He had a premonition that a storm was coming soon.

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Gu Xu received the news that day and hurriedly came to find Ming Zhuo.

"We found it. Cheng Jingru has an online fortune-telling account on a certain website."

When Cheng Jingru first became popular, various junior female accounts appeared on the internet one after another.

This mysterious junior sister seems to be just one of many fake accounts, and nobody cares about her.

But starting a year ago, this account began to offer fortune-telling services online.

In the beginning, there weren't many people who wanted their fortunes told. After all, they had to leave their personal information, and it was hard to tell who was behind the account or who wasn't. Who would feel safe doing that?

Some people questioned whether this was a fake account, a publicity stunt, and denounced it as a scam.

Until someone, desperate for a cure, actually left their information and asked for a fortune teller.

Later, more and more people left messages expressing their gratitude, which seemed like they were paid promoters.

Many people who see this account will only think that the blogger is staging a scam and is a fraudster.

However, Gu Xu actually found the person involved through one of the accounts. The person recalled that it was indeed his junior sister herself who was telling fortunes for everyone. He had met her a year ago.

The address is in a church on the outskirts of the city.

They also have a private group chat, with Cheng Jingru as the group owner and several other administrators, who regularly give out perks—namely, spots for fortune telling.

Previously, they encouraged friends and family to join the group to increase their chances of winning prizes.

But for some reason, that group was suddenly disbanded recently.

Zhuang Xun happened to be at Luowu Residence and rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Disbanded?" He was somewhat disappointed. He had thought there would be some clues, but it had all gone cold again.