Chapter 108: The Face of the Rich and Powerful

They would never let go of any suspicious clue.

They were just curious about the source of Chisato's information, but Chisato just said that they discovered it by chance when they were tracking someone down.

Seeing him coming out, Shangguan Hong asked Ye Qinglan: "Where are we going next?"

"Rest for a night first. Go home and pack your things tomorrow morning, and we'll go to Lingcheng."

"oh."

Shangguan asked Qianli again: "What did the police say?"

"They'll track down the pig killer."

"Oh, that butcher is really bad. He kills people at random, regardless of age or gender. He kills whoever he sees when he goes out at night. But I'm not afraid of him."

Shangguan touched the mirror and copper coins he carried with him, fortunately they were not lost during the flood.

Chunyu: "If your grandmother knew he was the murderer, why didn't she report him to the police station?"

"How can we report this? My grandma can't say that she can communicate with spirits and ask the dead privately to know what they know. Even if we go, the police may not believe it. And don't you know what happened in the past few years? If my grandma goes, my whole family will definitely be reformed."

In fact, what Shangguan said was the fundamental reason why the Intelligence Department began to pay attention to special talents but gained nothing since Ye Qinglan joined the army.

Under the circumstances at that time, even if there were such people, no one dared to show up.

Otherwise, why do those bigwigs in the military say that Ye Qinglan is too bold?

Shangguan said again, "As soon as you go there and say it, they believe it. I think your words are quite effective. Hey, can you do something about the prices? The white and yellow paper have increased four or five times compared to before. We buy these for the dead, so aren't they making money from the dead? It's simply heartless."

"The market economy is not our responsibility." Ye Qinglan thought about it and said, "We can only respond to this situation. It is not certain whether your local authorities will intervene."

"Then file a complaint."

Ye Qinglan agreed.

Next, the group went to the guesthouse.

Shangguan kept playing with the silver dollar. One of them could be exchanged for five yuan, and he didn't know how many yuan there were in the whole bag.

Ye Qinglan casually took out a piece of paper from his bag and asked her a series of questions about psychic communication: Does she have the kind of yin-yang eyes that can see the dead anytime and anywhere? Or does she need props to see the dead?

Can we see other things besides humans, such as the monsters in legends?

Are there ghosts and evil spirits in this world? If so, can she resist them?

In addition to being psychic, can he also read Feng Shui and know the past and present?

Does the legendary curse really exist?

Are there really ghost soldiers?

…

Shangguan answered on paper: She and her grandmother are the only ones in her family who can communicate with spirits. It is a hereditary gift, and she has been gifted better than her grandmother since she was born. Her grandmother needs props, such as yellow paper and cinnabar, to summon the dead, but she doesn't need them. She has the Yin-Yang Eyes, and can see the dead anytime and anywhere.

For spirits and monsters, it means that the world is so big that there is nothing strange.

Devil ghosts, evil spirits, it’s the same old saying, there are all kinds of things in the world, if you encounter them, you can solve them.

If the Feng Shui of that place is occupied by evil spirits, she can solve it and see, if not, she can't solve it.

If you want to know about the past, ask archaeologists; if you want to know about the present, ask the prophets.

Curse? There were people who thought so before. They were not from the same clan, but during the feudal dynasty, this clan was exterminated because they participated in palace coups.

As for the ghost soldiers, if you think they exist, then they exist; if you think they don’t exist, then they don’t exist.

Ye Qinglan: “…”

Said a lot, but seemed to have said nothing.

"Will you tell my fortune?"

"No, but you have the appearance of being rich and powerful."

Ye Qinglan: “…”

Shangguan saw that she was speechless and explained a few words: "Face reading, feng shui, and spiritualism all have a little in common. Your face is your feng shui, and your face is good. Don't ask about other things. I will definitely help you solve all the problems I can. I grew up in a small place, and I have never seen many of the things you asked about. I just heard my grandmother mention them a little bit."

"In that case, when we return to Lingcheng, can you help me with two cases?"

"Of course, I will charge you. It will be an additional payment on top of my salary."

Of course there is no problem with that.

Shangguan smiled. She understood that this female comrade did not fully believe in her abilities and wanted to meet her.

Finally, Ye Qing asked another question, about ghost possession.

Shangguan also understood: "No ghost or evil spirit can possess the military and the police. They represent justice, and upright people cannot get close to them."

Ye Qinglan was relieved.

The next day.

Ye Qinglan took Shangguan home, and when they were packing up and leaving, they met the female waiter. The waitress thought that it was her big mouth that caused trouble for Shangguan Hong, so she rushed forward to block their way.

Shangguan patted her on the shoulder and said, "It's none of your business. I wanted to go with them on my own. Also, I know that you dug up the wall of my house. I wanted to teach you a lesson, but now that I see that you still have some humanity, I won't bother with you. Goodbye."

Then get in the car.

"Shangguan, please come back often in the future."

Shangguan Chong waved at her.

On the way, she asked about the price complaint again.

Ye Qinglan told her: "Return to Lingcheng and send the letter. You have to understand that sometimes letters sent from top to bottom are more useful than letters sent from bottom to top."

“It’s so complicated.”

Ye Qinglan remained silent.

It was already afternoon when we returned to Lingcheng.

After arranging accommodation for Chunyu and Shangguanhong, she took the two spies back with her.

Among those arrested recently, these two work for Country S, but they are not from Country S. They are in the same group as the one she shot in the head last time.

Three waves are from country B and one wave is from a small country in the south.

There is still a wave that has not approached yet. They are coming for her and now they have gone to Xiangcheng.

…

Those who were caught were imprisoned in Wenshan Prison in Lingcheng.

Only after seeing the person off did she have time to go home.

As soon as Ye Jiao saw her, she started chattering non-stop: "Sister, sister, you must have been in the disaster area recently. I'm worried about you. I've also been paying attention to the things happening in the disaster area. When those deceased soldiers were sent back, I saw it and couldn't help crying along with their families. Our school even organized a donation drive, and I donated all the pocket money you gave me."

"Don't ask about my whereabouts, and don't mention my affairs or Comrade Gu's affairs at home." Ye Qinglan praised him again: "You did a good job in donating money."

When Ye Jiao is praised, she is beautiful.

"Okay, I'll remember that. Oh, by the way, sister, you know, I saw Lin Fei in the newspaper. She opened a clothing factory in the south, and together with the directors of other local factories, she donated a total of 10,000 sets of clothes and shoes to the disaster area. She and another person were in the newspaper together. This little brat is quite conscientious."