Ninety-third bowl of soup (1)

Fortune telling.

Two bloody big characters were printed on the white cloth. Four small stones picked up from somewhere were pressed at the four corners, and a small stool called the guest to sit on was also placed. It can be said that it was quite shabby. This street has many fortune tellers, but most of them are older old men and eloquent middle-aged women. Moreover, they have set up a very detailed Zhouyi Bagua picture, such a stall with two big characters and white cloth... There is really no one.

But this stall is the best business.

Why?

Because the little girl who sets up a stall is beautiful!

It was made of pink and jade, and her skin was so tender that it could pinch it out of water. Her long hair tied a neat ponytail, revealing her round and smooth forehead. Her watery eyes looked at the people passing by, and she couldn't stand it. For some reason, she sat down in front of her stall and asked her to see her.

Meng Daxian, who set up a fortune teller stall next to him, looked at this place with his eyes slanted and ate melon seeds. He was very unhappy and extremely unhappy. Why do you ask? You can tell by yourself...

"This gentleman looks like he will make a small fortune today!... Yes, I must be right. This small fortune is no less than a thousand yuan... Absolute!"

Bah! You close the stall at 5 pm, even if they don’t make a fortune, they can’t come to you!

"Looking for a girlfriend? I see that you have a rosy face. I'm afraid you're not going to have the luck in love recently... What? I'll lie to you? Of course I won't lie to you!"

Damn! Who is lying to others if you don’t lie? You’re just lying to others? I’ve used this trick long ago! I have been lucky recently, but has this time limit recently? Look at the fortune teller who is crazy about it. When the time comes, people will tell you that the calculation is not accurate. Why don’t you just get along with others?

"Student, do you want to ask about the college entrance examination results? I can only say this is beyond your imagination. Don't worry, you will definitely be admitted to your ideal school!"

Ha! I don’t know how many times have I said this? Parents who come to ask their children about their studies can say this! It’s all routines!

Seeing the little girl next to him, Meng Daxian was so angry that he was so angry that he was staring at him. In the hot weather, he worked hard to set up his stall for most of the day and has not opened yet. The little girl next door made a fortune! Are you angry? There are also people like this who tell fortunes? If you don’t look at palms or facials, you won’t tell divination, and you will open your mouth??? So awesome?? Meng Daxian lived in his sixties and doesn’t have the ability to do this! A real expert like him makes a living by his ability, and this little girl dares to come and grab a job! Originally, he should be the fortune teller on this street!

Meng Daxian was about to go up and smash the stall, and the little girl next door finally sent away the last guest. Just as he was about to go over and communicate with the little girl, hoping that she could respect the elderly and love the young, not shamelessly use her appearance to tell fortunes, the little girl suddenly reached out and grabbed the pants of a man passing by the stall - Fortunately, the man wore work pants and belts, otherwise he would be so embarrassed!

He looked up again - Meng Daxian gasped, oh, this isn't that thorny head, isn't this the captain of the city's criminal investigation team Zhong Xun? He doesn't believe in the strange power and chaos gods who claim to be a feudal superstition in modern society! The little girl grabbed him... wouldn't she be beaten? Look at this guy who is about 1.9 meters tall and strong and burly, is the little girl enough to punch him? Even Meng Daxian knew that Zhong Xun won the national police fighting competition championship for seven years, because he happened to be a policeman for seven years.

He became the captain of the criminal investigation team in just seven years because he was really a genius who solved the case. Although he was tall and big, he was as careful as a haircut, his eyes were like thunder and lightning, and he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. It was quite scary.

The reason why Meng Daxian is so familiar with Zhong Xun is that they have met him more than once at the crime scene, and they are scared to death every time. So he doesn't dare to be naive and want to teach the little girl next door who is talking nonsense and fortune telling, so he should just leave first.

"...Mr. Policeman, I think you will suffer a bloody disaster today."

Oh, don't say it. The little girl's voice is sweet and clear, and it sounds pretty nice. I can't blame the fortune tellers, but they are all men. They look good, but they are different from him. He is a bad old man. Although he was young, he could be said to be very handsome in Dabie Mountains.

Zhong Xun looked down at the hands that were holding his pants. They were white and tender, very cute and small. He looked at the master of his hand, first being shocked by the other party's beauty, and then saw two huge red characters under her feet - fortune telling.

He turned out to be a little charlatan.

He said coldly: "Let go."

"Mr. Police, listen to me, I won't lie to you. You will really have a bloody disaster today, but if you believe me... Alas! Alas, don't leave!" The pants were pulled away, and the man strode away. He was busy investigating the case and chasing clues, and he had no time to entangle with a little charlatan. Qinghuan was silent for two seconds, quickly packed up his stool and big white cloth, and quickly chased after him.

Then she hugged Zhongxun from behind in front of pedestrians on the street: "Don't leave!"

Zhong Xun was about to turn around and rape her, but suddenly there was a loud bang, and a large flower pot fell from the sky and smashed to the ground. If he had not been hugged by the girl for a second, the flower pot could have a puff of his hard head.

"...Look, I said you were suffering from blood?" Qing Huan withdrew his hand and thrust his mouth towards the flower pot on the ground.

Zhong Xun raised his head and saw a naughty child on the ninth floor being pulled back by his parents and hid him, and he had no intention of apologizing.

He is so violent! He is angry!

I was about to go up to settle the score with someone, but Qing Huan grabbed me: "Hey!"

"Let go."

"You are the people's policeman, and you're a kid, it's useless if you go up." You won't be sentenced.

"It's useless." Zhong Xun suddenly grinned, and then returned to his fierce expression. "But I can beat him up."

Wow!

Qinghuan followed him up after running. Seeing Zhong Xun knocking on the door first, the other party pretended to be dead, and then he kicked it, and the security door was kicked to pieces! This guy has such a lot of strength!

Then Qinghuan happily watched a live documentary at the door of "A naughty child throwing flower pots from high altitude and being beaten by a victim to harm his parents." The parents were beaten even worse and shouted to call the police.

Zhong Xun smiled again. He looked fierce and was particularly scary when he smiled. He took out his ID: "I am the policeman, please report it!"

Then the family didn't dare to speak. Zhongxun clenched his fists: "I hit me today. I react quickly. If I hit someone else in the future, no matter how young your son is, I will beat him to death, remember if I remember it?"

The naughty child’s family nodded like pounding garlic: “Remember it, remember it!”

The legendary evil man is going to be beaten by the evil man... Qinghuan grabbed Zhong Xun who was about to ignore her strode away, "Don't leave, listen to me!"

Zhongxun looked at her impatiently, and then suddenly realized that she seemed really beautiful... more beautiful than the rough glance just now... especially her eyes were particularly beautiful, with watery slap and long eyelashes. "What are you doing?"

"I mean, I just calculated it right for you, right?"

"You are blind." Zhong Xun said without a word.

Qinghuan said, "But if I hadn't pulled you, your head would have gone!" Why did she say what it felt like to hit the vase from the sky when it fell on the head?

Zhongxun still insisted on his own opinion: "I don't believe in these things, you can find someone else." After taking two steps, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he took out his wallet and pulled out all the 100-dollar bills and stuffed them to her, "Go back to school, don't learn to cheat."

Qinghuan: "..."Hey, she looks like a liar in the world? She is here to help, okay?

After two seconds of dumbfounded, Zhong Xun walked more than a dozen steps faster than her. He was afraid that he would really leave, Qinghuan shouted to him: "I know who killed Wang Fang!"

"What did you say?!"

If Qinghuan hadn't had strong psychological qualities, an ordinary girl would have been really scared by Zhong Xun's expression and tone. "How do you know? Who are you? How do you know what case I'm investigating?"

"I've said it was all calculated." Qing Huan pinched his fingers and said, "I'm really here to help you. Now you can't find out anything without any ignorance. Why don't you believe me?"

Zhongxun stared at her for two seconds, "I must have known it from somewhere, I don't believe it."

Qinghuan: "...Hey! If you can't find out, I'll wait for you in the old place where I set up a stall just now!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Xunren was gone.

She returned to the old place to continue setting up a stall, but found that Meng Daxian had taken her seat at some point. Qinghuan hugged Xiaomaza and said tactfully: "This old man, this is my seat..."

Her voice was soft and young, and Meng Daxian, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, hummed, "Have you written your name?"

That's really not. Qinghuan simply spread his stool and sat down, "Why are you angry with me, uncle? Is it because I robbed your business?"

The little girl spoke too honestly, and Meng Daxian felt a little embarrassed. However, he was always very thick-skinned, so he denied with confidence: "Of course not! Am I the kind of petty person?! I occupied this place, of course because this is a Feng Shui treasure land! Your child’s house doesn’t understand, why did those guests come to you just now? It’s because your terrain is good!"

Qinghuan showed a sudden enlightenment expression: "But I saw your face, old man, you are destined to be in trouble today. If you sit here, you will be slightly injured."

Meng Daxian sneered: "What are you kidding? I'm—ah!!!"

"What am I talking about?" Qinghuan stood up and looked at Meng Daxian, who broke the manhole cover and caused her whole person to fall into the sewer, "Are you in the water today?"

This fake stall is for rent. Of course, there is no good place for her to set up a stall temporarily, and there is only such a broken manhole cover. However, she is light in weight, so it doesn't matter if she sits on it. The fat old man Meng Daxian is not good at all. So, the manhole cover is broken and the person is also fallen, and probably sprained his foot.

If you don’t listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss before you.
Chapter completed!