The master of metaphysics is a little kid, change your fate? Give me money!

Chapter 28 I am no longer a three-year-old child
Wu Qi is dead.

Died in his own bathtub.

It was the family's servant who called the police.

The servant spoke in some unknown dialect, but Hao Qiubai could understand it, and the two of them sang in unison and communicated smoothly.

Everyone else was stunned.

Bu Cong, who was taking notes, had no idea how to start and could only silently turn on the recording function on his mobile phone.

Let Captain Hao write the information himself when the time comes.

After all, he is omnipotent with this thing.

After various investigations, it was finally found that there was no suspicion about Wu Qi's cause of death.

He fell while taking a shower, and then...he put his head in the bathtub and drowned.

The case closing report was dictated by Hao Qiubai and written by Bu Cong.

The more I write, the weirder it feels.

"Captain Hao, how can a person be so unlucky that he could drown himself while taking a bath?"

Hao Qiubai knew the truth: "He deserves it. He did too many bad things and naturally got into trouble. So remember, don't do anything that will make you feel guilty, or you may die in a different way."

Wu Qi has no children and no wife.

So all his property will be inherited by Wu Yun.

When Wu Yun came to identify the body, he cried so hard that his eyes were swollen.

"Captain Hao, did I do something wrong?" He felt helpless and found Hao Qiubai and asked, "If I didn't let Zaizai help me change my fate, would my second uncle not have died?"

Hao Qiubai was speechless: "Oh! Holy Father, he treated you like this, and you're still letting it go?"

Wu Yun pursed her lips and said, "But I was just unlucky. My life was not in danger, but my second uncle died. Isn't this my fault?"

Hao Qiubai hated people who were hesitating like this. He took a cigarette and bit it between his teeth and asked, "Okay, one life for another. You die and he lives. Do you agree?"

Wu Yun: “…”

Hao Qiubai made a "tsk" sound and turned away.

Wu Yun went to find Su Zaizai again.

Su Zaizai and Su Ci were setting up a stall, and Hao Qiubai told them the location.

"Brother Wu Yun?" Su Zaizai looked up and asked, "Do you want to have your fortune told or read characters? Today is the Double 12 special offer, buy one get one free, it's worth investing."

In just two days, Su Zaizai had learned the words that all the stall owners in the vicinity used to attract customers.

Wu Yun was a little embarrassed, "Then, let's do a fortune telling."

Su Zaizai took out a tablet, which was bought for her by Hao Qiubai. He said it would be more convenient to use for fortune telling.

So she accepted it.

Wu Yun wrote a 'wrong' word on the iPad.

Su Zaizai took a look and asked Wu Yun: "Why do you feel so guilty? Guilt is the most useless emotion, because even if you feel extremely guilty, you can't change what has happened. In this case, why don't you do something more useful to save the situation?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Wu Yun suddenly understood and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zai Zai, you are such a smart kid."

Su Zaizai said seriously: "I am no longer a three-year-old child."

She is six and a half years old.

Su Zaizai handed over the lottery stick tube again: "Buy one, get one free. Now, Brother Wu Yun, you can still draw a lottery stick."

Wu Yun was very pious. He knelt on the ground, closed his eyes and shook the stick box. Soon, a stick fell out.

Su Zaizai picked it up and took a look: "It's a very good fortune. Brother Wu Yun, your luck has really changed."

Wu Yun paid a lot of money for the divination and turned away.

An old man who had been watching for a long time also came over.

"Little girl, your fortune-telling is really accurate. If it's not accurate, do you want money?"

Su Ci answered for her: "My wife Zaizai would never lie, she is really amazing."

The old man squatted down. He smelled bad and it seemed he hadn't taken a shower in days.

"I'm looking for my son. He was kidnapped a week ago and the police haven't found him yet. I'm getting anxious. Let me try your business. But first, I don't have much money." The old man took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

The auntie who was selling shouzhufan next to her was idle at the moment and couldn't help asking, "Are you looking for your son? How old is your son? At your age, he must be in his twenties, right?"

The old man: "Two years old. We responded to the call for a third child. This is the only boy in our family. What would happen if he was lost?"

Su Zaizai saw the blood spots on the old man's clothes and nudged Su Ci with his shoulder.

Su Ci also saw it.

He took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Hao Qiubai.

Su Zaizai continued to delay time.

"Grandpa, do you want to tell fortunes or predict the fate?"

The old man asked, "Which one is the most accurate?"

Su Zaizai: “All are correct.”

The old man said casually, "Then let's tell fortunes."

Su Zaizai took out the Five Emperors' Coins and scattered them on the ground.

There was a copper coin that spun for a long time before it fell down.

A great omen.

Su Zaizai looked up and asked, "Uncle, where did you get your coat?"

The old man said: "This belongs to my eldest daughter. I saw she was about to throw it away and felt sorry for it, so I picked it up and wore it."

Hao Qiubai drove over as soon as he received the text message.

He got out of the car and directly picked up the old man, almost punching him.

"You're the one who bullied my child?" Looking at Hao Qiubai's expression, it seemed that he was really going to fight to the death.

Su Zaizai stood up: "Brother, he didn't, he is my guest."

Hao Qiubai didn't let go and held the old man's collar tightly.

"What's the matter with the WeChat message sent by Aci?"

Su Zaizai explained: "He came to tell fortunes for his son, but there was blood on his coat. We thought something was wrong, so we wanted you to come over and take a look."

Bu Cong got out of the car slowly and walked over to take a look: "Isn't this Lao Li? Captain Hao, the one whose son is missing and has been squatting outside the Municipal Bureau all day, trying to find his son."

Hao Qiubai did see the blood stains on his coat.

It is not obvious on black clothes and you have to be very careful to find it.

I have to say these two kids have really sharp eyes.

"Take off your clothes." Hao Qiubai took them off directly and handed them to Bu Cong.

Old Li was still confused: "This is my daughter's clothes, please don't ruin it."

"Are you from the older generation?" Hao Qiubai asked.

Old Li nodded: "I saw she was about to throw it away, I felt it was a pity, so I picked it up and wore it."

Hao Qiubai gave Bu Cong a look.

Bu Cong understood, put the coat into the evidence bag, handed it to the person beside him, and then drove another car to find Lao Li's eldest daughter.

When they returned home in the evening, Su Zaizai and Su Ci asked about this matter at the dinner table.

Grandpa Hao was also quite surprised. "Wow! Our Zaizai and Aci are so smart that they can find such a small clue. Come, each of them will be rewarded with a chicken drumstick."

Hao Qiubai nodded: "The murderer is tentatively identified as Lao Li's eldest daughter. The child's body has been found and thrown into a cement trough at a construction site."

Clap!

Su Ci's chopsticks fell to the ground.

His face turned pale with fright.

Grandpa Hao rushed over and hugged the man, covering his ears: "Don't be afraid, grandpa is here, no one can hurt you in the future."

Su Zaizai also held Su Ci's hand and held it tightly.

Old Master Hao rolled his eyes at Hao Qiubai and said, "Why are you saying such scary things? If Ah Ci has any psychological trauma, I will deal with you!"

(End of this chapter)