Zhuang Li was kidnapped. As long as Zhang Fuhai pressed his hand lightly inward and then pulled it outward, he would be killed on the spot.
However, instead of panicking, he even laughed very happily.
7480 knew why the master was not nervous, because the master had a portable space and could just hide in it when encountering danger.
However, it didn't know that Zhuang Li had no intention of hiding at all, because if he did so, he would be betraying this world full of dangers and fun.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Fuhai was irritated by his laughter and asked viciously.
"You just said that I am a fortune teller. Do you think I couldn't predict your arrival?" Zhuang Li said in a light tone.
Zhang Fuhai sneered, "If you figured it out, why didn't you hide? Are you tired of living?"
As he spoke, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, clearly extinguishing all humanity and transforming into a murderous maniac. He dared to kill anyone he disliked, regardless of grudges or not. Killing one person meant death, killing two also meant death; it made no difference to him.
Zhuang Li lowered his eyes to look at the cold white blade under his nose and said slowly, "Why should I hide? I'm waiting for you."
Zhang Fuhai sneered, as if mocking the man for still talking nonsense when he was dying.
"You threw Liao Qi's head into the same place where your daughter's body was fished out, right? You also stuffed Liao Fa's genitals into his mouth. You wanted to punish them in this way and commemorate your daughter at the same time. You wanted your daughter to know that you had avenged her and that her soul could rest in peace."
With every word Zhuang Li spoke, Zhang Fuhai's breathing became heavier.
He had been sneaking back to Zhangjia Village for several days, and along the way he had been asking the police about the situation. He knew that the police had not made public the fact that he had cut off Liao Fa's penis because the circumstances were too sensational.
The neighbors who entered the crime scene were too timid to take a closer look at the time, so they had no idea about this.
This is a secret known only to him and the police.
He did take away Liao Qi's head and Liao Fa's thing, and did as Zhuang Li said, stuffing the two things together and throwing them into the river.
His every move seemed to be monitored by this person.
Unless you were constantly by his side, no one else would know about this! But Zhuang Li knew it, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Could he really predict everything?
Thinking of this, Zhang Fuhai began to breathe heavily and pressed the knife in his hand.
Before he could speak, Zhuang Li continued, "I also know why you risked being caught red-handed running back to the crime scene. It's because there are still two people on your kill list that haven't been cleared. One is Zhang Yanyan, and the other is her son Liao Wei, right?"
Zhang Fuhai was now completely convinced. Zhuang Li was truly an expert in foretelling things; he had predicted everything accurately.
"Liao Qi destroyed your family, and you must also make sure that he has no descendants. You must eradicate the roots of the Liao family." Zhuang Li described Zhang Fuhai's inner thoughts in a calm tone.
Only at this point did Zhang Fuhai gradually realize who he had kidnapped.
This man only needs to count on his fingers to see through him from head to toe, from inside to outside. He knows all his plans and understands all his thoughts, like a ghost hidden in his heart.
Zhang Fuhai's hand holding the knife began to tremble slightly, and a chill ran down the soles of his feet.
It doesn't feel good to be hit in the soul.
However, the hatred in his heart soon overwhelmed all his fear. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "So what if you figured it out? I want to kill you, can you hide? If you want to live, tell me Zhang Yanyan's whereabouts immediately! Where did she take her son?"
Zhang Fuhai's mouth was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and his eyes were red. At this moment, he was a desperate man who would kill without mercy.
7480 was sweating profusely and urged, "Master, tell him quickly!"
Zhuang Li asked calmly, "Why do you think Zhang Yanyan hid with her son?"
"Why?" Zhang Fuhai asked in a gruff voice. He hadn't realized that after entering the room, even with the knife against Zhuang Li's neck, he was still the one being led by the nose.
"Because I told her that if she didn't leave, you would come back and kill her, so she ran away with her son on the day of the murder." Zhuang Li sighed softly, "I can predict every move you make, Zhang Fuhai."
7480 covered his face and groaned, "Master, please stop provoking him! His hand is unsteady even holding the knife!"
Zhang Fuhai's hand holding the knife was indeed shaking, as if he could cut Zhuang Li's carotid artery at any time, causing the man to bleed profusely.
He was seriously provoked.
However, Zhuang Li seemed to feel that this excitement was not enough, and slowly said, "Since I personally reminded her to hide, why would I tell you her whereabouts?"
"You're looking for death!" Zhang Fuhai was so angry that he lost his mind and raised the knife to cut Zhuang Li's neck.
However, the next second, he heard a sentence that made his heart stop: "But I can take you to see your daughter."
"What?" His murderous hand suddenly froze.
Wasn't his daughter dead a long time ago? Yet, even knowing this, his overwhelming desire still shattered all his rationality. He wanted to see his daughter again, day and night, every moment, even in his dreams.
In a trance, the sweet voice of his daughter calling "Dad" seemed to echo in his ears again, making his red eyes unable to stop showing a layer of hot mist.
"Where is my daughter?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Your daughter's soul is no longer in that river. I can take you to see her after her reincarnation." Zhuang Li said calmly, "Put down your knife, and let's go."
Zhang Fuhai put down his knife in a daze and followed Zhuang Li out of the fortune-telling parlor like a puppet. He wanted to see his daughter, and this obsession made him willing to endure any form of deception.
However, Zhuang Li did not lie to him.
He took Zhang Fuhai to a late-night snack stall, pointed at a little girl doing her homework on a small plastic stool, and said, "That's it."
Zhang Fuhai took a closer look and burst into tears. The little girl had a perky ponytail, a round face, and two missing front teeth when she smiled. She looked exactly like his daughter.
"Her birthday is May 25, 20XX. She was born deaf and was raised by a single mother. Her mother worked day and night to earn money to install a cochlear implant for her. She does her homework every night in this noisy late-night snack stall, but she has excellent grades, just like your daughter, always getting first place in the class on every exam."
Zhuang Li slowly introduced the little girl's situation.
May 25, 20XX was the day after Zhang Fuhai's daughter died. Her autopsy report showed that in addition to sexual assault, she had also suffered inhumane beatings, and both her eardrums were perforated.
With that appearance, that birthday, and those physical features, who else could it be but the reincarnation of his daughter? Zhang Fuhai excitedly grasped the doorknob.
Zhuang Li locked the car door and said coldly, "What are you doing in front of me? Do you want her to see with her own eyes how a murderer is pinned to the ground and taken away by the police? Are you worthy enough to embrace a pure woman when you are covered in blood? If you want her to grow up peacefully in this life, then you should do her some good deeds and stop killing innocent people."
Zhang Fuhai, who had already pulled out a knife and was about to threaten Zhuang Li to open the car door, suddenly collapsed in his seat.
He regretted it and realized that if it could make his daughter live a good life, he would do anything. Not to mention not killing anyone, even if he was asked to lie down and be killed, he wouldn't blink an eye.
How he wished that he was the one who died back then!
Zhang Fuhai looked at his daughter infatuatedly, suppressed his tears, wiped away his tears, and said in a decisive tone: "Send me to the police station, I want to turn myself in!"
He pulled out a bank card and pleaded, "Master Zhuang, thank you for taking me to see my daughter one last time. There's over 300,000 yuan in this card, all earned honestly through work. Please give it to my daughter so she can have the surgery."
Zhuang Li pushed the bank card away and said calmly, "Your daughter used your money. The police will find out, and you'll bring trouble to both of them. If you want to give it, you can only ask the police to do it for you. Every citizen has the freedom to donate money to help others."
Zhang Fuhai hurriedly put away the bank card and said with tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Master Zhuang. If my daughter's surgery is successful and she can hear again, please burn some paper money for me and let me know."
He knew that he would surely die if he surrendered.
Zhuang Li agreed and sent the man to the police station.
While waiting to give his statement in the reception room, 7480 finally lost his patience and asked curiously, "Master, is that little girl really the reincarnation of his daughter?"
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and spoke slowly, "I found this little girl among a vast sea of people using big data. She's now received donations and has the opportunity to restore her hearing. This is the best outcome. And Zhang Fuhai's obsession has dissipated, and he's repented. This is also the best outcome. As for whether they were related in the past, what does it matter?"
7480 slowly digested this information and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Zhuang Li rubbed his temples and said thoughtfully, "This matter has only been truly concluded now."
7480 quickly realized that his master's "end" meant everything was under control. He'd known Zhang Fuhai's plan from the start, so he'd allowed the deaths of Liao Qi and Liao Fa, two beasts. But, for the sake of the child's innocence, he'd warned Zhang Yanyan to escape with Zhang Wei. Then, he'd taken Zhang Fuhai to see the little girl, helping her and ultimately defusing Zhang Fuhai's anger.
He knew from the beginning how this would unfold and how it would end. He could let the beast run wild, but he also knew how to capture it.
He never lets a situation get out of control.
7480 smacked his lips and said sincerely, "Master, I really want to see you flip over."
Zhuang Li chuckled and said, "I can't turn over, but I can turn my face. Do you want to try?"
7480 quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, forget it, I'll get out of here." After saying that, he actually lowered his head and rolled away.
At the same time, the police officer who had finished recording Zhang Fuhai's confession showed a video clip to an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face. He pointed at two people in the video and said in a serious tone, "Master, can you tell when these two people died?"
The old man stared at Liao Fa, who was holding up a steel pipe and preparing to smash things, and Liao Qi, who was hiding in the crowd watching the excitement, and shook his head and said, "I can only see that their faces are full of death, but I can't tell when they will die."
The policeman lowered his voice and said, "But there was a man who claimed to be able to see other people's horoscopes. He said these two people would die in three days, and three days later, they actually died."
"Seeing someone else's horoscope?" the old man said in horror. "There's no way such a person exists in the world! What do you think a horoscope is? It's like an astrological chart, something that can foresee the future. Only divine powers can see it. Who is this person you're talking about? If he were truly human, he wouldn't be able to see a horoscope!"
The police officer did not respond. Instead, he took out a photo of a little girl and continued to ask, "Master, can you tell her past life?"
The old man laughed angrily: "See the previous life? Do you think I'm a god?"
The policeman finally sat down, clasped his hands together, and said carefully, "But we found someone who can read both horoscopes and reincarnation. Master, what exactly do you think he is?"
The old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then he said slowly, word by word: "Send an expert to investigate, and we will know what he is."
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