"Everyone, pay attention! I'm about to start drawing lots!"

"Whoever wins the lottery, please send me a private message and leave your delivery address. After I get off the air, I will mail the amulet to you!"

"Okay, no more nonsense, let's get going!"

“Swish!”

A large lottery box appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room. At that moment, countless netizens reached out to click and grab the lottery ticket.

Soon, three lucky viewers were born, but Yang Fan’s live broadcast room was in chaos.

"Ahhh! I didn't get it!"

“Who won the lottery?”

"Over three million people are trying to get a ticket at the same time. The probability is one in three million. This is harder than winning the lottery!"

"Master, the number of amulets you gave is too small!"

"Yeah! How about you send a few more? Let's do it again, okay?"

“Strongly request to do it again!”

“Strongly request two more times!”

"Strongly request three more times!"

…

Looking at the booing comments, Yang Fan shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "It's not that I don't want to give out more benefits, but after drawing these three amulets, I've already used up more than half of my mana. I really can't draw any more talismans today..."

"Master, just blow hard!"

"Master, isn't it just drawing a few amulets? It's a piece of cake for you!"

"Master, I'll give you betel nut and cigarettes, and I guarantee you'll have unlimited magical powers!"

"Master, I want the amulet!"

"Haha! I won the lottery, so you guys can envy me as much as you can!"

"The guy upstairs, name a price, I want to buy your amulet!"

…

Two of the three lucky viewers who won the lottery immediately sent private messages to Yang Fan and left their delivery addresses.

Yang Fan also memorized the addresses of these two lucky viewers, but the third lucky viewer had not contacted Yang Fan yet.

Just when Yang Fan couldn't help but want to contact this lucky audience member, the other party finally sent Yang Fan a private message.

Qianyun murmured: Master, you and I are in the same city, why don’t you send it to me personally?

After seeing this private message, Yang Fan's eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly, and then he replied with a private message without thinking.

Set sail: Dear lady, I’m sorry, I don’t do face-to-face meetings.

Qian Yun murmured: "Who wants to meet you in person? You have to come to my place anyway, so just give me the amulet!"

Set Sail: Who are you?

Qianyun murmured: I am Zhou Yun, this is my WeChat ID xxxxxx, please add me as a friend.

Seeing this, Yang Fan lost his composure and almost dropped his phone to the ground.

On the Douya live streaming platform, if the two parties are not friends, they can only send each other a maximum of three private messages. That is to say, after Zhou Yun sent the third private message, Yang Fan and her could no longer continue to chat via private messages.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan opened WeChat and directly added Zhou Yun as a friend.

There was no way. Zhou Yun was the captain of the criminal investigation team of the Jiangnan City Police Tea Bureau. Yang Fan didn't dare to offend this police sister, and Yang Fan happened to have something to discuss with her.

Zhou Yun quickly accepted Yang Fan’s friend request and sent another short message.

Zhou Yun: Mr. Yang, when are you free?

Yang Fan: What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?

Zhou Yun: Mr. Yang, you are really forgetful. The bureau gave you a bonus of 1 million. Don’t you want to come and claim it?

Yang Fan: Uh, sorry, I almost forgot about this.

Zhou Yun: It seems that Mr. Yang is a man who regards money as dirt!

Yang Fan: Officer Zhou, let’s put aside the issue of collecting the bonus for now. I have something more important to report to you.

Zhou Yun: What important thing?

Yang Fan: Here's what happened. Someone just asked me to tell their fortune and help them find their daughter who had been missing for eight years. I figured out that she was in Yangjia Village in the south of the city, but Yangjia Village is too dangerous...

After Yang Fan's detailed explanation, Zhou Yun also realized the seriousness of the situation. She confirmed with Yang Fan again and again, and then led the team to rush towards Yangjia Village.

…

The other side.

The middle-aged uncle also started a live broadcast.

Countless netizens flocked into his live broadcast room.

The video only shows a police car, a middle-aged man and a young police officer, both sitting in the moving police car.

"Uncle Tang, I understand your feelings, but it's been eight years. I think you shouldn't have too high hopes..."

"...I'd like to ask, how did you know that your daughter was in Yangjia Village?"

Officer Li, who was in charge of the mission, first looked at the middle-aged man with sympathy, and then raised his own questions.

"Officer Li, I consulted a fortune teller. He was very accurate, and he said my daughter is in Yangjia Village. I'm absolutely certain we'll find her this time!"

The middle-aged man held his daughter's photo tightly with a determined expression on his face, but this scene made Officer Li feel a little amused and helpless.

Found a fortune teller?

What era is this? Why are there still people who believe in feudal superstitions?

It seems that this uncle must have missed his daughter so much that he was desperate to find a fortune teller. I wonder how much money he was cheated out of?

well!

Father’s love is like a mountain, and he misses his daughter so much!

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!