Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

Cheng Xiao lives in a high-end residential area. Facial recognition is required for entry and exit. Security guards are on duty 24 hours a day, and even deliverymen are not allowed to enter.

In addition, subordinates are not allowed to visit him at ordinary times. He is also very sparsely populated. Even the neighbors upstairs and downstairs do not know that such a big shot from Yuncheng lives in the middle!

After the police car completely drove out of the prison, the group changed to a commercial vehicle halfway.

This is something Cheng Xiao emphasized. You must be low-key when entering the community, and you must not drive a police car in.

Two more prison guards came up in the middle to prevent Zhao Yi from escaping on the way. A death row prisoner who raped and killed seven people will cause unimaginable disasters to society!

"Don't be nervous."

Zhao Yi seemed very calm from beginning to end. He looked at Li Botao, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat: "Give me a bank card. Don't be so stingy. I know you have a lot of money in your treasury."

Li Botao's face changed. Although he didn't know what Zhao Yi was up to, he still took out a card from his wallet and handed it to Zhao Yi.

The business car gradually drove into the community, turned left and stopped at the building at the end. Four armed prison guards stopped in the car and watched Li Botao and Zhao Yi take the elevator to Cheng Xiao's floor.

One elevator per household.

"Dong Dong Dong."

Li Botao knocked on the maroon door nervously. If he was found out, he would end up in a miserable situation if he brought a death row prisoner to pretend to be a psychologist to see Cheng Xiao's son!

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

A woman in plain clothes trotted over and opened the door for Li Botao and Zhao Yi to enter.

Cheng Xiao had never brought his wife Deng Panyan to an event, so this was the first time Li Botao had seen her.

Deng Panyan was in her forties, not young anymore. She didn't wear any high-end cosmetics on her face, nor did she wear any jewelry. Compared with those wives of high-ranking officials who were keen on playing cards, she looked much more plain.

"You must have worked hard on the road. I just made some tea. Have a cup to relieve your fatigue."

Deng Panyan was very enthusiastic, but the fatigue in the corners of her eyes still showed that she had a poor sleep recently.

Cheng Xiao sat on the sofa without moving. With a height of 1.85 meters, he was very oppressive even when sitting, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Yi.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Botao called him and said that he had met a very good psychologist who had cured many patients, but he would go abroad for further studies next week, and it would be a few years before he came back.

Cheng Xiao thought it would be better to refuse at the critical moment of the election.

But Li Botao on the phone patted his chest and said that the psychologist guaranteed that he could cure his son Cheng Yunqi, otherwise he would give up the election.

Cheng Xiao and his wife were moved, and hope was rekindled in their hearts.

But...

The psychologist in front of them was really too young.

Even with a mask on, it could be seen that he was no more than 20 years old. How could such a person really be a psychologist? Wasn't he a student that Li Botao found casually?

"Where is the patient?" Zhao Yi acted very professionally: "I am in a hurry. I have a flight tomorrow at noon. I need to start treatment immediately." Hearing this, Cheng Xiao finally stood up from the sofa. He was half a head taller than Zhao Yi. With his dark skin, he asked like an iron tower: "Which hospital are you a psychologist in? Do you have any successful cases?" Li Botao, who was standing by, was almost suffocated! He didn't expect Cheng Xiao to ask suddenly. This was an unexpected change. Zhao Yi would definitely not be able to answer. "Quan Ziqian." "I am 21 years old this year. I learned from Wu Yufeng. Although I have only one year of clinical experience, I have never failed." Facing Cheng Xiao's questioning, Zhao Yi was very calm: "I will go abroad for further studies soon. I don't want to treat another difficult patient temporarily. If you don't trust me because of my youth, I am happy to go back to the hotel to rest." After that.

He turned around and left without even a second's hesitation.

"Please stay!"

Cheng Xiao was also a little panicked. Unexpectedly, this young man, who was studying under Wu Yufeng, had all doubts in his eyes. He ran over and stood in front of Zhao Yi and said very sincerely: "It was my fault just now. I solemnly say I'm sorry!"

"Please disregard the past and treat my son well!"

Deng Panyan, who was making tea next to him, was also anxious. If Li Botao hadn't been there, he would have knelt down to beg Zhao Yi.

In order to treat her son's illness, she also knew Wu Yufeng's name.

In the psychological field of Daxia, he has a god-like status. All the clients who have been treated are astonished. However, usually the dragon is invisible, and it is difficult for even billionaires to make an appointment. However, the position of the warden of Yuncheng is , not enough for such a big shot to take action

Wu Yufeng's disciples are also very famous, and the wealthy families in the provincial capital are also treated as guests, and no one has ever dared to pretend to be one.

Li Botao, who remained silent behind, looked at Zhao Yi with a completely different look.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi took a different approach and dared to pretend to be Wu Yufeng's apprentice.

Moreover, Zhao Yi's performance level was extremely high. He looked hesitant and finally nodded: "Where is the patient?"

Cheng Xiao and Deng Panyan looked happy: "Our son is in the bedroom on the left. He hasn't gone out for three months. He only eats one meal a day. He is so hungry that he is skin and bones. When he sees strangers, he becomes Very irritable."

They tried their best to supplement Cheng Yunqi's information to increase the success rate of Wu Yufeng in front of them.

"I see."

Zhao Yi strode towards the bedroom. When his back was turned to everyone, the corners of his mouth finally turned up.

On the way here, he suddenly had an idea and thought of another use of the Book of Life and Death.

Although the book of life and death cannot check one's own future, every word Zhao Yi makes, or even a small decision, will affect the future of others.

When he came, he had thought that Cheng Xiao, as the warden of Yuncheng Prison, would not easily trust an unknown person.

Then when he stepped into the living room, he used the book of life and death to preview how Cheng Xiao would react in the future after he said something.

In the eyes of ordinary fortune tellers, the future is like looking at flowers in the mist. It will produce different results according to people's different choices, and is full of mystery and unpredictability.

Therefore, the oracles mentioned are also ambiguous, which makes it easier to blame later, but Zhao Yi is different. What he sees with the Book of Life and Death is the future that will inevitably happen!

It's equivalent to being stuck in a loophole and indirectly seeing your future.

After repeated experiments, Zhao Yi finally concluded that when he named Wu Yufeng's apprentice, Cheng Xiao's doubts would be completely eliminated.

Go into the bedroom.

Keep the door closed.

Cheng Xiao and Deng Panyan were both very worried. They had invited so many psychiatrists, but 90% of them didn't stay for more than a minute before they were kicked out by their irritable son.

If even Wu Yufeng's disciples were helpless, they would really be in despair.

What they feared did not happen, and Li Botao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Zhao Yi was not lying, and he really knew how to treat mental illness.

About five or six minutes later, Zhao Yi came out of the bedroom, followed closely by Cheng Yunqi.

He looks roughly like Cheng Xiao. He has been extremely malnourished for a long time, his cheeks are deeply sunken, and his eyes are covered by his messy chicken coop.

Ignoring his parents, he followed Zhao Yi closely.

"I'm going to take Yun Qi out for one night and give you a healthy son tomorrow."

Zhao Yi didn't say a single unnecessary word, and took the elevator with Cheng Yunqi, who became well-behaved, to leave the high-rise building.

Compared with Cheng Xiao and Deng Panyan who saw hope, Li Botao, who had not spoken for a long time, was stunned, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed out from his forehead. How could a death row prisoner just escape like that?

What’s more, he even took away Cheng Xiao’s son!