Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 239 Buying a Life? Buying a Ghost?
After a brief silence, Mishima managed a weak smile, breaking the somewhat tense atmosphere.

"Mr. Wang's strength has truly broadened my horizons. In fact, we are not familiar with those three American mercenaries at all."

Hosting them is also a hassle for us. They didn't come to the island nation for any real business. Sigh, I won't go into your grudges.

Mishima continued:

"Come, gentlemen, this way please. I have prepared a small welcome party for your arrival."

"The situation in Tokyo is urgent, so this is rather modest. Please forgive me. Please allow me to give Mr. Wang a brief overview of Tokyo at this welcoming reception. Afterwards, I'll leave the Tokyo matter to you."

Yang Jian scoffed, "Oh? There's a welcome party here? We can see the gloom in the distance with the naked eye. I thought President Mishima was going to send us to deal with an S-class paranormal event right away."

Mishima was actually hinting at this, and he planned to play the victim at the welcome party to subtly suggest that the group should act quickly, but on the surface, he still needed to make the visitors feel comfortable.

Mishima smiled and brushed it off: "How could that be? Mr. Yang is overthinking it. Gentlemen, this way."

Mishima led a few people to a small, emptied shop in the airport.

In the fairly spacious room, a large table was made up of small wooden tables, on which various sashimi, beef, and sushi were already laid out.

On both sides of the room sat several island women dressed in exquisite kimonos, each with a sweet face and a smile.

"Please." Mishima gestured with his hand, showing no airs of a company president whatsoever.

Having just experienced what happened, he now attaches the utmost importance to Wang Liang and sincerely hopes that he can successfully resolve the S-level paranormal incident in Tokyo.

Wang Liang sat down without ceremony, and Yang Jian and Wang Shanshan also took their seats to the side.

After the three sat down, beautiful women immediately rose from both sides of the room and came forward to pour wine for them.

Three beautiful women were even prepared to sit beside them, drinking with them and carefully serving them.

But Wang Liang waved his hand and asked directly:
"Enough with the nonsense, President Mishima. Do you have any undisclosed special information about that demon in Tokyo? What abilities of that demon have you discovered?"

Mishima sighed, dismissed the beauty, and said, "We call it a hungry ghost. What we can confirm at present is that this ghost has the ability to eat ghosts and can forcibly take over the abilities of other fierce ghosts."

The ghost-controlling team we left behind in Tokyo sent a message before they died: they had clearly discovered that the vengeful spirit's abilities, stemming from an unsolved paranormal case in Tokyo, were manifesting in this particular spirit.

"What was the power of the vengeful ghost in that paranormal incident in Tokyo?" Yang Jian asked, frowning.

Mishima shook his head: "It's a Class B paranormal event. That ghost-controlling team was originally there to resolve that event."

Currently, it can only be confirmed that the people who died in that Class B incident all had a shoe print on their bodies, and their bodies rotted around the shoe print. As a result, this ability has now appeared in the hungry ghost.

After that squad was wiped out, the vengeful spirits of its members were probably devoured by hungry ghosts. Their individual files are here; please take a look.

Mishima took several documents from Wang Xin, who was kneeling behind him, and pushed them in front of Wang Liang.

Wang Liang scanned the information on the ghost tamers recorded above. After seeing the information of one ghost tamer, he frowned slightly but said nothing. He then handed the information he had finished reading to Yang Jian.

"I understand. I'll go to Tokyo to resolve this matter soon. President Mishima can also prepare what I need. It's best not to delay; I don't have much patience."

Upon hearing Wang Liang's words, Mishima was overjoyed.

Even after understanding the situation, Wang Liang still dared to say such a thing. Mishima didn't think Wang Liang was arrogant, especially after just witnessing Wang Liang's strength. On the contrary, he believed it was absolute confidence and immediately responded:

"Please rest assured, the resources and celebration banquet are ready. We're just waiting for Wang Liangsang to take action and resolve this matter! Xin, bring the things up."

"Hi."

Wang Xin got up and went outside, taking a briefcase handed to him by a man in black. After bringing it in and opening it, he found three strange porcelain pieces inside, all in human shapes, each with a different form—some grotesque, others in a wailing posture.

"This is ghost porcelain. It is not included in Mr. Wang's payment. It is considered as a subsidy from our exorcism society to help Mr. Wang resolve the Tokyo incident."

Mishima explained.

"You only need to place something that represents your identity under the ghost porcelain to establish a connection, such as a lock of hair, a piece of clothing you wear regularly, or even your ID card."

After establishing a connection with the ghost porcelain, place it in a hidden location. When facing the vengeful ghost, you can transfer the ghost's attack to the ghost porcelain.

However, there is a limit to this, so Mr. Wang and his companions should use it with caution.

Yang Jian stared at the three ghost porcelains for a few moments, raising an eyebrow slightly. He was somewhat surprised that such a small island nation as Japan also had such fine things as ghost candles.

Without any hesitation, Wang Liang gave one of the ghost porcelain pieces to Yang Jian, then, with ghost blood seeping from his palm, he took the other two.

"Since it's almost time, I won't waste any more time. I imagine President Mishima is getting impatient."

After Wang Liang picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, he prepared to get up.

"I'm counting on you!" Mishima also stood up and bowed solemnly.

Suddenly, the lights in the small shop started flickering, as if the circuit was unstable, causing the lights in the room to go on and off.

Not only the small shops, but the airport terminal outside also became dimly lit, as if it had suddenly turned from daytime to nighttime.

Yang Jian frowned and looked towards the door. A scarlet ghost eye appeared on his forehead, emitting a faint red light. After a dangerous and eerie turn, it fixed its gaze on a dark spot outside the door.

"What's going on now?" Mishima frowned and looked up at the flickering light bulb on the ceiling.

Wang Xin's phone vibrated behind him. He picked it up and his expression changed. He quickly whispered a few words in Mishima's ear.

Mishima immediately flew into a rage and shouted at the dim light outside the shop:
"Tianye! Get back here! Do you think you can be so disrespectful in front of our distinguished guests?!"

A low, strange sound came from the darkness outside the door.

"Distinguished guests? President, these are the outside help you invited, right? Do they have a ghost domain? No, not a ghost domain. They don't have a powerful enough ghost domain. I'm afraid they can't even get into the shadow of that ghost. They're just a few useless people like those three from the United States."

"President, have you figured it out? If you greet him like this, you might end up looking like a clown and disgracing the exorcism society. Perhaps I should test them out first."

Mishima was both angry and anxious: "Shut up, Tano! Go back to Osaka! You have no idea what's going on here. Do you know what just happened? Do you want to become a sinner against our island nation?"

"what!"

A woman who was accompanying someone leaning against the wall suddenly screamed and was dragged by an invisible force towards the darkness outside the shop.

But then he suddenly stopped halfway, looking surprised and uncertain, and quickly scrambled back to the corner of the wall, where he huddled and trembled.

"Oh?" Tianye's tone was a mixture of doubt and excitement in the darkness. "Interesting. A ghost realm? Or something else? Let's try it again."

"Tianye, you!" Mishima pointed to the door, furious. "Mr. Wang Liang's strength is beyond your capabilities. Hurry up and leave!"

Before Mishima could finish speaking, Wang Liang put down his wine glass, making a dull thud on the table.

He looked up into the darkness outside the door, his gaze calm, and said emotionlessly:

"President Mishima, how much are you prepared to spend to buy his life? Or, how about buying the demon inside him?"

(End of this chapter)