Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 42 "You are the weakest doll I have ever seen"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck Fuck!!!"

In the secret room, Rango put his hand that had just held the thing on his clothes and wiped it hard. He no longer cared whether his cursing would wake up others.

Now he just wants to pull out old Kane and give him a good beating.

How the hell can you pick up this thing?!
And that Lady Caroline too, you call this a gem?!

There is radiation!
This family is so radiant!
This was much more terrifying than what he had previously thought, that it might be a gift from the devil or a treasure from hell.

"No, we can't stay here any longer."

Looking around at the oil painting jewels, Rango couldn't help but hold his breath.

They have been with the fist-sized piece of plutonium-239 for at least decades. Although he is not a physics expert, he knows that the energy generated by those radioactive metals can change the elements of surrounding objects and produce radioactive substances.

These things must be sold as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he rushed out of the secret room without hesitation.

He always feels like staying here for one more second means he will live ten years less.

Back in the corridor, the piece of plutonium-239 emitted a faint blue light in the dim corner, which was particularly dazzling.

Rango thought about it, then found a mop and pushed the thing back into the secret room.

If there is a suitable method of containing it in the future, taking this thing away might be helpful to me.

Then again, this does explain why so many strange things happen in this villa.

And the butler's deformed little hand was most likely caused by nuclear radiation.

This guy is really lucky. He has stayed in the villa for so many years and is not dead.

In the kitchen, Rango rubbed his hands carefully with soap. Although soap bubbles would not help much against radiation, all he needed now was a little psychological comfort.

Fortunately, he threw it away after just a few seconds of contact, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

After adjusting his state, Rango went straight to the villa cellar.

According to the original film's plot, Kane's lover, a female ghost, is hiding underneath there.

In the cellar at this time.

In a room filled with surveillance cameras, Professor Ou was staring at the screen in front of him, frowning: "Where did that Rango go?"

"How come he disappeared after turning a corner, and then reappeared in the picture a few minutes later?"

Upon hearing this, the disabled scientist named Wai Tou pushed his wheelchair over to take a look. After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "Is there a possibility that he couldn't find a bathroom, so he found a remote corner to solve the problem?"

"Well, we can't rule out this possibility."

Professor Ou nodded in sudden realization, then said unhappily, "If I had known this guy was so popular, I shouldn't have agreed to let him join."

"Did you see Sheila's expression during dinner? Believe it or not, if no one was around, the two of them would have started fighting right there at the table!"

"Fuck, he stole the girl I liked!"

On the side, after hearing his complaints, he tilted his head and glanced cautiously at this guy who was as lustful as Kane, the owner of the manor.

I heard that he used his position in school to threaten and bribe dozens of female college students. Now it seems that the number will only increase, not decrease.

He coughed lightly and brought the matter back to the point.

"Professor, I must solemnly remind you that just within the past half hour, my equipment detected that the spiritual energy in the entire villa has far exceeded the safety limit."

He tilted his head and pointed at the device on the table that looked like a "Dragon Ball Radar". Several light spots on it were jumping wildly.

"The ghosts in the house will only become more and more violent if we continue like this. I strongly request that this experiment be terminated!"

However, the professor was unmoved and rejected his request unhappily, "Do you think we are playing house? Stop the experiment? I tell you, I have the final say on when to stop!"

"Think about it," the professor said, resting his hand on the man's shoulder, with a beguiling look on his face. "If we can prove that ghosts really exist in the world, it will be a great achievement!"

"I can win the Nobel Prize directly, and you, my friend, will have the exclusive right to receive the $2,000 research fund provided by the school as a reward!"

"Are you willing to just give up like that?"

After hearing his words, Waitou seemed to be energized. Just as he was about to express his loyalty, Rango's voice suddenly interrupted him at the door.

"Wait, wait." Rango pushed the door open, holding a skull with chattering teeth in his hand, and looked at the two men with a complicated expression.

He pointed at Professor Ou and asked, "So you can win the Nobel Prize, but Waitou can only get a research grant, and it's only two thousand dollars?"

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The atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward. The professor was shocked and asked, "How did you find this place? And what is that thing in your hand?!"

"The cellar door is open, it would be strange if we can't find it. As for this."

Rango glanced at the skull in his hand, whose teeth were chattering with fear.

He had just dealt with this guy when he entered the cellar. He was a skeleton who was not only slow in movement but also had no special abilities.

Rango casually broke and crushed all the bones of this thing except the head, and saw that it only provided a little system progress.

I was too lazy to kill him and decided to take the head home as a souvenir.

"It's just a little skeleton, no big deal."

He then moved closer to the crooked head and instructed him, "Use your instrument to show me where the other ghosts in the villa are hiding."

"Huh? Oh!"

He tilted his head and looked blankly at the skull in Rango's hand, then immediately adjusted the instrument and reported the locations of all the remaining ghosts in the villa.

Rango nodded in thanks, and just as he was about to leave, his eyes were attracted by a pistol that looked like a toy gun on the table.

"This is a pistol I developed to deal with spirits. It can fire energy bombs that can cause damage to spirits." Waitou explained directly when he saw this.

"Really? That sounds good."

Rango nodded, then put it on his waist and threw the skull in his hand onto the table.

"Take care of your heads, or I'll break your legs!"

After saying that, Rango put on brass knuckles and rushed into the depths of the cellar according to the location that Waitou had just given.

Inside the room, he tilted his head and secretly glanced at Professor Ou who was standing next to him, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately, my leg was broken.
It is worth mentioning that the cellar under the villa is very large.

Rango walked around in circles for a long time but still couldn't find the grocery room where the ghost of his mistress was hiding.

The cellar was very dark at this time. He held a flashlight and vigilantly stuck to the wall, exploring carefully.

Soon after, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a locked room at the end.

He was really worried that if he arrived too late, this guy would slip away early.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his palm.

This is the system giving him a warning.

A look of vigilance appeared in Rango's eyes, but he continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

When he turned a corner, a dark shadow appeared behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a transparent plastic bag suddenly fell from the sky, like an airtight net, instantly wrapping his head tightly!

As the plastic bag shrinks, a sense of suffocation and crisis comes over me!

"Hahaha~"

In the darkness, the clown doll that I had seen in the corridor before was tightly holding the plastic bag in its hand and laughing crazily.

It seemed as if she had anticipated that the man in front of her would suffocate to death soon.

However, in the next second, Rango easily tore open the bag covering his face with his hands.

He turned his head speechlessly and looked at the confused clown.

“Seriously???”

"Plastic bag? You want to kill me with this?"

He held a plastic bag in his hand that broke easily and started to mock:
"You're the weakest murder doll I've ever seen!"

(End of this chapter)