I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 705 - 270: This is Professionalism, Build a Wicker (5k)

Wen Yan kept reading downward, and then discovered that the temporary ability, after all that refreshing, finally came up.

"Temporary Ability: None."

Wen Yan stared at the word "none" for a long while.

A guy who could keep jumping through flesh puppets, controlling distances, even stretching as far as a thousand kilometers away.

With his current power, did he really not need any temporary ability to deal with this?

"The person controlling this doll is already gone." Tong Si reminded him from the side.

Wen Yan nodded and re-examined the doll in front of him, visually judging the workmanship to be excellent.

Then he reached out, pinched it—the doll's arm, and could feel the underlying skeleton inside; even the clothes it wore, the tags were all Class A.

He took out his phone and scanned them—the clothes weren't cheap goods either.

Looking again at the manual, Wen Yan pondered for a moment, then made a call to Zhang Qihui.

"Hey, Qihui, still not awake?"

"Ah, Brother Wen, what's up?"

"I have something I want to consult you about, is it convenient for a video call?"

"Sure."

He restarted the video call, Wen Yan filming the doll.

"Can you tell anything about this doll, like where it was made, who made it?"

"Brother Wen, show me a full view first, then get some close-ups."

Other things, maybe Zhang Qihui would say he didn't know much, but this—he knew all too well.

For matters related to Spirit Soldiers, he had researched a ton of information, traveled all over Divine Land.

In the end, he found out that the material that fit his requirements turned out to be for making dolls.

Moreover, there were tons of types of materials, with a big research budget every year; high-end materials were even used in the medical beauty industry.

Zhang Qihui sat up in bed, carefully watching the video.

"Brother Wen, this shouldn't be mass-produced goods.

You can see the maker put real effort into it; the details are superb.

The materials might not be the top tier, but among mass-produced dolls, this texture should already count as high-quality.

The price can't be cheap—finished, it would go for at least twenty thousand or more.

Hard to be sure from video, I'd have to see it in person.

Are you busy, Brother Wen?"

"Not busy."

"If you're not busy, Brother Wen, I'll send you an address—can you come over?

It's just at my place, and you can pick out a set of eyes yourself.

I'll take a look at this doll myself too."

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

After hanging up, looking at the address Zhang Qihui had sent, Wen Yan was silent for a moment.

Nanwu County?

Does Nanwu County actually have a major factory that specializes in this?

He didn't rush to leave. He glanced back at the detention center and called Feng Yao, explaining what had just happened.

Earlier, maybe the case wasn't related to the Scorching Sun Department, but now, someone had dared to reach into the detention center to silence witnesses—this was exactly the sort of case for the Scorching Sun Department to take over.

Once Wen Yan finished explaining, Feng Yao's voice became serious.

"Okay, I understand. Whoever was so bold as to attack our people in Nanwu County—according to protocol, our Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department has every reason to intervene. Don't worry about it anymore—before dark, that person will show up in Nanwu County, definitely won't die. Don't worry."

"..."

Wen Yan opened his mouth, thinking, didn't I just say it was that guy being forced to commit suicide?

Forget it, Feng Yao has a point.

Honestly, Wen Yan had little faith in the strength of the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department.

They had the numbers, but only at the ground level; anyone with real strength, there were even fewer than in other commanderies.

It was no comparison to Nanwu County.

Nanwu County had plenty of martial arts schools—even without the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, there were still famous mountains and Taoist temples; plus, with Tuoba Martial God holding down the fort, they had top-tier power—what they lacked was only the middle tier.

Central Plains County, meanwhile, was sorely lacking from the middle all the way to the top.

There was Mount Laojun, yeah, but it only had a handful of people, really not much of a presence at all.

Rumor has it, lately, the Central Plains Scorching Sun Department has been desperately trying to poach Niu Zhiqiang from Haidai County for Central Plains County.

Since the second stage of the Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Central Plains County's population was huge—and as a former capital for a dozen dynasties, it was naturally full of ghosts.

Niu Zhiqiang, that Ox-Head, was a natural when it came to dealing with ghosts.

Even if they couldn't recruit him formally, they'd load him down with case after case, just to keep him working in Central Plains County.

Wen Yan glanced again at the doll, picked it up, and left with Feng Wei and Tong Si.

Before leaving, he gave the detention center one last look and didn't intervene further.

As for Luo Liang, the crucial information he could reveal should all be said by now. The rest—he wasn't able to leak.

Getting around a contract to leak information isn't that simple—not with Luo Liang's abilities, anyway.

The guy was practically dying already—let's see how high a price the people behind him are willing to pay for the clean-up.

Wen Yan left quickly and decisively, as if he hadn't learned anything important, focused entirely on catching that Doll Master.

In reality, he'd already started pulling surveillance, using set conditions, to track down the target.

With the permission Feng Yao granted, he got a chunk of computational power, using it to assist in sifting through the enormous data.

Setting a time parameter, then narrowing to a region, describing the characteristics.

Photo after photo rapidly appeared on Wen Yan's phone, as he used the AI to help weed through them.