives, you can use this batch of gold as you wish."

Liu Xiaoyu's words were like a mountain pressing down on Yang Jian's moral integrity, and they also added a straw as heavy as a thousand pounds, directly crushing Yang Jian's moral integrity.

“Some people are alive but they are already dead, and some people are dead but their spirit is still alive.”

Yang Jian, who had been trying to shirk responsibility just now, immediately cheered up and changed his tone.

"I suddenly remembered what Wang Xiaoqiang said before: A smile can dispel old grudges and a smile can wipe out all grudges."

"Now that disaster is imminent, Wang Xiaoming and I should indeed reconcile temporarily."

"I've accepted this protection mission. I'll go to the government office now. Tell Wang Xiaoming to wait for me."

"it is good……"

Before Liu Xiaoyu finished saying "OK", a "beep" sound was heard in her ear.

She looked at the phone in her hand in astonishment, then reacted and turned around to report to Zhao Jianguo.

"Captain Zhao, Yang Jian has agreed..."

…………

After Yang Jian hung up the phone, he quickly called Jiang Yan, who lived with him, and the two of them went downstairs quickly.

At this moment, all the street lights in Dachang City have been turned on.

But due to the influence of the thick blue-black haze, the entire city seemed to be shrouded in a dim atmosphere, cold and thick, with a creepy mystery.

At Yang Jian's reminder, Jiang Yan, who had also noticed the blue-black haze, went downstairs and fearfully grabbed Yang Jian's clothes, refusing to let go, determined to follow Yang Jian until they were out of danger.

Didn't she choose the young man Yang Jian just to have a sense of security when she encountered an evil spirit?
Yang Jian lived some distance away from the Dachang city government office.

Although the two ghosts he currently controls have reached a balance, the risk of resurgence still exists.

Therefore, when it comes to evil spirits like Gui Den, Yang Jian should try to use them as little as possible.

So he plans to take a car there tonight.

But because the current situation was obviously not right, there were only a few vehicles on the road, and most of them were closed horn cars that kept "shouting". Yang Jian looked around and spotted a "horn car". When it passed by, he stretched out his hand to stop it and handed over a certificate.

"I am Interpol. I need your car urgently. Please cooperate."

The "honking car" rolled down the window, revealing a middle-aged man wearing a mask.

He took Yang Jian's ID suspiciously, and did not refuse it directly. Instead, he rolled up the window, immediately made a phone call in the car, and quietly checked the information on the ID.

In less than a moment, the middle-aged man responded to the phone repeatedly, then immediately rolled down the window and carefully handed the documents back to Yang Jian with both hands.

"Hello, leader. I have just contacted the government office. I am now your exclusive driver."

"Where are you going now?"

"Go directly to the Dachang City Office."

Yang Jian put away his ID and sat in the back seat with Jiang Yan.

Then, as the engine started, he looked at the closed windows, air conditioning, and the "fully armed" middle-aged man, and asked curiously.

“Who arranged these?”

"I heard that it was a professor named Wang who came from above."

In front of Yang Jian, the "leader", the middle-aged man was obviously very willing to communicate, so he spoke without hesitation.

"Isn't there something wrong with the air in Dachang City tonight?"

"So he asked all of us to try to avoid exposure to the haze when we go out to prevent any adverse effects."

"You know what, after making all the protective preparations, although I feel a little depressed, I feel much better."

Yang Jian didn't know whether the middle-aged man was making fun of himself or really feeling good. He just looked at everything in the car thoughtfully and suddenly said.

“…Give me two masks too.”

"Ah...ok."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then he took two masks from the right front seat and handed them over.

This was distributed by the government before we went out. There were two boxes in each car, which was enough.

After Yang Jia took it, he handed one to Jiang Yan, and the two of them put it on quickly.

Use a mask to protect against the evil haze?

Although it is likely to be useless, it is better to do something than to do nothing.

At least the psychological security is improved.

Looking through the car window at the rapidly passing gloomy scenery outside, Yang Jian suddenly felt the vibration of his cell phone in his pocket. He took it out and answered it directly.

"Hello, I'm Yang Jian."

"Brother Legs, save me!!!"

The tearful voice of Zhang Wei from the other side made Yang Jian frown.

"What happened to you again?"

"Brother Legs, didn't you hear the horn outside?"

Zhang Wei seemed a little surprised and asked back.

"Even I heard it in the villa area. The loudspeaker said that the air in the entire Dachang City was polluted."

"but……"

Zhang Wei's voice suddenly became quiet, and he lowered his voice intentionally, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

"Brother Legs, is that the one who showed up again?"

As a friend for many years, Yang Jian naturally understood what Zhang Wei said.

And he had nothing to hide, so he said it directly.

"Yes, this time it is indeed another supernatural incident caused by a ghost."

"Does your house have a secret room in the Golden House now?"

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