"Fionn, what's going on?" Erte immediately ran over and asked.
Fionn was the police officer in charge. Fionn said with a bitter smile, "Mr. Erte, can't you see? There's something very odd with this monk. The police stations that remanded him suffered from bad luck one after another. All of their officers were admitted to the hospital, and now, even a police station burned down. This fellow was originally going to be temporarily held in custody at our station, but the car suffered an accident midway. The police officers have been sent to the hospital, but he escaped unscathed.
"Wherever he passes, there will either be televisions exploding or a car going out of control. Although there were no deaths or injuries, the financial loss is sizable! Look, even the streetlights are exploding! The ground has cracked, a train has flattened cars, and a car drove right into city hall… This… is a devil of bad luck!"
