[Boss Xiu: Another nonbeliever. The master has never been wrong. Looks like the owner of Moonrise Restaurant really does have something wrong with his brain!]
[Old Zhou, God of Food: I get it! If it isn't his sense of taste, it can only be a problem with his brain!]
[Ninety Below Zero: God of Food above, aren't you just stating the obvious?]
Beside him.
Xiao Tuantuan asked, "Master, you mean there's something wrong with his brain, right?"
Lin Fan gave Xiao Tuantuan a surprised look. Apparently, after spending so much time with him, she could even understand what he was implying.
He nodded. "I can't see what's going on inside his brain, but I calculated that he'll be hospitalized six months from now because of a brain tumor."
A tumor!
The owner collapsed onto the floor again. How could this happen? Trouble with his restaurant was bad enough, but now even his health was in trouble.
"No way."
"I can't be this unlucky!"
The owner wanted to cry but had no tears. He couldn't understand it. He had never done anything bad, so why did disaster have to strike him?
Did good people never get rewarded?
The owner raised his head and asked, unwilling to give up, "Master, can I still be saved?"
Lin Fan replied, "I'm not a doctor, but I have a rough idea of why you've been so unlucky. Once we get rid of your bad luck, perhaps you'll be all right from then on."
At that moment.
As though grasping at his last lifeline, the owner dropped to his knees before Lin Fan with a thud. "Master, please help me!"
Just as Lin Fan was about to explain the cause of the owner's bad luck.
Police sirens sounded outside.
A group of cops walked in, escorting a young man with dyed blond hair.
"Dad!"
The blond young man grew extremely agitated when he saw the owner. He cried, "Dad, I was wrong! Hurry up and tell the cops not to arrest me! They said I'm going to prison. I'm so scared!"
His son!
The owner trembled all over. He hadn't expected the cops to catch the blond young man so quickly!
"Your son is suspected of poisoning. On our way here, we happened to spot him nearby, so we arrested him."
"We'll need to investigate and secure the evidence shortly. Please cooperate with us."
One of the cops stepped forward to speak with the owner.
"No problem. I'll cooperate however you need me to!"
Gritting his teeth, the owner cursed at the blond young man. "You ungrateful son! I raised you for nineteen years, and you actually tried to destroy everything your grandfather and I worked so hard to build!"
"Let the cops teach you a lesson from now on. I can't teach you anymore!"
At those words.
The blond young man froze. He hadn't expected his adoptive father to actually mean it.
"You old bastard! All I did was put a dead kitten in the water tank. So what if I burned the whole restaurant down? Once you die, won't all this belong to me anyway?"
"I can do whatever I want, and you're actually going to let the cops throw me in prison!"
After that stream of abuse.
The surrounding cops, and even the owner, were dumbfounded.
None of them had expected the blond young man to openly say something so utterly vile and disrespectful.
[Boss Xiu: Unbelievable! Nineteen years of raising him, and all he got was an ungrateful bastard!]
[Ragdoll Cat: The owner is so pitiful. Nineteen years of love and effort. He would've been better off raising a dog.]
[Coiled Dragon: Someone like this needs a few years behind bars to learn his lesson. Only then will he grow up!]
The viewers were outraged. None of them could stand it. How could a son like this exist?
If the owner had been a bad father who regularly beat and berated his son, that would have been one thing.
But the viewers could all tell that the owner's past treatment of the blond young man could practically be described as doting.
Sometimes, excessive indulgence really could make someone domineering, selfish, and heartless.
"Wang Dongliang, your parents abandoned you when you were one, and you lived in an orphanage afterward."
"When you were a year and a half old, the owner adopted you. From then on, he showered you with love. Unfortunately, you only grew more rebellious, using his love for you as an excuse to keep hurting him."
"I won't go over the dead kitten you dumped or how you stole everything valuable from your home."
"But you truly have no conscience. After your grandfather died, you actually found his grave, dug him up, and took all the burial goods!"
Lin Fan's gaze settled on the blond young man. He calculated on his fingers, confirming that his earlier reading had been correct.
He laid out everything the blond young man had done.
At the final sentence.
The owner's eyes widened. Clutching his chest, he pointed at the blond young man and said in disbelief, "You... you ungrateful son!"
Digging up a grave.
His own grandfather's grave, no less!
"Do you have any conscience at all?"
The owner gasped for breath. That was his father's grave! Even his body had been dug up. What kind of son had he raised?
[Boss Xiu: I'm stunned. The master even divined what happened to his family's ancestral grave!]
[Ragdoll Cat: This man is terrifying. He wouldn't even leave his own grandfather's grave alone!]
[Ninety Below Zero: I never imagined someone like this existed. Please, cops, lock him up already!]
[Jiangzhou Uncle Cop: Rest assured, everyone. Once we've verified the facts, we absolutely won't let any wrongdoer get away!]
Chapter 60: The Refining Deliverance Method!
Everyone present was stunned.
They hadn't expected an unfilial son to have done so many terrible things.
"Where is your grandfather's body?" the owner asked weakly.
By now, he had lost all hope in the blond young man.
This time, he had truly given up on him.
Originally, he had intended to threaten to sever ties to spur the blond young man into growing up. He had never expected him to go to such extremes.
"I threw it away!"
The blond young man sneered. "It's your fault for being a broke old bastard! You only gave me two million. Do you think two million is enough to spend?"
"And everything at home didn't even fetch five hundred thousand when I pawned it all. I lost the whole lot gambling in two days!"
Smack.
At that moment, Lin Fan slapped the blond young man across the face. "You disloyal, unfilial wretch. He raised you for nineteen years. It would be bad enough if you simply weren't grateful, but instead, you kept dreaming up one evil scheme after another."
"You're going away for eight or ten years this time. The owner might not live to see you released."
He had just done another calculation.
Ten years in prison would leave the blond young man riddled with illness.
By the time he got out, he would have become deranged, but he would no longer pose a threat to the owner.
"How dare you hit me!"
The blond young man's eyes widened. No one had ever slapped him in his life, yet now a stranger had struck him.
He suddenly sprang up, trying to shove Lin Fan over.
But the instant he moved, the surrounding cops reacted and pinned him to the floor.
"Still resisting?"
The cops present all held Lin Fan in considerable respect. They would never allow anyone to hurt him right in front of them.
The blond young man struggled desperately, but the harder he struggled, the more force the cops used.
Lin Fan ignored him and turned back, saying calmly, "Sir, do you now understand why you've had one run of bad luck after another, and why your wife has been constantly ill?"
The owner paused, then nodded. "Because something happened to my ancestral grave."
His father's grave had been dug up. How could that bring anything but bad luck? Surely it wouldn't bring him an endless winning streak instead.
Lin Fan smiled faintly. "Exactly. Let's go to your father's grave, then. At the very least, we need to lay him to rest. Otherwise, your luck will only get worse."
[Boss Xiu: The owner is so lucky! Master Lin is personally stepping in to help him!]
[Ragdoll Cat: This is the Master Lin I admire. Whenever he encounters injustice, he steps in!]
[Ninety Below Zero: So our ancestors' graves can affect their descendants' luck. Looks like I should visit Grandpa's grave and pay my respects more often!]
[Coiled Dragon: Viewer above, don't get too superstitious. As long as there's nothing wrong with the feng shui, extra visits won't do much beyond giving you a little peace of mind.]
On the outskirts of Jiangzhou.
In a spot blessed with lovely mountains and water.
Lin Fan, the owner, and a group of cops arrived at the foot of a mountain.
The cops had come along because they needed evidence.
After all, if they could confirm that the owner's son had dug up the grave and stolen the items inside, they could charge him with grave robbery.
"Sir, you chose a nice spot."
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