Chapter 104 The Identity of the Sick Ghost

I was planning to pry open the coffin and start detaining the ghost here.

But neither Yang Jian nor Zhang Han expected that the coffin that had been parked in the mourning hall from the moment he entered the village to the present would open it on his own.

Accompanied by a weak and weak cough.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed by something, and a gap appeared in front of him.

And through the gap, a pale palm with no blood color stretched out.

All of this shows signs.

The ghost inside the coffin... is coming out.

What's going on?Yang Jian's face became nervous at this moment.

This situation is actually not within his consideration. According to his calculations, it is unlikely that the ghost in the coffin will come out.

Because when he was about to open the coffin before, the ghost grabbed the lid of the coffin tightly inside and prevented him from opening it.

This situation shows that this ghost should not be willing to come out.

But now, what is the reason why this ghost is abnormal and opens the coffin and wants to come out?

Yang Jian, what should I do now?Zhang Han's face turned pale in fright.

Yang Jian waved his hand and said: Calm down and don’t do anything randomly. We were going to fight with ghosts. It’s the same as early contact and late contact. Get my body bag ready to see if we can detain it.

OK, OK.

Zhang Han swallowed nervously and hurriedly picked up the body bag on the ground.

Once it comes out, you will cooperate with me.A ghost eye appeared on Yang Jian’s forehead.

This eye stared at the gradually opened coffin.

A ghost eye also appeared behind his head, alerting to the headless ghost behind him, while ensuring that no second ghost appeared behind him.

As the coffin was slowly pushed away.

The shadow behind Yang Jian quickly extended to the side of the coffin like a pool of flowing water, and then the shadow's arms were pulled out slowly from the ground.

The headless ghost's hand gradually approached the mouth of the coffin.

As soon as the ghost in the coffin came out, he would take off the ghost's arm, head, and dismember it instantly.

Cough, cough cough.

A weak and weak cough sounded again from the dark coffin, and a second pale arm stretched out from it and rested on the lid of the coffin that was moved away.

With both arms supported, a man seemed to be about to sit up from the coffin.

Oh shit.

Zhang Han cursed in his heart, and at this time he could only bite the bullet and go.

The evil ghost tattoo behind him is waking up.

The body began to move abnormally, as if something was about to crawl out of the flesh behind him...

The two of them were ready for battle, nervous, and were ready to take action.

Pray in your heart.

I hope this evil ghost is not too terrifying and is within the scope of its ability to deal with, otherwise, they will really die here.

The man in the coffin sat up with the lid of the coffin at this moment.

Half of his body was exposed.

It was a man with a gray face, as if he had been dead for several days. He looked ahead with his eyes open, and at this moment, his eyes revealed a kind of torture, pain, and numbness.

Yang Jian wanted to do something instantly, but when he saw the man's clothes, his eyes shrank suddenly.

The man who sat up from the coffin was actually wearing the Interpol uniform.

Cough, cough cough.The man coughed a few more times, weak and weak, as if he was terminally ill.

Yang Jian, why don’t you take action?Zhang Han was so anxious that he sweated coldly.

He found that Yang Jian hesitated for a moment.

Wait, wait a moment.

Yang Jian's eyes froze and he waved his hand and signaled: Don't rush to do it first.

If this man in the uniform of a criminal policeman is not wrong, he should be the first criminal policeman in Dachang City and the person in charge of establishing the archives of supernatural incidents in Huanggang Village... Feng Quan.

Feng Quan?He tried to shout.

See if this person responded.

Criminal Policeman Feng Quan disappeared in Huanggang Village, but if a ghost driver was really missing for a few months, he would have been dead, and his body would probably be rotten.

However, the person suspected to be the detective Feng Quan actually sat up from this strange coffin.

In this case, Yang Jian had to suspect... Feng Quan was not dead.

But, Feng Quan is still a human or a ghost now.

Yang Jian has to confirm it in person.

You shouldn't come to save me, cough, cough cough.The man turned his head, and looked a little numb by suffering from pain. He looked at Yang Jian with a dull look, and coughed weakly.

Did it speak?

Yang Jian's eyes froze.

He is really a detective Feng Quan, not a ghost?

What happened to this? The ghost spoke.Zhang Han is in a tense state at this moment, and he is a little confused when he encounters this situation.

Continue to flow.

Yang Jian was still vigilant, his ghost was still wandering around the coffin, waiting for the opportunity to take action.

Are you really Feng Quan?I am Yang Jian and I am also affiliated with the Interpol.

Feng Quan's numb eyes moved slightly: I know you, I already knew you when I entered the village. You shouldn't come here or save me. In this case, it is not worth the country's spending so much money to save me. Your rescue will only make things mess up.

What?Save you?

Yang Jian's face changed slightly.

Could it be that this is the real purpose of the company that wants to wait for others to solve the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village?

Not to imprison evil spirits.

But to save this criminal policeman trapped in the village, Feng Quan?

If this is true, then the cough that happened in the village before was Feng Quan?

Is he a sick person?

Do you think we are willing to come? We are also kept in the dark and told me that the ghost who made a cough in the village before was you?Yang Jian suddenly became a little embarrassed and annoyed.

If I came to save someone, what kind of company would have said that ah would have been.

No information is given.

Is it to let yourself save people or let yourself, the ghost-controlling people, die?

Feng Quan said: That's right, then... it's me. For special reasons, I can't leave this coffin, but through others, I have reminded you to get out, but the situation has changed afterwards, because at night... you can never get out again.

The cough was made on purpose. I wanted to gather all the ghost drivers scattered in the village to resist the ghost in the village, because this is your only turning point.

But you have never understood what I mean. Instead, because the ghost controler has been killed alone, the power of the ghost has become stronger and stronger.

So much so that in the end you broke the balance, the ghost in the village began to take over here in full, and I was powerless after that.

Feng Quan glanced at Yang Jian and Zhang Han: I have to say that you are very lucky. After that ghost took over, you actually survived. That was... a night of death, there was no way out, even the ghost controller.

Since you know this, why didn’t you remind me earlier that your fucking cough is something? Don’t you have a mouth? You walked out of the coffin and spoke.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said.

Even if it was an important message reminder, I would not have been able to get such a passive situation and would almost be wiped out. What is the old lady's cough?

Are you deliberately misleading us?