MTL - Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman - v3 Chapter 82 Haunted Adventure

When he woke up, Yang Yuan found himself reborn.

When he was one year old, “Ah, not only rebirth, but also transmigration.”

At the age of three, “Goldfinger is finally in place!”

Portable space is handy.

Fourteen years old, “What the hell is my golden finger?”

Yang Yuan screamed in the sky…

Thirty-year-old, Yang Yuan, who was hugging from left to right, stood on Emperor Tread Peak, pointing to the vast land, “This is the country that I have conquered!”

Omg, golden fingers are so fragrant!

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There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved by a transaction, if there is, then make a pure (ang) clean (zang) transaction.

If you say it, you may not believe it. The people who have traded with me are all over the world.

Trading is a great cause that is beneficial to physical and mental health and that people cannot refuse!

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‘I died and became an extra in a male-dominated fantasy novel. The only problem was, I hadn’t read the novel to the end. One thing I do know is that a terrible future awaits me, and thus, I, now Dalia, have decided to live a safe and prosperous life for the rest of my time here.

Since I don’t know what will happen, I will be a bystander observing the main character from the sidelines… I’ll make my own happy ending away from the main plot!’

With that determination, Dalia embraces the role of an extra. And like all extras, she clings to a golden thigh: Kaichen, the powerful wizard who is unwaveringly loyal to the protagonist.

For Dalia who wants to have a happy ending, it was imperative to extract herself from the novel’s plot… Yet her calm life is shaken when a flirtatious romance begins to bloom between her and her golden thigh.

Will she be able to resist the temptation?

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor.
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”

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