Solving crimes with livestream fortune-telling?

"How exactly did I offend you? How dare you slander me like this? You think I'm afraid of you? Some loser spouting nonsense, trying to smear me without a shred of solid evidence. Dream on!"

[Exactly, master, give us something concrete! Predict when the police will arrive! Be precise!]

[You newcomers don't know how accurate he is. He even read every detail of that last 'high-quality man's' time studying abroad.]

[Master, tell us already! We can't wait!]

[Can't wait? 999]

"What bullshit. Do you think we're all children? Calling the police at the drop of a hat-if you're so capable, tell me when they'll arrive. If you get it right, I'll eat shit live!"

Qing Xiaohe shot back, forcing herself to stay calm.

"I really can't resist a challenge. At 10:28, the police will knock on your door. And at 10:25, your guilty conscience will make your hand slip, and that cup you're holding will fall and shatter. Don't believe me? Just wait and see."

"Heh, let's wait and see, then! It's 10:24 now. Let's see how my cup breaks!"

Qing Xiaohe deliberately lifted her cup and took a sip, speaking with affected ease.

Lin Fan smiled without saying a word. He was waiting for Qing Xiaohe to make a fool of herself!

Ding-dong, ding-dong-

The doorbell rang insistently.

Oh God. Could that be the police? Did that loser really get it right?

Qing Xiaohe panicked...

She stood up nervously and called out tentatively, "Who is it?"

"Delivery!"

"Leave it at the door!"

Qing Xiaohe breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked up at the clock on the opposite wall. It was already 10:24.

The cup was still firmly in her hand!

She smugly waved her cup, unaware that this very gesture would spell its doom.

Her palms were sweaty with nerves. Now that she was deliberately waving the cup around, her grip slipped, and the cup-

Crash! The cup actually fell onto the carpet and shattered!

"Ooh-"

She let out a dainty cry. The hot water had spilled onto her foot, and she flushed as she squirmed in front of the camera.

"It was an accident! Boo-hoo... You filthy loser, you deliberately cursed me! Everyone, my dear followers, don't believe a word this loser says. Oh, my poor foot hurts so much!"

Qing Xiaohe still hadn't grasped how serious things were. She thought he was merely trying to scare her.

Public opinion was turning against her. If she abruptly ended the stream, people would take it as confirmation of those disgraceful accusations.

So she deliberately scalded her foot to win sympathy.

With a pitiful air, she picked up a cotton swab and carefully tended to the injury, showing viewers how hurt and wronged she was in hopes of earning their pity.

With glistening tears at the corners of her eyes and her rosy lips slightly pouted, she really did look heartbreakingly vulnerable.

[Oh my God, you filthy loser! You cursed my goddess! Give me your address. I'm coming to cut you down with my eight-meter sword!]

[Do you think this fortune-teller is telling the truth, or is he just trying to extort Qing Xiaohe? Fame attracts trouble, after all.]

[I'm telling you, Qing Xiaohe definitely has something to hide! Look how guilty she looks!]

[Come on, how innocent can an influencer who spends all day posing and flirting for viewers be? One look tells you she's no respectable young lady.]

[Didn't anyone notice? Even if it really was just a coincidence, that master got it right! The cup broke at exactly 10:25!!!]

[I noticed! That's incredible! Looks like Qing Xiaohe's money really is dirty too!]

[I heard Qing Xiaohe lives in a mansion worth tens of millions. She's only a minor influencer, yet she's made that much money? It must be dirty. Let's see what happens next.]

[Waiting for the follow-up!]

...99+ messages flooded the chat...

The stream suddenly came alive as countless viewers flooded the chat, eager to see what happened next.

"I've realized you're not just suited to streaming. You'd make a great actress too!"

"Looks like the Chaoyang Detention Center's performance lineup is getting another star this year!"

Lin Fan scoffed.

"But Qing Xiaohe, if I dare make that claim, it means I'm absolutely certain. Three minutes left. Let's wait for the police."

Lin Fan poured himself a glass of ice-cold cola, leisurely took a sip, and showed off a little!

Qing Xiaohe was truly like a cornered dog, injuring her foot and still putting on an act to earn sympathy. Her emotions were probably erupting like a volcano. As the man who had set this spectacle in motion, he naturally needed an iced drink to steady his nerves.

"Everyone, don't believe his nonsense! I'll get a platform moderator to ban his account right now."

Qing Xiaohe hurriedly pleaded tearfully with her viewers.

But just as she finished speaking, at that crucial moment, the doorbell rang again.

"Who is it?" Qing Xiaohe's eyes were full of panic, like a lost fawn's.

"Open up! We're here on a community welfare visit!"

Qing Xiaohe breathed another sigh of relief.

"No, thanks. I'm streaming right now. Come back this afternoon."

But just as she relaxed, someone knocked again.

"I already told you, I don't need help from property management! I'm streaming. Do you want me to file a complaint?"

Qing Xiaohe, who always looked down on others, lost her patience.

She hadn't noticed at all that it was exactly 10:28, just as Lin Fan had predicted!

"Hello, we're from the East City Police Station. Please open the door and cooperate with our investigation!"

Chapter 6: Solving crimes with livestream fortune-telling?

"What? What police station?"

Qing Xiaohe froze, panic flooding her eyes.

No way.

The police were really here?

No! Impossible!

She had always left her studio entirely in her lawyer's hands. Without solid evidence, the police wouldn't intervene.

"Ms. Zhao, please open the door immediately. Qinghe Studio, which is registered under your name, is suspected of tax evasion and other illegal activities. We've received a report filed under a Chaoyang resident's real name. Please cooperate."

The officer's voice was solemn and authoritative, frightening Qing Xiaohe out of her wits.

[Scatterbrain: Holy shit, the police really came! Everyone, did you check the time? It's actually 10:28!]

[Viewer0351: Say no more! Master Lin is the GOAT!]

[I grow potatoes at home: I never believed in mysticism before. Today, I'm bowing down.]

[Let's go on a date: I knew this minor influencer would come crashing down someday. Justice wasn't absent; its time just hadn't come!]

[Waiting for vacation: Officer, hurry up and take that bad woman away~]

[Viewer0514: Master Lin, how can I get a face reading or a fortune-telling session from you?]

[Viewer Little Cherry Star: Requesting a reading! +1]

[Viewers: Requesting a reading! +99]

The chat exploded.

Rocket effects filled the screen, with fireworks and sports cars dazzling everyone.

The viewers all began frantically flooding the chat, hoping Lin Fan would tell their fortunes. After two successful predictions in a row, everyone was utterly convinced.

"I haven't done anything wrong! What right do you have to arrest me? I'm not opening the door!"

Qing Xiaohe had no attention left for the chat. She was consumed by terror. Women seemed to lose all reason when trouble struck; she actually dared to challenge the police outside.

Watching the terrified, disheveled woman on the stream, Lin Fan curled his lips into a disdainful smile.

If she had known it would end like this, why had she done it in the first place?

The officers outside had clearly lost patience, and their voices rose. "Ms. Zhao Qingqing, if you still refuse to open the door, we'll have to take action! Refusing to cooperate with our investigation will only add to your offenses!"

[Justice on auto-play: Qing Xiaohe's fans, come out and defend your goddess now! She won't even face the police. Clearly, she's got a guilty conscience.]

[Moonlight: When a wall falls, everyone gives it a push; when a tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Those fans only wanted Qing Xiaohe for her looks. Who would dare speak up for her now?]

[My husband is a big jerk: Is this woman finally getting arrested? Looks like my husband won't have any more chances to secretly send her gifts.]

[Top donor666: My youth is over! The innocent goddess I once loved turned out to be a thoroughly rotten bitch. All that devotion was wasted.]

[God Lin, I love you: Spam 'Master Lin is the GOAT'! The worse things get for Qing Xiaohe, the more accurate his reading proves to be.]

[Viewers: Master Lin is the GOAT!]

99 messages flooded the chat?!

[Lin Fan: Everyone, good and evil both have their consequences. Qing Xiaohe's downfall reflects the behavior of many unscrupulous streamers. Many people may not believe in fortune-telling, but heaven watches everything we do.]

[Lin Fan: We all know how Qing Xiaohe's story ends. As for those who want a reading, I'd be happy to oblige. From now on, I'll see you here every day at ten. I've already done two readings today, and prying into heaven's secrets takes a great deal of energy. I need to rest. Thank you for all the gifts. If you haven't followed me yet, please do.]

Lin Fan wrapped things up with a few brief remarks, then ended the stream.

He had deliberately left them in suspense to preserve a little mystery.

He believed this would whet everyone's appetite even more. He would be streaming again tomorrow anyway, and after this performance, he figured his follower count would soar.

[Ding-dong! Mission completed. Your 800 heavenly secrets points have been credited!]