Under One Person: God Profiler

At this moment, the young employee turned his head slightly and looked at Xia Linyuan.

If so many of us can't do it, how come he, who looks about my age, can manage?

Xia Linyuan had no time to think about such things. He squatted down, stared intently at Han Dan, and softly called out, "Han Dan?"

Han Dan hugged the pink bag tightly, and when he heard Xia Linyuan's voice, he hugged it even tighter and shrank back a little.

Xia Linyuan slowly reached out his hand towards Han Dan's pink bag.

Whoosh!

The simpleton's fist came crashing down. Xia Linyuan dodged, and the fist slammed into the ground, creating a crater. The man roared, "Don't take my grandma away!!"

Not bad strength. Xia Linyuan adjusted his position.

Then he looked at Han Dan's backpack, which he called "Grandma." He was still very emotional.

However, the more agitated the other party became, the more Xia Linyuan needed to remain calm. Weapon refiners were extremely rare in modern times, and talented weapon refiners were even rarer.

Besides, since the goal is to recruit the simpleton, we must not let him despise us.

Xia Linyuan said gently, "Your grandma looks so small. Is she comfortable inside?"

Han Dan trembled, seemingly resisting the effects of the anesthetic: "My master said that my grandma's body was broken and she couldn't move anymore, so he turned her into flour. He wants me... to learn his skills from him!"

"Only after I learn all his skills can I help fix my grandma."

Han Dan's voice sounded like that of a child who hadn't grown up, and his words were filled with childlike innocence.

But what he said silenced everyone present.

Xia Linyuan was silent for a moment, then said to Han Dan, "Do you want to see your grandmother?"

The simpleton hugged his pink backpack tightly: "I want to..."

"I'll let you see your grandma, and you'll hand me your little schoolbag."

Of course, I won't touch your grandma... I only want the little backpack, you can carry your grandma yourself...

Xia Linyuan spoke gently, his voice like a flowing stream that soothes the soul.

The simpleton was slightly taken aback: "See Grandma?"

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly: "Yes, to see Grandma."

"it is good..."

"Idiot said in a daze."

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly, took out a black glove, and released a ball of black energy. The energy enveloped Xia Linyuan's body, his skin melted and reformed, revealing a ferocious blue face, while his back was covered by a black face. The black energy in his hand swirled and formed a book and a pen.

His demeanor was upright and dignified; just by standing there, one could evoke the image of being incorruptible and upright.

The voice produced a deep, resonant operatic tone:

"Mortal—you simpleton! I am—a judge of the underworld! Moved by your devoted filial piety, I hereby pardon your ancestor and grant you permission to meet. From this day forward—avoid anger and delusion—perform good deeds widely, and from now on, we shall be strangers in the mortal realm! I will not disturb you. Are you—willing?"

The simpleton was taken aback: "Yes, yes..."

"Very well! Today I will open the gates of the underworld for you..."

Xia Linyuan held the judge's pen and began to move it rapidly, wisps of black mist rising up and obscuring Han Dan's eyes.

The simpleton's eyes were stained black.

A kind old man in a floral mandarin jacket, leaning on a cane, slowly appeared before his eyes.

The simpleton burst into tears: "Grandma?!"

The old man smiled and nodded, his voice long and drawn out, "Long time no see... you silly boy... have you been naughty lately?"

The simpleton shook his head foolishly: "I wasn't naughty! I was very obedient!"

"I know, our little darling is the best-behaved... He's so strong and healthy, he must eat very well... Hehehe..."

The old man smiled, leaning on his cane with one hand, and reaching out his other hand as if to pat Han Dan's head...

Because of the anesthetic injection, Han Dan's face and legs were numb. Seeing this, he quickly moved forward a few steps by scraping the ground with his knees, put his head under his hands, and slowly scooted up with the old man's stroking.

But this scene, as seen by others...

The simpleton was kneeling before a hideous demon.

Happily rubbing against the demon's hand...

Time seemed to stand still...

Bathed in moonlight, this scene appeared exceptionally sacred.

The evil spirits are not like ghosts, but more like gods and their followers...

Unfortunately, illusion is ultimately just illusion.

All beautiful expectations are nothing but lies.

Yuan Tao was like this, and so was Xia Linyuan...

This is certainly cruel to someone with intellectual disabilities, but this lie can become their motivation to continue living.

The dead are destined never to be brought back to life...

This is the way of Heaven.

Dou Le looked at the idiot acting like this, threw away the cigarette butt from his cigarette, lit another one, and, the smoke obscuring his hazy eyes, said, "Tsk, another hopeless fool..."

Xiao Zizai bowed his head, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and silently recited the Buddha's name...

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Chapter 97 Everyone performs their duties

After doing everything, Xia Linyuan retrieved Han Dan's magic artifact backpack.

As expected of a genius weapon-making expert, besides the water gun and mole hammer that had already been used, there was also a rabbit slipper and a hair dryer!

The rabbit-shaped slippers increase the wearer's speed. The hair dryer, on the other hand, generates a powerful airflow; it might be useless against skilled opponents, but against ordinary superhumans, one hair dryer could take down a whole group.

Finally, there was a mahogany urn.

Xia Linyuan paused for a moment, then handed the urn to the simpleton who had boarded the postal truck, saying, "Here's your grandma back..."

The simpleton was now handcuffed and shackled. Holding the urn in his hands, he looked at Xia Linyuan and said sincerely, "Thank you...for letting me see my grandmother...you're a good person..."

Xia Linyuan shook his head slightly and said to Han Dan, "When you arrive in East China, a woman will come to pick you up. Remember, you must do whatever she tells you to do. Don't refuse to do anything, and don't do too much. Don't say too much, and don't remain silent. I'll say it again, you must do whatever she tells you to do... Understand?"

The snot dripped from Han Dan's left nostril. He reached out and pressed his right nostril, sniffed hard, and nodded vigorously, saying, "I understand..."

Perhaps he nodded too forcefully, and his snot started flowing again.

Xia Linyuan nodded, closed the car door, and locked it in one smooth motion. Then he walked up to the driver and said, "Thank you for your hard work on the way to East China."

The driver, a middle-aged man with a full beard, beamed with joy upon seeing Xia Linyuan's polite manner: "Young man, don't mention it. It's what I should do."

Then the driver looked Xia Linyuan up and down and laughed, "You're so young, but you seem to have more worries than the person in charge."

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly: "Those above have their own things to do, and those below have their own things to do. Everyone has their own responsibilities. Besides, the company is my home, and East China is my root!"

The driver quickly looked around, no leaders in sight? Then he gave Xia Linyuan a thumbs up: "So young and already so insightful! I admire you. Want a cigarette?"

He then took out a cigarette and handed it to Xia Linyuan.

Xia Linyuan politely declined...

While Xia Linyuan was exchanging pleasantries with his employees in North China, Dou Le was also chatting with Xu Si.

"Little Xu..."

"Busy now?"

Dou Le put one hand in his pocket and slowly walked towards Xu Si.

Xu Si turned his head slightly: "Hey, Lao Dou, I was just looking for you!"

"That Xia Linyuan from your company, he's been saying some suspicious things to our Bao'er, which has made me really uneasy. I've been wanting to ask you about it... but I'm afraid of bothering you, so I've been keeping it to myself. I want to meet with you and talk about it..."

Dou Le took out a pack of cigarettes, tapped the pack lightly with his index finger, and a yellow cigarette tip emerged. He lit one for himself, then repeated the action, handing the cigarette to Xu Si. Xu Si naturally took it out, and just as he reached into his pocket, Dou Le handed him a lit lighter. Xu Si held the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a light puff.

Immediately, smoke filled the air.

Dou chuckled, "Xiao Yuan is young, and it's inevitable that he'll act rashly. This time, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was originally supposed to be handled by East China, but you took it on, which made things much easier for me. I haven't even thanked you yet..."

Seeing that Dou Le kept changing the subject, Xu Si cursed him inwardly as an old fox, but he had no choice but to suppress his temper and say, "Forget it. Quanxing has caused such a big incident. The head office may not think much of me. They'll probably give me a scolding."

Dou Le took a drag of his cigarette, his face expressionless: "The company won't make things too difficult for you. I reckon that soon, all six regional heads will have to go to headquarters..."

"Six regions? Aren't there seven?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Dou Le finally revealed the real bombshell: "Old Liao from South China is dead..."

"Dead! How did he die?"

"I found out about this through someone inside. When the official notice is issued, it will only be sent to the regional head, so don't spread it around."

"The killer appears to be one of his temporary workers..."

Xu Si was stunned by the news. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.