genius divination

Chapter 608 Chocolate Cake

Fan Jiannan rubbed his head with some headaches.Indeed, there were many odd and unusual things in this one.There seemed to be clues everywhere, and there seemed to be no clue at all.But at least he understood a little.Behind this incident, there must be a mysterious magician.And judging from various signs, this person is not only good at life-changing thaumaturgy, but also good at talisman Taoism.

Zhu Qingfeng had no idea at all, he sat by and watched helplessly, all relying on Fan Jiannan.

Fan Jiannan thought for a while and said, "Young Master Zhu, in this case, you go back and wait for news. This matter is indeed a bit tricky, and I may need some time to resolve it."

"That's... that's fine, that's fine too." Zhu Qingfeng nodded absently.He didn't expect things to become so complicated, and Fan Jiannan didn't have a clear answer, which made him a little disappointed.Zhu Qingshan did not kill anyone, of course it is something to be thankful for.But what if he was really murdered, and someone influenced his mind to use him to kill?Zhu Qingfeng was worried again.Even the originally firm belief that Zhu Qingshan was innocent began to waver at this moment.

"But my brother, it's impossible for him to have a grudge with the magician." Zhu Qingfeng hesitated, "Why would he be involved in this kind of thing? Is he dangerous now?"

Fan Jiannan saw his thoughts, patted him and said, "Don't think too much. We just can't draw a conclusion yet. Unless we can find the person behind the scenes." How could Zhu Qingfeng not think too much?However, under Fan Jiannan's persuasion, he finally left with a frown.

Fan Jiannan was pestered by him all morning, and he was also upset.Back in the office, he sat alone at the desk and picked up another pen.He started to draw on paper. He graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, and he is not unfamiliar with the basic skills of copying. In addition, he has an excellent memory.Gradually, he painted the weird patterns that Zhu Qingshan had drawn with blood on the wall again.He looked at the pattern and remained silent.

He was so engrossed in watching that Feng Yuan didn't notice it when he walked up to him. "Hey, what are you watching? Are you so fascinated?" Feng Yuan smiled and patted him.

"Huh?" Fan Jiannan came back to his senses and remembered Feng Yuan's going back today.He quickly stood up and said, "Leave? Shall I help you with your luggage?"

"Get it early, I'll just come back and say goodbye to you." Feng Yuan said with a smile.

Fan Jiannan said solemnly, "I hope it's a goodbye kiss."

"Pfft...you're not serious again. By the way, what were you looking at just now?" Feng Yuan frowned, "You drew this? What is this...why do I feel like I saw it somewhere?"

Fan Jiannan was slightly stunned and frowned, "Have you seen this graphic before? Why don't I have the slightest impression? If I have seen it, I will definitely not forget it. Can you remember where you saw this?"

Feng Yuan thought for a while, then frowned slightly and said, "I can't remember where I saw it, my memory is not as good as yours, maybe I remembered it wrong. Is this important?"

Fan Jiannan thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure if this thing is important, but I feel that some practitioners may be involved in a vicious case."

"Case?" Feng Yuan wondered.

"It directly led to three deaths and one madness. The mad one is Zhu Qingfeng's younger brother." Fan Jiannan whispered, "That's why he came to me."

"Zhu Qingfeng? Is that the second generation ancestor who paid out of his own pocket to help you advertise? He is so funny, he can think of such tricks." Feng Yuan couldn't help shaking his head.

Fan Jiannan sighed and said, "Actually, except for some minor problems, he is a very nice person, and he is also very enthusiastic. It's just that this incident has hit him a bit hard. Not only him, but also their entire family. It has a great influence. The Zhu family has a certain influence in the business and political circles, and I'm afraid that something like this will be bad for their family's reputation."

"That's true." Feng Yuan said sadly, "But compared to the second generation ancestor, I feel more pity for those who died innocently."

"I think so too. But it's a little different from yours. In my opinion, the deceased is dead, but Zhu Qingshan's current state is worse than death. And there is a greater possibility that he was wronged and blamed. If you think about it this way, this second-generation ancestor who grew up in rich clothes and fine food is probably even more pitiful. Not only did he go from heaven to hell, but he also had grievances, because no one would believe a lunatic. Especially when the evidence is overwhelming." Fan Jiannan was silent. Said for a while. "Okay, let's not mention these, I will see you off?"

"No need, I've already done everything. I'll be back in a few days at most, so be careful by yourself." Feng Yuan said softly, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back." After speaking, he shook his hand , turned around and went out.

Looking at Feng Yuan's back, Fan Jiannan smiled bitterly and said, "It's delicious, do you think I'm a child?"

But Feng Yuan left, Fan Jiannan's food became a problem.Without Feng Yuan around, he would never cook alone.

Although he is too lazy to cook, he still likes to eat.Fortunately, as long as you are in Temple Street, you will never have to worry about finding something to eat.There are many stalls selling special snacks here, such as seafood, claypot rice and various types of noodles.The price is not expensive, but the standard is quite good, and it is also very popular among local residents and even foreign tourists.

Temple Street is not too long, but it is crowded during holidays. It would be a treat to walk into a dessert shop and drink a bowl of mung bean paste to drive away the heat.At the end of Temple Street, there are also several food stalls, where you can sit down and eat seafood, or taste Indian flavors, or simply stand by the roadside and chew on a few strings of beef balls, fish eggs and so on.

Fan Jiannan likes this tune, holding a string of fish balls in one hand and dessert in the other.Fan Jiannan wandered all the way, eating, drinking, and fooling around, as if he had returned to the simple happiness before.As August approaches, street beauties are getting hotter and hotter.Fan Jiannan said to himself: Feng Yuan just left, so don't mess around.The eyes couldn't help but flick around.

Seeing that he was behaving strangely, a little beauty walked up to him. "Handsome, what are you talking to yourself here?"

Fan Jiannan said seriously, "My girlfriend is home, and I'm warning myself that I must resist the temptation."

"Beast. He just graduated from high school, okay!" The little beauty glared at him and said.

Fan Jiannan rubbed his chin and said doubtfully, "It's not like that! I think she's very mature."

The little beauty followed his gaze and couldn't help being angry and funny, and she was itching with hatred.Because Fan Jiannan was looking at the proprietress of a dessert shop opposite. The proprietress in her 50s is making cakes. She is not only mature, but also familiar...

The little beauty's eyes straightened, "So you actually have a crush on Auntie?"

"Are you only allowed to have a crush on uncle?" Fan Jiannan said dismissively.

"You're not an uncle, are you? If I call you uncle, you will definitely not admit it." "She's not an aunt either. If I call her aunt, I'm sure I'll be kicked out by her." As a result, both of them laughed.

The little beauty patted Fan Jiannan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are interesting. Come on, I will take you to eat the most delicious cake. It is much more delicious than the one opposite."

Fan Jiannan smiled and said, "Oh? How delicious?"

"It's there, see? Many people think it's the best dessert in Hong Kong." The little beauty said proudly.

"Oh? What's so special?" Fan Jiannan frowned and looked at the dessert shop in the distance.I found that the business of that store was really booming, and there were actually people waiting in a long line outside.Fan Jiannan couldn't help being a little stunned. In this weather at noon, queuing in the open air is not an easy task.Surprisingly, these customers have put up with it.

"So many people! Could it be that the desserts in this dessert shop are really so popular?" Fan Jiannan felt a little unbelievable.

"Let's be a layman. This dessert shop called Chocolate Dance is the most popular right now. Ah, my friend is waiting for me! Here's a coupon for you, go eat it yourself. Personally recommend this chocolate cake." The little beauty gave Fan Jiannan a meal coupon, and ran away cheerfully.

The little girl is so cute now.Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, picked up the meal coupon and glanced at it.It's a very common thing, like the kind of coupons that every small store prepares to attract consumers.But when he took a second look, he was suddenly stunned. The promotional pattern on the meal coupon was a rectangular chocolate cake.This is not surprising.But what was unusual was the sprinkle of chocolate syrup on top of that cake.

Chocolate syrup, dark brown like dried blood.And this pattern of syrup pouring seems random, but it is exactly the pattern that Zhu Qingshan drew with blood on the wall.

Fan Jiannan was startled suddenly.I looked up to find the young girl again, only to find that she had already left with several girls.Holding the meal coupon, Fan Jiannan's heart beat wildly.Why did the little girl give him this meal ticket just now?Is this by chance, or on purpose?And the restaurant with a long queue opposite, does it really have such a cake?What does the pattern on the top represent?
Fan Jiannan has no answer to all this.He suddenly felt that everything in front of him was so puzzling.

However, after hesitating for a while, he immediately smiled, stood up and walked to the opposite line, and even lined up there with a meal coupon in his hands.But strictly speaking, he didn't line up, he was constantly jumping in line.From the end of the line, constantly jumping forward, it is simply unscrupulous, without the slightest sense of order.But the strange thing is that so many people turned a blind eye to his line-jumping behavior.As if he should have jumped in line ahead of him, no one objected.

A few minutes later, Fan Jiannan was already the first in the line. He handed over the meal coupon in his hand, and said calmly, "I want the same style of cake as the one on this meal coupon, remember to be exactly the same." He looked Looking at the waiter, he emphasized his tone.

(End of this chapter)