439: Chapter 439 Great Round Light Technique

Facing the gazes of all his colleagues, Shen Yuhai gradually felt the heavy pressure.

If he failed, taking responsibility would be a minor matter; delaying the investigation and rescue efforts, or even alerting the enemy, would be the real issue.

If handled poorly, leading to mass casualties among the victims, the consequences... no one in Quancheng would have an easy time.

For a moment, Shen Yuhai wanted to give up.

He wanted to follow standard procedures for the investigation.

As long as no mistakes were made, it would be fine.

He was about to retire anyway. Before retirement, maintaining his reputation, job, rank, and post-retirement benefits was more important than anything else; there was no need to show off or snatch credit.

But soon, thinking of the miracles Han Jingyang had performed time and again, he took a deep breath and suddenly stood up: "I believe in Han Jingyang!"

"Old Shen, this isn't a matter of belief. In our line of work, we have to speak with facts!"

"Don't be impulsive, Old Shen."

"How about considering it a bit more?"

Shen Yuhai's attitude grew firmer: "There's no need to reconsider. If we catch the murderer, the credit belongs to everyone. If we don't, I will take full responsibility alone."

After speaking, he slapped the table: "That's it. Hurry and get some rest, and be ready to set out at any moment!"

Since Shen Yuhai put it that way, the others said no more and got up one after another to go prepare.

Once everyone had left, Shen Yuhai slowly exhaled, sat down, and silently prayed that Han Jingyang could create another miracle.

Twelve o'clock midnight.

Inside Han Jingyang's villa.

Shi Xiaoya, Liu Jing, Yang Jinyuan, and Wang Wei all looked at Han Jingyang nervously.

They also wanted to know how Han Jingyang planned to find the murderer without any clues.

You see, this time was quite different from the previous times he had searched for people.

In the past, there were either clues like the victims' clothing or blood from their relatives.

But this time, Han Jingyang had nothing.

Was he going to create something out of nothing?

Or was it an even more miraculous spell?

Now, watching Han Jingyang cast spells whenever and wherever had become their greatest hobby, because he often used all sorts of spells they had never seen or heard of before, and the casting processes were so unique, brilliant, and magnificent.

Under everyone's gaze.

Han Jingyang pulled out a large bowl.

It was a large Famille Rose bowl, decorated with four children gathered around a stone table under a large tree. In the center of the stone table sat a large bowl with faintly visible images inside. The four children had various expressions—some were surprised, some excited, and some panicked.

An ordinary person might not understand what this meant.

But someone familiar with folklore would definitely understand that this was the legendary Yuanguang Technique.

The Yuanguang Technique was a popular folk magic during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China era. It roughly had three forms: drawing circles on the palm, on a mirror surface, or adding water to a bowl.

There were also distinctions between the Great and Lesser Yuanguang Techniques.

Some even said that only children or specific individuals could see the contents within the circle.

Different regions and sects also had their own specific requirements.

Regardless, it was quite famous, almost as well-known as Spirit Possession.

Its functions were also quite powerful, ranging from finding people or objects to searching for past and future lives.

Seeing the small bowl, Yang Jinyuan was the first to react: "Boss, are you going to use the Yuanguang Technique?"

Han Jingyang nodded. "Have you encountered it?"

"There was a master in my hometown who knew this. When I was a child, he often had me look into it for him. That's also why Wu Zhiyang took an interest in me."

"I see. So you are the gifted child with abundant spirituality from the folk legends."

"Yes, but my master said that frequently looking at the images inside would damage my spirituality and cause me to gradually become mediocre as I grew up."

"It has an impact, but not that much. If spirituality isn't nurtured and trained, it will naturally dissipate or degrade over time. It's a kind of self-protection mechanism of the body and has nothing to do with anything else."

After speaking, Han Jingyang poured clear water into the Famille Rose bowl. Once the water was level with the rim, he shouted, "Great Circle Light Technique!"

Great Circle Light Technique!

Skill activated.

A streak of green Qi emerged from the bowl and gradually seeped into the water, making it clearer and the surface brighter. At a glance, it looked like an ultra-high-definition mirror with extreme resolution.

At the same time, he silently visualized Yang Yujie's face in his mind.

Yang Yujie was the daughter of Wang Zhiwei's friend, a young high school student who had been kidnapped by those two bastards, Huo Qian and Liu Ming, a month and a half ago.

Her name was a homophone of Yang Zhizhong's daughter, Yang Yujie, but written with different characters.

However, both girls were quite pretty.

It was just that they had poor luck, both encountering almost insurmountable calamities during their prime.

But they were also very lucky, as both met Han Jingyang at their most dangerous moments and ultimately escaped danger.

This time...

As he visualized, a blurry image gradually appeared in the water bowl.

There were not only images but also sounds.

Furthermore, the images and sounds became clearer and clearer, feeling like a gradual upgrade from standard definition to Blu-ray.

After four or five seconds, the image and sound stabilized.

Shi Xiaoya exclaimed, "Yang Yujie?"

Han Jingyang nodded.

Appearing in the image was indeed Yang Yujie. The young girl's hands and feet were bound, and her mouth was gagged. She was tossed into a corner like a sack, her large, terrified eyes staring fixedly ahead.

Beside Yang Yujie were two other girls of the same age, their tears flowing uncontrollably, yet they didn't dare to move.

He observed quietly for half a minute; no one else appeared in the frame.

But Shi Xiaoya reached a conclusion: "This is inside a box truck. The cargo area is very dirty and covered in dust, likely used for transporting goods with soil. The current road conditions aren't good, with significant bumping, but the amplitude of each bump isn't large. From this, we can infer the speed is around forty. Judging by the sounds, there are three men in the vehicle—two around twenty and one around fifty. Their accents are local to Quancheng."

Han Jingyang nodded slightly. "The exact time Yang Yujie was kidnapped was 9:30 PM. It's 12:00 now. Excluding the time to leave the city, circle around, and change vehicles, they've had about an hour and a half. Since they haven't reached their destination after an hour and a half, we can consider the counties or small towns surrounding Quancheng."

"Should we notify Shen Yuhai? Have them check the Skynet."

"Not for now. Keep watching."

Time passed second by second.

The vehicle's speed slowed down. According to Shi Xiaoya's judgment, it had dropped to twenty or thirty, with frequent braking. This indicated the vehicle was now on a single-lane road, needing to pull over for oncoming traffic.

This kind of single-lane road is only still found in urban villages or actual rural areas.

Is it an urban village or the countryside?

12:42.

The image shook along with Yang Yujie's body; the car had stopped.

Soon, the sound of a car door opening was heard.

Immediately after, a bright flashlight beam shone on the three girls' faces: "Ooh, not bad, Qiangzi. You got some good goods, and three at once. The bonus alone is three hundred thousand. Remember to treat us!"

"Hehe, what's a bonus? What I want is a great return pill."

"You've got quite the ambition, kid. Do you think just anyone can eat a great return pill? Brother Jun has only exchanged for five so far. If you want one, you'll have to bring back three more."

"Piece of cake. I'll take a trip to the Experimental High School tomorrow night. The girls there are not only pretty but also top students. Dammit, if the boss didn't have such high standards, I'd really want to... on the truck..."

"Shut your damn mouth! These are prepared for the elders. You dare to have designs on them? Watch your foul mouth, or you won't even know how you died."

"Hehe, I was just saying. Don't mind me, Brother Ming. Come on, give me a hand. Let's unload the goods; the sooner we unload, the sooner we can relax."