Mysterious resurgence

"Mr. Yang, it seems we are lucky. This is a very famous hot spring hotel. I believe Mr. Yang will not die. The only pity is that the owner seems to be missing. It seems that no one will come to entertain us."

The group of people arrived at the hotel to rest and adjust.

Nagasawa smiled and introduced the situation of this hotel, seeming to be very familiar with the situation here.

Yang Jian glanced at this time: "That Mei Dao was not in a good state before. She seems to have a mental problem."

"Probably crazy."

Nagasawa said: "Ms. Mijima has sensed too many ghosts at once, and her mental and endurance capacity has reached the limit. Although she is safe now, the trauma does not seem to be so easy to repair. She is really an unlucky and pitiful woman. , even though we have reached the last step, we still can’t hold on.”

He also glanced behind him.

That Keiko has been comforting Mijima, but the woman named Mijima is holding her head with one hand, her expression is frightened, her pupils are dilated, and she is mumbling to herself. She doesn’t know what she is talking about. It seems that she is in a very bad state. In a short period of time, There is no way to regain her sanity, which means she will not be able to participate in the next action.

"Ordinary people are still a little too fragile." Yang Jian shook his head slightly and said nothing more.

He didn't accuse, just sighed.

In fact, this beautiful island was in a safe state from beginning to end. Even when he came into contact with the old man in the end, he was not attacked. In the end, his mental state could not hold on. He could not blame other people but himself. Too fragile.

"Take her to the hotel and settle down and ignore her."

Yang Jian said: "Keiko, call President Mishima and ask Nagasawa to tell him the situation. Tell President Mishima that my action has not been successful for the time being and that I need a next plan, and this will take some time."

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will communicate well with President Mishima." Nagasawa said.

Yang Jian nodded, and without saying much, he walked into the hotel with Ghost Boy and his luggage bag.

He is not in the mood to pay attention to these trivial matters now. As for whether President Mishima will be disappointed when he hears the news of the failure of the operation, Yang Jian doesn't care. He has his own method and style of doing things.

A man came to a secluded hot spring area.

Yang Jian smelled the rotting corpse smell on his body and decided to wash up first.

The ghost boy cannot enter the hot spring. There is corpse water on it. Once it enters, the hot spring becomes a dead spring. It is estimated that it will not be able to continue to be used in the future, so the ghost boy is asked to keep an eye on it nearby to prevent possible supernatural events.

The warm spring water could not dispel the coldness on Yang Jian's body.

His face was still pale, revealing an unhealthy complexion. At first glance, he looked like a young pretty boy.

Although most of Yang Jian's body was soaked in water, he was holding a golden box in his hand. This box was obtained from the knocker. It is suspected to contain the secret of supernatural recovery, but the box is not as heavy as expected. , but it still has some weight. After shaking it, I couldn’t hear any echo, and I didn’t know what was inside.

In addition, the material of the box is not pure gold, it is just an ordinary wooden box painted with a layer of gold paint. Although the gold paint is very thin, it is sealed tightly, leaving no gaps.

This means that the box has not been taken out since the day it was put into the knocker's pocket.

The secret has been kept intact.

The curiosity in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and Yang Jian decided to open it and take a look. After all, he came all the way here just for this thing.

Without any hesitation.

Yang Jian directly opened the box painted with gold paint with his ghost hands. Although he was a little bold and impulsive, he was very vigilant. If something went wrong, he would immediately activate the ghost realm to isolate all supernatural dangers.

But it turned out that I was too preoccupied.

After the wooden box was opened, everything was calm and nothing strange happened.

"What is this? Where is the secret I want?" Yang Jian suddenly frowned. He took out an old wooden board from it. The wooden board had been a little rotten for a long time. The material was similar to the ghosts he had come into contact with. The coffin is similar.

Although it looked a little weird, he didn't feel anything unusual on the board.

It feels like it was randomly ripped off somewhere.

"There's writing on the board."

Yang Jian turned over to the other side and found that someone had used nails to carve out several numbers on the wooden board: 114, 22, 30, 30.

These are just the numbers, they have no connection, and the carvings are distorted, as if they were deliberately spaced out in between.

"Would you like to play riddles for me?" Yang Jian thought for a moment and his face darkened.

What he dislikes the most is this kind of decryption. Why not just release the information honestly? If he has to do it like this, he is not a master of decryption, and there are only a few clues to decrypt the secrets from a hundred years ago. No, even Wang Xiaoming would probably be confused.

If you want to guess the correct information, you have to have something for reference.

"The knocker's information must be very important. There must be a reason why he deliberately left this broken board and the numbers on it. It may also be to prevent the information he left behind from being too easily obtained by others, so he left more information behind. Either he was worried, or he was anxious when he left the message, and he didn't have time to make too many preparations, so he could only give it a try."

Yang Jian pondered for a while, but in the end he really couldn't think of a reason.

He was very disappointed and even a little angry.

Just like the previous owner of the ghost closet, he clearly used the ghost closet and knew all the information patterns of the ghost closet, but he didn't say anything about it. He insisted on leaving any warnings. It was a big mystery.

"But when I think of the ghost cupboard and the ghost mirror, I'm a little bit confused. The things left behind by those people during the Republic of China before they disappeared will test the ability and character of the later users. What was their mentality when they left these things? It’s very contradictory, I don’t want these things to be exposed to the world, but I don’t want these things to be completely buried.”

"So they will deliberately give you some reminders, letting you know half of it and explore half of it. It is an invisible test. If the old man thought like this before he died, this number will be a test for me."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

Put yourself in another person's shoes, if you were that old man, how would you be able to test others and keep things at the same time if you knew the big secret?

"who?"

Suddenly, at this moment, Yang Jian felt something approaching, and immediately retracted all his thoughts and shouted.

"Yes, it's me, Huizi. I'm here to help Mr. Yang wipe his back." Huizi came over. She held a bath towel in front of her, her face was red, and she walked over cautiously.

Yang Jian said: "No need, your duty is to translate. I don't have anything to do with you right now. You can go and rest by yourself. Even if there is any action next, it will have nothing to do with you. Nagasawa is more suitable to be a translator than you."

"Please don't say that, Mr. Yang. I work very hard, so please let me continue to take care of Mr. Yang, because this is Keiko's only value." Keiko said very seriously and persistently.

"Did President Mishima give you a death order?"

Yang Jian asked: "I can ask Mishima to cancel the order. You, an ordinary person, don't have to get involved in this kind of thing. After all, nothing is more important than surviving."

He didn't dislike Keiko as a person, so he gave her a way out.

Keiko shook her head and said: "No, this is Keiko's own choice now, and it has nothing to do with President Mishima's order, because I also want to repay Mr. Yang for taking care of me."

Yang Jian frowned, he couldn't understand what Keiko was thinking.

In other words, this woman's ideas are a bit strange. After all, they are foreign people's ideas, so it is normal to be a little unable to adapt.

In fact, it is normal for Yang Jian not to understand.

In the supernatural society, great emphasis is placed on superiority and inferiority, as well as personal honor and disgrace. Keiko was sent by Mishima to take care of Yang Jian and be responsible for translating. If he was returned like this, it would be difficult for Keiko to hold his head high in the supernatural society in the future. And you will be scolded for the rest of your life.

"It's up to you. I have something to do now. Just soak in the hot spring by yourself and don't disturb me." Yang Jian said.

Keiko responded and walked into the hot spring quietly.

Yang Jian glanced at it, his expression was very calm. It was impossible for him to be interested in this woman in his current state, but Keiko did have a very good figure. President Mishima wasted money this time. In order to please himself, he would not Leave some room to spare.

Keiko felt Yang Jian's gaze, blushed slightly and smiled, as if she didn't care.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and continued to think about the secret of the row of numbers in front of him.

But under the current conditions, after thinking about it, there is still no way to crack this clue. I can only find a way to write down the numbers, and then go back and think about countermeasures, and let all the teammates in Dachang City think about it and brainstorm.

"Did Mr. Yang encounter some difficulty? Maybe Keizi can help a little bit." At this time, Keizi brushed away the water and leaned over with a slight blush.

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

Yang Jian coldly refused: "Also, you'd better stay away from me. This is for your safety."

Keiko nodded, but she still glanced at the board that Yang Jian was about to put away. She seemed to see the row of numbers, but she didn't read them all, and then said, "Is that number bothering Mr. Yang?"

"You have too many things on your mind. You forgot what you just said. I don't want to be the second person to know what happened just now. If you reveal it, I will kill you directly." Yang Jian warned.

"Please don't worry, Mr. Yang. Keiko will definitely keep it secret. Please trust Keiko's integrity."

Yang Jian didn't say anything, just put the box away and put it in the luggage belt.

But Keiko seemed to be thinking about those numbers, and then said a little uncertainly: "Mr. Yang, I was worried that the number just now should be an address. Keiko didn't read it all and didn't know the exact location of the address."

"address?"

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly: "Why do you have such a conjecture? What is the connection between numbers and addresses?"

"It's latitude and longitude. That number should be a coordinate, which can accurately determine a location." Keiko said. She had knowledge in this area, so she felt that the number was somewhat familiar.

"coordinate?"

Yang Jian felt a chill in his heart. Although he was not sure, he felt that Keizi's guess was probably right.

This is a coordinate address.

Directly recording the address will cause deviations, such as a certain street or a certain building, because the house and road will change, but the coordinates will never change, so the accuracy of coordinate positioning is very high. In addition, this positioning method has been around for a long time. The old man died half a year ago, so it must be reasonable to learn this method of coordinate positioning.

"It's too obvious to carry a secret with you. It would be safer to leave a coordinate address and then hide the secret somewhere. This must be the case."

Yang Jian suddenly cheered up and said immediately: "I need a mobile phone that can input coordinates and position."

"The phone is outside with the clothes. I'll go get it for Mr. Yang."

Keiko said, she walked out of the hot spring directly, holding a bath towel to cover her body, obviously not minding Yang Jian's gaze.

"What a bold woman." Yang Jian commented.

Soon, Keiko brought the mobile phone, she knelt down next to Yang Jian and handed the mobile phone over: "Nagasawa has just reported this incident to President Mishima, I almost forgot to inform you, Mr. Yang. "

Yang Jian didn't say anything, just checked the phone and turned on the positioning function.

He entered the numbers on the wooden boards according to his previous memory.

next moment.

The screen on the phone flickered, and a location appeared in front of me.

Yang Jian didn't know the location, but the nearby city was marked. It was near Dahan City.

"It's indeed the location." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and stared at the phone, as if he wanted to remember the address in his mind.

If he guessed correctly, it must be the place where the old man lived before his death, or it might be a very important place, otherwise it would not be recorded deliberately.

"Near Dahan City? It's not far from Dachang City, and I also found some clues about Dahan City before coming to Kobe City. There has never been a supernatural event in that place. Even today, where supernatural events are frequent, there has been no such thing. Odds, it’s not survivorship bias, it’s there for a reason.”

"The old man died there, and the address he left pointed there. It seems that there is some big secret hidden in that Han city."

Yang Jian thought in his heart.

This is not random speculation, but there is a series of evidence.

"Your role is greater than I thought. I can actually tell at a glance that this is a coordinate." After retracting his thoughts, Yang Jian rarely praised Keiko.

If she hadn't figured it out, this number would have taken several days or even ten days to guess.

Keiko immediately laughed and rolled her eyes: "Great, I'm very happy to be able to help Mr. Yang."

"Then let me rub your back, Mr. Yang."

"No need." Yang Jian still refused bluntly.

"Why? I will be very gentle and will not let you down, Mr. Yang." Keiko asked doubtfully.

Yang Jian said: "There is no reason. As I said before, your mission for today is over. You can rest or take a bath. It's up to you. I'm done. I'm going to think about the next action. This time The matter is not over yet, I am taking a short break just to adjust to my condition.