Chapter 44: Yan Li’s Family
“I want that Ghost Finger that can restrict Ghost Domain. I’m not in a hurry for the method to control the third ghost. One hand delivers the goods, one hand delivers the person. I’m at the Little Qiang Club’s manor right now. When will you send that Ghost Finger over?” Jiang Shan pretended to hesitate, was silent for a moment, and then spoke.
“Fine. This afternoon, I’ll have Li Jun bring that Ghost Finger to you. If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.” Wang Xiao Ming said in a flat voice.
“ok.”
Hearing the beeping sound of the phone hanging up from the other end, Jiang Shan looked down at the Gold Box detaining Wang Xiaoqiang,
The box was not sealed tight, and Wang Xiaoqiang inside had not lost consciousness.
So the conversation just now between him and Wang Xiao Ming, Wang Xiaoqiang should have heard it all.
Although Wang Xiao Ming’s personality was truly cold, handling many things with a feeling of being a god in human form,
For this man who could measure all things by value, his willingness to break his own bottom line for Wang Xiaoqiang explained everything.
At four in the afternoon,
A military helicopter appeared over the manor and then landed in the manor’s courtyard.
Several men in uniforms walked down from the helicopter, led by the imposing Li Jun.
Jiang Shan walked out from the villa, glanced at the small gold box in Li Jun’s hand, and smiled:
“Li Jun, we meet again.”
Hearing the voice, Li Jun’s expression changed slightly. Seeing Jiang Shan already in front of him, he said calmly:
“I’ve brought Professor Wang’s item. Where is Wang Xiaoqiang?”
“See that pretty big Gold Box next to the floor-to-ceiling window on the fifth floor? Wang Xiaoqiang is in there. Give me the Ghost Finger, and the rest has nothing to do with me.” Jiang Shan pointed to the spot by the window not far away and said.
Li Jun didn’t waste time. He readily handed the gold box in his hand to Jiang Shan, then hurried toward the fifth floor.
Regarding Wang Xiao Ming’s matters, Li Jun was very attentive, even if this matter had nothing to do with Headquarters.
After all, Wang Xiao Ming’s contributions to Headquarters were too great. Li Jun admired him from the bottom of his heart, so he wouldn’t neglect Wang Xiao Ming’s younger brother.
At this time,
Jiang Shan, who got the gold box, opened it immediately,
Li Jun trusted him, but he didn’t trust Li Jun.
Looking at the withered, pitch-black, weird finger inside, Jiang Shan nodded in satisfaction. After putting the Ghost Finger back into the box, he glanced at the club’s manor.
This time, he had already torn face with Wang Xiaoqiang,
The villa, safe house, and such, Jiang Shan definitely couldn’t let Chen Yue and her daughter and Yan Li’s family stay here anymore,
Glancing at the time, Jiang Shan called Yan Li.
After calling three or four times with no answer, Jiang Shan frowned slightly.
The Huanggang Village Incident had just ended not long ago, and Yan Li hadn’t died yet at this time. Had something happened?
So he scrolled to a familiar name in his contacts—Yang Jian—and clicked to call.
This time the phone connected quickly, and a cold voice came from the other end:
“Hello, Zhang Han has already told me how much the life-buying money is. That company’s money hasn’t arrived yet. I’m short on cash. As soon as the money arrives, I’ll transfer it to you right away.”
Hearing Yang Jian’s words on the other end, Jiang Shan raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curve up slightly as he said:
“Alright, being proactive is good, saves me the trouble of talking more. By the way, do you have any recent news on Yan Li?”
“Yan Li? I’m not too clear. He hasn’t contacted me for two days.” Yang Jian was silent for a moment, then said in a somewhat heavy voice.
“ok, got it. Nothing else. Hurry and transfer the money to me as soon as it arrives. I don’t even have money to buy cigarettes. Alright, I’m hanging up.” With that, Jiang Shan hung up the phone.
Yang Jian: .
Jiang Shan estimated the time. After the Huanggang Village Incident ended, in about three or four days, Yan Li would die due to Ghost Blood resurrection.
It seemed Yan Li knew he was targeted by Wang Xiaoqiang, so he deliberately stayed outside to prevent other Ghost Wielders from harming his family.
Thinking of the fate of Yan Li’s family, Jiang Shan’s brows furrowed involuntarily.
Ghost Wielders were mostly short-lived, with hardly any days left to live,
“Misfortune doesn’t extend to family” was the consensus in the Ghost Wielder circle, but Wang Yue’s behavior was undoubtedly disgusting.
After putting away the box, Jiang Shan glanced at the time and drove toward Yan Li’s home.
After he and Yan Li had agreed back then, Yan Li had told him his family’s detailed address.
When he sent Chen Yue and her daughter over at noon today, Yan Li’s wife and child were still fine.
Although he didn’t know how Wang Yue found out Yan Li’s family address, Jiang Shan had to go stay there for a few days no matter what.
“Little Jiang is here. Come in and sit. You left too fast at noon. I didn’t even get to keep you for dinner. Oh right, have you eaten yet, Little Jiang?”
As soon as Jiang Shan parked the car, he saw Yan Li’s wife hurrying over, saying with a hint of reproach:
“Yan Li really, he only brought you here to eat once, and you’ve helped us so much. Now he’s off on another business trip, don’t know when he’ll be back. When he returns, sister-in-law will make a big table of dishes. You must come then.”
Hearing these words, Jiang Shan’s mood sank a bit. He knew Yan Li wouldn’t be coming back.
For his family’s safety, Yan Li hadn’t contacted his wife and kids for several days. Even if Jiang Shan wanted to save Yan Li now, he didn’t even know Yan Li’s location.
But Jiang Shan still pretended not to know and said to the enthusiastic Yan Li’s wife:
“Oh sister-in-law, Brother Yan Li is busy with work. I know that. Don’t bother cooking, sister-in-law. When I brought Chen Yue and her daughter, I’d already eaten. Oh, where’s Xiao Feng?”
Xiao Feng was Yan Li’s young son’s name. Upon entering the house, Jiang Shan noticed the little guy wasn’t there, so he asked.
“Hahaha, you mean Xiao Feng? He went out to play with that Chen Yue sister. By the way, Little Jiang, what’s your relationship with that girl exactly? I asked her mom, you know.” Yan Li’s wife laughed and answered, her face full of curiosity and gossip.
“Heh, what are you thinking, sister-in-law? Chen Yue is just my distant cousin. You really think I’m a bad guy?” Jiang Shan didn’t want to dwell on the topic, so he continued:
“Sister-in-law, something came up at my place these couple of days. I need to stay here for a few days. I’ve arranged for someone to buy groceries and such, and they’ll deliver them. I just want to eat sister-in-law’s cooking. Oh, and sister-in-law, you and Chen Yue need to help me with a little favor.”
“Why are you being so formal? You introduced such a great job to your big brother, and bought us so many things. Just stay, why bother getting someone to buy groceries?”
Yan Li’s wife looked a bit unhappy and reproached Jiang Shan.
As for why Jiang Shan arranged for groceries to be delivered to Yan Li’s home, it was because he learned on his previous visit that even though Yan Li had earned plenty of money, his wife still kept the habit of being thrifty and managing the household frugally.
For this family, what Jiang Shan felt was only simple honesty.
But in the story of the memory, except for Yan Li, his whole family died at one person’s hands—
“Ghost Rope Wang Yue”
