Chapter 23
The audience in the live broadcast room didn't react for a moment, and kept posting comments to make people laugh:
[This is hilarious! Brother Chang, you really hit the spot. You actually played a recording of a police siren?]
Three seconds later, Brother Chang's phone turned diagonally forward and saw a white police car parked on the side of the road. The police lights on it flashed in two colors. Several uniformed figures raised their eyes and strode towards their corner.
[Oh my god, someone really called the police?]
Brother Chang was surprised when he saw this comment. He turned to look at his companions who had come with him. They all blinked in confusion, showing strange expressions and looks, and hurriedly waved their hands: "It has nothing to do with me. I didn't call the police."
Brother Chang flashed a surprised expression to the camera, then looked at the young man sitting cross-legged on a chair playing with a tortoise, and said with a grin, "Don't mind it, buddy. It might be that one of the enthusiastic viewers in the live broadcast room called the police. But if you didn't lie, you shouldn't be worried, right?"
Mo Jingtong on the side looked at Brother Chang, then looked at the mirror, his brows furrowed.
On the other hand, Rong Jing's expression was quite calm. Facing Chang Ge's provocation, he was even in the mood to open the candy and eat it.
He smiled and said to Brother Chang: "You are right, I didn't lie, so don't worry."
Not long after he finished speaking, the uniformed policemen walked up to the stall.
The man in the lead looked familiar. Rong Jing stared at him for a while before remembering that in the previous operation to capture Zhang Bu, he and Yuan Siyu pretended to be a couple and came to his stall to protect Liu Liu.
It seems his surname is Hu.
The young policeman had obviously noticed Rong Jing's gaze and was about to say hello when a figure suddenly squeezed into his field of vision. A flash of eye-catching yellow hair passed by. Then Brother Chang stopped in front of Officer Hu, reached out and forcefully took Officer Hu's hand and shook it, smiling a bit flatteringly: "Officer, I'm so sorry to trouble you."
Officer Hu raised his eyebrows.
Brother Chang didn't notice anything wrong and immediately said, "But the main reason is that this guy is deceiving people too much. The audience in my live broadcast room can't stand it anymore."
"A lie?"
"Oh, you received a call to the police but haven't figured out what's going on yet, right? Here's what happened: This guy was setting up a stall here telling fortunes. I thought he was a scam, so I made a bet with him. Now the bet time is up, but his fortune-telling didn't work, so a kind-hearted viewer of the livestream called the police."
With the support of 100,000 spectators, Brother Chang became increasingly excited and added a few more words: "But I don't think this kid is very old, probably not even 20 years old. Maybe he's just having family difficulties and accidentally strayed into the wrong path. If you can handle it appropriately, then do so... There's no need to be so strict, the child still has a lot of room to grow."
Officer Hu glanced in the mirror.
Rong Jing showed an innocent expression.
To be honest, Rong Jing was also very shocked when he heard what Brother Chang said.
When Brother Chang came to him to make a bet, his malicious thoughts were like a cup full of water, about to overflow if he wasn't careful.
As a result, when facing the police, he acted tolerant and generous, and even persuaded the police not to be too strict.
...He's even managing the police. What a drama.
Officer Hu had obviously seen something from Rong Jing's expression. He twitched his lips and replied to Brother Chang with a half-smile: "You're right."
Before Brother Chang could even smile in agreement, Officer Hu asked again, "You just said you had a bet. What was it?"
Brother Chang quickly said, "He said my career will be in trouble within seven days."
Officer Hu raised an eyebrow: "Just some twists and turns?"
Brother Chang was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why he suddenly felt that the expression and question of the police officer in front of him seemed to be somewhat meaningful, but he didn't think much about it. He laughed and said, "That's not the case. According to him, the more serious meaning is that my career has plummeted."
"I see." Officer Hu pulled silver handcuffs from his pocket. He moved his wrist slightly, and the handcuffs dangled on his fingers. He asked Brother Chang, "Do you know what these are?"
Brother Chang chuckled, "Do you even need to ask? I don't think there's a single person among the 100,000 viewers in my livestream who doesn't recognize the silver handcuffs."
"Yeah, that's good to know."
Officer Hu nodded with satisfaction, and then, under the gaze of Brother Chang and the audience in the live broadcast room, he grabbed Brother Chang's wrist without warning and put the silver handcuffs on his wrist.
As he dragged the man to his side with the silver handcuffs, he laughed, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Master Rong is still too conservative. Your career will not only plummet, but I'm afraid it will be buried on the spot."
The sudden scene instantly plunged the end of the street into endless silence. Chang Ge's companions took a step back, their hearts filled with horror, their eyes flickering as they looked at each other. At this moment, the live broadcast room was obviously in an uproar.
[Oh my god! What's going on?]
[Ahhh, I don't understand. The police aren't here to arrest the scammer Master, but Brother Chang?]
[No, why would you arrest Brother Chang for no reason?]
[Could it be that the master of deception hired him to act here?]
[Although, brother, are you crazy? This is a live broadcast with 100,000 viewers. How dare he hire someone to pretend to be a police officer? He must be fed up with life.]
I don't understand this development, can someone explain what's going on?
Just as shocked and confused as the audience in the live broadcast room was Chang Ge himself. He stared blankly at his hand connected to the silver handcuffs, unable to react. He asked with his mouth wide open, stumbling, "Officer, are you mistaken?"
"Are you mistaken? Your name is Chang Tianrui, right?"
"right."
"Then we've got the right person." Officer Hu raised his eyelids and looked at him, his voice a little cold. "You've been arrested on suspicion of murder. If you have anything to refute, come with us to the police station first."
Suspected of murdering another person.
A few words floated past Chang Tianrui's ears. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his face suddenly turned pale.
As soon as Officer Hu saw his expression, he knew that he knew what was going on. The sarcasm on his face became more and more intense, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he signaled his companions behind him to go forward and take the man away.
He glanced at the phone that was still broadcasting live and raised his chin slightly. Several of Chang Ge's companions immediately pressed the "Close" button quickly, then suppressed the horror in their hearts and looked at each other.
——Why would Brother Chang be involved in such a thing as murdering someone else?
Are you kidding?
Officer Hu ignored the doubtful expressions of Brother Chang's companions. He turned around and nodded slightly to Rong Jing, said, "Master Rong, we will not disturb you from doing business," and turned to leave.
The white police car with sirens blaring quickly disappeared at the end of Changhua Street.
As soon as they left, the eyes of the onlookers looking at Rong Jing were filled with a strange glow.
Oh my god!
Did it really come true?
It’s stuck at the seven-day mark, is Chang Tianrui finished?
Some people were still in shock, while others had already reacted and quickly moved to Rong Jing's stall, sat down, and smiled brightly at Rong Jing: "Master, please tell me your fortune."
…
Liu Liu was shopping with her little sister when she got the news. When she heard the screams from her little sister's mouth, her eyes widened slightly and she immediately moved closer.
Although only half an hour had passed since Brother Chang was taken away by the police, there were no less than 100,000 viewers in the live broadcast room at that time, and there was also a lot of traffic on Changhua Street. As soon as the incident happened, the whole thing was naturally popular and quickly became a hot search on short video software and Weibo.
The former even climbed to the first place with the topic #Chang Ge was suspected of being involved in a murder and was taken away by the police#.
"Oh my god, this is too much!" Liu Liu's sisters exclaimed, "We even have the screen recording of Brother Chang being arrested. Rong Jing really was right!"
Liu Liu had glanced aside most of the topic, but couldn't help but snort when she heard this: "I told you Rong Jing was very powerful, and you were still worried about him failing."
She poked the screen and muttered to herself, "Let me see what people are saying online now. What are those fans of Brother Chang's like?"
The little sister handed the phone over and chuckled, "What else could he be like? Either he's sliding on his knees or pretending to be dead."
Liu Liu opened the comment section.
[What are you standing there for? Deduct 6! I wonder who dares not to believe in divination now!]
[I admit I was a bit loud before, the things our ancestors left behind are indeed quite awesome.]
[Is there still a chance to consult a fortune teller now?]
[Click on the picture above and see how many people have gathered in front of Master Rong’s stall…]
[No, don't just focus on discussing Rong Jing. Is there anyone who knows what's going on with Chang Tianrui?]
[An insider has come forward. It seems the problem arose a couple of days ago when Chang Tianrui took fans to a gathering of wealthy young masters. I heard one of the young masters was high on drugs and said a lot of nonsense. A female fan recorded the video, which included how they toyed with women and even accidentally killed a girl Chang Tianrui had introduced to them.]
[Oh my god, what about the poison? Did Chang Tianrui take it?]
What do you think? I don't really believe that they all yelled and I didn't, or they all smoked and I didn't, do I?
Liu Liu was also shocked by what this insider said. At the same time, she suddenly recalled the discussion between Rong Jing and herself about the candidates for the winning fans in Chang Tianrui's live broadcast room, and she suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Damn.
Wouldn’t Rong Jing know at that time that Chang Tianrui was involved in a murder?
Liu Liu took a breath and thought to herself that if this was true, then Rong Jing had been too conservative in his response to the Zhangbu incident.
Liu Liu's little sister didn't know what she was thinking yet, but her curiosity about Rong Jing reached its peak at this moment. She changed her plan to continue shopping and turned around to urge Liu Liu to go to Changhua Street.
Liu Liu couldn't help but remind her, "There must be a lot of people on Changhua Street right now."
The little sister didn't mind: "We're just going to join in the fun anyway."
So, when the two arrived at Changhua Street, they saw a long queue in front of Rong Jing's stall. The queue even turned several corners before it barely avoided blocking the road on the side.
Liu Liu walked to Mo Jingtong's side and silently watched Rong Jing reading a baby's fortune. She poked Mo Jingtong's lower back and exclaimed, "There are so many people here. What is he reading?"
"Think about whether this kid will have a chance to go to Yan University in the future."
Liu Liu: “……?”
At an age when you can’t even control your urine, you’re thinking about going to Yanda?
Liu Liu and her sisters looked at each other and waited curiously for Rong Jing's answer.
Rong Jing looked at the copper coins on the table. Seeing the parents' hope, he opened his mouth and said hesitantly, "Kun is below, Li is above. Yao Ci Jiu Si, don't be greedy when moving forward, there will be danger."
Rong Jing didn't need to explain too much. When the parent heard this, all sorts of news stories popped up in his mind about children committing suicide by jumping off buildings or into rivers due to academic pressure. He shuddered, an idea forming in his mind, and he quickly said, "I know, I know. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I'd rather die soon, out of sight, out of mind, and then I won't have to worry about him."
Rong Jing: “……?”
The logic seems to be fine, but I always feel like something is wrong.
After the parent left, a woman in her twenties came forward to ask for a marriage prediction. She opened her mouth and said, "I've been dating my boyfriend for a while. A few days ago, I talked to him about marriage, but he changed the subject. And since yesterday, I haven't been able to contact him. I'm wondering if he doesn't want to marry me anymore, so I wanted to ask the fortune teller, what should I do?"
Rong Jing pulled out her phone and asked a confusing question: "Is your boyfriend's name Zeng Liangping?"
The girl's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with astonishment: "Master, can you even calculate this?"
Rong Jing: “…No.”
He just took a chance.
Then he pointed to the number on his phone and said to her, "Call this number. She's Zeng Liangping's blind date. There are three other girls around her who were deceived and were dating Zeng Liangping at the same time."
No matter how dumb the girl was, she understood what he meant. She took a deep breath, pounded her fist on the table, wrote down the phone number, and turned away.
Rong Jing watched her leave, turned back, and said to the long line in front of him, "Next!"
…
In a blink of an eye, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Rong Jing covered his empty stomach and looked at the team that still had at least dozens of people. A feeling of despair gradually appeared in his eyes.
Although he was very satisfied with the amount of money he received from WeChat and Alipay today, and his ears were even callused from hearing the prompts like "500 yuan has been deposited into your account", he still wanted to go on strike when he saw the long queue.
Mo Jingtong couldn't bear it either.
The group of people who wanted to see Rong Jing for fortune-telling were tired and thirsty from waiting, and they were too lazy to leave. They were afraid of being squeezed out of the line, so they would just shout, "Orange juice boss over there, squeeze me a glass."
After six hours, his arms were almost cramped and he still owed his customers ten glasses of orange juice.
Mo Jingtong pressed his fingers on his philtrum, giving himself first aid. Like a wilted dogtail grass, he clutched Rong Jing's clothes and cried, "Rong Jing, this won't work. My arm is going to break."
Rong Jing: “…”
Don't talk like my arm isn't broken.
He also shakes the turtle shell when he tells fortunes.
This kind of life where pain coexists with the joy of collecting money came to an end with the arrival of Special Assistant Song, the Xie family's top steward.
Song Qing knew that the fact that there were customers lining up in front of Rong Jing's stall had nothing to do with Rong Jing, because Rong Jing was too busy to complain to Xie Changshi. He saw the words #Yunyu host Chang Ge was arrested# in the push message on Weibo, and suddenly remembered that this host was the one who came to provoke Rong Jing.
Originally, Song Qing planned to dig up some information about Brother Chang himself.
Although he does not run his own media, Xie's group also has related industries. He can guess after taking a closer look that Brother Chang's arrogant style and wealthy appearance are all packaged by the MCN behind him. If such a person really wants to dig up negative information, it will happen in minutes.
But Mr. Xie from their family said, "Don't pay attention to it. Ah Jing knows what's going on."
So he really ignored it.
The next time we get relevant information is today.
He glanced at the content of the news and couldn't help but take a breath. He thought to himself that it was a good thing that he listened to Mr. Xie and didn't dig up dirt on Chang Tianrui in private. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have brought his fans to the gathering of rich young masters, and all the dirty tricks would be exposed by the fans.
Looking at Chang Tianrui's appearance, Song Qing felt unlucky and decisively slid to the next content.
When I swiped, I saw a picture posted by a netizen showing a beauty mirror surrounded by countless customers.
He smiled at Xie Changshi and said, "Mr. Xie, Mr. Rong is famous."
Xie Changshi enlarged the photo and glimpsed the boy's wrinkled face through the gap in the crowd. He looked as aggrieved as a bun.
Based on Xie Changshi's understanding of Rong Jing, he could guess the little zombie's mood at the moment and what complaints he was muttering in his heart.
He lowered his eyes and smiled silently.
When the car stopped at Changhua Street, Song Qing squeezed into the crowd and shouted, "Everyone, it's getting late. Let's let Master Rong go home and rest early."
The customers were actually a little impatient, but after hearing this, they struggled to ask, "So how do we calculate today's queue?"
Song Qing: "I'll do the registration. Everyone, please tell me your name and phone number. I'll contact you tomorrow. If you still want to have your fortune told tomorrow, you can just come over and have it told. You don't have to wait in line. Is this okay with you?"
Everyone looked at each other, thought this method was good, and nodded.
Taking advantage of the time when Song Qing was registering, Rong Jing picked up the tortoise and the copper coins and stuffed them into his backpack. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xie Changshi and rushed into the man's arms like a small cannonball. He nuzzled Xie Changshi's shirt, rubbed off his buttons, and took a deep breath against his skin.
"It smells so good. I really want to have a sip to replenish my energy."
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