"Since you are sure she is alive, tell us in detail." Lan Qingyang spoke.
Wan Qiang gave an ambiguous "hmm" and then continued talking incoherently.
"She is still alive, but not in the way most people think. Her original body was cremated and no longer exists, and her soul now resides in a body that is incompatible with her gender."
"A month ago, her soul and this body rejected each other, and she briefly fell into a vegetative state for a few days, but she has now returned to normal."
"Her marriage line is clearly visible. The other party is a 22-year-old female college graduate..."
“…”
When saying these words, Wan Qiang exuded confidence and an outspoken charm.
She is so attractive that one can't take their eyes off her.
The worst thing was that after she said those words, she read out all the information about the birth date and time.
"Anyone who doesn't believe it can go and check it out for themselves."
This birth date and time was an 'alternative' one that Lan Qingyang had spent quite some time to find.
The moment he took it out, he was prepared that everyone could only calculate part of it and no one would be able to access the truth. But he really never expected that Wan Qiang could actually calculate everything with such information as Shao Cheng.
This is not fortune-telling.
This is fucking God.
Well... except for God, Lan Qingyang really couldn't imagine who else could have such an awesome ability.
Without making any expression, Lan Qingyang raised the '√' sign and looked at Wan Qiang with a smile.
The appreciation and approval in his eyes were not concealed at all.
The others were initially unwilling to accept it, thinking Wan Qiang was just making it up, and some even went to verify it. But when they received the results two minutes later, they were all dumbfounded.
They all match.
Not a single mistake.
Even if they didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that Wan Qiang could really crush everyone present when it came to fortune-telling.
Oh, no, to be exact: he can crush all fortune-tellers around the world, without exception.
Nothing else.
What I mean is, who made Wan Qiang's fortune-telling ability unique in the whole world?
"You can't judge a person by appearances. I think I can understand why Director Lan is so optimistic about Wan Qiang."
"She's definitely got some talent, no wonder netizens buy into her."
"You might not believe this, but a friend of mine told me that just today, Kuaiyu Live spent an eight-figure signing fee to sign Wan Qiang."
"I just heard a rumor that Wan Qiang was assigned to the Special Security Bureau by a high-ranking official from Sheng State."
“…”
Amidst the chatter, Lan Qingyang raised his hand, and someone appeared in the conference room, wheeling a corpse. The body was covered in white cloth and scented, but it also emitted an indescribable stench.
"That's the second problem. Tell me the cause of his death, no matter what method you use."
The Special Security Bureau deals with supernatural events, which are inherently difficult, so the requirement to find the cause of death is perfectly normal.
At once, more than fifty people except Wan Qiang gathered around.
They looked very carefully and saw that the white cloth had been completely removed, revealing the body.
It's strange to say, the smell is so shocking, but the body doesn't have any scars at all. It looks like a living person. You can't tell that he has been dead for a long time. The stench of the body is unbearable.
These leaders in the world of metaphysics surrounded the corpse, their expressions changing from being confident at first to becoming more solemn than each other.
Some people even summoned spirits without paying attention to the people around them.
But... it's no use.
Not to mention the soul, even the slightest bit of spirit could not be summoned.
"Where's his soul? Why do I feel like it's scattered?" someone asked Lan Qingyang in surprise, "Director Lan, don't tell me someone really killed him and scattered his soul."
Lan Qingyang: "I can only say that you are right."
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