Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

"My God! Did you guys see the news?!"

"Zombies have appeared in both the Central Plains and Jiangzuo!"

"The scariest one was the guy who died on the highway while holding that little bronze figure..."

"My family is from Longmen, Los Angeles. All I can say is that something happened here a few days ago."

"Is the spiritual energy about to revive?!"

"A resurgence of spiritual energy is fine, but a strange resurgence is worrying!"

Because of the headlines in the past two days, all sorts of speculations are flying around the internet.

But soon, just like the previous Cang'er Forty-Six Knives, the White-Clad Knife Woman of Zhongzhou, and the Airport Murder Case, the hype gradually faded away.

By that afternoon, those news items about "zombies" had disappeared from the trending topics.

Liangcheng, Songyuan Police Station, interrogation room.

"Name?"

"Yang Ning".

"Profession?"

"Spirit Summoner".

"..."

Before the officer could ask again, Yang Ning explained, "It's about selling spirit dolls, similar to things like the God of Wealth or Buddha amulets."

The officer's furrowed brows relaxed, and he continued, "Four college students reported to the police that you took them to Song Garden to see a dead body last night. Is that true? There's no dead body in Song Garden."

Yang Ning never expected that those four college students would be so lacking in martial ethics!

I kindly took them to see the dead and the ghost market, and they ended up setting me on fire?!

After thinking for a moment, Yang Ning felt that this matter might need to be covered up, so he said, "There is a haunted house in Song Garden."

Upon hearing this answer, the two officers in the interrogation room immediately wore expressions of "I knew it."

One of the officers immediately pressed, "So, you used the dead bodies from the haunted house to scare those college students?"

"Did anyone steal any valuables or props from the haunted house?"

Yang Ning pursed her lips: "I wouldn't even take it if it were given to me for free."

Police officer: "You just need to answer yes or no."

"no."

After reviewing the possible offenses Yang Ning might have committed, the officer said, "This matter could be a big deal or a small deal. The outcome depends entirely on your attitude. You're not allowed to use fake dead bodies to scare people anymore, understand? That's wrong."

Yang Ning blinked, raised his hand, and said confidently, "I promise! I will never use fake dead people to scare them again!"

The officer was very satisfied with Yang Ning's attitude. "That's more like it! Tell me, putting up a fake dead person in the middle of the night to scare people, how tasteless is that?"

Yang Ning nodded in agreement: "Yeah, that's pretty tasteless."

Seeing that Yang Ning was handsome and obedient, the police officer liked him too.

Having seen many criminals in daily life, the police officer didn't make things difficult for this young man who was just a bit mischievous but hadn't committed any serious crimes. He immediately packed up his things, stood up, and said, "Okay, remember this lesson. Write a guarantee, and then you can leave."

The two officers who had been questioning him then left temporarily.

Shortly afterward, when one of the officers returned to the interrogation room, Yang Ning's guarantee had already been written.

Looking at the crooked, illegible handwriting, which even included a lot of pinyin, the officer hesitated for two seconds before pondering, "How come your handwriting looks like a dog's scribbles?"

"You...you even have pinyin? Young man, that attitude won't do!"

As he spoke, the officer suddenly felt a cold wind rise around him.

Yang Ning turned and stared at the empty area next to the police officer before replying, "I was kidnapped and sold to the mountains when I was less than five years old. I can read because of what I did all along... cough, cough!"

"It's all thanks to my usual hard work and self-discipline."

"As for writing, I'm sorry, I've tried my best."

"After all, someone like me, even with all my might, has only just reached the starting point of what my peers are at."

Yang Ning was deliberately trying to gain sympathy; he was simply too lazy to write it himself and had Shiwen write it for him.

His world is vastly different from that of ordinary people.

He doesn't need to study like an ordinary person to learn what he wants.

The so-called hard work and self-discipline are real, but they are not the decisive factors.

Effort and self-discipline can only make people stronger, but they cannot make them invincible.

Upon hearing Yang Ning's words, "I've only just reached the starting point of my peers after giving it my all," the police officer's expression changed instantly. He remembered that when he checked Yang Ning's information, he couldn't find any information about his parents, only a guardian surnamed Zhou.

Now the police officers seemed to understand why Yang Ning had used a fake dead body to scare those college students.

After all, they were in the same age group. While others were still in school, he had already started working as a so-called "spirit medium" to make a living.

This more emotional officer even envisioned a scene in his mind: Yang Ning carrying a bag of inferior spirit dolls on his shoulder, walking the streets and alleys, asking everyone he met, "Hello? Would you like to acquire a spirit doll to make a good connection?"

As a result, he was waved away as if he were being shooed away like a fly.

I finally managed to send away a spirit child, and I only earned ten yuan.

They gave it to me only because they were extremely unwilling.

Thinking of this, the officer silently put away Yang Ning's guarantee and said slowly, "Sorry! There's nothing wrong with this guarantee. Come on, I'll see you out!"

After saying that, he asked, "Have you eaten? Do you have any money on you? Or should I order some for you?"

Yang Ning nodded and said, "We really don't have much money left, you see..."

Without saying a word, the officer took out his phone. "Here, my wife just gave me two hundred dollars for spending money this morning. I also have some savings of my own. Besides, you can eat at our cafeteria—"

As he spoke, the police officer suddenly sensed something was wrong and stared at Yang Ning's clothes.

Looking again at Yang Ning's face, which seemed to have been meticulously styled by a professional makeup artist, he felt that things were not as simple as he had thought.

"Well, forget it, how could I possibly take your money?"

At this moment, Yang Ning laughed, patted the police officer's hand, and turned to walk out.

Outside the interrogation room, Chen Tao was so angry his nose almost twisted!

As soon as Yang Ning came out, he said sarcastically, "Not much money left?"

"You want to ask our officers for money?"

"Master Yang, Immortal Yang! Your shamelessness surpasses your entire skill by a hundred million times!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Yang Ning laughed and said, "Just kidding, just kidding..."

Chen Tao gestured for the officer to leave and then said to him, "Comrade, we're just people who earn a few thousand dollars a month, so let's not sympathize with people who can easily make millions on a single deal."

"Several, several million?!"

On the spot, the police officer's expression gradually became extremely interesting!

After he left, Chen Tao looked at Yang Ning and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't be able to swallow this!"

"I'll pull out a dead body for that officer to see, right in front of him!"

"What do you mean by 'faking death'? Who are you looking down on?"

"Using fake dead people to scare them? Ha!"

It's clear that Chen Tao is very resentful right now.

He continued, "I, Yang Ning, can not only kill the living, but also bring the dead back to life!"

"Even if it's a thousand-year-old dried corpse, I can drag him out and throw him into the street to kneel down!"

"Is this what you did, Master Yang?! This is the mess you made!"

"Ahem, um..."

Yang Ning cleared his throat and said, "Captain Chen, you mustn't be talking nonsense!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, you might be transferred to a lower-level county as a team leader."

Chen Tao: "..."

"Um, when are you leaving? I texted you before but you didn't reply, I was really worried about you..."

"Let's go grab a couple of drinks outside, it's on me!"

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