Chapter 102: Not Only Breaking the Law, but Also Making Arrests

After asking Song Zhong to keep the photo safe, I took him and Xu Nan to say our goodbyes first.

Just as we were leaving, I suddenly stopped and glanced at Xu Nan. “Aunt Xu, sometimes the way you express your love might need to change. Xu Yiling is an independent individual, and perhaps she cannot accept the way you show your affection right now.”

I smiled wryly at Xu Nan. “Aunt Xu, everyone is independent. Maybe she doesn’t want to do the things you plan for her or think she should do. Like I said before, communication is very important. She’s already an adult and has the right to choose her own way of life.”

“Enough, enough,” I said, feeling a little embarrassed as I waved my hand. “Well, Aunt Xu, sorry about this. Xu Yiling is fine now, but her body is still weak. For the next seven days, make sure to give her plenty of nourishing food. After seven days, when she can get out of bed, I’ll have Song Zhong come by to collect payment.”

I don’t know if Xu Nan really took my words to heart, but the things I said seemed to upset her a bit. Understandable, I suppose. I’m just an eighteen-year-old kid, while she’s a seasoned professor who has educated more people than I’ve ever eaten meals.

“Jiang Huai, are you saying that once we take these photos away, Xu Yiling will be truly safe?” Song Zhong asked, confused.

I shook my head immediately. “Of course not. After nightfall, the creatures in these photos will come looking for Xu Yiling again. When that happens, she will surely die.”

As soon as I finished speaking, Song Zhong stopped in his tracks. “Then why are we leaving? Xu Yiling is still in danger!”

I smiled bitterly. “Coach, can you wait for me to finish before you jump to conclusions?”

I took the photos from Song Zhong and explained to him.

The creatures in the photos use the essence of semen as a guide. As long as we erase Xu Yiling’s name from the photo before nightfall, then drip someone else’s semen onto it, the creatures will come for the new owner of the essence.

Song Zhong nodded, half understanding. Then he asked, “Whose blood should we use?”

I grinned and pointed a finger at Song Zhong. “Don’t worry. Trust yourself.”

“Alright!”

Personally, I felt Song Zhong was even better suited for this line of work than I was. He truly loved this field, and his awareness was far beyond mine.

Back at the shop, I placed the photo on the tea table and began wiping it repeatedly with a cloth soaked in mugwort water.

Gradually, the place where Xu Yiling’s name had been carved on the photo became exceptionally clean.

Then I found a needle and handed it to Song Zhong. “Coach, it’s your turn.”

Song Zhong’s face was resolute and determined. He nodded at me, pricked his finger, and squeezed out a large drop of fresh blood onto the photo.

Quickly, the semen—visible to the naked eye—began to merge rapidly into the photo.

When the blood completely vanished, I saw the wooden tag under the paper umbrella in the photo was inscribed with Song Zhong’s name in bold characters!

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