"Is that ghost not coming back?" Yang Jian stayed up all night at home, his eyes bloodshot and extremely tired as he looked towards the door. The door was left ajar because he wanted to see the ghost the moment it appeared. But things didn't go as perfectly as he imagined.
"Can't keep waiting here for the ghost to show up. If it's already left and not planning to come back, I'm just wasting time, and time is precious to me now," Yang Jian rubbed his bloodshot eyes, trying to stay awake and relax. Staying on edge all night would drive anyone mad.
"If I can't find this ghost in a short time, then I have to be prepared for both outcomes," Yang Jian stood up from the sofa, took a shower, packed some things, and prepared to go out. By being prepared for both outcomes, he meant: first, if he could survive, he would look for a way to live. Second... if he was really going to die, then it was necessary to earn some money for his parents' old age.
Carrying a backpack, Yang Jian walked out of the somewhat old residential building. Looking up at the somewhat scorching sunlight outside, he felt a bit dizzy. "But ghosts don't seem to be afraid of the sun," Yang Jian touched the back of his hand and didn't feel any abnormal reaction from that eye. Which means, even during the day, ghosts could appear. The folk tale that ghosts only appear at night seems to be overturned now. It can only be said that the daylight during the day can give people a certain sense of security, making people less fearful.
"Boss, do you recycle mobile phones?" Yang Jian came to a small mobile phone repair shop on the side of the street.
The phone shop owner glanced and said, "I don't take pagers, only smartphones from the past two years."
Yang Jian sat down and said, "I'm not selling the phone in my hand, what I want to sell is these."
He took out the phones that Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, Zhao Lei, and others didn't want from his backpack.
"So many? Where did you steal them from?" The boss was stunned for a moment, looking at the various models of smartphones, he looked at Yang Jian suspiciously.
"Friends didn't want them anymore, they gave them to me. Besides, could I steal such new phones? Boss, make an offer, if it's reasonable, I'll sell them all to you." Yang Jian said.
The boss looked at them, they were indeed good quality, the phones were very new, the market price for each one was two to three thousand, and the expensive ones were seven to eight thousand.
"Your phone is not worth much, I can only give you three hundred."
"This one is good, I'll give you a thousand for it, and thirteen hundred for this one..." The boss was estimating the price.
At this time, one of the phones on the counter suddenly rang.
Yang Jian took a look, it showed: Dad.
Who knows, it must be one of the students' fathers.
"The owner called," the boss laughed: "If they come to find it later, I will be in trouble, I can only give you five hundred for this phone."
After saying that, he was about to turn off the phone.
Yang Jian picked it up and said, "It's not the owner who called, it's a friend's father."
"Hello."
A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Yang Jian?"
"It's me, who are you?" Yang Jian said.
"Sure enough, Wang Shanshan's phone is with you, I'm Wang Shanshan's father, Wang Bin. I have something I want to talk to you about, is it convenient for you? I want to meet you." Wang Bin said.
"It's Uncle Wang, I have something to do these two days, I'm a bit busy, it's not very convenient." Yang Jian said.
Wang Bin said, "It won't take you much time, where are you? I'll drive to pick you up."
"Uncle Wang, just say it directly if there's something, I really have something here, I can't leave for a while." Yang Jian said.
Wang Bin was silent for a while and said, "It's about my daughter Shanshan, do you know what happened to her at school that day?"
"Didn't Wang Shanshan tell you about the ghost at school?" Yang Jian said.
Ghost at school?
On the other end of the phone, Wang Bin was stunned for a moment.
Are there such ridiculous things in this day and age?
But Wang Bin didn't laugh because he thought of the school being sealed off these two days, and some strange things happening to his daughter Shanshan, and he felt that there was indeed something unusual.
"Ghost at school? Do high school students still believe in this?" He asked with some doubts.
"I didn't believe it before, but I believe it now." Yang Jian said, "What happened to Wang Shanshan? Did she encounter a ghost again?"
Wang Bin said, "It might just be that her nerves are a bit weak, she's timid, and she got scared. She always feels that there is something looking for her, following her... And Shanshan said you can help her."
"Something following her?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, thought for a while: "Is it a baby?"
Baby?
Wang Bin thought of the palm prints in the bathroom, aren't they the palm prints of a baby?
"Do you think there's a ghost in my house?"
Wang Bin said, "I'm asking you very seriously, please don't brush me off with ghost stories. Shanshan's situation is not very good, if you know something, I hope you'll tell me the truth. Of course, as a reward, I won't treat you badly."
He is a successful person, how could he believe in such nonsense as ghosts.
Yang Jian pondered.
From Wang Bin's tone and attitude on the phone, it can be judged that Wang Shanshan did encounter a ghost.
It's very likely to be the ghost baby that escaped from the school.
But it doesn't make sense.
Although the horror of the ghost baby is not as great as that of the knocking old man, Wang Shanshan is just an ordinary person. If she really encountered it, she wouldn't be alive now.
Ghosts don't discuss when they kill.
"Hey, can you hear me?" Wang Bin heard Yang Jian silent on the other end of the phone and asked.
Yang Jian came back to his senses and said, "I can solve Wang Shanshan's matter, but this is a very troublesome matter. I almost couldn't get out of the school alive when I saved your daughter for free last time, but this time I don't intend to be kind-hearted, nor will I help for free, so Uncle Wang... Make an offer, how much are you willing to pay to solve this matter?"
Wang Bin was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and immediately said, "If Shanshan can return to normal, I can give you a private bonus of 20,000 yuan. Of course, if you can't help my daughter, you won't get a penny."
I didn't expect this student named Yang Jian to be so worldly, and he knows to take money to do things.
His tone immediately became more distant.
"Twenty thousand? I thought you would say two hundred. Twenty thousand is too little. This matter is very dangerous, not as simple as you think. If I don't intervene, not only will Wang Shanshan die, maybe your whole family will die. That thing doesn't show mercy when it kills." Yang Jian said.
If he wants to deal with the ghost baby, he will have to use the power of the fierce ghost.
And this will speed up the recovery time of the fierce ghost.
In other words, this is helping with his life.
Sacrificing oneself to illuminate others is a candle.
Yang Jian needs to earn a labor fee, after all, Wang Shanshan's family is quite wealthy, but he is poor.
"Fifty thousand, how about that?" Wang Bin replied.
"It seems that Uncle Wang still doesn't understand the market price of such matters. Solving a similar event abroad starts at least at five million US dollars, but I am very fair, and for the sake of being classmates, five hundred thousand." Yang Jian said seriously.
"Damn it, five hundred thousand, are you crazy about money, and you still have the face to say it's for the sake of being classmates." Wang Bin has a good temper, and when he heard this price, he couldn't help but get angry.
Yang Jian was not angry and said with a smile, "Uncle Wang, you don't need to be angry. Although fifty thousand is a bit painful for your family conditions, it's not something you can't take out. After all, a house in your family is worth at least four million. Okay, let's talk on the phone here, Uncle Wang. Think about it and give me a reply as soon as possible."
"Because if it's too late, either Wang Shanshan will die or I will. I don't live for long, and I still have a mother to support. Earning your money is not easy, if it's too late, then you will find someone to help, and it's not a matter of spending this money that can be solved. In addition, don't call this phone in the future, call me on another mobile phone, the call on that mobile phone is free."
After that, he told Wang Bin the satellite positioning mobile phone number of Zhou Zheng, and then hung up the phone directly.
"Friend, the total of these mobile phones, I offer five thousand yuan." The boss said at this time.
Five thousand?
Yang Jian put down the phone and frowned, "So little? Boss, are you kidding?"
"None of your phones are worth much, such as this latest model of the fruit phone is also fake." The boss said, "If you don't believe it, I'll take it apart for you to see."
After saying that, he really took apart the phone, and it was indeed fake.
Fake?
Bullshit from this unscrupulous merchant.
Would he not know if Zhang Wei's phone is real or fake?
Yang Jian's face sank, "Boss, didn't you take the opportunity to secretly replace the phone while I was on the phone?"
"I run my business with integrity, how could I do such a thing? Your phone is clearly fake, if you don't want to sell it, you can take it back, and I won't take these other phones either."
The boss looked indifferent and immediately changed his attitude, waving his hand to drive Yang Jian away.
Yang Jian stood up, grabbed his collar, his bloodshot eyes with a faint red light, with a kind of strange indifference said: "You unscrupulous merchant, do you want to die? If you want to die, just say it, I'll fulfill you, and you cheated me."
The boss looked at Yang Jian's eyes, and he was shocked all over.
Is this the look that people should have?
Indifferent, without a trace of emotion, it's a terrifying strangeness.