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1190 Im Not Afraid!

 Phelps snorted coldly. "Bullsh*t! Divine powers, Dharmic powers, whatever. It's nothing but a hoax from the Chinese. Send Kuis! That monk can't be that godly!"

Half an hour later, in the police station, a burly man appeared before the doll.

The bald man had a scar on his face, and he was wearing a ferocious expression. He gripped the metal bars with both hands and roared. "Kid, let's cut the nonsense! Tell me what I want to know, and I'll help you out. Otherwise, you'll die here."

The doll sitting in front of him lifted its head slightly and smiled at him in a gentle way. "You shouldn't have grabbed the bars."

"What do you mean?" Kuis asked.

At that moment, the ceiling suddenly cracked, and a broken electric wire landed on the metal bars!

The next moment...

"Ahhhh! Boohoo! Uhhh..."

The unique fragrance of meat wafted again.

At that moment, a leg reached out and landed on Kuis's body. As Kuis flew out, his body convulsed, and his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

The doll sat down again and shook its head. "What an unlucky child. If I weren't here, he would have been electrocuted to death."

Not long after, a burly man was sent to the hospital by the police amidst sirens.

Phelps said, "What? Kuis was electrocuted? The ceiling cracked for no reason? Suspected to be the result of years of disrepair? Why don't you tell me it was Thor?"

"Mr. Phelps, the experts have taken a look. It really was a result of wear and tear. Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was... a divine power."

"Say divine power one more time and you're fired!" Phelps slammed down the phone.

Hanging up the phone wasn't a solution; hence, he picked up the phone and said, "Ron, you go!"

Ron was the unlucky kid who had reported the situation twice. The moment he heard that, he became anxious and said tearfully, "Boss, I'm loyal to you."

"That's why I'm asking you to go! If you do well, you'll be promoted and get a raise!" Phelps said.

Ron said, "Boss, that I don't need. Er, can you equip me with a medical team?"

"I'll also give you a funeral procession! No more rubbish. There are still bullets, do you want them or not?" Furious, Phelps decided to fire Ron if he failed him this time.

Not long after, Ron, who was covered in protective gear including a steel helmet, appeared outside the small room. He tried his best to maintain his calm as he asked, "Abbot Fangzheng, you should know the current situation, so I won't say much. As long as you step forward and speak up, our company's leukemia medicine will be developed. We guarantee that you can leave immediately after that. Of course, if you are willing to share your medical knowledge with us, we are also willing to provide you sufficient remuneration. When the time comes, you don't have to continue being a monk and suffer. You can just renounce asceticism and do whatever you would like to do. Isn't that nice?"

The doll nodded. "You're right. I think it's not a bad suggestion."

"So you are agreeing?" Ron asked excitedly.

The doll said, "Of course I have no problems with it. The problem is, how does my agreement change anything?"

"What do you mean?" Ron didn't understand what the doll meant.

At this moment, the guard standing at the side suddenly exclaimed. "Who is it?"

At the same time, the guard drew his pistol and disengaged the safety. Then he moved the pistol, and there was a bang-but the pistol had misfired...

Ron looked down at the gunshot in his stomach and said with a sobbing tone, "I knew it! There's no way to escape it! Doctor!"

Soon enough, Ron was sent to the hospital.

Phelps looked at the report in his hand and threw all the reports onto the table with a smack. Then, he chased everyone out of the room, sat on a chair, and pulled at his hair. He suddenly realized that this was too bizarre, even though it was all a coincidence from the standpoint of the eyewitnesses or the cameras. Once or twice was still fine, but to have it happen three times made him suspicious.

This was definitely not a coincidence. Even if the first time was a coincidence, there was no way there could be such consecutive coincidences!

He really wanted to meet Fangzheng and figure out what was going on. However, when he thought of how his three subordinates were down for inexplicable reasons, he felt apprehensive and eventually gave up. Instead, he decided to wait and leave Fangzheng hanging for a while. Since he couldn't come to an agreement, he would let loneliness torture the monk.

But before he could do anything, he got a phone call from the police station. "Mr. Phelps, things aren't looking good!"

"What's wrong?" Phelps had a bad premonition.

"The police station had a power outage."

"What has this got to do with me?" Phelps really wanted to beat the person to death.

"The problem is that the power hasn't been restored, and the water supply has been cut. Now, people have started falling sick one after another. The ceiling exploded, and the computer monitors cracked; even the toilet bowls exploded! The police station is in a mess now. What I'm trying to say is, can you change the monk's location first?" the other party said with a sobbing tone.

Hearing this, Phelps felt his scalp go numb. Change locations? This was a freaking jinx. Where could he put him?

Phelps said, "Dear brother, you can contact the other police stations and send that monk over."

"I've tried, but no one wants him. The news has already spread. Everyone knows that he's a monk with divine powers. Who would dare lock him up? Why don't you take him away yourself?"

"I..." As Phelps was about to flare up, another phone rang. He turned it on speaker mode and heard a beautiful lady at the front desk downstairs say, "Mr. Phelps, a monk by the name of Fangzheng wants to meet you."

Phelps was instantly stunned. He hurriedly asked the police, "Are you sure the monk is still with you?"

"Yes. I'm watching him through the surveillance cameras. No one dares to approach him now. It's too creepy."

Phelps quickly turned on his own surveillance camera. Indeed, in the camera, there was a white-robed, clean-looking man. He was smiling at the camera! His white pearly teeth seemed to glow, but the light turned Phelps's entire body cold.

Phelps gulped and said, "That monk is here. Quickly send the police over! If anything should happen to me, he's definitely the culprit!"

The other party was stunned when he heard that. However, he immediately said, "Got it, Boss!"

The person on the other side of the line was actually Phelps's younger brother!

Phelps adjusted his collar, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to see just how capable you are. I'm not afraid."

And then, clamping up his throat, he said in a different voice, "I'm afraid Mr. Phelps isn't available. Please ask him to wait patiently if it's important."