If you are asked to live broadcast fortune-telling, will you compete with the King of Hell?

That's right!

Hearing this, the driver didn't know what to say.

All of them are right!

"Yes, all of them are right!"

He quickly nodded to Su Chen, his eyes full of expectation, "Little brother, no, little master."

"Master, can you see it?"

As he said this, the driver's eyes were red.

This week, he was really unlucky.

Not only did he have a lot of scars on his body for no reason, he spent a lot of money, and the doctor couldn't find the problem.

That's it.

He almost choked to death when drinking water this morning.

If he didn't have to support his family, he wouldn't dare to drive.

Su Chen continued: "Your forehead is black, it looks like you have a blood disaster, why don't you buy some amulets."

He took out an amulet and handed it over, "Want to buy it? Drive away disasters and evil spirits to keep safe."

The driver tilted his head to look at Su Chen, and then looked at the amulet in his hand, "How much?"

Su Chen, "Five hundred yuan."

Hearing the price, the driver looked incredulous, "Five hundred?"

Five hundred?

Did he hear it right?

Even if he didn't understand, he had heard that the master's fee was not low, and the talisman of 500 yuan must be fake.

Especially in A City, a sign falling down can hit an official.

At least it starts with the word "wan".

"Yes, 500."

Su Chen saw the driver's surprise, but nodded.

He referred to the market price for live streaming, which was neither high nor low, so that ordinary people could afford it.

As for ordinary people offline, he mainly collected merits.

Money is a matter of convenience.

Hearing the affirmative answer, the driver was suspicious.

After all, in his mind, those who can tell fortunes are masters, and masters should wear Taoist robes and a wisp of white beard, which is the standard.

At the very least, they are immortals.

The young man in front of him was too young, and he didn't look like a Taoist priest at all.

And Su Chen was just like those charlatans who set up stalls, and they would ask people to buy things with black foreheads at any time.

So he shook his head in disappointment, "Forget it, I'm not interested in this."

"Drive, if you don't move, the car behind will honk."

Su Chen didn't force it, anyway, the driver would find him again.

"Oh. OK."

The driver was a little embarrassed and continued to drive.

On the way to the police station, he was in a state of anxiety.

After all, there are many fraudsters these days, and he doesn't want to be a sucker.

Su Chen didn't care about him, as for the little ghost lying on the back of the driver's head

Don't worry, the driver is not going to die yet.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the police station gate.

When Su Chen got off the car, the driver was still hesitant.

Seeing Su Chen walking forward without looking back, he became anxious again.

"Little brother, which one."

"If you encounter danger, go to the Dousha platform to search, live fortune-telling, I will fight with the King of Hell for people!"

The driver was stunned.

What does this mean?

It's a pity that Su Chen has already walked into the police station.

Inside the police station.

It's half past ten in the morning now.

At this time on weekdays, there were basically no people coming to the police station.

Su Chen walked straight to a young police officer and introduced himself politely:

"Hello, I am Su Chen, you asked me to sign to receive the bonus."

Su Chen?

The police also saw Su Chen, but did not recognize him.

It was not until he heard his self-introduction that the police came back to their senses.

"You are Master Su? We have some questions to ask you."

Su Chen nodded, "I will cooperate."

Several policemen surrounded him impatiently.

"Master, when do you think my luck in love will come?"

"Master, can I pass the physical test this time?"

"Master, you are so powerful at such a young age. Who is your master? I also want to become his disciple."

".?"

Su Chen was confused.

So you are asking these questions?

Zhao Chenglong passed by an office door with a report.

Hearing the above conversation

Suddenly, Zhao Chenglong's face sank.

Are these people still counting their lives?

Chapter 20 If you have money, you can be willful!

2024-09-25 08:44:09 Author: The grapefruit is yellow

Zhao Chenglong pushed open the door.

"Captain Zhao."

When the people in the room saw him, they stood up straight immediately.

"Are you too idle? What are you doing here?"

With his words, the people in the room scattered like birds and beasts and ran away in an instant.

Only one person was brave enough to say:

"Captain Zhao, it's that Master Su who's here."

After saying that, he ran away too.

"Master Su?"

Isn't that the fortune-telling live broadcast?

Zhao Chenglong saw Su Chen sitting there, but he didn't recognize him at first.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and blue casual pants, and looked like a cream boy, which was far from the image of a traditional master.

He was really too young.

Although Zhao Chenglong didn't want to admit it, the fact that the trafficking organization was arrested was in front of him.

This made him look at Su Chen with a complicated look.

Supposedly, he should believe in science, and metaphysics and fortune-telling were all feudal superstitions and tricks to deceive people.

Who knew that there really was a bus, and by coincidence, the bus was filled with the deceived employees and the snakehead with a gun.

Every detail was calculated accurately by Su Chen.

This made him at a loss for words for a moment.

However, after working in this industry for more than ten years, it is better to believe some things than not to believe them.

Zhao Chenglong said seriously: "Mr. Su, we are very grateful for the clues you provided, but the reward is not much."

"It's okay, no matter how much, it's love. Can I get it now?"

Su Chen looked at Zhao Chenglong with sparkling eyes.

"Well, the reward will be issued after the case is closed and approved by the higher authorities."

"Understood, it's a normal process."

"If there is such a good thing in the future, remember to find me."

Just wait for a while, anyway, it's fine as long as it goes into his pocket.