Chapter 150 Dai Shi ran away

The two people were a little confused.

"Stop keeping me in suspense. Can you please explain it more clearly?"

Chen Xiaodao leaned closer to Feng Zhibai, feeling anxious and uncomfortable.

The worst thing about being obedient is only listening to half of what is said.

Feng Zhibai is only saying half of the sentence now.

Giving Chen Xiaodao a disdainful glance, she then said, "As you said, if the Ma and Zhang families were under a spell, how could Dai Shi not know about it? Unless Dai Shi knows the person who cast the spell."

“Not true.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Old Mitou raised his hand to express his rebuttal.

Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai both turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

The look in his eyes says: Please express your doubts.

Putting his hand down, he said awkwardly, "What I mean is that it's a little bit untrue. Think about it, according to our previous speculation, if Dai Shi really only wanted fame, wealth, and power, then Ma Zhang and Liu Ping were stepping stones on his path, and he certainly wouldn't let anyone frame them! Even if the sorcerer who harmed Ma Zichun knew Dai Shi, he certainly wouldn't let Ma Zhang and the others get into trouble. So, according to my theory, it's very likely that Dai Shi didn't know there was another sorcerer."

Touching the non-existent mustache on his chin, he nodded seriously: "Yes, that must be the case."

Chen Xiaodao squeezed his left eye, a ferocious expression on his face. "I might have been somewhat lucid, but after what you two said, I'm a bit confused."

Feng Zhibai rolled his eyes weakly, interrupting their thoughts of continuing the discussion.

"Okay, stop! Let's end this suspicion right now. No matter how much we say, it's better to just let things unfold. All our speculations are just speculations. As for what the truth is, it will eventually surface. It's getting late, and today's work is done today. I'm tired and need to rest."

Yawning, she lifted her clothes and walked forward.

Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao didn't talk about this matter again. Feng Zhibai was right.

All speculations are just speculations, and the truth will have to wait and see how other things develop.

"Let's take a taxi. It'll take an hour or two to walk back like this."

With the money in their pockets, the three chatted for a while, walked for a while, called a taxi, and took nearly twenty minutes to get back to Fengluo Garden.

In the car, the two talked about the rejuvenation of Duan Tianyi's company.

Although there was not much improvement, there were indeed several projects that were transferred back to discuss cooperation with Duan Tianyi's company.

Money has already been deposited into the account before the project is finalized.

This shows that their three days of feng shui changes were not in vain.

When they arrived at the community, the three of them went upstairs and opened the door.

Maybe because he hadn't been home for several days, Lao Mitou felt that the house was covered with a layer of light dust.

He cleaned up the place simply with a rag and took Chen Xiaodao downstairs to buy vegetables and meat.

The three of them haven't had a good meal for several days.

No matter what, I have to eat a satisfying meal before going to bed tonight.

It took almost two hours to finish.

It was already past ten o'clock by the time we finished dinner.

Before I had finished digesting the food, Yan Kuan called.

“Ding-ling-ling——”

Chen Xiaodao was curled up on the sofa, chewing an apple and browsing his phone.

Hearing the ringing of Lao Mi's cell phone, he stretched his head to look and shouted to Lao Mi who was washing dishes in the kitchen: "Lao Mi, Director Yan is calling."

"Whatever it is, just answer it! It's not someone else's call!"

Putting down the bowl in his hand, Lao Mitou wiped his hands on the apron and ran into the living room impatiently.

In the huge living room.

The phone was ringing so loudly, but Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao were still playing with their phones!

He could have endured it at first, but when he thought about how they were playing with their phones while he was cooking, how they were playing with their phones when the food was on the table, how they were playing with their phones while they were eating, and how they were still playing with their phones even after the pots and pans were put away!

His anger suddenly rose!

Gritting his teeth, he untied his apron and flung it onto the sofa, his voice rising several notches: "All you do all day is play with your phones! Are phones really that fun? Are phones your parents or your fathers? You hold them in your hands all day long! Director Yan called, and you both didn't even answer! Aren't you going to work or earn money?"

Old Mitou sat down with a thud, reaching out to grab the cell phone on the table.

Seeing that Lao Mi was angry, Chen Xiaodao blinked, pursed his lips, silently turned off the phone and threw it aside, turned his head and did not forget to give Feng Zhibai a cautious look.

Feng Zhibai is not afraid of Lao Mi getting angry.

But, we still have to give him this face.

Pouting, she shrugged her shoulders, spread her hands and put the phone back into her pocket.

"Don't get angry yet, let's see what Director Yan says."

To change the subject, she quickly signaled Lao Mi to answer the phone first.

Chen Xiaodao was quick to press the answer button in a flattering manner.

"Hello--"

As soon as I released the answer button, Yan Kuan's voice came in impatiently.

Only then did Old Mitou straighten his face and ask.

"Director Yan, it's so late, is there something you need to talk to us about?"

Taking the orange from the table, Chen Xiaodao skillfully peeled the orange.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Kuan held his brow with his hand. Seeing that the call was connected, his tone was melancholy. Without saying anything else, he said, "Dai Shi ran away."

Old Mi Tou and the other two remained silent, as they had already guessed that Dai Shi would run away.

How could the weak doctors, nurses and a few policemen possibly trap a sorcerer?

"I guessed it. There were no casualties, right?"

"No, only a few guards were knocked unconscious. As for what happened, they all said they didn't know. They only knew that they smelled a fragrance before they fainted, and then lost consciousness. When they woke up again, Dai Shiren was gone."

Browsing the headlines on his phone, Feng Zhibai casually said, "It's insect powder. If you smell it, you'll fall into a coma for a short time, but it won't hurt your body, it's nothing serious."

"They have been checked at the hospital and there is indeed nothing wrong with them."

Nodding, Yan Kuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Mitou took a towel from the side and wiped the coffee table. He then threw the orange peels that Chen Xiaodao had peeled off into the trash can. "Now that Dai Shi has escaped, the first people he'll want to deal with will definitely be us! Girl, will we be okay?"

"For your safety, I think I need to arrange for a few reliable police officers to come and protect you closely."

On the other end of the phone, Yan Kuan heard what Lao Mi Tou said and responded immediately.

Dai Shi is a sorcerer who knows countless ways to cast spells, and he could cast spells on Feng Zhibai and the others at any time.

Although arranging police may not necessarily avoid the black magic cast by Dai Shi, it can effectively prevent Dai Shi from approaching Feng Zhibai and others.

At least it could buy them some time to think of a way to deal with him.

"No."

Before Chen Xiaodao and Laomitou could say anything, Feng Zhibai was the first to refuse.

If Dai Shi wants to cast a black spell, no matter how many police officers are deployed, it will be useless.