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"Since you are sure that she is alive, then tell us in detail." It was Lan Qingyang who spoke.

Wanqiang said "hmm" with unclear emotions, and then continued to talk coherently.

"She is still alive, but not in the way ordinary people think. Her original body was cremated and no longer exists, and her soul resides in a body that is incompatible with her gender."

"A month ago, her soul and this body were mutually exclusive, and she briefly became a vegetative state for a few days, but now she has returned to normal."

"Her marriage line is clearly visible. The other party is a 22-year-old female college student who has just graduated..."

"..."

When she said these words, Wan Qiang exuded confidence and flamboyant charm.

This kind of her makes people unable to take their eyes away.

And the most terrible thing is that after she said those words, she read out all the information about the birthday and horoscope.

"Anyone who doesn't believe it can go and verify it for himself."

This birthday horoscope is an 'alternative' thing that Lan Qingyang found after a lot of effort.

The moment he took it out, he was prepared that everyone could only count part of it, and no one could touch the truth. But he never expected that Wan Qiang could figure everything out with Shaocheng's information.

This is not fortune telling anymore.

The one who rides the horse has a god in the world.

Just... apart from God, Lan Qingyang really couldn't imagine anyone having such awesome abilities.

Calmly, Lan Qingyang raised the '√' sign and looked at Wan Qiang with a smile.

The appreciation and approval in those eyes were unabashed.

The rest of the people were unwilling to accept it, thinking that Wan Qiang was just saying it casually, and some actually went to verify it. But after waiting two minutes, when they got the results, they were all dumbfounded.

It all fits.

Not a single mistake.

Even if they don't want to admit it, they have to admit that Wan Qiang can really crush everyone present when it comes to fortune telling.

Oh, no, to be precise: it can crush all fortune tellers around the world, without exception.

Nothing else.

Let’s just say, who said that Wanqiang’s fortune-telling ability is unique in the world?

"Don't judge people by their appearance. I seem to understand why Lan Ju is so optimistic about Wanqiang."

"She really has a lot of skills. No wonder netizens are buying into her account."

"You may not believe it, but one of my brothers told me that just today Kuaiyu Live spent an eight-digit signing fee to sign Wanqiang."

"I just heard a rumor that Wan Qiang was appointed by a big shot in the Sheng Kingdom to join the Special Security Bureau."

"..."

In the midst of the discussion, Lan Qing raised his hand, and someone appeared in the conference room pushing a body. The body was covered with white cloth and scented with incense, but it also continued to emit an unspeakable stench.

"That's the second piece of the puzzle, by any means, tell me the cause of his death."

The Special Security Bureau deals with supernatural events, and the degree of difficulty is inherently high. This requirement to find the cause of death is completely normal.

For a time, more than fifty people except Wanqiang gathered together.

They looked carefully and saw that the white cloth had been completely lifted, revealing the body.

It's strange to say that the smell is so amazing. The corpse has no scars at all. It looks like a living person. There is no way to tell that he has been dead for a long time. The smell of the corpse is overwhelming.

These leaders in metaphysics surrounded the corpse, their expressions changing from confident at first to more solemn later on.

Some people even summoned their souls as if no one else was around.

But...it's no use.

Not to mention the soul, even the slightest bit of soul was not recruited.

"Where is his soul? Why do I feel that his soul is gone?" Someone asked Lan Qingyang in shock, "Lan Ju, don't tell me that he was really killed to the point of losing his soul."

Lan Qingyang: "I can only say that you are right."