Kexue Magician

Chapter 163 I'm Really Not a Hypnotist
The male cashier counted the coins, his expression suddenly changed.

Afterwards, the male cashier slowed down his hand with a dignified expression, and slowly counted the banknotes and coins. When he found that it was really [-] yen short, he glanced at the ground.

Because he felt that Ms. Yamashita, who loves her job and works hard, will never count the money wrong. It must be that the man in the hoodie dropped the coin just now, causing a hundred-yen coin to bounce to no one knows where, which led to the lack of money now.

"Hahahaha, you counted wrong, right?"

It was true that the man in the sweater was not sober after drinking, and he also counted the wrong money and wronged the wrong person, but after such a disturbance just now, he suddenly became sober, and now he laughed wildly.

He was going to force the female cashier to apologize. After all, there are so many people in the supermarket now, this farce must end with an apology, and this person cannot be himself.

The male cashier whispered a few words to Ms. Yamashita.

The female cashier, Ms. Yamashita, couldn't help but said: "Sir, I guarantee my professional ethics. I definitely did not miscount the money just now. It was you who threw the money at the cashier counter that caused the coins to disappear. The money is missing."

The man in the hoodie got angry immediately. He grabbed the small shelf full of chewing gum on the cash register and threw it on the ground.

The sound of clattering and crackling suddenly continued.

The female cashier wanted to retreat, but there was a wall behind her and there was no way to retreat.

The male cashier came out from the cash register and rolled up his sleeves, apparently wanting to subdue the man in the sweater on the spot.

The angry man in the sweater picked up the wine bottle in the shopping cart, held it up high, and made a gesture of throwing it, which made the male cashier take a few steps back in consideration of his own safety.

At this moment, the man in the sweater also knew that the situation was serious, so he quickly put on his hat, and then waved the wine bottle indiscriminately, as if he was punching the old master to death, threatening the others.

The male cashier and many customers hid far away. After all, the money belongs to others and the life belongs to oneself.

This rice flower market is really not peaceful...

Could it be that I or Xiao Ai are also contaminated with the breath of Conan's God of Death physique?

Feng Chu shook his head, threw out the messy thoughts in his head, walked steadily towards the man in the sweater, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, please stay."

Are there people who are not afraid of death?The man in the black sweater turned his head to look.

Feng Chu raised his right hand, and while slowly waving it from left to right, he said in a deep voice, "Look at my hand, pay attention!"

"It's late at night now, you've worked hard all day, and you're already very sleepy, go to sleep, you have everything in your dreams..."

The man in the sweater who was used by Feng Chu to use the sleeping card was stunned.

In the next second, he only felt that his light eyelids weighed a thousand catties at this moment, and a deep drowsiness swept over his body. Unable to resist, he closed his eyes, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground.

The quick-witted Feng Chu grabbed the man in the sweater by the shoulder with one hand, and then handed him over to the male cashier.

Soon after, the man in the sweater was taken away by the police for the crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

The aunts, uncles, young men and women around watched Feng Chu back in front of Hui Yuanai in amazement, most of them guessed in their hearts that Feng Chu is a great hypnotist!
"This gentleman, I have suffered from insomnia for many years, can you take a look for me? Money is not a problem!"

An aunt with gray hair and white-rimmed glasses asked expectantly. Looking at her low-key clothes and the crystal-clear green emerald necklace around her neck, one can tell that this aunt is worth a lot.

Feng Chu turned his head slightly, looked at Aunt, and said, "I'm not a doctor who specializes in treating insomnia, and I don't have a doctor's qualification certificate."

"It doesn't matter, I can tell you are a master hidden among the people just by looking at your skills!"

"Master, I believe in you, tell me the number!"

Aunt Jade waved her hand indifferently.

The two aunts next to her who looked like her good friends also nodded heavily, looking at Feng Chu with admiration.

These days, not only young office workers are under pressure, but those rich people who are busy all day are also under great pressure, worrying about how to spend money and live a more comfortable life, lest people leave when the money is not spent.

Feng Chu's mouth twitched.

It turns out that famous detectives are also short of words, and the corners of Hui Yuanai's mouth curled up slightly.

Now, Feng Chu had no choice but to say: "You have misunderstood, I am really not a hypnotist, I am just a detective."

"Understand, understand, we all understand!"

"In addition to the main business, young people now like to make some side jobs to make money, and I think you are no exception, sir.

"I see that you are so young, and you always take your daughter with you when you go to the supermarket. You must be a good father. Now the pace of life is fast and the pressure is high. In Tokyo, where every inch of land is expensive, it is not easy to buy a house, a car, and support a family... ··”

Aunt Jade talked endlessly, with an expression that I understand you, and she also deeply pointed out the truth that the happiness index is directly proportional to money.

I'm Fengchu's daughter?A thick black line emerged from Hui Yuanai's forehead.

Feng Chu's eyebrows twitched again and again, and finally he chose to take out the three business cards in his trouser pocket and handed them to Aunt Jade and the others, which convinced them that he was a detective.

Aunt Jade and her two friends smiled with relief.

It's Feng Chu's turn to check out.

Ms. Yamashita at the cash register bowed to thank Feng Chu for his brave actions.

"Sir, according to your current consumption amount, you can draw ten times. The prizes include cameras, rice cookers, washing machines, full discount coupons, movie coupons, etc. If you are lucky, you may be able to draw free coupons worth 30 yen Oh~”

Ms. Yamashita said with a smile, and handed the lottery box to Feng Chu.

The round opening of the opaque box can only accommodate an adult hand, and the box is fifty centimeters high.

Feng Chu raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said, "Xiao Ai, come on."

Ms. Yamashita hurriedly walked out of the cash register, squatted down, and asked Haibara to draw a lottery.

Hui Yuanai took a look at Feng Chu, and did not refuse.

Aunt Jade and her two friends met each other's eyes, and then nodded self-righteously, smiling all over their faces.

"Thank you for your patronage."

"Thank you for your patronage."

"Movie Street Universal Coupon."

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After drawing ten times in a row, Hui Yuan Ai got seven small pieces of paper with movie coupons written on them, and his mood couldn't help becoming happier.

Afterwards, the cashier, Ms. Yamashita, took out seven movie coupons from the drawer and handed them to Huihara Ai, wishing her Hefengchu a happy weekend, and thanking the male cashier for coming.

on the way home.

After calming down, Hui Yuanai looked at Xiang Fengchu with curiosity in her clear eyes.

Feng Chu, who was carrying a big bag and a small bag, smiled and said: "This time I didn't say that you will win the lottery, it's just your luck."

Hui Yuanai blinked and stared at the road ahead.

In fact, she was even more curious about how Feng Chu, a master hypnotist, successfully hypnotized the drunk in just a few seconds.

This man is really getting more and more mysterious...

(End of this chapter)