C274 The Mud Doll's Secret

"Cough, cough, cough …" "Cough cough …"

I could hear it clearly. It was like a child's cough from being smothered by smoke.

And this cough came from the clay doll on the counter!

Needless to say, this kind of despotic little kid method in that broken book was quite smart, and he was able to smoke it out with a single breath.

I quickly thought about it, took another puff on my cigarette