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After a few seconds.

He put his hands on his temples: "I feel a strong signal, there is... I heard the letter P."

"Its name is Peter... Pete!"

"Oh wait, now I finally heard it clearly, it's Peterson, I heard this name."

Jack and others looked at him in a serious manner, curious and expectant.

And Xu Zhijian was like watching a monkey show.

Because it is clear that this psychic belongs to the level of having some things, but not much.

According to the performance of the movie.

This psychic is not a pure liar, but can really feel some spiritual aura.

But that's all.

It is impossible to see evil spirits, and there is no way to really summon or talk to them.

"Is it Pittman?"

At this time, a middle-aged male audience suddenly responded.

The psychic immediately opened his eyes and pointed at him: "Yes, sir, please stand up, thank you."

Jack also walked over immediately and put the microphone to the man's mouth: "Sir, your name is Peterson, right?"

The man said nervously: "Uh... No, my wife's family name is Pittman."

"I heard the psychic say Pete, and I thought he was talking about her."

The psychic quickly said: "Yes, I sensed that it was Pittman, she is next to you."

Jack asked: "Please forgive my offense, is your wife dead?"

The man said: "No, but you can also say that five years ago, that bitch eloped with the neighbor."

The audience immediately burst into laughter.

The psychic was a little embarrassed for a while.

Jack also laughed: "Sorry, sir, I'm sorry."

The man said calmly: "It doesn't matter, my fishing skills have improved since then."

The audience burst into laughter again, and even Jack couldn't help it.

Xu Zhijian looked at the old uncle with a smile, thinking that his mentality was really good and he was willing to make fun of himself.

It's worth learning.

The psychic immediately found a place to speak: "No, wait... and I heard another voice."

"Excuse me... who is Edward?"

He walked to the left and stood in front of the two women in the first row to ask.

Xu Zhijian was sitting in the back row.

The psychic continued to add: "Or Eddie, he is your child or brother, right?"

The young woman immediately showed a surprised expression: "It's Edmund, he is my brother."

The older one was also surprised, obviously it was the mother.

The psychic continued: "Yes, Edelman, he had a very bad thing recently and ended his life, right?"

The young sister said: "Yes, but not recently, it was five years ago."

The psychic immediately said: "Ahem... I mean the feeling is like yesterday, or even today."

The two women nodded subconsciously.

He continued: "Edelman wanted me to tell you that he is resting now."

"He is sorry for the sadness he caused, and he will always love you."

"Finally, I heard him keep saying the name PAPA."

The daughter looked puzzled.

The mother thought about it and understood immediately: "When he was a child, he named a stuffed toy PAPA."

The audience was also surprised.

Is it true? Wow, he can actually communicate with spirits? ?

The psychic regained his face and regained his confident and proud smile.

Xu Zhijian watched him pretending silently and was about to burst.

This means that he has something, but only a little.

And the method used is too old-fashioned, fortune-telling scammers like to play this way.

The main thing is to observe the words and expressions and ask questions.

First, get the information out bit by bit, and then fool around.

Just like the names he just said, they are actually common names of foreigners.

Just like Wang Qiang, Zhang Wei, Li Na and so on in China.

But as an old charlatan, his on-the-spot reaction performance is still good.

The psychic was confident and continued to act cool: "Let's continue, I heard another voice..."

"Yes, sir, your girlfriend's name is Annie, right?"

He pointed directly at Xu Zhijian.

He was stunned for a moment, because he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to touch him.

What a good eye!

But he didn't intend to expose it and embarrass the other party.

The reason is very simple, the next plot seems to have to be promoted by this psychic.

If it is interrupted now, it may cause another accident.

So he cooperated: "Yes, you are right."

The psychic hurriedly said: "She passed away recently, right, about half a year ago."

"Ah, yes, yes, that's right."

"She just asked me to tell you that she still loves you and hopes you live well."

"Oh, yes, yes, I am so moved, please tell Annie that I love her too."

"I will."

After cooperating with the psychic for a while, the audience couldn't help but applaud and praise.

This is really amazing!

"Thank you, everyone. Thank you."

The psychic was extremely proud at this time, waving his hands and signaling to the audience.

Jack also walked over clapping his hands: "Wow~! It's so wonderful and magical."

"Thank you, Christo, you let us see a real miracle."

"The screen should now show his tour dates, let's take a break..."

Before he finished speaking, the smug psychic suddenly froze.

Then he covered his forehead with his hands and knelt on the ground, screaming in pain.

Jack was startled by the suddenness, because there was no such plot in the script.

What is going on? ?

He hurriedly asked: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"Here... there is a powerful force here... ah ah ah!"

The psychic screamed in pain, intermittently.

"Its name is Minnie... and there is a man with a wedding ring, and the dead want to communicate with him..."

"Who is this... stand up quickly... ah ah ah!"

Speaking, he couldn't bear it anymore, and fell directly to the floor with a scream.

Swish!

At this time, the lighting on the roof suddenly went dark, and then returned to normal.

Jack immediately said: "Don't be afraid, everyone, this is our equipment aging and malfunctioning."

"Take a short break now, and then continue the next show."

The TV switched to advertising time.

At the scene, several employees hurried to the stage to check the situation, and they were relieved to confirm that the psychic was still alive.

Then he was carried down.

The audience was surprised and excited, wondering if this was a script or a real thing.

But anyway, it was so fun and interesting!

Xu Zhijian knew very well that this was not a performance, but a real thing based on inference.

Very good.

Taking advantage of the free time, he got up and pretended to go to the bathroom, but actually activated the stealth system when no one was paying attention.

Then he went to the backstage quietly.

At this time, the psychic had woken up from a brief coma, and there was nothing else except a nosebleed.

Jack exclaimed: "Christo, you performed so well."

The producer of the show also came quickly and said happily: "That part was so wonderful, sir, you are really talented."

The psychic looked at the two of them blankly without saying anything, knowing very well that he had not performed on the spot just now.

But what was going on? ?

It felt so real, and I really heard the voice of a woman named Minnie.

Jack and the producer did not disturb him again, but went to another place to discuss.

"This liar is really hardworking, but the show is good."

"You thought of the light just now, right?"

"No."

"Ah? Who did it?"

"Who knows? Anyway, it's God's will. Our show is going to be popular."

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"Next, we must seize the opportunity and perform better."

After the chat, it was time for a break.

Jack returned to the stage with the psychic again. Just as they were about to come out, they suddenly felt a cold wind.

"Heh."

At the same time, they heard a faint sneer in their ears.

The two of them were stunned and looked at each other.

Jack asked: "Sir, what were you laughing at just now?"

The psychic shook his head: "I should ask you why you laughed?"

"I didn't laugh."

"I didn't laugh either!"

The two were confused and shocked. They didn't know what was going on. Did they hear hallucinations?

But they didn't have time to think about it. The show continued.

Xu Zhijian also returned to his seat calmly. He had just created a small surprise.

Anyway, he was free, so he might as well scare the two of them.

It was the second quarter.

Jack and the psychic sat on the stage, one had returned to normal, and the other was still a little confused.

Jack crossed his legs and said, "Welcome back to Night Owl, this is the Halloween special."

"Just now, everyone witnessed Mr. Christo's psychic ability. It's amazing, isn't it."

"I don't dare to sleep tonight, haha."

"Next, another guest is also a well-known figure in his circle."

"He is the famous magician: Car-Michael. Let's welcome him with applause."

Amid the applause of the audience, an old man in his sixties walked onto the stage.

He wore hippie-like clothes and had a black and white beard.

His head was the same as Gus's, with a Mediterranean bald head.

After a polite greeting, Michael sat in the middle.

He asked tentatively, "Long time no see Jack, can I smoke here?"

Jack said, "Please."

Carmichael stretched out his hand and shook it in the air, and a cigar suddenly appeared.

Flipped it again, and it disappeared again.

Then it appeared again for the third time.

The audience applauded.

Obviously, smoking was secondary, and the main purpose was to show off and give the psychic a warning.

Because he used to be a magician, but now he has become a professional counterfeiter.

But he is not fighting against fake products, but all supernatural powers.

He is committed to exposing all kinds of so-called psychics, divine powers, and other phenomena and scammers.

Jack started by saying, "We met each other through a casino show, right?"

"You performed a group hypnosis magic trick at that time, it was so amazing that I was completely stunned."

"Many people, like me, think you are the top leader in the magic world. I wonder if you will be embarrassed by this comment."

Carmichael took a puff of his cigarette proudly: "Of course not, I enjoy it very much, keep praising."

Jack smiled: "But in recent years, you have changed your career goals. What is it called...?"

Carmichael reminded: "IFSIP."

"Yes, what does this IFSIP mean?"

"It's the abbreviation for the International Federation for the Scientific Investigation of Paranormal Phenomenon."

"It's such a long and convoluted name. We have compiled some information. Please take a look."

A TV set up next to the stage started playing.

It's Carmichael's confession and some footage of anti-counterfeiting records.

The purpose of this organization headed by him is to examine and expose those so-called psychics.

Decide which ones are real and which ones are just fake.

For example, once he went to investigate the famous "Amityville Haunted Mansion" but found nothing.

At that time, the Warren couple, who were the top figures in the psychic world, were invited to go with them, but they were rejected.

So he felt that those two people were also liars and were looking for opportunities to expose them.

This haunted house does exist in reality and was adapted into the horror film "The Amityville Horror".

The Warrens are the prototypes of the protagonists in "The Conjuring."

Facts have proved that this couple is indeed a scammer who specializes in traffic.

The most famous incident is the creation of the legend "Annabelle".

So this content is meant to mock them both.

Finish playing the clip.

Jack asked, "What's the harm in this for people who believe in supernatural abilities, or want to gain superhuman strength?"

"Why would you want to create such an organization to fight against counterfeiting?"

Carmichael replied: "First of all, I admit that if humans mastered certain abilities, the world would definitely be more interesting."

"Such as bending spoons out of thin air, divination, or...conversing with the dead."

"I hope to see real miracles, but unfortunately, there are too many liars in this world."

"Until we find complete evidence of true supernatural abilities, we will continue to expose them!"

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at the psychic on the side.

The latter's face was gloomy and a little nervous.

Jack nodded and said, "Do you still have your check?"

Carmichael took it out of his pocket: "Of course, I will give a reward to everyone who withstands the test."

"One hundred thousand dollars! Fifty checks prepared."

The photographer moves closer and focuses his lens on the check.

Jack asked: "It's such a big deal, how many have you given away so far?"

Carmichael said disappointedly: "ZERO, there's not a single one."

Jack smiled deliberately and said, "But there may be a chance tonight, right, haha."

The psychic immediately said: "Huh, I don't want his money."

Carmichael said calmly: "Of course, because there are too many innocent and kind-hearted people who have been deceived by you into lining up to give away money."

"You...cough cough cough!"

The medium thought about scolding him back, but couldn't help but suddenly coughed violently.

Jack was concerned: "Mr. Christu, are you okay?"

He shook his head and quickly picked up the water glass and drank some water, temporarily calming down.

But the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Xu Zhijian watched with interest, thinking that TV stations knew how to play tricks.

Invite the psychic here first, and then bring in the counterfeiters.

PK directly face to face.

Wouldn’t traffic come in this way?

Just in time, I will take the Carmichael test later and make a small profit of 100,000 US dollars first.

It also opened their eyes.