Chapter 90: Relentless Entanglement
The driver quietly sized up the “three people” in front of him, feeling something strange.
Didn’t Manager Wang say he needed to pick up two guests? Why are there three people here?
However, there was no one else around, so it shouldn’t be possible to pick up the wrong people.
One handsome youth, one ordinary youth, one…
What is this thing?
The driver’s gaze drifted to the figure in the cloak, and he suddenly shivered unconsciously.
The figure seemed to notice, slightly turning its head, as if seeing the driver through the black fabric.
“What are you looking at here.”
A cold shout woke the driver from his daze, and he hurriedly apologized: “Sorry, sorry, this boss’s temperament is too unique, I…”
“I’m not talking about you, I’m talking about this guy.” Zhang Qian glanced at the driver, then slapped the fierce ghost on the top of its head.
“What exactly is your situation? Otherwise, just stuff it into the suitcase?”
Xu Zheng controlled the fierce ghost to turn its head, explaining: “No big problem, it just occasionally does some small actions when I’m not paying attention, no risk of killing. But according to my estimate, when I can’t control these small actions anymore, that’s when it will resurgence.”
“Then if you can’t control it, tell me in advance. I can definitely get a good price selling you two to headquarters.” Zhang Qian said.
The driver, listening on the side, felt a chill in his heart.
Stuffing into suitcase, killing, selling people for money—could he have picked up some criminals?
What kind of boss is this? Not from one of those parks, right?
For the sake of his own life, the driver felt he couldn’t listen anymore.
He bent down and made an inviting gesture, respectfully saying: “Please get in the car.”
To prevent bumping, the driver considerately placed his hand on the door frame, looking very professional.
“Where do you want to sit?” Xu Zheng looked at Zhang Qian with an inquiring gaze.
Normally, he as the attendant should sit in the passenger seat, but that would mean Zhang Qian sitting with the fierce ghost.
“The car is here, where else can we sit? Definitely inside the car.”
Zhang Qian looked at him puzzled, then took the lead and sat in the back seat.
“This workplace trick doesn’t work either…” Xu Zheng saw this and didn’t hesitate, quickly following inside.
The driver outside was about to close the door when it was blocked by a pale hand.
Xu Zheng nodded his chin at the figure in the cloak and said: “This one is sitting with me, so the three of us will squeeze in the back seat. You drive first, no need to worry about us.”
Although ghost pushes person had separated from his body, there were still countless strands of ghost hair connecting him and the fierce ghost. Unless the hair was cut, they couldn’t separate.
It was impossible to let the ghost hair get caught in the door crack; Xu Zheng didn’t want the vehicle scrapped halfway.
“Sorry, I didn’t think it through…” The driver quickly glanced at the figure in the cloak, secretly guessing what was under it.
Not even willing to separate…
He’d heard rich people play very pervert games—had he run into that?
The driver didn’t dare think more, and after they got in, he quickly ran back to the driver’s seat.
“Manager Zhang, where are you going?”
“Leave this blockade area first, then take us near Mingyi Street.”
“Okay.”
After getting the address, the driver eagerly raised the soundproof panel, afraid that being a step slow would upset these tough guys.
The vehicle started steadily, without any jolt.
The gradually accelerating sedan left the airport area, but there were still no figures around.
The roadside shops were all closed, and no figure could be seen through the glass doors.
Although no people were visible, traces of human life could be felt, as if they had vanished in an instant, giving the whole street an inexplicable eerie feeling.
Staring at the car window for a while, Zhang Qian boredly withdrew his gaze and picked up his mobile phone to browse the forum for a bit.
“Hm?”
The moment he lit up the screen, a call came in directly.
No number, no contact, just 【unknown number】 in four big words.
“Really persistent, even tracking here via satellite phone.”
Zhang Qian just glanced and hung up directly, without even the thought of answering.
Knowing there was a problem and still answering—he wasn’t the kind of fool who thought his life was too long.
“That situation again?” Xu Zheng saw Zhang Qian’s expression and knew what had happened; his recently relaxed nerves tensed up instantly.
“Yeah, probably some supernatural event. Its attack seems related to the phone. Not sure if not answering will have effect.”
Though he said that, Zhang Qian actually held no hope.
After all, according to the stories on the forum, he’d been targeted since the first call came in.
A few seconds after hanging up, the mobile phone vibrated again.
This time Zhang Qian didn’t even look, directly long-pressing the power button to shut off the mobile phone.
But not long after, Xu Zheng’s mobile phone suddenly rang too.
And the originally silent phone’s ringtone had somehow been turned to max volume, startling Xu Zheng into nearly dropping the mobile phone.
Xu Zheng glanced at the screen, his expression immediately serious: “Unknown number, is this it?”
“That’s it. Looks like it came to you since I didn’t answer.” Zhang Qian glanced and guessed: “But you should be fine. Probably just the fierce ghost wanting to contact me through you. If not answered, it’ll likely target more people around me.”
“Then I’ll hang up?” Xu Zheng asked uncertainly.
Just then, a motor sound came from inside the car; the partition between the driver’s seat and back was opened by the driver for some reason.
Before Zhang Qian could ask, the driver handed over his own mobile phone, saying without looking back: “Manager Zhang, seems like it’s for you.”
Zhang Qian took the mobile phone; the screen showed an already answered call.
Without hesitation, he hung up, then casually asked the driver: “Thanks. Did the other side say anything?”
The driver, staring at the road ahead, said: “They just said one sentence about looking for Zhang Qian…”
His voice trailed off, as he glimpsed their gloomy faces in the rearview mirror and realized he might have caused trouble.
Right, if they could get his number, why not call Manager Zhang directly? Was it some enemy or creditor?
“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t think that much at the time…”
“It’s fine. Next time, don’t answer strange numbers like that.”
Ignorance is no crime; no need to take out a supernatural event on an unaware ordinary person.
After all, Zhang Qian himself had already answered the first call due to carelessness; he couldn’t expect an ordinary person ignorant of the supernatural to do better.
