Mysterious Revival-Chapter 579 - 576 Emotional Breakdown

Chapter 579: Chapter 576 Emotional Breakdown

“Hello, is Yang Jian there? This is Liu Xiaoyu, if you hear me, say something back.”

“Yang Jian, did you lose your satellite-positioned phone? There’s not even the slightest sound from your end, at least say something.”

“Are you mad at the vice-minister?”

In her private office, Liu Xiaoyu was hunched over the desk, tirelessly calling into the microphone, hoping to successfully connect with Yang Jian.

She was certain there was no issue with the communication this time; it had been maintained from the start, there was just no sound coming from the other end.

“This is the first time something like this has happened—could something have gone wrong on Yang Jian’s end?” No one responded to Liu Xiaoyu’s calls for a long time, and she began instinctively to sense that something was amiss.

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Her work experience told her that this was definitely not a simple case of not answering calls.

But faced with the lack of response on the other end of the line, just calling like this wasn’t a solution. Liu Xiaoyu glanced at the location and found that Yang Jian’s phone hadn’t moved from its place from before to now, and the location of the occurrence was also rather strange, as it was not in a remote place but on a street near Ping’an Hotel.

“Yang Jian, if you don’t respond, I’m going to have someone go look for you,” Liu Xiaoyu tested once more.

Still, no one responded.

Although it seemed unlikely, Liu Xiaoyu was now truly suspecting that Yang Jian might have casually thrown the satellite-positioned phone into some corner and then went off to do something else.

There was no helping it.

She could only speculate as much.

“Let’s see what’s really happening. If Yang Jian really lost his phone, we must get someone to retrieve it immediately.” Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to forcefully activate the phone’s camera to check out the surroundings.

After a series of operations.

Soon, Liu Xiaoyu forcefully turned on the camera of Yang Jian’s satellite-positioned phone to see what was happening around it.

But as soon as the camera was activated, Liu Xiaoyu sensed something was wrong.

The image transmitted on the screen was awash in red, not the dim hues of evening.

The things captured in the video were quite normal; it was the side of a street. But judging from the angle on the phone, the satellite-positioned phone seemed to have been placed on the ground, and moreover, it was carelessly tossed there.

“It wasn’t actually casually discarded by the roadside by Yang Jian, was it?”

Liu Xiaoyu suddenly touched her head: “What on earth is Yang Jian thinking? The phone is lost; is he planning to resign? Oh my god, you better not suddenly resign, what would I do if you resigned? Being your operator is tough enough; I don’t want to be the operator for anyone else.”

“But even if you really want to resign, at least talk to me about it in advance, don’t you trust me?”

She thought somewhat resentfully in her heart.

Complaints aside, she still had to follow protocol.

If the phone was lost, Liu Xiaoyu had to retrieve the phone as quickly as possible after determining its location, because this phone contained a large amount of intelligence data that could not be leaked carelessly.

Liu Xiaoyu controlled the camera to slightly rotate the view to confirm the specific location around it.

But as soon as the view shifted, her complexion suddenly changed, a sense of panic and unease began flooding from the bottom of her heart.

Liu Xiaoyu saw a person gradually appearing in the camera’s view.

This person lay motionless on the cold ground, with blood spilled all around, turning the ground next to the body a deep shade of red. Although she couldn’t see the person’s full image, the body shape and clothing were very similar to… Yang Jian.

“No, it can’t be.”

Liu Xiaoyu’s eyes widened as her body trembled slightly. She was extremely nervous as she continued moving the camera, attempting to ascertain the truth.

As the view shifted upward once more.

The body lying on the ground gradually revealed its full picture, and she saw a red Ghost Candle scattered next to it, as well as the familiar set of clothes, confirming it was what Yang Jian was wearing during the meeting that day.

The view shifted again.

The next moment.

A decapitated body appeared in front of Liu Xiaoyu. Next to the headless body, Yang Jian’s head lay starkly there…

“Ah!”

Liu Xiaoyu sprang up from her chair, her complexion immediately turned pale, and her body instinctively backed away, as if trying to distance herself from the cruel image on the screen. But she had backed up against the wall behind her and had nowhere to go. The image of Yang Jian’s severed head and body was deeply etched into her mind.

She covered her mouth, emitting a choked sound, tears uncontrollably surged from her eyes, and she was struck with immense shock.

“Whoo-whoo!”

Liu Xiaoyu bent over, crying and screaming, completely losing control of her emotions.

She herself didn’t know why she was acting like this.

She only knew that Yang Jian had died, and she felt like she was about to collapse from the pain.

In fact, this wasn’t hard to explain. During the nearly half a year she had served as Yang Jian’s communication operator, her entire life and work revolved around him, with long periods of communication, his voice always in her ear, and sometimes maintaining contact for twenty-four hours straight.

She even knew clearly what Yang Jian was doing with a woman for the first time.

This long duration of life made Liu Xiaoyu feel as if she existed just for Yang Jian, and a very special kind of relationship had already formed between the two of them.

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This wasn’t love, but a kind of spiritual pillar, something indispensable to her life.

Therefore, last time when Liu Xiaoyu was nearly bullied by Gao Zhiqiang at the headquarters, Yang Jian didn’t hesitate to eliminate the guy – not a moment of hesitation. Liu Xiaoyu also knew about some of Yang Jian’s nerdy quirks, like how she would always greet him with twin ponytails and dressed in Lolita fashion.

But today, everything had collapsed.

Liu Xiaoyu had even seen Yang Jian’s tragic state with her own eyes – that body lying in a pool of blood, a head severed from the neck, brain split in two.

The impact was too great.

Crying, screaming.

Liu Xiaoyu vented her emotional breakdown in her own dedicated communication room. This condition lasted quite a while until she regained some composure and then, while still crying, dashed out of the communication room and ran to Vice Minister Cao Yanhua’s office.

“Ping’an Hotel, the entire street nearby has disappeared? Is it a Ghost Painting incident?” At this moment, Cao Yanhua received a critical call.

The voice on the other end was Li Jun: “It’s unclear. I’m on site now, and it’s certain that this is the Ghost Domain. The whole street must have been pulled into the Ghost Domain, but it doesn’t seem like a Ghost Painting incident because the Ghost Domain caused by a Ghost Painting can’t make an entire street disappear. The situation here has completely affected reality…”

“Alright, I got it. Temporarily block the surrounding area, assess the level of danger, and report any updates at once. If there’s danger, I’ll immediately send support for you,” said Cao Yanhua, his expression turning grave.

Could this be another supernatural event?

An entire street vanishing into thin air? This was no small matter.

“Bang!”

However, right at this moment, his office door was forcefully barged open, the loud noise slightly startling him.

Setting down the phone, he saw Liu Xiaoyu standing at the door.

She was panting and crying at the moment, her emotions seeming very unstable.

“Liu Xiaoyu, is there something you need to report?” asked a staff member next to him in surprise.

Liu Xiaoyu’s red eyes were fixed on Cao Yanhua, her lips trembled, and she delivered news she found hard to articulate: “Yang, Yang Jian is dead.”

Huh?

Cao Yanhua was initially stunned, taking a moment to process before he saw Liu Xiaoyu’s state and reflected on her words, beginning to realize the severity of the issue.

“What did you say?”

He suddenly stood up from his chair, his face instantly contorted with a drastic change.

“Yang Jian is dead,” Liu Xiaoyu repeated, then collapsed to the ground and wept uncontrollably.

Cao Yanhua glanced at the phone next to him. Li Jun had reported earlier that a street had disappeared, swallowed by the Ghost Domain. If that Ghost Domain was not caused by a Ghost Painting incident, then it was very likely due to Yang Jian, because Yang Jian’s codename was Ghost Eye, a spirit controller with his own Ghost Domain.

He then looked at the time displayed next to him.

The time showed 6:15.

This time was just shortly after the last response in the circle of friends… combined with the previous call that was suddenly cut off with Yang Jian.

Cao Yanhua immediately understood everything.

“Everyone follow me,” he barked with a somewhat ferocious look, demanding obedience.

He then left the office without another word and rushed toward Liu Xiaoyu’s communication room.

On the way there, Cao Yanhua’s palms were trembling, and amidst the fright, there was an indescribable rage.