The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Where Did My Heart Go? Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Where Did My Heart Go? Mo Haihao squatted down to be level with Little Taotie and asked, “Doesn’t resentment harm you?”

“No,” Little Taotie shook his head, his voice milky, “It makes me stronger!”

Although Mo Haihao didn’t understand what kind of cultivation method this was, he realized that different people had different methods and perhaps he was simply ignorant.

Little Taotie sighed sadly, “Resentment turned into misfortune, I wanted to curse the person who harmed my sister, but the misfortune bounced back. That person has a Magical Treasure, so there was nothing I could do.”

“You mean, you can still turn resentment into misfortune?” Mo Haihao was surprised and tentatively asked, “May I ask, who is your master?”

A child so young couldn’t possibly possess such Divine Skills without a master!

“Are you talking about a teacher?”

“Yes.”

“Teacher Ma.”

“Ma…” Mo Haihao searched his mind for a renowned figure with the surname Ma, then suddenly remembered a “lazy person.”

They were very skilled, just very lazy.

It didn’t seem like he had taken any disciples, had he?

Little Taotie cocked his head and asked, “Can you help find the killer of little sister?”

Mo Haihao then remembered he was here about serious business and stopped inquiring about Little Taotie’s master.

Mo Haihao took out a sketchbook and began to draw the Ghost before him.

The sketch was quick; capturing the character’s features, it could be completed in ten minutes.

Mo Haihao tore the sheet out and handed it to the male police officer, “Based on this drawing, search the identity database, you should be able to find them quickly.”

The male police officer slapped his forehead, “Why didn’t I think of having Little Taotie draw it!”

It was troublesome to search for “Wang Yueji;” it would have been better to have Little Taotie describe the Ghost’s appearance from the start, or to have her draw it.

The male police officer walked away with the drawing, but Mo Haihao didn’t leave. Instead, he stayed to ask some questions of the Ghost.

He had already learned from the male police officer that they had asked the Ghost about the killer before, but she could no longer remember anything and would fall into pain when trying to recall.

He had encountered this situation before; brain trauma leading to memory loss in a Spiritual Body wasn’t rare.

“You remember your name, but we can’t find a matching record for that name and age. Maybe Yueji is just a nickname. Can you remember your full name?”

“I can’t.”

“That’s not a big problem. With your sketch, we can find your ID photo, and it should be quick to identify you. Why would you be on the desolate Little Island? Can you remember?”

“I… vaguely remember being kidnapped…”

As she recalled, the Ghost’s eyes became vacant, her pupils dilated, and her entire eyes turned black. Her voice suddenly turned high-pitched and terrifying, “It was a conspiracy! It was a conspiracy from the start! The kidnapping wasn’t for money; it was to murder–to take my heart!”

“My heart! Where did my heart go!” The Ghost frantically floated around, extremely fast, covering the gaping hole over her heart with her hand as if looking for her lost heart.

Mo Haihao frowned and lowered his voice, “If born intact, even if limbs or organs are lost during life, after death and transforming into a Spiritual Body, it should restore to its original complete form. Even those who donated their bodies after death are no exception.”

After all, one becomes a Spiritual Body first, dies, and then donates organs, so the Spiritual Body remains intact and should have no defects.

“Unless, at that time, you did not die but were alive when your heart was removed, and your heart was taken before you could transform into a Spiritual Body. The heart has now been transplanted into someone else’s body, becoming their possession, and has already been… tampered with by a skilled person, which could cause your Spiritual Body to lack a heart.”