Tong Qian was ready for a desperate struggle.
She realized that it was very difficult for her to leave this place, and in her heart, she had already thought of buying some time for these survivors, wondering if they could be lucky enough to wait for rescue to arrive.
But Yang Jian's sudden appearance gave her a sense of surprise and suspicion.
"Are you... the Ghost Eye Detective, Yang Jian?" Tong Qian looked at the man in the corner holding a candle, with a fierce ghost eye visible on his forehead.
"Have you seen my file?" Yang Jian didn't find it strange.
Detective files are shared, and every detective is entitled to access other detectives' files, with the purpose of understanding and checking on each other.
Tong Qian said, "I saw the files of several ghost controllers from Dachang City on the way here, including yours, because you are the only ghost controller who has survived the Ghost Door Knocker incident so far. Did you come to support us?"
