Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 362: Have Guts
“Okay, it seems most people agree. What do you think, Mr. Fang?” Mr. Fei said.

“Since a decision has been made, let’s do it this way,” Fang Shiming said calmly, leaning back in his chair.

"That's good. In that case, I think it would be best if you, Mr. Fang, personally led the team, and all the ghost tamers in your circle of friends worked together to find an opportunity to attack Wang Liang. We should unleash all our supernatural abilities on him. Once we deal with Wang Liang, Yang Jian will be no problem at all."

"However, the timing of the attack and the scale of the operation raise questions about how we'll explain things to headquarters if it's discovered afterward," Mr. Fei suggested.

Fang Shiming raised his hand to interrupt: "No need, I will take action. At this level of combat, having more people is not necessarily effective. I have a better way."

Fang Shiming was about to use the Ghost Scissors, a strange and supernatural item that he believed was the best way to take down Wang Liang.

After all, his true form is still dealing with the resurgence of vengeful spirits. Even if he were to emerge, he wouldn't be able to defeat Ye Zhen, that chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer, let alone Wang Liang.

But Ghost Scissors is different. How many ghost tamers can survive even after their heads are cut off, like Ye Zhen?

When the body is severed and the vengeful spirit within is out of balance, even the strongest person will suffer!
If something unexpected really happens, Wang Liang might not be able to discover that it was him who did it from such a distance.

As for other unexpected events, since he had decided to take action, Fang Shiming would not hesitate too much.

Wang Liang has already shown his hostility towards WeChat Moments; we can't delay any longer.

"This..." President Fei hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Since President Fang is confident, that would be best. However, it would be best to act as soon as possible. Jiang Shangbai said that Wang Liang just withdrew from the ghost messengers, and headquarters is discussing a new plan. Now is a good time to act, and we can pin Wang Liang's death on the ghost messengers."

"Of course I know. During this time, everyone should go back to their positions, do their own thing, and act as if nothing happened. If anyone causes any other problems, they can just disappear," Fang Shiming said coldly.

"Understood." Fei Zong broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yes," the others quickly replied.

Fang Shiming then arranged some details before adjourning the meeting and going to make some preparations.

During the meeting, Li Yao froze on the spot when everyone raised their hands to vote, completely shocked.

Wang Liang has become the biggest shadow in her heart. The image of people falling and dying like dominoes in the satellite video that day would appear in her nightmares from time to time.

Who would have thought that even someone like Wang Liang would have his future fate decided by the raised arms in this conference room?

Suddenly, Li Yao's expression became dazed, and she vaguely heard the sound of something breaking in her mind.

When she regained consciousness, her gaze became calm, as if she had become a different person, her eyes sweeping over the people in the conference room who had raised their hands.

After the meeting ended, Li Yao followed the others out of the meeting room without any apparent abnormality, while President Fei gave her some instructions.

However, Li Yao used the excuse of going to the restroom to leave Fei Zong's side.

Hiding in a stall in the women's restroom, Li Yao expressionlessly took out her phone, opened a special contact in the chat software, and sent a message to that person.

"Oh? They're going to make their move?"

In the presidential suite on the seventh floor of the hotel.

Wang Liang sat on a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the few messages displayed on his phone with a half-smile on his face.

The message was sent by Li Yao. When they were having a meeting on WeChat Moments to decide to get rid of him, Li Yao's altered memories of her second personality awakened, and she revealed the contents of the meeting to him.

"You've got guts, Xiao Fang. You really dare to make a move."

Wang Liang tapped a few times on his phone and then waited.

About half an hour later, Li Yao sent him a document, which was a list of people within their WeChat Moments. Wang Liang opened the list and browsed through each name, along with their corresponding identity information, address, contact number, and place of business.

He closed his eyes, emanating a chilling aura.

A spiderweb of supernatural media, connecting various chat applications throughout the entire city of Dajing, appeared in his mind.

By comparing the documents sent by Li Yao, Wang Liang quickly determined the current locations of everyone in his WeChat Moments.

Fang Shiming's decision to take action before the ghost messengers were dealt with and before the ghost painting was even attracted surprised him.

But it doesn't matter, whether it's earlier or later, it's all the same, it won't take much time.

Wang Liang opened his eyes again, his hands resting naturally on the armrest of the sofa, tapping them absentmindedly. He gazed calmly at the city of Dajing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for the final show to begin.

"Aren't passionate women more popular? We're all adults, don't be so reserved. Or is it that you don't like my figure?"

Not mentioning face at all, right?
Faced with Huang Ziya's sudden visit and request to have some fun, Yang Jian refused without hesitation.

"Never mind, I'm not in the mood for that right now."

"Alright then, come find me if you need anything. It would be such a shame if I accidentally died someday."

Huang Ziya sighed regretfully, left a phone number, and turned to leave.

boom!
Huang Ziya closed the door, her expression somewhat emotional.

Yang Jian glanced in the direction of the door, puzzled. His face was sallow, barely passable with the lights off, but his figure...?

Does this guy really have no idea how much his body, which has been corrupted by a vengeful ghost and reduced to a skinny skeleton, really is?

Carelessly putting Huang Ziya's matter out of his mind, Yang Jian took a shower to wash away the lingering stench of corpses on his body after leaving the ghost messenger's place.

After resting briefly in his room, he couldn't stay still any longer, so he left the Ping An Hotel and decided to go for a stroll in the city to relax.

After being rejected by Yang Jian, Huang Ziya was disappointed and prepared to return to her residence.

As a result, they saw Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang standing against the wall at the corner of the corridor.

Zhang Lei forced a smile: "I won. Yang Jian really wasn't interested in her. Wang Jiang, you owe me a meal."

Wang Jiang shook his head with a wry smile.

Zhang Lei, meeting Huang Ziya's somewhat annoyed gaze, asked curiously:

"It's rare to see you still have this thought. But why don't you look for Wang Liang? He's upstairs. I was just about to go up to him. If you're going, I can wait for you. Is an hour enough?"

Huang Ziya was about to retort, "You shouldn't have asked me that question."

But her eyes flickered, and in the end she sighed, not hiding anything, and said directly:

"Forget it, to be honest, I'm a little afraid of him. Although Yang Jian can be a bit short-tempered at times, he's quite easy to talk to once you get to know him and don't offend him."

But Wang Liang, well... I can't quite put my finger on how I feel, but, uh, I think it's better to keep my distance and maintain a sense of respect.

(End of this chapter)