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Mysterious Revival

"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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Chapter 413 Liu Xiaoyu

Yang Jian had just stepped out of the airport into the lobby when a special receptionist was already waiting there for him.

For his type of unique individual, headquarters naturally arranged dedicated personnel services with quite high standards, including special hotel accommodations, dedicated car transfers, and even dedicated drivers and accompanying staff for outings.

Of course, good treatment is one aspect, but another is not wanting ghost whisperers to have incidents in J City.

Such people all have certain defects and cannot be speculated upon with normal human thinking. If left unmanaged now that they are gathering in J City, who knows what trouble might ensue.

Following a staff member out of the airport, a vehicle with a special plate number was already waiting.

"The driver will take you to the hotel to rest, and someone else will be in charge of receiving you later, please rest assured," said the accompanying staff member with a smile.