Offering flowers before the Buddha

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..."
A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

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Mysterious Revival

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Ping'an Hotel below, Wan Delu had already prepared the car.


As Yang Jian and he were walking down the stairs, they encountered Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and Huang Ziya, who appeared to be answering questions from some headquarters staff, apparently investigating something.


"Yang Jian, didn't you go to the headquarters for a meeting? Why are you back so soon, and where are you headed now?" Zhang Lei greeted.


"Just going out for a meal, what's up with you guys gathering here? Is there something going on?" Yang Jian walked over and asked at the same time.


Wang Jiang said, "There is something rather unusual; we heard that Zhang Hui died. That's why someone from headquarters just came over to inquire about it, to see if they can pick up any clues."


Yang Jian thought for a moment and asked, "Who is he?"


Chapter 508 The Death of Zhang Hui