Xia Wei, who had remained silent all this time, had her eyes light up and immediately followed.
As the daughter of a shareholder, she had come here to serve as a secretary precisely to help her father resolve this incident as quickly as possible.
From the looks of it now, she did not even need to secretly push things along or say anything. This newly arrived person in charge was already showing extremely high efficiency—he had only just finished speaking and was already preparing to head over directly. This was simply perfect.
And upon hearing Wang Liang’s words, Xia Feng, the victim in this matter, also looked surprised. He hurriedly followed and said,
“Ah, right now? Good, good. Thank you, Mr. Wang. Fuchuang Real Estate will separately invest another two hundred million in Tianhuan—no, one billion. I’ll have to trouble you in a moment, Mr. Wang.”
He was also secretly amazed by the efficiency of this new city person in charge.
The previous Sun Su had never been this efficient. In the past, when something happened to a shareholder, Sun Su would indeed go handle it, but he had never been this decisive.
Perhaps the reason for such a difference was not only personality, but also ability?
Xia Feng kept pondering inwardly, feeling that this newly arrived person in charge was well worth investing in. Having his daughter come here as a secretary had absolutely been the right decision. This Wang Liang was definitely someone worth building a relationship with.
After leaving Tianhuan Tower, Wang Liang did not travel with the others. He drove by himself and headed to Xiao Lan Village first.
When he arrived at the dilapidated demolition zone of Lan Village, Wang Liang got out of the car. He reached into the pocket of his black overcoat and touched the coffin nail, confirming that it was there before walking toward the entrance of Lan Village.
A ring of police tape surrounded the outside of Lan Village’s entrance. At this moment, several uniformed people who had received the notice had already arrived ahead of time and were standing outside the police tape, waiting.
After Wang Liang approached, a middle-aged man in uniform walked over. After giving a salute, he said,
“Director Wang, I’ve already received the news. My name is Wen Yu, the captain in charge of such incidents in Da’an City. From now on, I’ll be the one communicating with you regarding matters in this area.”
“Hello, Captain Wen. Just call me Wang Liang. Leave this place to me. Is the containment container ready?”
“It’s already been brought over. It’s there.” Captain Wen pointed toward a golden box on a truck to the left.
Wang Liang nodded and casually asked,
“Is there still anyone in the village?”
“No. Once the incident happened, we had people evacuate immediately, though a few still died during the evacuation.”
Captain Wen replied, his face showing some exhaustion and helplessness. Ordinary people were far too fragile in the face of such things. The incidents of this kind he had encountered in recent years had completely overturned his worldview.
After asking Captain Wen about some basic details, Wang Liang lifted the police tape and walked into the village.
“I understand. You’ve already done your best. There’s no need to blame yourself. I’m going to begin now.”
“Do you need us to do anything?” Captain Wen called out from behind.
“Just wait for me to come out.”
Wang Liang walked into the interior of the village. He could see that a stretch of brick-and-earth houses had already been knocked down, and several unmanned excavators and bulldozers were parked haphazardly in various places.
The evacuation back then had been too rushed. The demolition crew had not even driven these machines out.
The clouds in the sky covered the sun, making the day seem somewhat gloomy.
Wang Liang crossed a stretch of ruins and headed toward the foremost point of the construction work at that time, which, according to Captain Wen, was also where the first incident had occurred—a half-collapsed, dilapidated house.
Strictly speaking, this was the first time he had properly handled a supernatural incident, but Wang Liang was not too nervous.
As he walked over, he merely thought about where the malicious ghost might be and what kind of ability it might possess.
The danger level of this supernatural incident was C-rank. Although danger level was not equivalent to terror level, there were indeed cases where a malicious ghost with a C-rank danger level had reached S-rank in terror, to the point that even top ghost controllers could not contend with it.
But this incident really did not seem like one of those. The malicious ghost in this case not only lacked the ability to wander elsewhere, but after appearing in the village, its killing speed and number of victims had not been high either. Counting it up, the death toll had not even reached ten.
If it were truly that terrifying, it would have been impossible for so few people to die. Those who evacuated from the village would have had no chance of leaving alive once the malicious ghost began killing.
Of course, it was also possible that this malicious ghost had a high terror level, but its killing rule was difficult to trigger. That was possible too, but not very likely.
Arriving nearby, Wang Liang saw an excavator parked in front of the half-collapsed house. Following the gap in the building that the excavator had smashed open, he walked inside.
When he approached the half-destroyed house, Wang Liang had already faintly smelled a stench.
And after he entered the house, that foul odor became even more obvious, to the point that it was somewhat unbearable.
Although he had become a ghost controller, with the system’s help, he had directly controlled a deadlocked malicious ghost. Compared with other ghost controllers, Wang Liang’s physical condition, emotions, and five senses could be considered very normal, and he was affected very little by the malicious ghost.
He had also experienced few things of this sort. As a result, after smelling that foul stench, he subconsciously furrowed his brows and felt somewhat uncomfortable.
However, it still had not reached the point of making Wang Liang nauseous enough to vomit. Right after transmigrating, he had gone through the baptism of death, corpses, and malicious ghosts. His current tolerance was indeed much stronger than before.
He simply frowned and endured the detestable stench while searching and observing inside the house.
After searching for a while, Wang Liang finally discovered only one corpse in a corner of the first-floor living room.
By now, almost nothing but a yellowed skeleton remained. The flesh and blood on it had rotted into pus and corpse fluid, congealing on the ground into a puddle. It was extremely disgusting.
However, although it also emitted a heavy odor, it was not the source of that foul stench. It was merely the skeleton of a decayed corpse, with nothing else special about it.
After Wang Liang confirmed that there was no problem with the bones on the floor, he stood up, preparing to leave the house and look around outside.
The malicious ghost should have stayed here before, but from the looks of it now, it had already left.
Just as he walked out the door, a light breeze blew over, dispersing some of the nearby foul stench and easing Wang Liang’s tightly furrowed brows considerably.
Jingle, jingle—
The sound of wind chimes, so faint it was almost inaudible, entered Wang Liang’s ears, making him immediately turn his head and look once more at the half-destroyed house behind him.
“Where did that bell sound come from?”
There was something wrong with the sound of the bell as well. It carried an eerie, ethereal quality, and it made a throbbing urge rise in Wang Liang’s heart, as if he had to immediately go search for the source of the sound.
Wang Liang felt puzzled. When he had searched just now, he had not discovered any bells hanging anywhere in this house. If not for that light breeze, he would have overlooked it.
Wang Liang walked back into the half-collapsed house behind him and headed toward the direction from which the faint wind chime sound had come.
Entering through the half-collapsed gap, he checked again inside the kitchen on the side, but found nothing abnormal. He then turned toward the same direction, to the bedroom next door.
This time, Wang Liang searched even more thoroughly. He moved the bed from its original position, dismantled the upper and lower wooden planks, threw all the clothes in the wardrobe out, and even shifted the wardrobe against the wall to the side. Unfortunately, he still found nothing.
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