Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Xia Wange turned to look at Du Yun and said earnestly, "Young man, don't be so superstitious. He just used something to block the camera. I'm preparing to use something else to crack his blockage. It's like moiré encryption. When two periodic patterns with similar frequencies but different periods overlap, a new low-frequency pattern will be generated. It's just that he used talisman paper for encryption, and I'm using talisman paper for decryption. It's all science."

Du Yun's eyes widened. He had played with the decryption cards from the Adventure Tigers when he was a kid, but if you didn't draw talismans, even if it was just some random lines, he could believe it a little. But your red cinnabar drawing almost covered the entire membrane. You're telling me to believe in science?!

"Do you still need this membrane?" Lu Qiu asked. "I'll have someone send it over."

"No need, one is enough. He probably burned a talisman and used a ghost-concealing technique. I just need to break it here." Xia Wange explained carefully, "Just like that cursed Sadako videotape, if someone breaks the curse on it, Sadako won't come out."

Although Lu Qiu didn't quite understand, he still nodded.

He hadn't seen these.

"No, why are you saying completely different things?" Du Yun glared at him. "You're talking to me about science, but you're talking to him about metaphysics?"

"He's different from you. You only need to look at the surface, but he still needs to see the essence," Xia Wange said.

How could Lu Qiu save her life at the crucial moment if he didn't understand the situation?

"How come it's different?" Du Yun protested.

Xia Wange said directly, "He's my boss. Boss, slow down the progress bar."

"I've never seen you be very polite to the boss either," Du Yun muttered.

Xia Wange glanced at Du Yun and added, "Thank you, my dear boss."

Listening to the two bickering, Lu Qiu suppressed the slight upturn of his lips, moved his finger, and pulled the progress bar back.

This time, the scene that appeared before them was completely different.

The video gradually went from clear to looking like it was covered by a gray plastic bag, and then everyone saw a person sneaking into the frame. He was lying under the car doing something, and then quickly left.

After he left, the gray, plastic-like thing disappeared.

"This person..." Du Yun leaned closer, "I think I've seen him before. Oh right, he's a relative of your deceased cousin. I think his name was something like... anyway, his surname is Cao."

Xia Wange glanced at Du Yun, her eyes filled with admiration.

Some people are just naturally gifted at remembering people and gathering information. Even if someone has only shown their face once, the other person can quickly recognize who they are.

"Call him Cao Hua," Xia Wange said.

"Ah, yes, yes, it's Cao Hua." Du Yun looked at Xia Wange, "You know him too?"

"We didn't know each other before, but we met once the night before last."

Du Yun scratched his head and frowned. "My friend was chatting with me, and it seems like he mentioned him. I heard he was still in the ICU yesterday. How did you see him the night before last?"

Xia Wange said calmly, "I saw him outside the ICU after he couldn't be saved. I talked to him and found out that he was the one who tampered with the car."

"Oh, I see." Du Yun nodded, but the next second he felt that Xia Wange's words were very strange. What did she mean by "after they couldn't be saved, they talked"?!

Is that what he meant?

"That day I went out of town to see a doctor about my leg, and it was this cousin who gave us the message." After a moment, Lu Qiu said in a deep voice.

"I knew it was premeditated." Xia Wange tapped the table with her fingertips. "That day, the heavens were gathering people in one fell swoop. Those destined for disaster and misfortune, those who were vicious and wicked, all gathered around that day. I suspect someone behind them figured it out."

"Oh, right." Xia Wange suddenly thought of Du Yun's social skills. "That Cao Hua told me that the person who was in charge of them was respectfully called Old Bai by others. He was very old and very famous in the wealthy circles of Beijing."

"Fine, I'll go check right now." Du Yun was furious. "Dare to touch my brother? Even if he's a real god, I'll find him!"

After saying that, Du Yun went straight out.

Xia Wange watched the video again to make sure there were no oversights, and then packed her things away.

Lu Qiu looked at her, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and said softly, "I'm sorry to have troubled you with my matter."

"It's not entirely your fault. This person's methods, his entire faction, all have an irreconcilable hatred for me." Xia Wange looked at Lu Qiu. "Helping you is also helping myself. It's mainly helping me."

After saying that, Xia Wange left, returning the office to Lu Qiu. She didn't say much about the other party's cousin, since she would leave it at that and let Lu Qiu think it over himself.

But after taking only a couple of steps, she turned back, poked her head out, and asked, "Boss, do you have any spare staff who understand tax matters that I could borrow?"

Lu Qiu looked at her, raising a single eyebrow slightly.

Xia Wange waved her phone and said, "I made money, it seems like a lot, I need to pay taxes."

Lu Qiu was unusually confused: "Huh?"

This morning, she originally wanted to take those two giant palm-spinning balls and find a way to spin them for Lu Qiu. When she picked up the box, she found that the weight of the box was a bit off. Upon closer inspection, she found that there was a hidden compartment inside, and there was 50,000 yuan in the hidden compartment.

When she was leaving home in the morning, her best friend Zhao Wan asked her what the bank card transfer limit was. She glanced at it and replied that it was 500,000.

Then her best friend asked her how many cards she had, and she said four.

My best friend said the limit was too small, so I asked her for her corporate account.

Just now, eight million yuan appeared in the account of the company she registered. After the transfer was completed, Wenqin and her daughter expressed their gratitude to her on WeChat, saying that the transfer went smoothly and that her husband, Cao Hua, was still breathing normally.

After obtaining Lu Qiu's consent, Xia Wange borrowed a small corner of his office to discuss tax matters.

The girl who was called in to help was Cao Niannian, the one who lured Xia Wange into the otaku trap yesterday.

It was Cao Niannian's first time working in President Lu's office, and she was a little nervous, while Xia Wange was perfectly normal.

At first, Lu Qiu was able to work normally, but when he heard that Xia Wange had earned more than eight million yuan in one night, he couldn't help but move closer.

"Look, four million of these eight million is a direct donation, and the remaining fifty thousand will be donated at twenty-five thousand," Xia Wange said. "How much tax can be deducted now?"

Cao Niannian glanced nervously at Lu Qiu, then whispered, "Sister, your company's profits are too high; it's practically risk-free."

"What if we add the rent, utilities, renovation costs, company vehicle maintenance, and my daily fuel expenses?" Xia Wange asked.

"The profit margin is also exceptionally high," Cao Niannian said.

At this moment, Lu Qiu quietly interjected, "I pay for your motorcycle's maintenance and repairs, as well as the fuel for your daily work."

Xia Wange looked at him, "Then give me the invoice. Oh, and also give me some invoices for the meal allowance."

"Xia Wange," Lu Qiu said softly, "Do you still remember when you studied law?"

Xia Wange rubbed her face. "Niannian, just report it truthfully for me."

No wonder there are so many tax evasion cases; even she couldn't resist.