While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

"Lola, come inside with me first and subdue them."

Sheriff Ford gave a shout, and he and Laura drew their sidearms and entered Lawrence's shop.

Soon, Sheriff Ford's voice rang out from inside: "Hands behind your head, kneel down."

"What are you doing? I didn't do anything."

"I'll say it again, put your hands behind your head and kneel on the ground."

Cao Kun stood at the door and saw that Lawrence had stopped resisting and obediently knelt on the ground.

Cao Kun was a little disappointed; this guy was quite clever, and he didn't continue to resist.

Cao Kun had thought that Sheriff Ford and Laura would give him an American-style iaido experience.

Moreover, nothing happened to this guy last night either.

"Lola, watch him."

Before the matter was clarified, Sheriff Ford did not handcuff Lawrence. After having Laura keep an eye on him, he came out again.

After nodding to Cao Kun, he stepped into the Wenxin Hall.

Soon, he saw the dead Maguire.

Frowning, he walked further in and saw two more corpses.

However, the gruesome sight of the dead shocked even him.

Especially Trey, whose head was pierced by a beer bottle, had no idea how the other party had done it.

As they walked out of the Questioning Hall, Sheriff Ford said to Cao Kun, "It's not one corpse, it's three."

Cao Kun exclaimed in surprise, "So many?"

Sheriff Ford: "You're saying your store was robbed?"

"That's right." Cao Kun recounted what had happened yesterday: "Then, I went to the hotel and only came here this morning."

"I just arrived and saw Lawrence rush out from inside."

Sheriff Ford: "We'll take him back for questioning, but if he's not the killer, there's not much we can do."

He said it was your father who owed him money. Although there was no written agreement, it was just an economic dispute, and we had no jurisdiction over it.

If you want to sue him for property theft, you will need to hire a lawyer yourself.

I can introduce you if you need it.

Cao Kun nodded: "I understand."

A while later, the forensic doctor arrived and began taking photos and collecting evidence.

Before this was over, a white man in his sixties drove up.

As soon as he got out of the car, he started cursing: "Which idiot, who was raised by a dog, killed someone in my house?"

I'll f*** his whole family! Why doesn't he just die? Why doesn't he go and get f***ed by dogs?

After cursing for a while, he turned his gaze to Cao Kun: "Cao, how did you take care of my house? Three people died."

Cao Kun shrugged: "Old Neil, you'll have to ask Lawrence. If it weren't for him, this could have been avoided."

Old Neil was Cao Kun's landlord.

He was not only Cao Kun's landlord, but also Lawrence's landlord.

Both of these shops belong to him.

Old Neil's face was grim: "What exactly happened?"

Cao Kun then recounted what had happened yesterday, which made Old Neil so angry that his face turned red.

He rushed to Lawrence's door and started yelling again: "Lawrence, you piece of scum who deserves to be cursed! How dare you do such a thing? When did I agree to rent this shop to you?"

I don't remember Master Cao owing you any money.

"You dare to lay a finger on me? How come you haven't been beaten to death by a dog yet?"

Old Neil launched into a tirade, spitting everywhere, while Lawrence inside remained silent.

Old Neil came over again and said to Cao Kun, "Cao, you go and sue him for stealing your property. I'll be your witness."

Cao Kun was somewhat surprised; this old Neil seemed to be a decent person.

I don't know if she was angered by Lawrence, or if she was simply biased towards herself.

Cao Kun nodded: "If conditions permit, I will."

Old Neil looked at his shop with a pained expression.

He said to Cao Kun, "Cao, your rent is due soon. I'm here today, so just pay it to me."

Cao Kun finally understood why Old Neil had spoken up for him and was even willing to testify on his behalf; it turned out he was waiting for this.

Cao Kun said, "The rent is no problem, but now that three people have died inside, I'm a little scared and don't dare to stay here anymore."

Old Neil's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "This is what you do, what are you afraid of?"

Cao Kun: "No one says that you can't be afraid if you do this. I don't know about others, but I'm very scared. I'm going to look at other places."

Old Nie fell silent.

After thinking for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind: "Cao, I'll reduce the rent by 200 yuan per month for the rest of the time, how about that?"

Cao Kun scoffed, "200 isn't enough. Lower it to 1000, and I'll pay you a year's rent in one go."

"Impossible, 500 is my bottom line," Old Neil said firmly.

Cao Kun: "900..."

After a brief tug-of-war, Old Neil eventually agreed to reduce his monthly salary by 700.

The rent of 3500 has become 2800, and it is still payable every six months.

Old Neil's expression became even more pained, and he launched into another tirade against Lawrence.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, 2800 it is. But do you have the money?"

Cao Kun: "Once you've revised the contract, come find me."

Old Neil looked at Cao Kun in surprise, seemingly not expecting Cao Kun to say such a thing.

This is completely different from the Cao Kun he remembered.

Lawrence was taken away by the police.

Wenxintang has also been temporarily sealed off and will be reopened only after the police have collected all the evidence.

Cao Kun has been staying at the hotel for the past few days.

Cao Kun didn't care. He had stored the important things in the system space and could continue drawing talismans in the hotel.

Five days later.

The police lifted the lockdown, and Cao Kun returned to Wenxintang.

Cao Kun first looked at the shops next door.

The shop was open, which meant Lawrence had returned, and the police ruled him out as a suspect in the murder.

Upon entering the inner room of the Wenxin Hall, Cao Kun clearly found some residual ashes in the bathroom and under the sofa.

This is what remains after the power of the Soul-Guiding Talisman and the Disaster-Summoning Talisman has been exhausted.

Cao Kun was unaware of the power of these two talismans before, but he knows now.

The purpose of the soul-summoning talisman is to attract nearby spirits of the dead.

However, if you simply use a soul-summoning talisman, the spirits attracted will not be distinguished as good or evil.

If you add the idea of ​​attracting misfortune or good fortune, then what you attract will surely be evil spirits.

So, those three black men died tragically.

Lawrence escaped unscathed, though.

However, there's still a long way to go, so there's no rush.

Cao Kun tidied up the shop and the items on the shelves, preparing for the opening.

Previously, there weren't many genuine items in the shop, and they couldn't sell anything.

Even if he sold it, it would only damage his own reputation, so he never opened the shop.

But now, he has a large number of talismans, so he can put them up for sale.

Cao Kun cleared all the counterfeit goods off the shelves, leaving only some paper money.

This thing shouldn't be distinguishable between real and fake.

Then, some talismans were placed on top.

These are all good talismans, such as talismans for calming the mind, talismans for curing illness, and talismans for protecting the body.

Cao Kun also put a price on it: $10 per piece.

Wenxintang, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly reopened, immediately attracting the attention of surrounding shop owners.

Some people remarked that Cao Kun had finally started to mature.

Some people felt relieved for Lao Cao.

Some people even advised Cao Kun to do a good job.

However, when they saw those small pieces of paper on the shelf, each priced at $10, their eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you out of your mind to sell this for 10 yuan apiece?"

It was Lawrence who said this.

After he got out, he didn't dare to mention the debt again. Now he finally found an opportunity to mock Cao Kun.

"What a waste! I don't think your shop will last more than a few days before it goes out of business."

Lawrence was not well-liked on this street.

But this time, no one refuted him; instead, they thought he made sense.

They all shook their heads, feeling sorry for Lao Cao.

Just then, a black Mercedes-Benz S400 drove up and stopped in front of the Wenxin Hall.

The tall driver got out from the driver's seat first, then went around to the other side, opened the rear door, and greeted a young woman with an exaggerated figure and a beautiful face.

She looked up at the sign and smiled: "This is it, Wenxin Hall."