The Nineteenth Chapter

This was Liu Mumu's first time in an interrogation room, and it was because she'd tried to divine her own love life and ended up in the police station.

If her grandfather were still alive, he might have been so angry he'd disown her.

Liu Mumu buried her face in her hands, feeling like she'd disgraced the divination community.

"Liu Mumu, you'd best answer our questions truthfully. Why did you go to the twenty-third floor of Binjiang Building and linger there for an hour?" Fang Chuan asked, sitting opposite her with a stern expression, accompanied by another officer.

Given that her grandfather had always taught her not to lie, Liu Mumu decided to tell the truth.

Even if the police might think she had a mental illness, she hadn't spread feudal superstitions to others; she'd only believed them herself. She shouldn't be arrested for that, right?

"To be frank, I divined for myself this morning and saw that I would meet my future boyfriend on the twenty-third floor of Binjiang Building. So, I went there an hour early."

Liu Mumu met his serious gaze with an equally serious expression.

To be frank, the police officers were shocked by her answer.

Fang Chuan hadn't reacted yet, but the officer next to him covered his mouth with one hand. "Pfft—"

Captain Fang, who appeared remarkably calm, was thinking, Who did this girl see as her future boyfriend? Consultant Yan???

Fang Chuan cleared his throat and his gaze drifted to the one-way mirror of the interrogation room, wondering what Consultant Yan, standing outside, was thinking at that moment.

A girlfriend from the heavens. Surprised? Unexpected?

"Do you think your answer is believable?"

"It... should be? My divinations are quite accurate. My Dad believes me very much." Liu Mumu wasn't entirely sure, but the attitude of the police officers opposite her gave her hope.

"Oh? What's your Dad's name?" Fang Chuan was speechless. What kind of parents are these?

"Dong Zhenghao."

"..." Too many unexpected surprises.

Fang Chuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, What a coincidence that this father and daughter are both here today.

He put down his pen and changed the subject. "Did you know the deceased?"

"What's the deceased's name?" Liu Mumu had been brought directly to the police station and hadn't seen the deceased at all.

"Zhan Hongye."

A flicker of surprise crossed Liu Mumu's eyes. Zhan Hongye was dead? The first thought that came to her mind was, Could it be that Dong Zhenghao did it?

But then she thought, her own father probably didn't have the guts to commit murder. Besides, murder meant paying with one's life, and he always thought his own life was more important than others', so he wouldn't do something so disadvantageous.

"Do you know him?" Fang Chuan asked again.

"Yes, he's the husband of my Dad's second wife's younger sister."

"When did you last see him?"

"A few days ago, at a club. My Dad, my stepmother, and I had dinner with them." Liu Mumu answered Fang Chuan's questions without any hesitation.

"Did any conflict arise during the meal?"

Liu Mumu recalled the experience of that day and said to Fang Chuan, "I don't think it counts as a conflict. I just don't know what he was thinking."

Fang Chuan raised an eyebrow. "Tell me in detail, what happened that day?"

"It wasn't much, really. During dinner, he brought a guest, calling him a master of divination. That master divined for me and said I had bad luck and would harm my family."

Fang Chuan sat up straighter, sensing a motive.

Even if no one in the family believed in divination, hearing such words would inevitably leave a seed of doubt. If the family members believed, it would be even more serious. Zhan Hongye, who brought the master of divination, and Liu Mumu were definitely at odds.

"And then?" Fang Chuan's eyes sharpened, waiting for Liu Mumu to continue.

"Then I asked the master if he had a Diviner's License, and he didn't answer me."

This isn't going the right way. And what is a Diviner's License?

While Fang Chuan was still pondering, the door to the interrogation room was knocked.

He turned his head and saw Yan Xiu opening the door and entering.

Yan Xiu's gaze swept over Liu Mumu, and he said to Fang Chuan, "Bring her out."

Liu Mumu was led out of the interrogation room.

Outside the interrogation room, Yan Xiu looked at her appraisingly. "Are you a diviner?"

"Yes, I passed the diviner's exam." Liu Mumu puffed out her chest, very proud.

Getting a Diviner's License was about as difficult as the college entrance exam. Her grandfather had said at the time that she was lucky to be young; if she were a few years older, she wouldn't have passed and would have had to operate without a license.

"Proof?"

She lifted the red rope hanging around her neck. At the end of the red rope hung a wooden plaque, about the thickness of a finger. The front of the wooden plaque had Liu Mumu's name, and the back had an imprint.

Yan Xiu gestured to Fang Chuan with his chin. "Try it with a sword."

Fang Chuan took his pen out of his pocket. Before his sword could touch the plaque, the imprint on the back of the plaque instantly turned black, preventing his hand from moving forward.

"Whoa, is this thing a magic item?" Fang Chuan, who had some knowledge, couldn't help but gasp.

This was a protective magic item, and its power was not small. It seemed this girl wasn't lying after all.

Liu Mumu was a bit bewildered. How could anyone in the police station understand magic items?

She couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you police officers?"

"We are," Fang Chuan said, showing her his badge for a closer look. "See? Special Case Investigation Section. We handle cases involving metaphysics."

Liu Mumu was dumbfounded. There were actually people in charge of such cases? Her grandfather had never mentioned it. If she had known, she would have reported Zhan Hongye directly when she discovered something was wrong with him, instead of going through so much trouble.

Fang Chuan was still talking to her. "You're so accurate with your predictions, didn't you foresee this disaster of imprisonment today?"

Liu Mumu maintained her image as a master and said sternly, "Even masters make mistakes."

She would never tell anyone that her fortune-telling was usually a fifty-fifty chance. Masters never made mistakes, unless they made one today.

"Alright, master, can you tell my fortune?" Fang Chuan pointed to himself.

Liu Mumu took out her ancestral coins and solemnly placed them in Fang Chuan's hand. "Shake them."

Fang Chuan looked at the three five-mao coins and felt the master was being too childish, but he still followed her instructions and shook them for a divination.

Liu Mumu looked for a long time, then looked up and said sympathetically to Fang Chuan, "Police uncle, you've been cuckolded!"

Fang Chuan was startled, then realized. That wasn't right. He didn't even have a girlfriend yet, how could he have been cuckolded?

He was a bit speechless. "Master, I'm still single."

Liu Mumu: Oops, I messed up.

"Ahem, a momentary lapse. The weather today isn't good, not suitable for fortune-telling." Master Liu snatched the coins back. Her thick skin was even thicker than Captain Fang's.

Seeing that the two had finished their banter, Yan Xiu's cold voice rang out. "You can go now. Don't leave Qing City for the next few days. The police will contact you for cooperation with the investigation at any time."

Liu Mumu snapped back to attention, a little disappointed. They were letting her go just like that?

She pocketed her coins and tiptoed over to Yan Xiu. Under Fang Chuan's horrified gaze, she held out her phone to him. "Police uncle, let's add each other as friends. You can contact me if you have any problems."

Although she was destined not to get a brand-new boyfriend today, getting his contact information was acceptable.

As for relationships, they could be cultivated slowly. She had always had a high tolerance for good-looking men.

How audacious!

Fang Chuan genuinely thought this girl was a bit dense and wasn't afraid that Consultant Yan would flip out and throw her out.

"I'm not a police officer, just a consultant for the police. You can add him." Yan Xiu was unmoved, but he didn't show any displeasure at her words.

Strictly speaking, he might have been a little helpless.

The part about fortune-telling to find a boyfriend had truly broadened Consultant Yan's horizons, and he hadn't fully processed it yet.

Liu Mumu turned to look at Fang Chuan, then unhesitatingly turned her head back. She refused to add a man with a square face as a friend.

Captain Fang: ??? He felt discriminated against for having a square face.

"Please add me, maybe I can provide you with new clues."

Yan Xiu expressionlessly escorted her out of the office.

Liu Mumu stood at the foot of the police station building, sighing inwardly. "Sigh... men are just so cold, heartless, and unreasonable."

The only suspect they had caught had been let go. Fang Chuan sat in his chair, crossed his legs, and said to Yan Xiu, "You just let her go? She's Dong Zhenghao's daughter. Her father hiring a hitman and her appearing at the crime scene, isn't that too coincidental?"

Although the young girl was quite interesting, Fang Chuan hadn't forgotten his identity, and his suspicion of her remained.

"Her Diviner's License proves she wasn't lying. As for whether she's involved in this matter, further investigation is needed." "What exactly is a Diviner's License?" Fang Chuan asked curiously.

"It's a mark of an orthodox fortune teller recognized by the authorities and the entire metaphysics circle. Only two or three of these are released each year; they are very rare."

"She's only twenty years old and she got this license, doesn't that mean she's incredibly powerful?" Then he remembered the divination about him being cuckolded just now, and Fang Chuan asked with a dark expression, "Her license isn't fake, is it?"

Liu Mumu's abilities made one doubt the authenticity of the Diviner's License.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Yan Xiu's lips. The imprint on the Diviner's License couldn't be faked. He just wasn't sure if she obtained it through her own abilities or because she had a very powerful master fortune teller in her family.

The metaphysics circle was nothing more than lineage and family inheritance.

Such favors for juniors were not uncommon. As long as it wasn't too excessive, everyone would choose to turn a blind eye. However, one's status should match one's strength. Without corresponding strength, one could not establish a foothold in this circle.

After a busy morning, Captain Fang, to thank Consultant Yan for his help, invited him to eat at the police station cafeteria.

Yan Xiu had probably never met such a shameless person, treating him to a ten-yuan meal.

The two of them picked up their trays and found a seat. Fang Chuan habitually took out his phone and opened a simulation game he had been playing recently.

Although he was a single dog in reality, he had a girlfriend in the game.

She had confessed to him a couple of days ago, the most beautiful tavern owner in the game. He had just built a new house and was planning their cohabitation.

However, after opening the game, Fang Chuan was stunned. The system had sent him a letter, a breakup letter from his NPC girlfriend.

To summarize: She was already with the NPC owner of the neighboring hotel. We are destined to have no future. Goodbye!

Before Fang Chuan could recover from the painful experience of being cuckolded by an NPC, he thought of the divination Liu Mumu had given him.

He pushed his phone in front of Yan Xiu and lowered his voice. "Take a look."

Yan Xiu swiped his finger across the phone screen. After reading the letter, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Are all of you in the metaphysics circle this scary? You can even predict things like an NPC in a game stealing my girlfriend? This is utterly preposterous! It completely defies logic."

He could still laugh off Liu Mumu's words before, but now that it had actually happened, he felt goosebumps all over.

When he went to Jing City for advanced studies, he had met fortune-telling masters before. After all, as a police officer involved in special cases, the first step of their screening process was birthdate and time and destiny. Those with insufficient hardiness or poor destiny often met their end on cases.

Those masters were all very capable. They could tell a general outline of a person's past experiences just by looking at their face. Yet, he still felt that the young girl was more terrifying.

Yan Xiu paused for a moment and pushed his phone back. "Falling in love with an NPC and still getting cuckolded doesn't make much logical sense."

Fang Chuan: ...

Fine, he was asking for humiliation.

That afternoon, Jiang Jia received a notification to go to the police station to identify a body.

Jiang Jia was completely stunned. She didn't even know how she got to the police station.

Her stepson and stepdaughter, who were usually distant from her, also followed. Zhan Ni walked beside Zhan Huitian, clutching his sleeve. Zhan Huitian glanced down but didn't shake her off.

Originally, Zhan Huitian didn't plan to let Jenny, who was younger, see the body. However, Jenny refused her brother's kind offer.

She clearly saw her deceased father. Even though the forensic doctor had done a good job of stitching the body, she could still tell that her father's original body had been shattered into many pieces.

Just yesterday, she had been full of anger upon learning that her Dad wanted her dead. Today, he was dead, and in such a gruesome way. Her previous hatred had transformed into anxiety about the future.

Jenny's body trembled involuntarily. She subconsciously thought of that bottle. Was her Dad's death... related to that thing?

After just one look at the body, Jiang Jia fainted. Under the treatment of the police forensic doctor, she quickly regained consciousness, but she was completely drained of spirit.

She appeared to be despairing and grieving over her husband's death.

Zhan Huitian glanced at Jiang Jia, who was being comforted by two female police officers, and let out a cold laugh.

"Brother, what do we do now?" Jenny asked Zhan Huitian uneasily.

"We do what we have to do. Dad left a will long ago," Zhan Huitian said coldly.

Jenny looked at him in confusion.

Zhan Huitian patted her shoulder and said meaningfully, "You are my only blood relative. Even if Dad is gone, I will still raise you."

The three of them stayed at the police station until past nine o'clock. Because the case was not yet closed, they couldn't take the body back. After answering some questions from the police, they returned home exhausted.

None of them intended to talk, and they each went back to sleep.

If Jenny hadn't understood Zhan Huitian's words before, she truly understood what her elder brother meant at the police station when Zhan Hongye's lawyer arrived at the Zhan Family home the next morning with his will.

Zhan Hongye had left all his assets and company shares to his eldest son, Zhan Huitian.

As for Jiang Jia, she received nothing except for a few properties under her name.

When she married Zhan Hongye, he was already successful and famous. Naturally, they signed a prenuptial agreement.

At that time, Jiang Jia thought their relationship was good and that he would consider their marital affection to some extent. But today, she realized that all that talk of affection was bullshit, and she didn't even get an extra cent.

As for Jenny, the daughter who was brought back later, she also received no inheritance.

It was likely that the will had been made before she returned, and he had died before he could change it.

Jiang Jia was naturally unwilling to accept this distribution. She had been married to Zhan Hongye for five years. She married him when she was at her youngest and most beautiful. Now that he was dead, she got nothing. Wasn't this clearly playing her for a fool?

Before the lawyer had even left, Jiang Jia started causing a scene.

She pointed at Zhan Huitian's nose and said, "I'm telling you, I will not acknowledge this will."

"And you," she turned to the middle-aged lawyer standing aside. "You've already been bribed by Zhan Huitian. This will is fake."

The lawyer said expressionlessly, "Ms. Jiang, this will has been notarized and has legal effect. If you don't acknowledge it, you can file a lawsuit in court. However, if Ms. Jiang continues to slander my professional ethics, then I'm sorry, we'll meet in court."

"We'll meet in court then. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Jiang Jia's momentum clearly faltered. She raised her head and said to the lawyer, "Old Zhan was murdered. The killer hasn't been caught yet. Who knows if someone killed him for his inheritance."

Zhan Huitian's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Aunt Jiang, you can't just say things. Otherwise, don't blame me for not respecting my father's memory. Also, I hope you will move out of here by this evening. According to my father's will, this villa is now inherited by me."

Jiang Jia was thus kicked out.