I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 59 Su Fan: New, not worth much
Scarlett also has her own considerations.

Having been in the film industry for so long, she has come into contact with far more people than her father, an architectural designer.

You can roughly tell whether the other party is genuine or fake through conversation.

She is indeed experiencing supernatural events, but that doesn't mean she will just believe other people.

The more critical the moment, the more you should not rush to seek medical treatment.

Karsten quickly dialed the number and put it on speakerphone.

"Hello, is this Master Sufan?"

"Well, it's me."

"Did the amulet work?"

A very young voice came from the other end of the phone, which surprised Scarlett.

She originally thought that the other person's voice would be a little deeper and mysterious.

But now it seems that the other person is not very old, almost the same age as me.

Inside the antique shop, Su Fan had finished drawing talismans and was regulating his breathing.

I was a little surprised when I received the call from Karsten.

Did Death take action against Scarlett so soon?

This efficiency is really extraordinary.

"It worked, but... uh, I used it."

"what happened?"

“When I was driving to my daughter’s place, I was in a hurry and got into an accident with a small truck loaded with steel bars.

But thanks to your amulet, I only suffered minor injuries."

"The amulet is broken?"

"Yes."

Su Fan and Carsten asked and answered questions, and Scarlett listened without saying a word.

The former thought for a moment after hearing this.

This time, Karsten must have been an accident.

Since the amulet is indeed powerful enough to save a dying person from an accident, it means that it can at least defend against one attack from the god of death.

Thinking of this, Su Fan turned his gaze to the neatly arranged stack of talismans on the table.

It seems that the preparation was not in vain.

"Since you have already used one talisman, your daughter Scarlett only has one left."

"She should also know that once accidents start, they are like dominoes falling one after another."

"An amulet is not enough to keep her safe."

Carsten became anxious when he heard this and was about to speak, but he saw Scarlett in front of him constantly winking at him.

"I understand, Master Sufan."

"Scarlett wants to talk to you, is that okay with you?"

"of course can."

Su Fan on the other end of the phone sighed in his heart.

As an employer, Karsten was a little too cautious in his words.

If it involved his own affairs, the other party would definitely not be so flustered. He lost his sense of proportion all for his daughter.

"Hello, Master Sufan."

Soon, Scarlett's deep and slightly hoarse voice was heard from the receiver of the mobile phone.

"Hello."

"Father, I'm really sorry for bothering you so late at night about my affairs."

"Regarding your amulet, may I ask what its main effect is?"

"It wards off evil and protects the wearer from evil."

"Evil things..."

Scarlett suddenly felt a little confused.

The existence of the Grim Reaper can be classified as fate, but the existence of an evil being sounds a bit unrealistic.

"Ms. Scarlett, I know this is hard to accept for someone who grew up with scientific education, but the fact is, there are still many things in this world that you don't understand."

"If you use your common sense to understand everything, you will end up dying without knowing why. I believe you have seen such people before." Su Fan's words made Scarlett subconsciously think of some people's faces.

Without exception, disgust and ridicule were revealed on their faces.

"According to what your father told me, the Grim Reaper's scythe is probably already on your neck."

"At this time, you have no choice but to trust me."

Listening to the calm words of the young man on the other end of the phone, Scarlett took a deep breath and prepared to make a final test.

"Are you sure you want to help me? If you intervene, you will most likely end up on the death list."

"I take money from people and help them get rid of disasters. If the god of death wants, just put me on it."

Su Fan's tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about the so-called death curse at all.

But Scarlett could tell that the former did not regard her words as nonsense, but was quite confident in her own abilities.

"How about this? I have something to do tomorrow. Let's arrange a time to meet and talk in person."

"You decide the time. We are available anytime."

"Okay, see you at the Los Angeles Police Department at 3pm tomorrow."

"Yeah, no problem, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Scarlett returned the phone to her father.

"Father, you should go back too. Remember to find a doctor to treat your wound to avoid infection."

After sending Carsten away, Scarlett returned to the corner where she had been sitting before and slowly closed her eyes.

Whether it is true or false, and who the other party is, everything will be revealed tomorrow.

……

Three o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

A black Porsche pulled up in front of the Los Angeles Police Department.

The back door opened and Scarlett, wearing a mask, hat and sunglasses and covering herself tightly, got out of the car.

This time she didn't ask her father to take her there, but instead found her own driver.

What I told Su Fan before, that if you have too much contact you will also be included in the list, is not a complete lie.

There was a victim who was either a passenger or died because he was inseparable from the person the Grim Reaper wanted to kill and was affected.

When Scarlett arrived at the door, she found something wrong.

The patrolman outside the police station looked absent-minded, as if he was slacking off.

This is working hours, aren't you afraid of being scolded by your boss?

Scarlett didn't think about it carefully and walked straight to the door. Before she went in, she heard some noise inside.

"impossible!"

A hoarse roar sounded, as if a drake had its neck stepped on, harsh and unpleasant.

Then there was a burst of inexplicably familiar language.

Scarlett thought about it carefully and seemed to have heard it somewhere before.

Ah, it's Korean.

Scarlett has not had much contact with South Korea, but she has heard that they have a good relationship with the United States.

Other more common impressions may be the continuous influx of immigrants.

What really puzzled Scarlett was the reactions of the two policemen around her.

After hearing the noise, the two immediately turned their heads inside, seeming to be very interested in what was happening inside.

Scarlett was curious and walked along the avenue, and soon arrived at the spacious office.

At this time, all the policemen gathered together, and in the middle, several figures could be vaguely seen.

As the distance shortened, Scarlett was finally able to vaguely hear one or two sentences.

"You are a young boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Look at the quality of this jade Buddha and the craftsmanship!"

"You have the guts to say what you just said again!"

In the middle area, an old Asian man with small eyes had a red face and was breathing heavily like a bellows. He stared at the young man sitting in front of him, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Opposite him, the young man was calm and composed. He took a sip of tea and spoke.

"Why don't you dare to say it? I can tell you as many times as you want."

"This thing is new and worthless."

(End of this chapter)