Chapter 105

In front of the dessert stall.

Chu Yue-hsi had read three fortunes in a row, and before he could move, he had hammered his tired neck.

Zhang Jiande came out of the restaurant, looked up and saw Mr. Fu leaving in a hurry, grabbed the cigarette bottle and took a puff, and joked: "You are in such a hurry, are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

Superintendent Liang followed behind, "Ade, your gossipy personality has really not changed after all these years. You control everything, and you also have to control shit and farts."

"This is what a good person does." Zhang Jiande finished speaking and walked down the stairs.

He saw the check on the table of the dessert stall at a glance.

"Huh?" Zhang Jiande walked over, "Hehe, it's a check."

The check was placed on the table, and Chu Yue-hsi hadn't had time to look at it.

Zhang Jiande was curious and took a look. "How much is it?"

The check was filled with 500,000 yuan.

500,000 yuan!

Zhang Jiande's eyes widened instantly, and he gasped in shock. He accidentally inhaled too much smoke and started coughing. It took a long time for him to stop.

"Five... five hundred thousand yuan?" He looked up in shock at the luxury car disappearing in the street. "What kind of ritual did he do? He was so generous?" He

was just busy chatting with an old friend and didn't have time to come out to take a look.

If I had known, I would have come out to see the excitement.

Chu Yueqing smiled, "I just drew a talisman."

Zhang Jiande bit his cigarette, gave a thumbs up, and praised with a smile: "Good job, Xingxing! If you continue to develop at this speed, you can pay the down payment for the house soon."

The price of houses in good locations in Hong Kong has been hyped up to 100,000 per square meter. It costs 10 million to buy a house of more than 100 square meters. According to the policy, the minimum down payment is 50%.

However, according to the speed at which Chu Yueqing makes money, it is just around the corner.

Ordinary people may be jealous when they see Chu Yueqing making 500,000 by drawing a talisman, but Zhang Jiande will not. He has not been in Temple Street for so long in vain. He knows Chu Yueqing's ability very well.

Instead, he feels relieved.

"It's hard for you to take care of your sister alone. If you work harder for a while, you can also gain a foothold in Hong Kong. It's really a case of hard work and sweet rewards."

Superintendent Liang was dumbfounded when he heard this. He approached Zhang Jiande and whispered, "Are you kidding me? A talisman costs 500,000 yuan?"

Zhang Jiande was puzzled. "Why? Shouldn't it be? Drawing a talisman is so tiring."

Superintendent Liang: ...

My old friend is hopeless.

"Asking me to spend 500,000 yuan to buy a useless... cough, talisman, it's impossible."

The girl looked at him, as if she heard a deliberately suppressed voice. She opened a piece of chewing gum, crumpled the paper into a small ball, stood up and threw it into the trash can, and put the check into her pocket and zipped it up.

Patted.

Superintendent Liang: ...

He really didn't want to steal the money.

"Ahem." Superintendent Liang smiled and stretched out his hand, "Miss Chu? I've heard of you for a long time."

Chu Yue shook her hand politely and smiled, "Hello."

Then, she withdrew her hand and rubbed it on her coat silently.

Superintendent Liang, who had watched the whole process, fell into a huge silence. How...what? He...he was even rejected by others?

In the past, which stall owner didn't come up to say hello enthusiastically when he saw him?

Zhang Jiande patted Superintendent Liang on the shoulder and smoked his cigarette, "Okay, just do what you should do, don't stop people from doing their work."

"No, I want to chat more..." Superintendent Liang wanted to turn back and look at the fair-skinned girl next to the dessert stall. She had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"Talk? What else do you want to talk about? How dare you look out even if there is someone in the house?" Zhang Jiande pushed Superintendent Liang away, then lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, Ning Ning is very smart. You can tell who likes her and who hates her at a glance. You said you don't believe in metaphysics and doubt fortune telling. Aren't you afraid of offending Master Chu? It's bad luck?" "

?" Superintendent Liang wanted to turn around, but Zhang Jiande slapped him back.

Zhang Jiande helped stop a red taxi and put Superintendent Liang in.

His legs were picked up and stuffed into the car, and he wanted to get up, "Ad, she often goes to the police station recently. She just wants to know why she seems to offend a giant Buddha as you said?"

Even if she offends a giant Buddha, she won't be unlucky, right?

Zhang Jiande slammed the door.

Completely blocking out the words of Inspector Liang, he bit his cigarette bottle and sighed, "Liang Wenlin, Liang Wenlin, your bad days have not come yet."

At the dessert stall.

Chu Yueqing took down the peach wood sword hanging on the glass cabinet and prepared to pack up the stall to go to the store. It hasn't been long since Uncle Zhong was hospitalized, and the decoration should be almost finished.

She opened the empty popsicle box and wiped it clean with a rag.

There was also a burst of coffee aroma coming from the box.

A voice came from the street.

"Master."

Chu Yueqing looked up.

Zheng Xin was wearing a red and blue sprint shirt, holding a basketball-sized speaker, and smiling, wiping away the gloom when he learned that his wife had cheated.

He put the speaker on the stall and watched Chu Yueqing packing up her things. "Fortunately, I came here quickly."

"Master, come and take a look at the Feiyu brand speakers. The sound quality is very good."

As he said that, he pressed the switch button and the cover on the side of the speaker opened, revealing a card slot. "You can put a tape here."

Chu Yueqing was curious and went over to close the cover. "What did you buy it for?"

"For you." Zheng Xin smiled cheerfully. A few days later, he had come over from being betrayed by his wife and the fact that his child was not his own.

Thinking of the child.

His eyes couldn't help but darken, "Master, if it weren't for you, I would never know this."

"I am away from home all year round, but these are not reasons for my wife to cheat on me." At this point, Zheng Xin smiled bitterly, "She obviously could choose to divorce me. Master, you don't know how heartbroken I was when I said I was going to sea and then came home and saw the scene."

There was another strange man in his and his wife's love nest.

His wife was terrified when she saw him coming back. She begged for his forgiveness, saying that she had only made a mistake in the heat of the moment. She

asked him to forgive her.

She also promised that she still loved him.

But what was the use?

There was a huge bridge between the two of them, and there were three young and innocent children. He couldn't get over this hurdle.

"After thinking about it for two days, I decided to divorce. It's not easy for her to take care of three children. I gave her the house with the unpaid mortgage."

The house had already paid a down payment, and the mortgage was not paid off. He was at sea all year round, and he didn't want to bear the pressure of repaying the mortgage.

Chu Yueqing nodded, "It's okay to go abroad by yourself on the ship and see everywhere."

"Yes." Zheng Xin showed a confident smile again, "Just think of it as a world tour. I'm going to board the ship and go out to sea soon."

"So soon?" Chu Yueqing was surprised.

"Yeah." Zheng Xin looked around the temple street, "Things have changed, it's better to leave as soon as possible. By the way, Master."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, "Can you draw a peace talisman for me? I also want to take good care of myself when I go out."

Chu Yueqing heard this, bent down and took out the red plastic bag from under the stall, "No problem, wait

a minute." She looked back with the bag in her hand.

The table had been put away.

She took a look, moved the popsicle box down, then put the yellow talisman on the stall and wrote a talisman, folded the talisman carefully, handed it to Zheng Xin, and reminded him.

"Remember, the talisman cannot be exposed to water and must be worn with you."

Zheng Xin grabbed the talisman and nodded heavily, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely protect it well."

The moment Zheng Xin took the talisman, his face changed. He would not be deceived by his wife again. After raising three children with great difficulty, he learned the truth and became a monk.

In the future, he would yearn for freedom even more. He traveled to various countries and finally got married to a girl from the mainland.

After Zheng Xin settled the bill and left, Chu Yueqi rode the stall to a place a few dozen meters ahead.

He put down the tripod and parked the car steadily.

Chu Yueqi saw the big sign hanging above the store at a glance, which read: Chu's Feng Shui.

Uncle Zhong was helping to test the lights. When the switch was turned on, colorful small neon lights lit up on the sign. Before he looked up at the signboard when he came out, he saw the person in front of the door and said happily, "Boss."

"Meow..." The black and white cat followed him out, circling around Uncle Zhong's legs, flicking its tail, and looking at Chu Yueqing's naive black eyes.

Chu Yueqing squatted down and scratched the cat's little head. Seeing it rubbing its palm comfortably, she smiled and said, "Uncle Zhong, is it famous?"

"Yes, it's called Wanzi." Uncle Zhong adopted the cat that saved his life, and seeing it hum with comfort, he was also filled with joy.

"Wanzi? Not bad." Chu Yueqing tapped its little nose, "Very smart."

Wanzi was originally dizzy, and after being tapped twice, he immediately shook his neck and woke up.

"How's the renovation going?" Chu Yueqing stood up and followed Uncle Zhong into the store.

Uncle Zhong first took her to the compartment to check it out. The small compartment was filled with a banner with a very distinctive talisman paper, the fallen lamps, and the decorations on the wall, all of which showed that the Feng Shui atmosphere was very strong. Facing

the outside, a rectangular window of 1.5 meters long was cut out of the door panel.

Uncle Zhong pressed the switch on the side of the window.

With a click, a piece of high-definition glass quickly descended from the middle of the window.

Uncle Zhong reached out and knocked, smiling, "According to the boss's drawings, I added a piece of liftable bulletproof glass inside. It's a bit expensive, but the bulletproof effect will be better."

Chu Yueqing pushed the glass, which was very thick and strong. If the door was closed, it couldn't be opened from the outside. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect Uncle Zhong to be good at design. Brother Ade, you really didn't recommend the wrong person."

"How can you say design or not?" Uncle Zhong said embarrassedly, "I don't understand these things either. I just thought that glass would be better, so I installed it."

As he said.

Uncle Zhong squatted down again. Under the window, he made a very wide marble operating table with a cabinet underneath.

He opened the cabinet and dragged out a large bag of things.

"And these, the boss who makes take-out boxes sent the cups over, and the outer packaging was done completely according to the boss's instructions."

The take-out cups and take-out box cups for the sugar water were covered with a circle of paper shells, on which was printed the words "Chu's Sugar Water Shop" in brush calligraphy, with a shiny black background and many golden and shiny flying charms designed next to the bold regular script.

One charm reads peace and good luck.

One charm reads never gain weight.

Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "Boss, you are the only one in Hong Kong that can make sugar water so meaningful. You don't know that my worker's girlfriend came to see it and insisted that she would buy a cup when you open the shop."

"What did she say?" Uncle Zhong exclaimed, remembering, "She said that if you drink Chu's sugar water, you will not gain weight and your luck will definitely be good."

This was indeed what Chu Yueqing thought when she first wanted to open a shop.

She put the cup back into the bag and smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Zhong."

"No, no, no." Uncle Zhong put the packed box back into the cabinet and led Chu Yueqing outside, "The decoration outside can be done right away. Just wait for the light bulbs to be installed and the floor to be swept clean."

The front of the store is outside the small door. The style is more like books and paintings. There are many runes and five elements and eight trigrams hanging on the wall.

There is a partition in the middle with a white curtain.

Behind it is a black inkstone table, with an ancient and high-end atmosphere, which can be used for fortune-telling.

Chu Yueqing felt strange and touched the table, feeling the coolness in her hand. "Where did you get the table? I thought I just wanted to buy a simple table?"

"Boss, I didn't buy this table." Uncle Zhong explained with a smile, "It was Mr. Cao. He asked the workers to bring the table over and told me not to tell you in advance."

The owner of the tea stall was Cao Daguang.

Chu Yueqing suddenly realized that Cao Daguang had seldom returned to Temple Street since he opened a factory, and it had indeed been a while since they last saw each other.

Uncle Zhong said, "Mr. Cao was worried that you were being polite and refused to accept it."

Chu Yueqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I can still understand the kindness of a friend."

Behind the table was a walnut-colored display cabinet with solid quality, just waiting to be put on it.

Uncle Zhong asked, "Boss, do you want me to buy something for the display cabinet?"

Chu Yue shook her head, "No, I can do it myself," and glanced at the light bulbs on the top that were about to be enclosed, "When will the lights be ready?"

"Today. "Uncle Zhong replied.

In other words, if we want, we can open tomorrow?

However, the display cabinet is still short of some things.

Chu Yueqing thought about it and was about to take out her phone, only to find that she didn't bring her bag today. She left the store, found a small shop and called Wei Yanlin's landline.

Half an hour later.

Chu Yueqing waited for Wei Yanlin in a small wholesale street in Central.

He walked towards the six He walked towards Chu Yueqing with unrecognizable steps, wearing straw sandals and swaying with frizzy red hair. He raised his hands and snapped his fingers while circling around Chu Yueqing. He had earphones in his ears and a long cord connected to a small speaker in the big pocket of his gray Taoist robe.

Chu Yueqing: "..."

Why did she feel that every time she met Wei Yanlin, she was a little shocking?

"Xingxing, am I cool in this outfit?" Wei Yanlin swayed his head to the music, "DISCO is really fun, I'll take you to see it when I have time."

Chu Yueqing blinked, "You dyed your hair red again?"

"I'm so lucky!" Wei Yanlin smiled, "Wait until your hair grows longer before donating it. "

He said, pressing the headset and looking back, "Today, we have called one more person, and I guarantee you can buy the best things."

"Who?" Chu Yueqing looked over curiously.

The person who came was actually Boss Huang .

When he went out, he didn't wear the iconic yellow Taoist robe today. His eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile. He wore a sports jacket with a big belly. Looking down, he wore jeans and old Beijing cloth shoes.

He knew that Chu Yueqing had a reputation as a fortune teller at such a young age.

He admired him very much.

Ordinary people say that people in the same industry are enemies, but Boss Huang doesn't think so.

"Master Chu."

Chu Yueqing felt a little sorry: "Boss Huang, I'm sorry to bother you. "

The display cabinet is still lacking house-dressing ornaments, so she called Wei Yanlin to ask if he had any recommendations for places to purchase them.

How could she have imagined that Wei Yanlin would also call Boss Huang along?

"You're welcome, Master Chu, you're too polite! As the saying goes, the waves behind push the waves in front, and the future of feng shui will belong to you young people. Besides, I'm willing to make friends with you, I'm willing to make friends, hahaha!"

Boss Huang didn't mind at all. After laughing, he pointed to the downhill street and said, "Linzi and I usually get our goods from this 'Hollywood'. Let's go in and take a look together? "

This Hollywood is not that Hollywood. "

Hollywood Road in Central, Cantonese and Hollywood are almost homophones, and over time, it has been jokingly called Hollywood.

The small road is crowded with small family-run shops.

Chu Yueqing followed and walked into a shop. The door was filled with candles and paper money. As soon as she stepped in, she smelled the strong aroma of candles. There are various statues of Guanyin Bodhisattva on display, and many shrine boxes containing Guan Erge and the God of Wealth are mounted on the walls.

The boss is an elderly grandmother with short white hair, wearing a dark red jacket with gold embroidery, rocking on a recliner.

Without blinking her eyes, she said in a muffled voice: "Look for what you want, the prices are marked on the items."

Boss Huang smiled and said: "Okay, I won't bother you."

Wei Yanlin rarely comes here, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with that grandmother?"

"Huh." Boss Huang made a huh gesture, "Grandma is a spirit medium from Northeast China, she is very strong and good at fighting."

"So magical? "Wei Yanlin was surprised, and then he looked at his grandma on the recliner. He felt that his grandma, who was in her eighties or nineties, seemed a little frail.

"Don't look at it." Chu Yueqing said, "Masters generally don't like to be disturbed."

Regardless of their abilities

, Chu Yueqing would call any older master who had no sins and accumulated a lot of merits as Master.

"Oh oh! "Wei Yanlin quickly retracted his gaze. Even Chu Yueqing said he was a great master, so he must be very powerful.

Wei Yanlin went to see the decorations in the town house. The kind-looking Guanyin Bodhisattva was sitting on a lotus throne. He turned around and asked, "Xingxi, does your store need decorations to sell?"

"Yes." Chu Yueqing looked around, "We must have one Guan Erge, and the God of Wealth has average sales, so we can have two more."

"We also need two Guanyin Bodhisattvas and Manjusri Bodhisattvas. "

As they talked, the two of them walked to the door. The shop next door was also selling ornaments.

Wei Yanlin was attracted by an ornament and walked over to take a look.

The ornament was made of copper, but it was very old and black. There was a gold-embroidered cassock next to it, and the Buddha had a half-smile on his face, with his eyes half-closed.

Wei Yanlin was curious and wanted to touch it, but was stopped by Chu Yuexiu.

She looked at the dark air spreading over the store and frowned, "Don't touch it, there's a problem."

When Wei Yanlin heard that there was a problem, he jumped up in fright and hid behind Chu Yuexiu, "Hey... Hey, what about next time?"

He bent his fingers and pointed to his eyes, "Can you help me open my third eye first? I'm really unconscious and let these things kill me. "

Just as the voice fell,

a muffled voice came from the store, "Three thousand? Okay, then the thing belongs to me."

Not long after, a woman walked out of the store.

She wore red sunglasses and a thin silk scarf wrapped around her head. She walked out and picked up the Buddha.

Wei Yanlin wanted to go over and stop her, "There's something wrong with the thing, don't buy it." Unexpectedly

, the woman seemed to have never heard anything, and she lowered her head and walked away holding the Buddha.

"Hey, I tried to persuade her well, but she ignored me. "Wei Yanlin jumped up in anger.

Chu Yueqing glanced at the woman's back, then looked away and ignored her.

The two returned to the store.

When Chu Yueqing came back, grandma had already stood up. She pointed at the ornaments that Chu Yueqing had just ordered, put on her reading glasses, took out a piece of paper and a pen, wrote down the items one by one and marked the prices next to them.

Chu Yueqing left the address.

When it was time to pay,

grandma looked at the girl through her reading glasses. When she saw the girl raised her head in confusion, she smiled and scratched out the original price.

"I'll give you 20% off."

"What! 20% off!"

Boss Huang was shocked. He was still hesitating whether to invite two more Gods of Wealth. Hearing this, he quickly moved the two Gods of Wealth over. "Grandma Qiu, you've never sold to me at this price before."

Grandma Qiu was obviously in a good mood and took off her reading glasses. "You've been here for so many years, and you haven't noticed that there's anything wrong with the things next door."

Boss Huang was puzzled: "Is there really a problem?"

"Humph." Grandma Qiu narrowed her wrinkled eyes and snorted coldly, "That guy is selling things that harm people, and he's not afraid of sudden death."

This means there is really a problem.

Boss Huang only knew that the relationship between the two families was not good. He always thought that it was because they were close to each other to compete for business.

Now it sounds like it's not the case at all?

Boss Huang just smiled gossipy and was about to ask questions when he saw Grandma Qiu waved her hand.

"I'll arrange for someone to deliver it to your store later. Let's go. I have to take a nap."

Boss Huang touched his nose and left the store.

The three of them shopped for a while.

Chu Yuexiang also ordered some other supplies, such as furry pendants, and some pens and notebooks.

Wei Yanlin watched the clerk loading batches of goods and was puzzled: "Xingxi, are you going to sell toys in your store?"

"No." Chu Yuexiang blinked, "But I want to consecrate it."

"Huh?" Wei Yanlin was puzzled, "Is it going to be consecrated? Toys can also be consecrated?"

"Sure." Chu Yuexiang smiled, "If you want it, I can give you a doll."

"That's...not necessary."

The three of them chatted.

Suddenly, the black and white TV in the store suddenly played a piece of entertainment news.

The male host said in a somewhat excited tone: "There is news this afternoon that the adopted daughter of the president of HSBC Bank was kidnapped. You can watch the on-site report."

A large number of reporters first appeared on the screen, and the camera kept shooting at Fu Baichuan's cold face.

"Mr. Fu, we received news that someone saw your daughter being kidnapped at 5pm. Is it true?"

"Have you called the police?"

"Did the Fu family make enemies, which led to the kidnapping of their adopted daughter?"

"There are also rumors that the case is now being taken over by Kowloon Serious Case Team C. Is this true?"

"Mr. Fu, do you have anything to say?"

"Mrs. Fu, you can also speak."

Mrs. Fu was very upset and pushed the microphone away. Fu Baichuan soothed his wife's emotions and said with a sullen face: "My daughter is fine. I hope our media friends will not make groundless speculations."

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

The camera on the scene went dark.

Boss Huang looked at the news and shook his head, "The media is really good at swallowing up anyone's blood. This incident has made such a big fuss, and President Fu's daughter is probably in danger."

Wei Yanlin also felt that the media was too much, "It's reported to the media, I'm afraid it's very dangerous."

"Hey, hey." As he said that, he looked at the girl who was helping to pack on the ground, "Don't you think it's very dangerous?"

The sun shone in from the glass door. Chu Yue was carefully sealing the boxes. When she heard the sound, she raised her eyes and first glanced at the black and white TV.

The host was still gossiping about whether President Fu's adopted daughter was really kidnapped.

Chu Yue frowned.

Before, she saw that Fu Feifei would be in danger, but she thought it would be later.

Unexpectedly, it happened so soon.

She stood up and clapped her hands, "Help me seal the box."

"Okay." Wei Yanlin swirled his hands, rolled up his robe, and then began to seal the box.

Night fell.

The Fu family villa was hastily pushed open.

The atmosphere was solemn, and no one present spoke. Only the faint crying of Dai Mingzhu could be heard.

Guo Xiao came in with documents. He patrolled the scene. Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu sat on the sofa worriedly. He walked to the landline and handed the documents to his colleague.

"Bonine, is there any phone call?"

Bonine immediately stood up and gave up her seat. "Three hours have passed, and I haven't received a call."

Dai Mingzhu was fidgeting, very nervous, holding her hands together and biting them. Seeing that she hurt herself, Fu Baichuan hurried over to hold her hand, looking equally nervous.

"Mr. Guo, what should we do now? Please ask the police to help find Feifei.

" Guo Xiao comforted the victim's family, "Mr. Fu, please rest assured, we will do our best."

He sat down.

"Mr. Fu, according to previous kidnapping cases, the kidnappers will call one to two hours after kidnapping the hostages to ask for ransom."

Guo Xiao glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Two hours have passed, and the kidnappers haven't called yet."

He didn't look very happy.

"It means the kidnappers are not after the ransom. They may kill you at any time."

Hearing that she might be killed, Dai Mingzhu was so scared that she screamed, "No!"

Fu Baichuan's pupils shrank sharply, and his voice, which had been pretending to be calm, became obviously flustered, "Don't kill her, otherwise... I will contact the media reporters and publish an announcement in the newspaper about any ransom."

Thinking of the suffering Fu Feifei might have to endure,

Fu Baichuan and Dai Mingzhu were heartbroken.

"Mr. Fu, calm down first." Guo Xiaoan soothed the two of them, "Based on my many years of criminal investigation experience, this is not an ordinary kidnapping case."

"The kidnappers' target is very obvious. In order to find your daughter as soon as possible, Mr. Fu and his wife need to honestly tell the police if they have any enemies they have offended before?"

Dai Mingzhu burst into tears, "No, my husband and I rarely quarrel with anyone, so how could we have enemies?"

Fu Baichuan wanted to shake his head, but suddenly thought of what happened in the afternoon, and frowned with his clasped hands.

"I don't know if it can be considered an enemy. Recently, Feifei's biological father came to our house and said that he wanted to take Feifei away. His attitude was very intense. We didn't agree."

"Biological father?" Guo Xiao was puzzled, and continued to ask when he found the clue.

Soon.

He also learned the truth about Fu Feifei's life experience.

Dai Mingzhu was very emotional when she said that the master had come out and Fu Feifei was deliberately abandoned instead of abducted. She held Fu Baichuan's hand tightly, and her eyes revealed a glimmer of hope.

"Baichuan, why didn't we think of it? Go to Temple Street to find the master. The master is so powerful that he must have a way to calculate Feifei's location."

If it were in the past.

Fu Baichuan would not dare to rely on superstition for a matter that concerns his life.

But in the afternoon, he witnessed the magic of fortune-telling with his own eyes.

He held Mingzhu's hand again and stood up, "Okay, let's go find the master."

Guo Xiao also stood up, stopped the two of them, and said seriously, "Mr. Fu, the more you can't panic at this time, the police still need the family's cooperation in the investigation, you can't leave."

When Dai Mingzhu heard that she couldn't leave, she wanted to run out in a hurry, but was stopped by Guo Xiao again.

Dai Mingzhu cried until her eyes were red. She said angrily, "It's been an hour since we called the police, and you're still looking! When you find her, we can collect Feifei's body!"

"Now, only the master can figure out where Feifei is. She can save Feifei!"

Guo Xiao was overwhelmed by the family members who were out of control. The light shone on his slightly depressed face.

He tried his best to explain calmly, "Madam, superstition is very unscientific. The police need the cooperation of the family members. Please cooperate with us to find Miss Fu as soon as possible."

Fu Baichuan stopped arguing, took Mingzhu's hand and sat down again, and suddenly said, "Do you remember that the master wanted to draw a talisman for Feifei?"

Dai Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered, "You mean, the master had already calculated that Feifei might be in trouble? That talisman... can save her life?"

Yes.

When the couple wanted to buy the talisman, the master wouldn't let them.

Fu Baichuan nodded heavily: "If Feifei is really fine this time, the master... the master is really our family's great benefactor."

When Guo Xiao checked the information with Bonine and prepared to call the Fu couple to go out to look for someone, he heard Fu Baichuan's words and laughed it off, not taking it seriously at all.

A talisman can save lives?

Are you kidding?

They still have to save people.