Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Someone slammed their fist on the table:

"So what if he's an Onmyoji?"

"If you dare to cause trouble in Xia Kingdom, don't even think about going back!"

An investigator immediately echoed:

"Forbidden items? As if nobody doesn't have them!"

Team leader, go and request a forbidden item!

Let me take the first hit from the forbidden artifact!

The forbidden items in the archives are all dangerous.

Even though some patterns of use for forbidden items have been discovered, investigators who can use these items are still constantly in danger of dying.

The investigators weren't afraid at all.

Everyone in the Anomaly Management Bureau is a carefully selected group of tough, unyielding men, neither male nor female, and none of them are cowards.

Especially after hearing that the other party was from Dongying, everyone wanted to be the first to manipulate the forbidden object and the first to be harmed by it.

Seeing the crowd's high spirits, Liu Wei also smiled:

"I have already applied for permission to use forbidden items."

Don't worry, the higher-ups are taking this matter very seriously.

The higher-ups actually hope we can take the Onmyoji back to the research institute to be dissected.

The only problem is, where do I find an Onmyoji?

This time, the opponent is different from before; it is an intelligent supernatural being.

If he tries to hide, we might not be able to capture him alive before he leaves the South China Sea.

Everyone fell silent, their minds racing as they searched for solutions.

Liu Wei's eyes darted around the crowd, then he suddenly spoke:

"Hey? Where did Li Mingyue go?"

Only then did everyone realize that one person had been missing from the meeting room.

The female investigator who spoke earlier said:

"Mingyue has taken leave and gone out."

The female investigator, named Yang Shayan, was one of only two women in the group and naturally became Li Mingyue's mentor.

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Liu Wei's eyes:

"Whom did you ask for leave from? Did you act first and then inform them?"

Yang Shayan smiled but didn't say anything.

Liu Wei's eyes showed even more dissatisfaction.

So you ran out first and then told Yang Shayan, right?

Who doesn't know that Yang Shayan is famously easy to talk to?

They'll definitely cover for Li Mingyue right now.

Liu Wei never liked Li Mingyue.

Everyone present was either an elite member of the military, a top student from a law enforcement university, or a law enforcement officer with a distinguished record.

Li Mingyue is nothing more than a pretty face in the flight attendant major.

Being admitted to the Criminal Investigation Department of the South China Sea Bureau is already an exceptional admission.

Who would have thought that a young girl who hadn't even completed her criminal investigation internship would be personally recruited into Cao Ye's investigation team?

Liu Wei snorted coldly:

"No organization, no discipline! We're all in a meeting, what is she doing?!"

Just then, Yang Shayan's phone rang; it was Li Mingyue calling.

She said with a smile:

"You're still young, don't take it so seriously. Just gradually integrate into our group."

She called, so you're not allowed to be sarcastic or sarcastic.

Although Yang Shayan is only a regular investigator, she is very experienced and was once Liu Wei's mentor.

Liu Wei said helplessly:

"Okay, then spoil her, Sister Yan."

"Have her bring us some late-night snacks, and we'll call it even."

This was meant to give Yang Shayan a way out.

Yang Shayan answered the phone with a smile:

"Mingyue, the team leader is hungry. Could you bring him some fried noodles?"

Yang Shayan's smile suddenly vanished, her expression froze, and she said in a deep voice:

"Mingyue, is the news reliable?"

Yang Shayan stood up abruptly:

"Don't make any rash moves, we'll be there soon!"

Liu Wei blinked:

"What's wrong, Sister Yan?"

Yang Shayan said solemnly:

"We've found a clue about the Onmyoji."

North District, Xianghai Garden Residential Complex, Unit 3, Building 2.

Liu Wei's eyes widened immediately:

"Holy crap! No wonder she's Cao's handpicked female general! Awesome!"

Everyone gasped in shock.

They looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

How did Li Mingyue manage to do it?

They were just discussing where to find an Onmyoji, and they hadn't even made a clue yet.

Li Mingyue has already dug this person out?!

So, she didn't take leave to go out and have fun, but secretly did something important to scare us, right?

Liu Wei became serious:

"The incident happened so suddenly that we couldn't wait for support from the bureau."

Everyone except Sister Yan, grab your weapons and follow me!

The weapons used by the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs are not the ordinary firearms, batons, stun guns, or the like used to deal with ordinary criminals.

Those weapons were specifically designed to deal with abnormal humans, and each one was created by scientists at the Abnormal Research Institute.

Those scientists studied various subjects, including bacteriology, energy science, and weapons science.

"Yes, team leader!"

The male investigators ran downstairs in an orderly fashion.

Liu Wei said to Yang Shayan:

"Sister Yan, please make the arrangements."

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The South China Sea Public Security Bureau was instructed to seal off the Xianghai Garden residential area, and a military attaché brigade was dispatched to provide support.

If headquarters sends someone over, you'll be responsible for meeting them.

Yang Shayan nodded seriously:

"Be careful."

......

Nanhai, Xianghai Garden residential community.

"It's a ghost! It's a ghost!"

Jiang Yong's face was deathly pale. He muttered to himself as he opened the door, his hands trembling.

He saw the man in the yellow suit several times in the taxi just now!

Sometimes the man in the yellow suit would stand not far behind the car, laughing.

Sometimes you can see men in yellow suits licking ice cream on the side of the road.

As he entered the residential area, he saw the man in the yellow suit slowly following him.

Just like a ghost!

Stepping into that antique shop today felt like entering a completely unfamiliar world.

Jiang Yong locked the door and ran into the bedroom.

He stuffed all the cash, bank cards, and chips he hadn't had time to exchange into the space under the bed.

After doing all this, Jiang Yong plugged in his phone and called his ex-wife.

I called several times, but the calls were all hung up on.

"Answer it! Answer it! Answer it now!"

Jiang Yong's forehead began to sweat.

Thump, thump-thump.

A knock came at the door.

Thump, thump-thump.

It's rhythmic, one beat at a time.

The person outside is toying with me inside!

Jiang Yong stared at the doorknob in horror.

It was actually rotating.

At this moment, his ex-wife finally answered the phone:

"What do you want?! Are you ever going to stop?!"

Jiang Yong said repeatedly:

"Honey, I left you some money under the bed in the rented apartment."

You absolutely, positively must come and get it!

The door finally opened.

The man in the yellow suit walked in, his smile sinister.

"Why have you stopped running?"

Jiang Yong looked at him, his eyes twitching incessantly.

His ex-wife's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Jiang Yong, is something wrong?"

Although his ex-wife's voice sounded unfamiliar, that little bit of worry warmed Jiang Yong's heart.

For some reason, Jiang Yong was no longer afraid.

He took a deep breath, his expression becoming calm, and held the phone tightly to his ear, speaking in a relaxed tone:

"Wife, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have gambled."

I know it's too late to say anything, and I know I can't make it up to you.

I've actually been wanting to apologize to you for a while now. I was really acting like a jerk during that time.

"Can you forgive me, honey? You'll never see me again anyway."

Jiang Yong stared intently at the man in the yellow suit walking towards him, and asked cautiously and expectantly:

"Wife, could you... call me 'husband' one more time?"

After a moment of silence, his ex-wife burst into tears and cursed:

"Where were you all this time?! Where were you all this time?! Honey, what's wrong with you?!"

Tears streamed down Jiang Yong's face.

"Remember to marry a good man next time."

Jiang Yong hung up the phone, staring at the man in the yellow suit, his face contorted with rage.

"You bastard! You miss your dad, huh! Come on!"

"I'm not afraid of anything anymore!"

The man in the yellow suit raised an eyebrow, a hint of disbelief in his eyes:

"Just because you made a phone call?"

Jiang Yong clenched his fists, his face full of fighting spirit as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The man in the yellow suit suddenly clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

"Hahaha, hahaha, just because of a phone call?"

I should have let you play a little longer!

The man in the yellow suit laughed while clutching his stomach, pointing one finger at Jiang Yong's phone.

Jiang Yong paused for a moment and looked at his phone.

The phone played his ex-wife's voice:

"Honey, I forgive you, hehehe, I forgive you."

Jiang Yong was stunned.

What happened?

Jiang Yong suddenly remembered something.

He owed a lot of money, and the utility bills for his rented apartment hadn't been paid for three months.

How could a phone possibly charge?

How can a phone dial a number if it's out of power?

The man in the yellow suit finished laughing, straightened up, and a playful smile appeared on his lips:

"I am a disciple of the Onmyoji Seimei Misawa, the number one illusionist under the Seimei family."

Jiang Yong lost all his strength in an instant and collapsed to the ground.

It turns out, it was all an illusion.

The jet-black lucky star necklace fell onto the dirty floor.

The color was jet black, like ink.

Yes, I've already used up all my luck, how could I possibly get my wife's forgiveness?

Jiang Yong stared blankly as the man in the yellow suit approached.

There was no fear, no despair, only numbness.