Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

That evening, at the police station dormitory.

Cao Mingliang, who had just arrived in Cang'er during the day and witnessed the Chongwen Temple incident, suffered from insomnia.

He turned on the lamp, took the photo Yang Ning had put in his pocket, and looked at it again and again.

The Special Administrative Region has higher authority than the police, so finding someone's information is not difficult at all.

The man in the photo is Liu Xiao, the principal of Changqing Middle School in Binhai City.

After thinking it over, Cao Mingliang sent a notice to the Binhai City police through the internal system overnight, instructing them to strengthen their investigation and surveillance of Liu Xiao in the near future.

Afterwards, Cao Mingliang involuntarily looked at the back of the photo, his gaze constantly shifting between that sentence and that smiling, grimacing face, his mind filled with Yang Ning's words—

"You were able to take on my case not because you were lucky, nor because your superiors appreciated you, but because it was my case, and no one in your department dared to take it."

Cao Mingliang was somewhat indignant. He was born with exceptionally keen senses, far exceeding those of ordinary people. He had passed extremely rigorous selection to enter the secret unit, the Super Management Bureau, expecting to rise to prominence from then on. However, he never expected that his very first case, which he was in charge of, would be so humiliated in front of him!

Cao Mingliang couldn't stand it, so he took out his phone and dialed a senior colleague's number in the bureau that very night.

"Feed? Who?"

"Senior, I am Cao Mingliang."

"Who?"

"Cao Mingliang, are you still half asleep, senior?"

"Yes, I'm confused. Stop hitting me."

Snapped!

"Beep, beep, beep—"

Cao Mingliang was stunned when he heard the busy tone on the receiver. When he called back, he found that the phone was switched off.

Cao Mingliang: "..."

What happened to the promise of special departments and mutual support among colleagues?

He doesn't even answer the phone after get off work?

Besides, special departments don't have a concept of leaving get off work!

When one senior colleague failed, Cao Mingliang replaced him with another and attacked again.

Anyway, there are plenty of senior level two officers in the Special Administration Bureau.

The call was answered quickly again this time. "Feed?"

"Hey, senior, I'm Cao Mingliang."

"..."

"senior?"

"Oh, oh! Little Cao, what's wrong? Tell me, tell me!"

"Senior, I'd like to ask, has our Supermarket Management Bureau had any contact with this Yang Ning before?"

"Yes! I've had contact with them!"

Why did you make contact? What was the outcome?

"I'm sorry, Xiao Cao, your Level 3 Special Operations clearance doesn't allow you to know about this. Let alone your Level 3 clearance, even if I were Level 2, I wouldn't have the clearance to know about this if I hadn't personally participated in the operation back then."

Cao Mingliang hesitated and said, "Okay, Yang Ning said today that six senior colleagues in the bureau with special talents in visual perception didn't dare to take on this mission. Is that true or false?"

"It's fake! Don't worry about it!"

Cao Mingliang immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey! I knew it! How could those six seniors be afraid of him?!"

"Of course! It's not just those six who're afraid of him; in our entire company, apart from you, nobody dares to take this job!"

Cao Mingliang: "..."

"Ahem, Xiao Cao, I've said too much. You young people have so much energy. Keep up the good work, the future is yours! That's all, bye!"

"Beep, beep, beep—"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Cao Mingliang was stunned once again.

Not long after, a phone call came through. He looked down and saw it was from his mentor in the bureau, a first-level special agent and a proper Taoist practitioner!

Cao Mingliang answered the phone immediately, "Hey? Master! You called me?"

A reassuring voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mingliang, have you seen Yang Ning?"

"Master, have you figured it out?"

"Does this even need calculating? It can be deduced by extrapolating the timeline. Let me tell you a couple of things, remember them!"

Cao Mingliang immediately became excited, "Master, please speak!"

"First, not all cases can be solved."

Cao Mingliang: "???"

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

"Listen, figure it out for yourself, I have another line to say."

"You...you said it!"

"Secondly, everything must be done according to the rules. Absolutely no recklessness is allowed. This is extremely important, understand?!"

"Understood, Master. That Yang Ning?"

"I know what you want to ask. Actually, the bureau doesn't have much contact with Yang Ning, but we did have some contact with his mentor. After all, part of our job is to gather information on the movements of those 'experts'."

"His master's nickname is Old Madman. His real name is unknown and cannot be found in the system. Several times, when the local police couldn't solve a cold case, they handed it to us. We had no choice but to ask him for help. Basically, as long as he arrives at the scene, there is no case he can't solve."

Cao Mingliang listened with doubt and asked, "What about his apprentice? Does that Yang Ning have such abilities?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone. After a long while, Cao Mingliang heard his master sigh, "That Yang Ning is far more capable than his master."

"To ask his master to solve the case, you need to invite his master to the crime scene. To ask Yang Ning to solve the case, you only need to bring a lock of the victim's hair and give it to him."

"He threw a tortoise shell on the ground, and wow, he calculated everything perfectly!"

"Later on, things couldn't go on anymore because of the earthquake. The road to his village was cut off, and it seems it still hasn't been repaired. I wonder how that old madman is doing now. I miss him terribly..."

Cao Mingliang asked in confusion, "Master, I found out that Yang Ning was bought by that old madman, so what's going on?"

"First, there was no evidence at the time; second, no one has reported it to the police to this day; third, we are not the police, we are the Special Administration Bureau, Special, understand?"

Cao Mingliang sighed and said, "Alright, Master, I understand. Is there anything else you need to tell me?"

"Hmm, those two, master and apprentice, are really strange, especially Yang Ning. When you spar with him now, pay more attention to the places behind you, mirrors, windows, pools, and your feet. You might be pleasantly surprised."

"For example, right now, look out the window. Isn't there someone peering at you from there?"

Cao Mingliang: "..."

Finding his master's perverse sense of humor somewhat incomprehensible, Cao Mingliang looked up and glanced out the window—

There was indeed someone peering at him through the window, their face filled with terror.

"what!"

Cao Mingliang let out a scream. The more sensitive a person's five senses are, the more easily they are frightened by things they overlook!

Because they are too sensitive!

Outside the window, Zhang Donglei stood there, looking at Cao Mingliang inside with a terrified expression. He stammered, trying to speak but couldn't get the words out.

Upon recognizing Zhang Donglei, Cao Mingliang, furious, put down his phone and stormed out, yelling, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?!"

Zhang Donglei swallowed hard, slowly raised a phone held between two fingers of his right hand, and stammered, "Um, Captain Cao..."

"You left your phone in my car."

......

"oh!"

Cao Mingliang reached for his phone with a guilty expression, but as soon as he put the phone in his hand, his face suddenly turned deathly pale!

With a "thud," the phone fell to the ground!

Cao Mingliang turned and rushed into the dormitory, looking at the table!

The table was empty except for a photograph placed face down.

It was the same one that Yang Ning had put in his pocket earlier!

The difference is that the text on the back of the photo has changed this time—

"Newbie, this is your first lesson."

The signature still features that smiling, scarlet ghost face.

......