Incomplete Constitution

"Old man, why'd you pat me for no reason? Don't you know people have three fires on their shoulders?"

Li Guoqiang said irritably. Ever since encountering this sort of thing, he had looked up quite a few related materials and taboos.

Things like how people had yang fires on their shoulders, how if a ghost put a hand on your shoulder and you turned around, the fires would be extinguished, and so on.

But the more he learned, the more hopeless he became.

According to the information records of the Miscellaneous Affairs Division, such methods had no effect whatsoever on the strange incidents they encountered. They were nothing but deceptive tricks.

"Heh, there was something dirty on your shoulder just now," Wu Heng said with a faint smile.

"What dirty thing? Don't tell me you're a pickpocket, old man. I'm a police officer. What, trying to play cat and mouse?" Li Guoqiang said sternly, staring at Wu Heng.

He had actually said it on purpose, wanting to get back at the old man for startling him so badly that he had jumped.

From the first moment he saw Wu Heng—especially Wu Heng's deep eyes and that indescribable aura about him—he had never thought Wu Heng was a thief.

Otherwise, as a former criminal investigator, he would have checked his identification and verified his identity long ago. Why would he have stood there doing nothing?

What he did not know was that Wu Heng had seen through him as well. That little thought of his was completely transparent before Wu Heng.

Wu Heng continued with a faint smile. "Has no one taught you that you can't judge things by appearances alone?"

"I helped brush the dust off your shoulder. That means I helped you."

"Go order me a table full of