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

"Who are you?"

Cao Kun opened the glass door of the store and asked the young policewoman standing outside.

The policewoman looked to be in her early twenties, and she was quite good-looking, especially her figure.

Even when wearing a police uniform, his chest is still bulging.

The policewoman glanced at Cao Kun, then looked past him and behind her: "Is Master Cao here?"

Cao Kun: "You mean my father? He passed away three months ago."

"Huh?" The policewoman was taken aback. "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing," Cao Kun asked. "What do you want with him?"

The policewoman didn't answer. After looking Cao Kun up and down a few times, she said, "You're his son, so you must know how to perform exorcism rituals, right? Come on, come with me."

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Cao Kun.

"Wait a minute, I'm packing some things."

Cao Kun hurriedly packed some things into his bag and got into the police car parked at the door with the policewoman.

In the car, the policewoman introduced herself as Laura.

This reminded Cao Kun of the female lead in Tomb Raider, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to a certain spot. [Are all girls named Laura this big?]

When the car arrived at the 17th Precinct, Cao Kun understood why Laura had called him there.

It turns out that two guys were fighting in the temporary detention cell of the 17th Precinct, and one of them died on the spot.

The person who died was of Chinese descent.

Originally, the bureau didn't take it seriously and reported it as an accident.

Anyway, the facts and evidence are clear, so we just need to follow the procedures.

As a result, strange things suddenly happened at the bureau the very next day.

The murderer strangled himself to death.

That wasn't the end of it; after the murderer's death, even more strange things happened within the department.

First, the temperature inside the station hadn't changed, but everyone felt cold.

The lights flickered on and off, and some doors and drawers kept opening or closing by themselves.

Sometimes blood would flow out of the faucet.

Some of the organized documents suddenly flew out and scattered all over the ground.

A policeman went to the toilet, but the door was locked tight and he couldn't open it no matter what he did, which almost scared him to death.

This series of strange events also alerted the people in the department that something was amiss.

They hired an exorcist to handle it, but after the exorcist's attempts, it was completely useless, and he himself was scared away.

They had no choice but to continue searching for other exorcists.

At this moment, Lauren thought of her predecessor's father.

According to her, a few months ago, when she was taking the police exam, she asked her father from her previous life to perform a blessing ceremony, and as a result, she actually passed the exam.

Therefore, she trusted her father from her previous life more.

Unexpectedly, the father of the original body had already passed away, so he had no choice but to bring Cao Kun in to save the day.

[I doubt that the blessing ceremony is what determines whether you can pass the police exam.]

Cao Kun shook his head secretly.

Anyway, he didn't believe that his father had any real skills.

If the father in his previous life had truly been capable, he would never have allowed others to call him a Celestial Master.

The title "Celestial Master" cannot be used indiscriminately.

Cao Kun is currently only a first-rank Human Master. Above the Human Master is the Earth Master, and above the Earth Master is the Celestial Master.

The difference is immeasurable.

Furthermore, he examined all the items sold in the shop, and none of them were genuine; they were just handicrafts.

After all, what can you expect from selling a lucky cat as a religious artifact?

Laura parked the car and took Cao Kun into the police station.

As soon as I entered, I saw a short-haired male police officer and a middle-aged white man wearing a priest's robe.

Upon seeing Cao Kun and Laura, the two men turned their gazes to them.

The short-haired policeman, who appeared to be in his late twenties, glanced over Laura's face and chest before turning to Cao Kun: "Lola, is this the Chinese exorcist you hired?"

"Yes, Gallia." Laura nodded. "However, in China, they don't call them exorcists, they call them celestial masters."

There is no corresponding English word for "Celestial Master," so Laura could only pronounce the Chinese syllables awkwardly.

Gallia shook his head and curled his lip: "What kind of Taoist masters? That Chinese stuff is all a lie. Only you would believe them."

As he spoke, he pointed to the white-robed priest next to him: "This is Master Scott, he is the real exorcist."

The white man in the priest's robe, known as Scott, looked to be almost 50 years old. He was tall and stout, and even the oversized priest's robe couldn't hide his large belly.

He puffed out his belly and said to Laura, "Madam, I have met many so-called Chinese exorcists. God is my witness, they are all frauds."

However, they at least presented themselves as exorcists.

The person next to you is so unprofessional. So young, dressed so casually, they can't even lie properly.

Gallia looked at Cao Kun with disdain: "Lola, don't waste time, let him go."

Laura turned and glanced at Cao Kun, then turned back and said firmly, "I believe he is an excellent exorcist, no, a celestial master."

Cao Kun was somewhat surprised.

This Laura actually believed in herself so much.

Although Scott was annoying, he was right about one thing: he certainly didn't look like an exorcist.

He felt that if their positions were reversed, he might also doubt himself.

As it turned out, Laura was absolutely convinced of her own abilities.

"Hmph!" Gallia snorted in dissatisfaction. "Lola, you'll get a scolding from the sheriff just wait. Master Scott, let's go."

After the two had walked a distance, Cao Kun asked Laura, "Do you trust me that much?"

Laura shook her head: "No, I'm just embarrassed."

Cao Kun: "..."

Laura asked Cao Kun, "You're a real celestial master, aren't you?"

"I never claimed to be a Celestial Master," Cao Kun said. "You dragged me here without any explanation."

Laura panicked a little: "What should we do?"

Cao Kun: "Let's wait and see."

Laura sighed. "That's all we can do. I hope the sheriff will be gentle when he scolds me later."

Laura led Cao Kun to the temporary detention room.

The white male police officer and Master Scott had already arrived.

At this moment, Master Scott was setting up his exorcism ritual.

Seeing Cao Kun and Laura approach, he turned back to Laura and said, "Madam, you seem to be having some bad luck lately. If you want to change your luck, you can come find me after the ceremony."

His gaze was fixed on Laura, completely ignoring Cao Kun as if he didn't exist.

Laura was somewhat tempted, but her strong-willed nature prevented her from immediately agreeing: "I'll consider it."

Master Scott smiled and continued setting up the ceremony.

Cao Kun looked at the detention cell in front of him; it was now empty.

However, Cao Kun could sense an unpleasant lingering aura inside.

Even standing here, you can feel a chill in the air.

Cao Kun knew that it was yin energy, caused by the long-term presence of evil spirits.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the 17th precinct.

"How is it?" A tall, middle-aged police officer with a thick beard walked over.

"Sheriff Ford," Gallia hurried over, "Master Scott is making arrangements; the exorcism ritual will begin soon."

Sheriff Ford nodded, then looked at Cao Kun: "And this is?"

Laura forced a smile and said, "This is Master Cao, the exorcist I invited. If Master Scott fails, I'll ask him to set up the Chinese ritual."

"How could Master Scott possibly fail?" Gallia raised his voice.

Laura: "I mean, if we fail, at least we'll be prepared."

Sheriff Ford: "I agree with Laura's proposal."

The sheriff spoke, and Gallia was speechless.

At that moment, Scott opened the door to the detention cell and went inside.

Gallia exclaimed, "Look, the exorcism ritual has begun!"

Scott held a cup in his left hand, which contained what he called holy water.

He flicked holy water onto the wall with his right hand while chanting scriptures.

The special sense of ritual makes this place seem like a church, giving people a sense of security.

At first it was fine, but suddenly, Scott's body flew backward and crashed into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

The cup in his hand fell to the ground, spilling holy water everywhere.

Everyone present turned pale.