Under Cao Kun's watchful gaze, Bart did not entertain any other thoughts.
He pressed the call button: "Just like before, the target has been staying at home and hasn't come out."
"Damn it, looks like today is another day of wasted effort."
After that sentence, there was no further sound from the earphones.
Bart: "Mr. Cao, you see, I have no ill intentions towards you. I am useful to you and can do things for you."
Cao Kun said expressionlessly, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"
Before Bart could answer, Cao Kun continued, "Because you are a person who is afraid of death."
Before entering, Cao Kun had overheard the conversation between Bart and Jani.
I know this guy; all he thinks about is lying down and living off his pension until he retires.
Such people are often the most afraid of death.
Bart felt no offense whatsoever, and instead agreed, "Yes, yes, I'm the most afraid of dying."
Cao Kun: "Actually, whether you are afraid of death or not doesn't affect me much. Of course, people who are afraid of death are easier to control."
You can touch your belly.
Bart did as instructed and touched it, then heard Cao Kun say, "Press it."
Bart pressed it and found that his stomach was harder than before.
Cao Kun: "Has it hardened? Try applying more pressure."
Bart applied more pressure, and immediately cried out "Ouch!" in pain, falling to the ground and rolling around on the floor clutching his stomach.
Cao Kun: "Do you know how the people from Bureau 17 died? If you don't, you'll soon understand all of this."
Bart was terrified.
As the investigator in this case, he certainly knew how those people died.
Those people died in excruciating pain.
After death, the horrific state of their bodies caused many people to lose their appetite for days.
It makes me feel nauseous just thinking about it.
Bart pleaded, "Mr. Cao, spare my life! I don't want to die!"
Cao Kun: "Don't worry, you won't die that soon."
These words did not reassure Bart; instead, they frightened him even more: "A slow death is more painful, Mr. Cao. I want to live."
Cao Kun: "If you want to live, then work for me."
Bart nodded vigorously without hesitation: "Mr. Cao, I'll do whatever you ask me to do."
Cao Kun: "You alone can't be of much use."
Bart immediately understood the implication: "I can persuade Jani."
Cao Kun: "Persuasion is useless. He's the kind of person who's always wanted to climb the ladder and is willing to take risks."
"Once he's out of my sight, there's a very high probability he'll tell your superiors what's going on here."
Bart considered Jani's character and realized that the probability of things developing this way was indeed very high.
Bart asked, "Mr. Cao, is there anything I can do to help you?"
“No need,” Cao Kun smiled. “Jiani may not care about his own life or death, but what about his family?”
I just learned from him that he has parents, an older sister, a younger brother, and a younger sister.
In addition, there are uncles, aunts, maternal aunts, uncles-in-law, paternal aunts, uncles-in-law, cousins, paternal cousins, etc.
Do you think he cares about these people's lives?
The spell I cast on him can affect his family through blood ties.
Not only his life or death is in my hands, but the life or death of his family is also in my hands.
Cao Kun was not lying.
Cursed arts can indeed achieve this.
However, this is very troublesome, requiring a large-scale ritual and the sacrifice of Jani's life and all his flesh and blood to accomplish.
Of course, Cao Kun thought that Jani wouldn't have any objections.
Bart's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He believed that this guy, who could take down everyone in 17 rounds plus more than 200 people around him, would definitely be able to kill these people without batting an eye.
More importantly, if this person can do this to Jani's family, then he will do the same to his own family.
Cao Kun seemed to have guessed Bart's thoughts: "It seems you've already guessed it. Well, that's good, it saves me the trouble of explaining."
Bart's face was extremely pale. He had the idea of giving it a shot, but the thought quickly faded and he gave up.
He wouldn't even want to lose his own life, let alone the lives of his entire family.
With my life and the lives of all my family members in this person's control, what can I possibly fight for?
Cao Kun asked with a smile, "You want to kill me?"
Bart lowered his head: "I wouldn't dare."
Cao Kun: "Then get up."
Bart stood up.
Then they saw Cao Kun bite his finger and draw an extremely strange rune on his and Jia Ni's foreheads.
Then he saw Cao Kun make a very strange hand gesture and say something.
Then, he miraculously discovered that the rune on Jani's forehead had disappeared, as if it had entered Jani's body.
He touched his forehead and found that the bloodstains were gone.
Cao Kun said, "This is a minor spell I recently developed. Once you are ready to reveal today's events to others..."
No matter what method you use, even having such a thought will trigger the spell.
Then, you will turn into a puddle of pus and die in agony.
Bart's body trembled violently, his face turning deathly pale: "I won't."
Seeing Cao Kun's endless, powerful, and bizarre methods, Bart's fear of Cao Kun deepened, and he dared not resist at all.
Cao Kun: "I don't believe other people's promises; I only believe in my own abilities."
Cao Kun shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and the yin spirits on Jia Ni's body flew back, waking Jia Ni from his dazed state.
Upon seeing Cao Kun, he immediately tried to say something into his headset.
Cao Kun, however, was prepared and pierced the mouth of the wooden doll containing Jani's hair with a needle.
"ah!"
Jani cried out in pain, covered his mouth, and looked utterly shocked.
Cao Kun continued sewing the wooden figure's mouth shut with the needle.
Bart then noticed that Jani's mouth also strangely closed up on its own, little by little.
It was as if an invisible thread had sewn his mouth shut as well.
Bart was filled with fear; such an ability was simply unbelievable.
No wonder this guy was able to win all 17 rounds.
Jani's face was contorted in pain; he tried to scream but couldn't.
Bart warned, "Jani, don't resist."
Seeing that Jani was still struggling and looking at him with hatred, Bart said again, "Don't you care about yourself? Don't you think about your family?"
If Mr. Cao so desires, all your blood relatives will die in an instant.
"Your parents, your sister, your brother, your sister—can you bear to watch them die?"
Jani's eyes widened in shock and fear.
“Don’t glare at me. I’m just like you. My family and I are also under Mr. Cao’s control.” Bart feigned helplessness.
The next moment, Jani deflated like a punctured balloon, as if all the blood and courage in his body had been drained away in an instant.
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