Chapter 1267 - 1234: Captain Gathering (Double-Length)

A rolling head, splattered blood, and that gradually cold and thin body sitting in the wheelchair.

This scene isn’t an illusion; it’s happening right before our eyes.

Yang Jian, who just became the Enforcement Captain a day ago, personally killed Wang Xiaoming.

Even though Wang Xiaoming attacked Yang Jian, everyone knows that as an ordinary person, moreover a frail patient, holding an ordinary handgun could never take down a top ghost handler in the supernatural circle.

Those seven gunshots weren’t an attack but more like a signal.

At this moment, Shen Liang looked at Wang Xiaoming’s corpse in shock, not knowing what to do.

Wang Xiaoming held a high position at headquarters; he researched supernatural events, created supernatural tools, helping many ghost handlers solve the problem of ghost resurrection.

It could be said that many of the city leaders owe their survival to Wang Xiaoming.

Once Wang Xiaoming dies, many of those leaders’ survival will be affected, some people’s hope to live will be extinguished, leading to unknown consequences.

Though Wang Xiaoming suffered from cancer, headquarters had many ways to treat him. As long as persuaded, Wang Xiaoming would soon restore to health, certainly won’t let him die of illness.

However now, everything has lost its meaning.

Because he is already dead.

“Yang Jian, Professor Wang absolutely can’t die. Think of a way to bring him back. There’s still room for maneuver in this matter.”

Shen Liang’s confused mind cleared a bit. Grabbing Yang Jian’s arm, he urgently pleaded.

Even though Wang Xiaoming’s head had already fallen off, he believed if Yang Jian truly took action, relying on supernatural powers, he could definitely resurrect him.

Because he had seen Yang Jian’s profile and knows he resurrected dead people more than once.

“I killed him with my own hands. Why should I save him?”

Yang Jian expressionlessly said, then coldly glanced at Shen Liang: “If Wang Xiaoming doesn’t die, how to deal with the fact he just attacked me? Or is my title as Enforcement Captain merely nominal, without actual authority? If that’s the case, just let Cao Yanhua dismiss me, and I will immediately revive him, but it must be quick, because if he’s dead too long, I won’t be able to.”

He gave Shen Liang a choice, wanting to see headquarters’ attitude.

This was also the result Wang Xiaoming wanted.

In life, he liked measuring everything by value, and now headquarters must make the final judgment between Wang Xiaoming and Yang Jian.

Should they hold Wang Xiaoming, dismiss Yang Jian as the Enforcement Captain, or recognize Wang Xiaoming’s death without pursuit, definitively establishing Yang Jian’s authority?

“I’m going to contact the Minister now.”

Shen Liang was a bit emotional at the moment, but his inner peace prevailed, and he hurriedly took out his phone to dial the number.

It seemed headquarters had already prepared for this situation, as the call connected quickly.

“Minister, a major incident occurred. Professor Wang just got killed by Yang Jian.”

Shen Liang spoke hurriedly, quickly recounting the events that happened here.

At this moment.

In headquarters’ conference room.

Cao Yanhua sat alone in a chair, smoking, and the ashtray on the table in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.

Listening to Shen Liang’s words on the phone, Cao Yanhua was unusually calm, only frowned, took a deep drag on his cigarette, then forcefully stubbed the majority of the butt into the ashtray.

“I understand. So what’s Yang Jian’s reason for killing Professor Wang?”

On the phone, Shen Liang was stunned, seemingly the Minister’s calm attitude exceeded his expectations, but he quickly responded, “Professor Wang suddenly drew a gun and attacked Yang Jian, who killed Professor Wang on the charge of assaulting the Enforcement Captain.”

“Assaulting the Enforcement Captain, huh? Alright, I understand. This matter is settled.” Cao Yanhua said.

Shen Liang hurried: “But Minister, Yang Jian just said Professor Wang hasn’t been dead for long. If actions are swift enough, he might be saved…”

“Enough.”

Cao Yanhua’s calm tone suddenly turned irritable.

“I said this matter is settled. Do you want headquarters to pressure Yang Jian into rescuing Professor Wang? Do you understand the consequences of that? Headquarters can do without Professor Wang but absolutely cannot do without Yang Jian. Also, remember Yang Jian’s status now. He is the Enforcement Captain. All in headquarters, including myself, if anyone makes a mistake, he has the authority to deal with it.”

“Moreover, you failed to protect Professor Wang, write me a resignation report later. I don’t want today’s situation to repeat in the future.”

After speaking, Cao Yanhua slapped the phone down onto the conference table, hanging up heavily.

Once the call ended, Shen Liang’s expression changed unpredictably, his mind vividly imagining various scenarios.

In his mind, there were only two thoughts: Professor Wang died, Cao Yanhua wouldn’t pursue Yang Jian for it, and he himself was dismissed from headquarters for failing to protect Professor Wang.

“How could this happen?” Shen Liang was still full of disbelief.

He hadn’t expected headquarters’ attitude to change so drastically in such a short time.

“Shen Liang, tell me, what did Cao Yanhua say?” Yang Jian asked from the side.

“No pursuit.”

Shen Liang’s face turned very ugly, biting his lips as he said these words.

Yang Jian smiled, his smile was cold: “Seems like headquarters already made its choice. With that being the case, let Wang Xiaoming rest in peace then. He was already very tired. Dragging him back from hell would be cruel.”

After finishing, he stowed his rifle, glanced once at the fallen head, then turned and left.

On the ground.

Wang Xiaoming’s cold face bore a smile, one of release, of serenity.

After all, meeting Yang Jian here was a choice he was prepared to make long ago.

Everything was as he wished.

And with this matter coming to an end.

Soon, the news of Wang Xiaoming being killed by Yang Jian spread rapidly throughout headquarters.

It was an earthquake of an event.

The first to receive the news were several captains at headquarters, who had significant authority and their own people within, thus getting firsthand information.

Less than half an hour had passed.

Bam!

A loud noise of a door being forcefully opened resounded.

The conference room door at headquarters was kicked open by someone.

Immediacy.

A sinister, greenish firelight enveloped the room, and Li Jun, with a gloom on his face, stormed in with Ah Hong.

“Minister, I heard that half an hour ago Yang Jian killed Professor Wang. Is this true?”

Cao Yanhua sat there, frowning and smoking, with smoke swirling around him, the air filled with a strong smell of smoke. Seeing Li Jun’s arrival, he wasn’t surprised, merely nodding calmly: “Yes, Professor Wang attacked Yang Jian and was killed by him in public. This matter is over. Since you already know, why come to ask me personally?”

“I want to know the inside story.”

Li Jun said, “Professor Wang was a cancer patient. There’s no way he would attack Yang Jian. And even if he did attack him, with his ability, he couldn’t harm Yang Jian in the slightest. Why did Yang Jian have to kill Professor Wang so ruthlessly?”

“Professor Wang surely didn’t die for no reason. I believe there’s some cause behind it. This matter is significant, and we hope to understand the truth,” Ah Hong added from the side.

Cao Yanhua moved his lips, wanting to speak but finding his throat extremely parched. He picked up a cup of tea to take a sip.

But at that moment, from a corner, a patch of darkness suddenly covered the area. From the depths of the darkness, a person walked out, with a strange hemp rope hanging from his waist, face darkened, expression numb, eyes hollow, like a walking corpse, inducing fear.

This person merely appeared.

The surrounding eerie firelight retreated until half the conference room was shrouded in darkness, and only then did everything calm down.

“Wei Jing, are you also here for Professor Wang’s matter?” Cao Yanhua looked at him.

Wei Jing truly resembled a lifeless corpse without emotions, his voice hoarse and strange as he spoke: “Yes, I also want to know why all this happened. Yang Jian wouldn’t kill Professor Wang without reason, and Professor Wang wouldn’t attack Yang Jian without cause, but this illogical event actually occurred.”

“So I need an explanation.”

Cao Yanhua was silent for a moment, then said: “Professor Wang was avenging his deceased brother Wang Xiaoqiang, attacking Yang Jian first with a gun, then was killed by Yang Jian. Justifiable and legal, that’s the explanation.”

“That reason doesn’t convince me,” Li Jun said seriously.

“Doesn’t convince you? Then what do you want to do? Go find trouble with Yang Jian, or arrest and interrogate me, the Deputy Minister? Li Jun, remember your responsibility,” Cao Yanhua slammed the table and shouted.

Li Jun fell silent at this moment.

Meanwhile, an inexplicable cold wind swept through the conference room.

The ash on the table was blown everywhere, blurring the sight.

However, the next moment.

The gale subsided, and a young man in his early twenties appeared abruptly sitting on the chair next to Cao Yanhua.

“Cao Yang?”

Wei Jing numbly turned his head to look at him.

Cao Yang grinned: “Can’t you understand this simple logic? As long as Wang Xiaoming is alive, people like you would always side with him, not just you, but many leaders also lean towards him, relying on him to solve the ghost resurrection issue. Sometimes, Wang Xiaoming’s words were even more influential than headquarters’, but he’s just an ordinary person, unable to restrain captains or handle supernatural events.”

“This situation has led to others dissenting. Look, how many people refused to attend this time’s captains’ meeting? Besides you two, who else was willing to show up?”

“Wang Xiaoming was elevated too high by you all. The only way he could step down was through death, only with his demise can everything end, allowing a new leader to emerge.”

“And the current headquarters needs a leader, and that leader is Yang Jian, only he can suppress everyone, and only he can convene the captains’ meeting.”

“So Wang Xiaoming’s death isn’t due to any conspiracy, but because the times can no longer accommodate him. He had to exit.”

“Is this explanation enough?”

After speaking, he looked again at both Wei Jing and Li Jun.

Cao Yanhua seeing Cao Yang suddenly appear was slightly relieved, fearing Li Jun and Wei Jing might impulsively do something extreme over Wang Xiaoming’s matter.

“Clap! Clap!”

The sound of applause echoed, and at this point, the conference room door opened again, a man with sallow skin, garishly bright, like a paper figure, slowly walked in.

Leuk San?

Everyone looked at him.

“Well said, a headquarters should have the air of a headquarters. Minister Cao can manage affairs, but he can’t control people. Wang Xiaoming can control people, but not everyone, so the person who manages people should be replaced, and the role of Enforcement Captain is the supervisor, Yang Jian can control everyone, so he should take the stage.”

Leuk San appeared. He had arrived at headquarters, and seemingly in time to witness a good show.

“A power transition doesn’t necessarily involve death,” Li Jun said, staring at Leuk San.

“But establishing authority requires death. Killing Wang Xiaoming as a show of power shakes the supernatural circle. Who would dare ignore Enforcement Captain Yang Jian in the future?”

Leuk San chuckled. “Li Jun, stop feeling sorry for Wang Xiaoming. I dare say Wang Xiaoming’s death today was something he had planned long ago. Otherwise, why would this happen right before the captain’s meeting?”

“I know you and Wang Xiaoming were close, but if you respect his choice, you should fulfill your duties as captain, instead of causing trouble here. Luckily, you’re sensible and came to Cao Yanhua, instead of going to Yang Jian. Otherwise, Yang Jian wouldn’t mind killing another captain as a warning.”

Li Jun fell silent again because Leuk San was right; it was Professor Wang’s own choice.

If he didn’t want to die, Yang Jian definitely wouldn’t have been able to kill him.

Wei Jing stood there numbly, saying nothing, lost in thought.

“Enough, everyone quiet down a bit. The captain’s meeting will be held at 1:30 p.m. Before then, I hope everyone calms down. If there’s anything to discuss, do it at the meeting.” Cao Yanhua stood up and said.

“Alright, I’ll question Yang Jian at the meeting,” Li Jun said.

Although he understood Wang Xiaoming’s actions, he couldn’t accept the fact that Yang Jian killed Wang Xiaoming with his own hands.

Someone who devoted everything to supernatural incidents, how could Yang Jian bring himself to do it?

That was just an ordinary person, tormented by illness, nearing the end.

“Knock! Knock! Knock!”

Suddenly, there was a knock at the meeting room door again.

“Who is it?” Cao Yanhua called out.

The door to the meeting room opened once more, and a man dressed in a suit, wearing glasses, tall and handsome, with a gentle smile, walked in: “Sorry, it’s me, Wang Chaling. I hope I’m not disturbing you. Has the meeting started yet? I hope I’m not late. I apologize, there was some traffic on the way to headquarters.”

“A rather unfamiliar captain.” Leuk San slightly assessed the man.

Not only did he find him unfamiliar, but Wei Jing, Cao Yang, and Li Jun also found him unfamiliar because Wang Chaling had never officially made an appearance at headquarters.

“Wang Chaling? It’s you, I didn’t expect you to arrive at headquarters so soon.”

Cao Yanhua said, “I made a mistake. The meeting hasn’t started yet. We just had a minor dispute earlier. The official meeting time is set for 1:30 in the afternoon, and the notice will be sent out soon.”

“No problem, it’s my first time attending a meeting at headquarters, so I wanted to meet everyone sooner to get to know each other. Allow me to introduce myself, I’m Wang Chaling, Captain and Head of Dadong City. I hope you all take care of me.”

Wang Chaling adjusted his glasses with a smile.

“Cao Yang, the person in charge of Dajin City. I’ve heard of you, a master’s graduate returning from overseas, a true high achiever.” Cao Yang spread his hands and said.

“You’re too kind, I just studied abroad for a few years, nothing worth mentioning.” Wang Chaling said modestly.

“Leuk San, the person in charge of Daqing City.”

Leuk San also greeted: “This should be our first meeting. Hope we have the opportunity to work together in the future.”

“I hope so,” Wang Chaling nodded.

“Li Jun, one of the heads of headquarters.” Li Jun, wearing sunglasses, walked over and extended his hand.

Wang Chaling hesitated for a moment, then smiled and shook his hand: “We owe it to you for the help last time with the old house situation. Have you found Chen Qiaoyang? Don’t hesitate to ask if you need help.”

“Chen Qiaoyang hasn’t been found yet. I’ll notify you if there are any leads,” Li Jun said.

“Wei Jing, one of the heads of headquarters.”

A ghoul-like Tanuki (Wei Jing) nodded towards Wang Chaling.

With Wang Chaling’s arrival, the topic shifted, and the previously tense atmosphere was eased.

Everyone began to interact normally, getting to know each other.

The issue of Wang Xiaoming’s death was temporarily set aside, to be discussed at the captain’s meeting.

“Hey, is anyone there? Whose car is parked outside? Someone left something inside, a wallet with a family photo on it.”

Suddenly, a voice abruptly sounded outside the meeting room.

At this moment, Wang Chaling’s smile faded, and he touched his suit pocket, realizing the wallet was missing.

He remembered clearly that his wallet was just with him and definitely wasn’t left in the car.

“Huh, this family photo is haunting, the elderly couple on it are staring at me, damn, it’s dangerous.”

As the meeting room door opened, a figure flashed in, and then a wallet was tossed out. In the wallet’s compartment was a half-pulled family photo, showing a couple, a middle-aged pair, and a young person. But now, the elderly on the photo eerily turned their heads, looking in a direction.

“Zhou Deng, what are you doing?” Cao Yanhua slammed the table and shouted.

“Nothing, I’m not doing anything.” Zhou Deng kept darting his gaze around, avoiding Cao Yanhua’s eyes.

Wang Chaling still wore a smile; he walked over to pick up the wallet that had fallen to the ground, casually putting the photo back in its compartment, then placing it in his pocket.

“Thank you, Mister Zhou, for returning my wallet. I’ll treat you to tea later.”

“No need, no need.” Zhou Deng chuckled, “It’s just a small matter, nothing worth mentioning. I’m a friendly person and always return what I find.”

Finding?

That was stealing.

Wang Chaling smiled, fully aware but didn’t expose the truth.

“Zhou Deng, this is the captain’s meeting, what are you, a captain candidate, doing here? Go back to your room and rest.”

Cao Yanhua said, “Don’t cause trouble, be honest.”

“Got it, got it, Minister. I’ll go back to my room to rest now. Sorry to bother you all, sorry.”

Zhou Deng made a quick greeting and hurried off.

But just as the door opened, a stranger walked in.

“Who are you?” Zhou Deng scrutinized the person, without any recollection.

“Hey, Minister, is this newcomer also a captain?”

At this moment, everyone looked over, and their expressions suddenly changed.

The person indeed was very unfamiliar, no recollection, but the aura around him was cold and eerie. He was undoubtedly a top-tier ghost handler.

Immediately, Wei Jing stepped forward expressionlessly, becoming alert.

“I am Li Leping, I’m in the archive records,” the unfamiliar man slowly stated.

Li Leping?

Instantly, a familiar captain’s name popped into everyone’s minds.

He was a captain in the archives, only known by name and documents, but never seen in person.

“A captain with an unmemorable face, Li Leping?” Wang Chaling spoke up.

“Mm.”

Li Leping lightly answered.

“Truly an incredible supernatural power,” Wei Jing, lowering his guard, spoke dully.

“Since his appearance is unmemorable, who can be sure you’re Li Leping?” Cao Yang chuckled.

Li Leping said, “I don’t want to answer this question every time. It seems the meeting hasn’t started yet since Yang Jian hasn’t arrived. In that case, I’ll return to my room to rest. Notify me when the meeting starts.”

He didn’t linger but turned around and left.

“Truly indifferent,” Leuk San remarked.

“A person who can’t be remembered is destined to be lonely and unsocial, understandable,” Cao Yang said.

At this moment, Cao Yanhua felt a headache coming on.

Indeed, once the captains gathered, no matter how hard he pounded the table, he couldn’t control these people, and his words were as good as farting.

It seems inviting Yang Jian was very much the right decision.

Only Yang Jian couldn’t be ignored by them.

As for ordinary people, they have absolutely no voice in front of these captains, not even Professor Wang.

“Birds of a feather flock together, that’s how it’s always been. However, such a gathering of anomalies is a first. Cao Yanhua, long time no see, do you remember me?”

Soon, another person arrived.

It was a woman.

Petite, with elegant black hair, but one of her eyes was ghostly white, very distinctive. She wore an old outfit with printed ghost patterns, looking somewhat odd.

“He Yiner, it’s great to see you again. You went missing for so long last time, the headquarters was very worried. Now that we see you’re fine, we can rest easy,” Cao Yanhua’s eyes lit up, and he greeted her warmly.

He Yiner was among the earliest ghost handlers at headquarters, very easygoing, and active in dealing with supernatural events. Cao Yanhua had a very good and deep impression of He Yiner.

“Dead and resurrected, not good, not bad. The person sent by headquarters, named Yang Jian, had a nasty attitude, almost got into a fight with me over some personal matters,” He Yiner said coldly.

Cao Yanhua immediately smiled wryly.

Yang Jian?

He’s now the Enforcement Captain, and the captain’s meeting relies entirely on him; I have no way to deal with him, and will have to depend on him in the future.

No choice.

Cao Yanhua could only smooth things over: “The captain meeting is quite urgent, Yang Jian was entrusted by headquarters to invite you all. Although there were some minor frictions, I hope everyone will understand and bear with it. Consider the big picture, if there’s any dissatisfaction, you can direct it at me, and I apologize to you all.”

“Forget it, it’s not a big deal, you don’t need to apologize, I haven’t taken it to heart.”

He Yiner stopped dwelling on it and turned to look at the others.

“It’s been such a long time since I’ve been to headquarters, there are a lot of new faces, and many are missing. Wei Jing, you’re the only one I know here, aren’t you going to introduce them?”

Though young, she was one of the oldest at headquarters, on the same level as Wei Jing.

As for the others, strictly speaking, they were ‘juniors’.

Wei Jing said numbly, “These are all captains from headquarters. You should have seen the archives, so I won’t introduce them one by one. I’m sure you’ll soon get to know them all.”

He Yiner’s eyes moved slightly, recalling the archive files in her mind, she began matching them to those around.

“Seems many haven’t arrived yet.”

“Most are already here, only a few haven’t shown up. At the meeting this afternoon, excluding a couple, everyone should be present,” Wei Jing said.

“That’s good,” He Yiner nodded in agreement.

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