Faced with the doubts, Fang Xiu continued, "Miss Shen, your ability is to control flames, and your measurements are 85, 63, 80."
Shen Lingxue's expression immediately turned unfriendly: "My abilities are no secret. Anyone who has been in contact with the Spirit Master circle has heard of them to some extent. As for the three dimensions, you can roughly guess them by sight, but most people can't guess as accurately as you."
"Miss Shen, do you have a secret that no one else knows? Do you need me to tell you?" Fang Xiu asked.
Li Wenhao immediately became interested.
“Speak! I have no secrets to hide,” Shen Lingxue said, slightly unconvinced.
"Miss Shen, you have an extreme pink fetish. Your underwear and bra are all pink, and you even have a pink tattoo on your body..."
boom!
A burst of intense flames suddenly erupted from Shen Lingxue's fair hand, and a wave of heat instantly swept across the entire area.
She glared at Fang Xiu with extreme shame and indignation: "You don't have any ability to foresee the future, you clearly have X-ray vision!"
You and Zhao Hao are birds of a feather, neither of you are good people!
Facing the scorching flames, Fang Xiu said calmly, "First of all, let me explain that the ability to foresee the future is not what you think. It doesn't mean that I can know everything that will happen in the future at will. Sometimes I can only see some fragmented images."
For example, last night I saw the scene of the two of you coming, and then I used my spiritual power to foresee the arrival of the two of you.
I saw some more footage of the two of you and learned some more information.
I saw Mr. Li repeatedly reading love letters late at night, and I saw Miss Shen tidying up her underwear at home.
Shen Lingxue slowly extinguished the flames, but the hostility in her eyes remained. She had a feeling that Fang Xiu had seen more than just those things, after all, the tattoo was on...
"What you're saying now is completely unprovable; it doesn't count as true prediction of the future."
"So what do you think constitutes predicting the future?"
Shen Lingxue thought for a moment: "The lottery numbers for tonight's draw!"
Fang Xiu nodded, then took a piece of paper and a pen, wrote down a series of numbers, and handed it to Shen Lingxue.
Shen Lingxue looked at the numbers in her hand with suspicion.
“Ms. Shen, let me tell you in advance that the future is not static. Every action you take now will lead to changes in the future. For example, if you use the power of the Investigation Bureau to change today's winning numbers, then the numbers I wrote will naturally not win. So, if you want to verify the accuracy of the numbers, then don't do anything that will affect the future, and don't buy them.”
Fang Xiu spoke calmly, giving the impression of absolute certainty, as if he had truly foreseen it.
Actually, he made it all up. His real plan was to rewind the game after watching the lottery results that night.
Seeing Fang Xiu's confidence, Shen Lingxue was already half convinced.
Despite his outward skepticism, he said, "Fang Xiu, you'd better be telling the truth. If I find out the number didn't win, then it means you're lying to me, you..."
Fang Xiu interrupted directly, saying, "If I fail, I can pay with my life."
Shen Lingxue was taken aback, not expecting Fang Xiu to be so confident.
At this moment, Li Wenhao also came over to look at the number. He looked at it carefully for a moment and suddenly let out a soft exclamation.
"Wait a minute! Shouldn't lottery numbers be seven digits? Why are yours only six?"
"Huh!? Seven figures? Are you sure?" Shen Lingxue asked suspiciously.
"Of course I'm sure, I've bought it many times."
"Fang Xiu, you really lied to me!" Shen Lingxue immediately became furious. The lottery ticket was seven digits, but she wrote down six digits. How could she possibly win?
Unexpectedly, Fang Xiu walked over calmly, picked up a pen, and casually drew a 1 at the end of the six-digit number.
He put down his pen and said to the two bewildered people, "Sorry, I forgot to write down a number just now. It's correct now. This is tonight's winning number."
Seeing Fang Xiu's confidence and nonchalance, Shen Lingxue and the other woman felt as if their intelligence had been mocked.
Actually, it's not Fang Xiu's fault at all. He's only bought a few lottery tickets in his two lifetimes, so how could he possibly remember how many digits there are?
"If you can see the future, how could you have missed writing it?" Shen Lingxue clearly didn't believe it.
"What you need to do now is wait, not question. When the facts come out, all doubts will vanish." Fang Xiu was as confident as ever.
At this moment, Shen Lingxue suddenly said, "If you really can foresee the future, then why wait for the lottery results? You can completely predict what I will do next."
Fang Xiu calmly glanced at her: "Do you think I, as a first-level spirit master, can predict the future several times? Besides, why should I prove it to you? Are you high-ranking officials of the Investigation Bureau?"
Now that I've proven it to you, will I still have to prove it to higher-ups at the Investigation Bureau?
I'm sorry, I can only foresee the future, I'm not omniscient or omnipotent.
"You!" Shen Lingxue's eyebrows shot up in anger.
Li Wenhao, who was standing to the side, quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Investigator Chen, please calm down. We'll know the results when the lottery is drawn tonight. Mr. Fang, let's talk about your experience in the Ghost Realm of Bailiu Academy."
Fang Xiu nodded: "That strange place is called Green Mountain Mental Hospital."
"Qingshan Mental Hospital?" Li Wenhao seemed puzzled.
Shen Lingxue snorted coldly: "Naming the Ghost Realm is the Investigation Bureau's job."
Fang Xiu ignored her and continued, "Qingshan Mental Hospital appeared suddenly and overlapped with the Bailiu Academy sales office. By the time we realized it, everyone had already entered the mental hospital."
"Mr. Fang, why are you so certain it's a mental hospital?"
"Because this eerie realm is actually a hospital, and I saw a sign inside that read 'Qingshan Mental Hospital'."
Fang Xiu then briefly recounted what happened in the Ghost Realm. He didn't reveal too much because he was only a first-level Spirit Master, and even if his ability was to foresee the future, he couldn't predict it casually.
Of course, the scalpel was omitted; it was a valuable and mysterious artifact that, if revealed, could cause unnecessary trouble.
After a long while.
After hearing the story, Shen Lingxue and the other person fell into deep thought.
"Fang Xiu, are you saying that besides the strange female physician and the strange dream-manipulating entity, there might be other strange things in the Hundred Willows Academy's eerie realm? You foresaw this?"
Shen Lingxue is very stubborn. Even now, she still refers to Qingshan Mental Hospital as the Ghost Domain of Bailiu Academy.
Fang Xiu was not surprised. Spirit Masters are inherently people with twisted minds, but some have more severe symptoms than others.
Shen Lingxue is already considered good; she didn't show any tendencies toward killing or tyranny. She was merely arrogant, domineering, easily angered, stubborn, petty, difficult to get along with, disdainful of others, suspicious, etc.—just a few minor flaws.
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