Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

"What the hell?!"

"Father and daughter?! Are you sure?! This is outrageous! I've decided to offer incense to my family's Buddha!"

"Oh my god, this...this...this...this scared me to death!!"

"These three news items gave me the chills of daytime!"

"This father and daughter have really messed with someone ruthless!"

"I think I saw a comment yesterday saying that the man's whole family was wiped out, this..."

"I've always said that some things are very strange. You may not believe it, but they definitely exist."

"Were these two ghosts? Why did they both die such gruesome deaths?"

"Cang'er City in Yunnan Province and Zhongzhou City in Central Plains Province are more than a thousand miles apart, this..."

"Is an evil spirit at work?!"

"A mere trick! Behold my mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

"Amitabha Buddha, authentic Buddhist blessed jade amulets, fifty yuan a set, free shipping if you order now!"

"Amitabha Buddha, authentic Taoist blessed peach wood charms, sixty yuan a set, free shipping if you order now!"

"No, Master, if you're selling items from two different companies, shouldn't you at least use a different account?"

"Damn, I forgot..."

The press conference for the Cang'er City Police Department has just concluded.

Lei Ming stared silently at the news on his phone about the "white-clad swordswoman" from Zhongzhou last night.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Donglei comforted him, saying, "Captain Lei, we've done all we can. Let the Zhongzhou police handle the rest."

"And what about our side?"

Lei Ming sighed, "Old Zhang, I stayed at the team's all night last night, checking all the evidence, and honestly, I haven't found a single clue..."

Zhang Donglei scratched his head and said, "Captain Lei, there are plenty of unsolved cases out there. Don't be fooled by the commotion online these past few days; in a couple of months, I guarantee there won't be a sound!"

"Old Zhang, today you should talk to the Zhongzhou police and exchange information."

After saying that, Lei Ming shook his head, turned around, and left. Zhang Donglei asked from behind, "Where are you going?"

"The evidence room!"

Zhang Donglei shook his head helplessly and muttered to himself, "Let me emphasize again, I feel it would be more reliable to find a monk or Taoist priest to handle this matter."

......

Zhongzhou, Criminal Investigation Department Office.

Originally, the case of Zhang Wen, the "white-clad knife-wielding woman," should not have been handled by the Criminal Investigation Department. However, due to the bizarre nature of the entire incident and the pressure from online public opinion, the case was transferred.

Since starting work this morning, Chen Tao, the criminal investigation team leader, has watched several surveillance cameras on Yundu Road three or four times last night.

Beside him were the two police officers who responded to the call on Yundu Road last night and key personnel from the criminal investigation department.

A slightly older police officer analyzed, "Actually, without the current online public opinion and the related cases in Cang'er City, Zhang Wen's case could have been classified as suicide!"

"First, the surveillance footage was not falsified. Second, Zhang Wen had no prior record of mental illness, and the forensic doctor did not find any suspicious substances in Zhang Wen's blood, proving that she did not actively or passively take any psychotropic drugs."

A policewoman standing nearby frowned and said, "But she had absolutely no motive to commit suicide. She was mentally healthy, and she was extremely wealthy. She owned two villas and five shops, all over 100 square meters, one of which was on Yundu Road. She was practically a golden goose!"

Chen Tao, the criminal investigation team leader who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up and asked, "Have you found out Zhang Wen's source of income?"

A police officer standing nearby said, "We've found out. Most of Zhang Wen's money came from two sources, all from stolen accounts. One of these sources has been confirmed to be her father, Zhang Hui, who also got into trouble yesterday."

"The other one is still unclear and is under investigation."

"Has the knife Zhang Wen used been found?"

"The local police station has practically turned Yundu Road upside down, but they haven't found any trace of it yet."

Just then, a police officer ran in from outside the office. "Captain Chen! The police in Cang'er City called and said they have some information to share with us!"

"good!"

Half an hour later, after ending the call with Zhang Donglei, Yang Ning's personal identification file appeared in front of Chen Tao and his colleagues.

A group of criminal investigation officers all had furrowed brows and serious expressions in their eyes.

"This is just too unbelievable..."

"He abducted forty-seven children and was stabbed forty-six times?"

"That means it was cut into forty-seven pieces."

"Fifteen children died among those trafficked, so Zhang Hui's entire family of fifteen from four households is also gone?"

"My God, all four household registration books are clean!"

"To be precise, there should be five household registration books, with Zhang Wen having her own household registration."

"In that case, Yang Ning is indeed the most suspicious! He was in Cang'er during the day, when Zhang Hui from Cang'er had his accident, and he was in Zhongzhou at night, when Zhang Wen from Zhongzhou had her accident!"

"But Zhang Hui was on a plane when he had his accident, and Zhang Wen committed suicide, so..."

Even a group of seasoned criminal investigators couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines when faced with such a bizarre case!

The one-inch photo of Yang Ning on the personal file placed in front of everyone looked increasingly strange to them!

Chen Tao, who was usually taciturn, carefully looked through Yang Ning's file and said to the two police officers who had responded to the call on Yundu Road the night before, "Let's go and check out Yang Ning's shop."

"yes!"

......

No. 24 Yundu Road, 10:00 AM.

Yang Ning opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling above him, pondering a very philosophical question—

Should I get up now for breakfast, or wait a while before getting up for lunch?

After thinking for a long time without coming up with a satisfactory answer, Yang Ning became somewhat frustrated.

So he changed to a more comfortable lying position, turned to his side, and decided to think about it seriously.

But then he felt that his pillow was not very comfortable. He got up and looked down and found that he was resting on a pale little body without a head, wearing a white nightgown.

Yang Ning: "..."

He asked irritably, "Chen Yamei, where did you put your head again?"

A childish voice came from Yang Ning's arms: "I'm being held by you."

Yang Ning looked down and, sure enough, a round, pale little head was being held tightly in his arms.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Ning straightened Ya Mei's small body and pressed her head up, then decided to get up and have breakfast.

He went to the bathroom, and looking at his refined and handsome self in the mirror, he suddenly turned ferocious, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, and roared, "Get out!"

Then, Yang Ning crawled out of the mirror frame, revealing a bald little boy. He made a face at Yang Ning, stuck out his tongue, and jumped away, disappearing from sight.

"water."

Yang Ning uttered a single word, and a small male ghost with a fist-sized blood hole in his chest turned on the tap for him and reached out to test the water temperature.

He bent down. "Wash your face."

A little female ghost, her body covered in black and red cracks and as if glued together, took water from the tap and washed Yang Ning's face with gentle and earnest movements.

Yang Ning: "No need to be so gentle, you can use a bit more force."

The girl, covered in cracks, smiled and said, "No, I can't bear to."

Next, "toothpaste".

"brush teeth."

"Wash your hair."

"toilet."

"Paper."

"Flush it."

Yang Ning was washing up and doing chores by herself, while a group of tiny male and female ghosts jumped around and helped her.

When he came out of the bathroom, a little female ghost with a delicate face covered with twisted knife scars came over and handed him a clean shirt and pants.

A group of kids helped Yang Ning get dressed.

After changing his clothes, the little male ghost Sun Dapang, whose belly had been ripped open, squatted on the ground. The little female ghost with delicate features and a scar on her face stepped on Sun Dapang's shoulders to put on Yang Ning's gold-rimmed glasses, then gave him a simple haircut, and cleaned away the dirt that hadn't been washed off his face bit by bit.

Yang Ning said helplessly, "I'm a man, I don't need to be so meticulous. A little bit of eye boogers is no big deal."

The scarred little ghost girl blinked and said, "Others can be less refined, but you can't."

While clutching his stomach where his intestines were constantly spilling out, Sun Dapang looked up and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Beibei is right!"

Yang Ning rolled her eyes and said to the scarred little ghost girl, "That fatso is peeking under your skirt again."

The scarred little ghost girl raised her tiny fist and shouted angrily, "I'll rip his guts out in a minute!"

Sun Dapang below looked aggrieved: "We couldn't watch it when we were alive, and now that we're ghosts, we still can't watch it?!"

After everything was finished, the little male ghost who jumped out of the mirror first, holding Yang Ning's handbag, squatted on Yang Ning's shoulder and gradually disappeared. The handbag in his hand remained as steady as if it were fixed on Yang Ning's shoulder.

Opening the shop door and letting the sunlight stream in, Yang Ning sat behind the floor-to-ceiling desk, took out her phone and placed it on the table, saying, "I want something light today."

So, a dozen kids surrounded Yang Ning's phone and started fiddling with the food delivery app.

"Chengcheng said he wanted something light..."

"This! Spicy Sichuan-style spicy blood curd!"

"This is delicious! It's like sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili sauce!"

"Braised pork belly, braised pork belly!"

"Soup first thing in the morning? Lamb offal and lamb penis soup!"

"I still think braised pork intestines are the best!"

"Spicy lamb trotters, please?"

Just as the kids were discussing amongst themselves, a police car pulled up in the Yundu Road parking lot.

Chen Tao led the male and female police officers who had responded to the call the previous night out of the car and headed straight for Yang Ning's small shop.

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