The compact space of the cabin was now showcasing its advantage.
Yang Jian only had to wait a moment to immediately pinpoint the source of the supernatural activity. If it were in a city, it would have been impossible to locate it so quickly.
There were only so many passengers in the cabin; once the ghost began its activity, no matter who it targeted, everyone fell within his surveillance.
It seemed like a female passenger was going to be the next target.
Her name was Su Qing, and like the others, she was on this flight. To be honest, she wasn't too inclined to believe the stories about a haunting and a death on the plane, but since someone had died and another had witnessed it, she thought it best to at least cooperate with the air marshal's arrangements. What if the ghost story was true?
No one could afford to joke with their own life.
"It's that freak from before." Seeing Yang Jian coming from the direction of the first-class cabin, Su Qing couldn't help but roll her eyes.
