Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

There's one aspect of the whole affair that Li Bai doesn't understand.

Why did the Special Administration Bureau arrest Chung Man?

Even if, under pressure from Yang Ning, the Special Administration Bureau confirmed that Zhong Wen had been killed, and Li Bai was not involved, it was understandable. But why would they help Yang Ning bring Zhong Wen back?

When did the Special Administration Bureau become Yang Ning's private institution?

Li Bai didn't understand, he really didn't understand.

He wondered how things would have turned out if it were Cao Mingliang in his place.

It's likely that Brother Cao first fearlessly expressed his determination to uphold justice to Yang Ning, then personally went to arrest Zhong Wen, attempting to bring him to justice, only to be thoroughly humiliated by Yang Ning.

Thinking of this, Li Bai smiled to himself, a smile tinged with admiration for Cao Mingliang.

Admittedly, he didn't dare to openly oppose Yang Ning like Cao Mingliang did, but he also didn't want the Special Administration Bureau to become Yang Ning's private institution.

So, after calming down for a while, Li Bai dialed Chaoge Xue's number and asked the question that had been bothering him.

Upon hearing Li Bai's question, Chaoge Xue remained silent for a moment before asking, "Great poet, do you know who this Yuhan is?"

"I know, he's the Buddha's disciple of the Heavenly Phenomena," Li Bai blurted out.

As he spoke, Li Bai recalled how Yu Han had appeared in Yang Ning's shop.

Although he was a Buddhist disciple, when facing Yang Ning, he didn't seem to be much stronger than himself.

Don't they look trembling and scared to death?

Even the holy monk of that celestial phenomenon was actually just like that?

At that moment, Chaoge Xue on the other end of the phone said, "It's His Highness the Buddha."

In this sentence, Chaoge Xue emphasized the words "Your Highness".

Hearing Chaoge Xue's tone of voice, Li Bai felt a chill run down his spine!

He knew where the problem lay!

The problem is that I'm in contact with Yang Ning every day, but what's Yang Ning's temper like?

He doesn't respect Buddhist disciples, holy monks, or even the Heavenly King himself, let alone ordinary people!

He only saw Yuhan and Tula trembling in front of Yang Ning, but forgot—

Oh, Your Highness, in the celestial realm you are second only to a few and above ten thousand!

In this day and age, what is the title "Your Highness"?

The Holy Monk Natula was even more powerful. He was second only to the Buddha Prince and above tens of thousands of others. The Holy Monk was one of those "people" above the Buddha Prince.

Li Bai didn't feel anything when he was standing next to Yang Ning.

Now that he had left Yang Ning's small shop of just over 100 square meters, he realized just how distinguished those two people who had been trembling in front of Yang Ning, just like him, were!

And what about yourself?

A lowly Level 2 Special Agent of the Special Administration Bureau...

Li Bai suddenly admired his own courage.

But why wasn't I scared at all back then?

On the spot, Li Bai seemed to realize something, and he looked once again at Yang Ning's shop across the street from the parking lot!

Connecting this to the time Yang Ning lent him his sword, and the inexplicable things he often blurted out when facing the Santa Group's Lorin group at the Golden Eagle Hotel, Li Bai realized—

Good heavens, Yang Ning has secretly used me again?!

Just as Li Bai was panicking, Chao Gexue on the other end of the phone continued, "A dignified Buddhist disciple of the Celestial Phenomenon Sect is telling us that his friend has been kidnapped, and the airport surveillance footage confirms that this is indeed the case."

"Besides, they came directly to our Special Administration Bureau. Great poet, tell me, logically and morally, shouldn't we help them find the person?"

Li Bai nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes, yes, yes? No, no, if this matter has nothing to do with that person, why not just hand it over to the police or the regular special agents below?"

On the phone: "Yes, you said it yourself, if this had nothing to do with the kind-hearted young chef at Lingwa Shop... if, but alas, there are no ifs."

Li Bai remained silent.

Chaoge Xue noticed the unusual tone in Li Bai's words and asked, "What's wrong with you? I heard you just chopped up the Heavenly Elephant Saint Monk's chair in front of that person?"

Li Bai: "Yes."

"Giggle!"

Chaoge Xue laughed and said, "Awesome, great poet! Even a Level 2 Special Agent like us dares to be so presumptuous in front of someone else's holy monk?"

Li Bai: "I've also been wondering, why am I so brave?"

Chaoge Xue: "Because someone gave you confidence and assurance. You know, in front of that person, Tula wouldn't dare to do anything to you."

Li Bai: "......"

The silence between the two lasted a while this time.

Finally, Chaoge Xue said, "Alright, come back now. Hold another meeting for me this afternoon, and we'll head to Haixi tonight."

"receive."

......

After everyone left, Yang Ning's shop returned to quiet.

At the same time, the takeout that the kids ordered for Yang Ning also arrived.

It was already evening when Yang Ning finally ate his first meal of the day: braised pork intestines and trotters noodles.

Looking at the pieces of fatty intestines in the bowl, Yang Ning fell silent.

He turned to look at the kids around him and asked, "Who ordered this?"

None of the little devils spoke, but they all turned to look at Sun Da Pang.

Sun Dapang stuffed his large intestine back into his stomach, shook his head, and said, "It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!"

Yang Ning's expression changed slightly. He knew that after the "Pupu" incident, Sun Dapang no longer dared to be too presumptuous in front of him.

Then he knew who ordered this bowl of "pork intestine and pig's trotter noodles".

The focus isn't on the intestines, but on the pig's trotters.

With her hands completely red, Honghong walked up to Yang Ning and asked with a puzzled look, "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

"It seems like hands taste pretty good?"

Yang Ning smiled, rubbed his red head, and nodded, saying, "Mmm, delicious."

After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks, stirred the noodles in the bowl, and began to eat them in large bites.

The first thing we ate was the pig's trotters, which we enjoyed immensely.

The little devils on the side watched, each one of them looking as if they had eaten as well, with comfortable expressions on their faces.

Honghong was smiling very happily.

......

Suzhou-Huzhou High-Speed ​​Railway Station.

It only takes half an hour by high-speed rail from Shanghai to Suzhou and Huzhou.

At this moment, Zhong Wen, with a bruised and swollen face, looked at the bowl of Suzhou-style pig's trotter noodles in front of him with disgust.

Across from him, a middle-aged man in a gray-blue long gown and sunglasses was eating with great relish.

Seeing that Zhong Wen hadn't touched his chopsticks, the middle-aged man chuckled as he chewed his noodles and said, "Oh, Mr. Zhong, you're down on your luck, yet you're still so particular?"

Zhong Wen glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said with a complicated expression, "Um, thank you for saving me. Don't worry about the money, you won't be shortchanged."

The middle-aged man smiled, revealing a large, gleaming gold tooth. "Mr. Zhong, you're too kind!"

"A mere few celestial bodyguards are nothing to me, Shi!"

Zhong Wen asked meaningfully, "Then do you know who the boss of those Celestial Bodyguards is?"

The middle-aged man picked up a piece of pig's trotter from his bowl, munching on it as he said, "I know! Mr. Zhong, since I dared to save you, I must have investigated everything thoroughly!"

"Isn't he just a Buddhist disciple of the Celestial Phenomenon? He's not some holy monk of the Celestial Phenomenon!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhong. I, Shi, am not afraid of the Buddha's disciple from the Celestial Phenomenon!"

Zhong Wen smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay, okay!"

"Master Shi, then I entrust my life, Zhong Wen, to you?"

"Leave it to me!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the pig's trotters in Zhong Wen's bowl and said greedily, "Mr. Zhong, aren't you going to eat these pig's trotters?"

Zhong Wen pushed the pig's trotter noodles in front of the middle-aged man and said, "You can have all the pig's trotters, I'll just eat the noodles."

"Why, why?"

"It's nothing, I just don't like the food."

"I see! Haha! Mr. Zhong is used to eating delicacies and isn't used to this simple pig's trotters?"

"Hehe, eat up."

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