Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Ruan Kai probably knew what Yang Ning was going to do in Hunan.

The example of Zhu Long is still there.

Thinking of this, Ruan Kai truly felt sorry for the Dust Lake Corpse Sect.

What kind of tragic fate must one have to have all three of their disciples provoke this killer within a month?

This can only mean that we are truly destined to be together.

Ruan Kai's purpose in coming here today is also very simple.

Just like how the Special Administrative Region Administration handled the Santana Group last time, if some things are destined to be unavoidable, then try to minimize the negative impact, or...

To smear this matter with a reputation for justice.

Ruan Kai glanced at his briefcase, which was placed to the side.

Inside are records of all the crimes committed by members of the Dust Lake Corpse Sect over the past fifty years.

The reason we didn't purge them before was because the Dust Lake Corpse Sect was still useful.

After all, this sect had provided the Special Administration Bureau with talents like Zhu Long.

Now that this sect is useless, or even only brings side effects, it's time for reckoning.

Seeing that Yang Ning had started eating breakfast, Qin Hao made an excuse to get up and say goodbye. Ruan Kai saw him to the door and watched him leave.

Then, Ruan Kai sat back down at Yang Ning's desk and asked, "Young Master Yang, it must be lonely for you to go to that remote place in Xiangnan alone. How about I go with you?"

Yang Ning, who was eating a steamed bun, glanced at him and, without thinking, said, "What can you do? What are you good at?"

Ruan Kai said with a serious face, "I can buy you breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I can also book hotels for you, drive you, and deal with any unfavorable local factors, such as the local police in Hunan."

Buying food?

drive?

Yang Ning looked at the special agent from the Special Administration Bureau with a speechless expression. He pondered, "I remember that even Cao Mingliang, who was only a level three special agent, could outmaneuver Lei Ming, the local criminal investigation captain, when he arrived in Cang'er."

"And you, it seems, what level of special agent are you again?"

Ruan Kai smiled and said, "Level two!"

After finishing one steamed bun, Yang Ning picked up the second one and said, "Isn't it a bit unfair to make a Level 2 Special Agent like you do odd jobs for my subordinates?"

Ruan Kai immediately retorted, "Young Master Yang, there's no hierarchy in work!"

Yang Ning then said, "At your age, it wouldn't be too much for me to call you 'uncle,' but to expect you to serve me?!"

Ruan Kai: "Those who are accomplished are teachers, regardless of age!"

Yang Ning: "..."

Ruan Kai: "Master Yang, how's the taste of these steamed buns?"

Yang Ning nodded. "Okay, see you at the train station at 11 a.m. tomorrow."

"Alright! I'll be going now, Master Yang?"

"Um."

Ruan Kai smiled and said goodbye to Yang Ning, then jogged away.

As soon as he stepped out of the store, he let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The smile he had just shown when facing Yang Ning vanished completely at this moment.

In the convenience store across the street.

The shop manager, holding a bag of sunflower seeds, sat behind the window and watched Qin Hao emerge from Lingwa's shop across the street. He munched on the seeds and asked, "How many times has the police come knocking on your door this past month or so, little boss?"

The shop assistant, who was mopping the floor, said without looking up, "Who can remember that clearly? Ever since the young boss opened his shop, the police have come more often than we restock!"

"Um?"

The store manager was somewhat skeptical. "Isn't that an exaggeration? We restock every three to five days."

The shop assistant put down the mop, pointed to Yang Ning's small shop across the street, and said, "Manager, think carefully, about these three days?"

The store manager was shocked when he realized what had happened!

Good heavens, it seems like the police have been coming to the Lingwa shop every single day for the past three days!

On the first day, someone ran in to steal things, but he didn't come out and was eventually carried out by the police.

The next day, it seemed that some important foreign dignitaries were visiting, and the police were in charge of security.

When the big foreigner finally left, he was so frightened that he turned pale.

Today is the third day.

Thinking this, the shop manager cracked the sunflower seeds with even more gusto, "Ever since the young boss opened the shop, life has been..."

"It's getting more and more exciting!"

The day passed quickly, and night fell.

Yundu Road Pedestrian Street has once again become bustling with people.

Eight o'clock, nine o'clock, twelve o'clock.

As the night wore on, the pedestrian street gradually became less crowded.

Just then, the thin figure who had tried to enter Yang Ning's shop last night but failed, and who had been chased away by the police this morning, reappeared.

He stood in the dark corner next to the convenience store, looking at the small shop across the busy street, his eyes full of stubbornness and determination.

After carefully looking around and making sure that the person from earlier that morning was not nearby, the boy quickly ran towards Yang Ning's shop.

This time, he pushed open the shop door and ran straight in without hesitation.

However, just like yesterday, Yang Ning was already asleep at this time.

In the candlelight, the boy looked up, revealing a face with bruises on the corner of his mouth.

He looked down at the carpet in front of him, stopped, and asked the sleeping Yang Ning from a distance, "Um, hello?"

The only response he received was Yang Ning's even breathing.

The boy wanted to step forward, but looking at the seemingly expensive carpet in front of him, he didn't know where to begin.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned and ran out.

When he returned, the boy was carrying two plastic bags.

He walked up to the carpet, put plastic bags over his shoes, stepped onto them, and walked all the way to the desk.

"Um, hello? I'd like to buy a spirit doll from you."

Yang Ning was still sleeping and didn't respond to him.

A conflicted look appeared on the boy's face. He walked to the side, intending to go around the desk to get to the front, when suddenly— *crash*—

The quiet little shop seemed to echo with the sound of pages turning.

At the same time, the boy felt a slight tightening around his neck, as if an invisible hand was gripping his neck.

This situation made the boy feel uncomfortable. He took a few steps back, and the strange feeling on his body disappeared immediately.

Back at his desk, the boy, disregarding whether Yang Ning could hear him or not, said to himself, "Um, boss, I... I want to buy a doll! One..."

"one......"

The boy's face showed extreme inner turmoil. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "A doll that can kill!"

"I want to buy a doll that can kill people!"

"I want him dead! I want to kill him!"

The boy became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his voice growing louder and louder, until suddenly—

Snapped!

The boy covered his face in shock, his eyes filled with fear.

Just now, it seemed like someone slapped him out of nowhere.

This slap silenced the previously excited boy.

He sat at Yang Ning's desk, staring blankly at the few candlelights in front of him for a long time.

Finally, he said, "Perhaps he didn't deserve to die, but..."

As the boy spoke, he lowered his head, then raised it again after a moment and asked the sleeping Yang Ning, "Boss, then I won't hire the murderous doll anymore."

"Can I hire a doll that can earn money? I don't need much money, fifty thousand will be enough!"

As the boy spoke, he turned to look at the stack of suitcases in the corner of the shop.

After what happened last night, he knew that each of those boxes was full of money.

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