Ninety-third bowl of soup (thirteen)

Zhong Xun was already in a state of emergency and went to the hospital. They searched for so long and found Wu Fan. But there was no evidence, but the victims appeared one by one. Zhong Xun, an atheist, only hoped to catch the murderer as soon as possible, let alone the charlatan or something. If the great god could jump out of the evidence, he would be the first to go!

Meng Daxian had forgotten several times: "Do you think I haven't calculated it? If I can do it, can I not tell you?" This is also why he insisted that this matter was related to that person. His eyes have been pounding these days, and he always felt that something bad was about to happen. "Didn't you find that Wu Fan? Show me the information and I'll face it."

"Your photos are used. Isn't this a little girl better than you?" Zhong Xun rolled his eyes and asked Qing Huan, "Can you calculate it?"

"Yes."

Qingpiaopiao's very casual answer made everyone stunned. "Can you?"

"Yes." She said again. "It depends on what you want."

"Is Wu Fan the murderer?"

Qinghuan but laughed silently.

Zhong Xun thought about it again: "Did the next victim appear?"

“It appears.”

"Where?!" Zhong Xun stood up suddenly, "Is it one of the missing children who have come to report the case these days?"

"no."

"Who is that? Where is he? Tell me quickly! Hurry!"

"You want to know what this does?"

"Save people!" Zhongxun felt that the little girl suddenly became strange. "Since you can calculate the time when the next victim is killed, let me tell me and let me stop this! The missing children are less than ten years old, so they shouldn't have died just like that!"

Meng Daxian also opened his eyes wide: "Do you know who the next victim is?"

"I know." Qing Huan smiled. "But I won't tell you."

"Why?" Jong-hoon looked at her incrediblely, "Don't you want to save them? Don't you want to seek justice for these children?"

"Do you believe in fate?" Qing Huan asked.

"Don't believe it." Zhong Xun looked cold, "Fate is in his own hands."

"Then how do you know that the fate you hold in your hands is not fate?" Qinghuan patted the dust on her skirt at some point, "Life is impermanent, and once fate comes, you cannot resist it."

"I don't believe this. I want you to tell me who the next victim is and where he is. Now tell me, it's still too late to save him!" Zhong Xun put his hands on the coffee table in front of Qinghuan, "Aren't you a little charlatan? Haven't you been following me all the time? Look at those dead children, aren't you feeling uncomfortable? Now that you have the chance to save him, why don't you tell me? Why don't you do something that you can do easily? Is this also the rule of you who practice Taoism?"

He was angry. From the beginning of Qinghuan's appearance in front of him, he felt that this was a little girl who needed protection and love, but she was brave and smart, and she had magical power. During the days she had been with her, Zhong Xun found that she was considerate and gentle, which could be seen from her usual care for him. But he didn't understand why such a good little girl could obviously save someone but refused to save her?

Qinghuan looked at him: "Have you heard of the butterfly effect?"

Seeing Zhongxun stunned, she smiled slightly: "Subtle changes will bring about a huge long-term chain reaction, especially for ordinary people. If you want to get what you shouldn't get, you will be destined to lose what you originally had. Can you understand what I mean?"

Even when she changed the world, she also followed the laws of the world and even drilled loopholes many times. However, this time, she did not appear as a person who already existed in this world, so she could not interfere in anything, just like the previous world, after leaving, she cleared everyone's memories.

She is not omnipotent, even if she has to restrain herself, otherwise she will fall into a huge abyss. Haven’t she tasted such consequences long ago? The mud at the bottom of the Wangchuan River is full of evil ghosts. How long has she been there to suppress the inner demons? If she always interfered in the way of heaven, how could she know that the laws of heaven would not go against her? By that time, she would naturally be able to escape unstoppable, but what about these living lives? Could the ruthless laws be pitying them?

The law is the most just and the most ruthless.

Errors need to be corrected, and those that should not exist must be eliminated.

"I don't understand, and I don't care about this." Zhongxun stared at her, "No matter what the consequences will happen, I will bear them alone! Now I want you to tell me who the fifth victim is?!"

The smile on Qinghuan's face slowly disappeared. The atmosphere between her and Zhong Xun was so urgent that Meng Daxian next to him did not dare to speak. The chubby old man looked at this and that, finally coughed and said tentatively: "That..."

"Tell me." Jong-hoon repeated again. "I don't care what the consequences are."

He insisted on his own, and Qinghuan did not stop him: "Now, you go to Tianxin Kindergarten on XX Road to wait. After school, there will be a little boy whose parents did not come to pick him up on time. He was waiting at the door. The teacher went to the office because of something. Before the teacher went to the office, you arrived, and then you could save him."

Zhong Xun turned around and left without saying a word.

Meng Daxian looked at his running back and was a little confused: "Well, what did you mean just now? Why can't you help if I can calculate it? If I can calculate it, I will tell you."

Qinghuan looked at him: "This is why you have not made any progress. You can only see the short-term future, but you cannot calculate a person's fate. You should know that short-term things will change. Even if the things are unpredictable, they are fate."

Two hours later, Zhong Xun came back and wiped his sweat: "I'll let other police officers protect the child closely for a few days so that he won't be targeted again."

Qinghuan said lightly: "No need, it's not that time, this child will have no meaning."

Zhongxun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Everyone is so tired these days. Are you going out for dinner together tonight? Everyone goes."

"No need, I'll go back to the hotel."

Zhong Xun realized it later and Qinghuan seemed not very happy. He looked at her back as she gradually moved away and asked Meng Daxian: "Did I speak so fiercely just now?"

"Hey, what is unpredictable and destiny? Why can't I understand the little girl's words?"

There were seven people in the criminal investigation team. Except for one family who had a family, everyone was going home early, everyone was going out for a meal together. They were talking and laughing and got into the deputy team's van, plucking their mobile phones in the car to find a shop with good discounts. Because the disagreement was too big, the deputy team driving couldn't help but smiled back and laughed at them: "Okay, stop making trouble, I really don't know what to eat later-"

A heavy truck suddenly broke out at the intersection and pressed it against the van with thunder. The police officers immersed in the discussion did not notice it. With a "bang", the van was squeezed by the truck and pressed to the store on the side of the road. Because the rush was too big, the truck kept hitting it inside before stopping.

Screams, cries, fearful heartbeats, dying eyes... and blood all over the sky.

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When Zhong Xun woke up, his heart was in pain. He tried to move, but found that he could not move anywhere except his eyes. He opened his eyes wide, smelled the unique smell of the hospital, and saw the snow-white walls.

"You're awake?"

It is Qinghuan's voice.

Zhong Xun rolled her eyes hard and looked to the side. She sat on the left side of the hospital bed and changed into a white skirt. Her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, making her face look as white as snow. She asked, "Do you regret it?"

Regret...what is she asking?

"If you didn't force me to tell you the fifth victim, the police will continue working overtime today. There may be only instant noodles with ham sausages for supper, but the heavy truck will hit the roadside safety bar because it was not impacted, instead of being squeezed into the fruit shop by the van. Seven dead and fifteen injured, which is the price you saved the fifth victim."

"Those who should have died were not dead, and those who should have died were all dead. Zhongxun, do you regret it?"

She was telling him the fact almost in a cold tone, and Zhongxun widened his eyes, he wanted to speak but couldn't say a word.

"That child died, it was fate, and he would be able to reincarnate soon. The seven dead people this time had not yet ended, and their ghosts had to wander around until decades before they could be reincarnated - but the time and place of death were different from fate. Can the soul-guiding people find them? In the past few decades, can you guarantee that their souls will remain in place? Can they guarantee that they will not be swallowed by evil ghosts?"

"Do you regret it?"

She sat in a chair with her hands on her knees, her eyes were gentle and her tone was gentle. "Did you know, when you told me that I was going out for dinner, I could have reminded you, but if I reminded you, do you know what would happen?"

"If you ask for what you shouldn't ask for, then fate will take away double or even multiples."

The truck driver was fully responsible for this major accident. He drove tiredly and saw it as a green light when the red light was red. It was too late when he found out. However, the driver died on the spot, and there was no one responsible.

There is a young woman who was crushed to death in the fruit shop. She is a single mother. Her child is just three years old. Every day, she asks her neighbors to help her take her to work. Today I get off work early and think about buying some fruits that her child loves.

Another one is a newly married husband. His wife likes to eat mangoes. The sign outside the fruit shop says fresh green mangoes have just arrived. He is planning to buy some to make his wife happy.

But it all stopped.

And it is irreversible.
Chapter completed!