Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

After checking into the hotel.

Jiang Cha called Captain Han immediately.

Captain Han is still working overtime.

He has had too many things to worry about recently and he hasn't slept for more than three hours for several days in a row.

The dark circles under the eyes look very heavy.

As soon as Captain Han answered the phone, he mumbled sleepily, "Why don't you turn on the video call? Let your uncle see your face. This way, even if your uncle is very sleepy, he can immediately wake up."

Ginger tea: ???

The old dog's voice appeared beside him, saying, "Little Cha Cha, please be considerate. Your uncle will be like this when he is sleepy and can't sleep well. He will just be a little clingy. It's okay."

Jiang Cha switched to the video and soon saw Captain Han's haggard face, and the old dog's face next to him was also pale and a little bloodless.

Lao Gou noticed that Jiang Cha's eyes fell on his face, reached out and touched his face, and said: "Recently, my wife has been trying her best to stew various nourishing soups for me, and asked me to bring them over for everyone to eat. It seems that there is no effect. Working overtime is too tiring."

Jiang Cha knew that although they would complain about the hard work of overtime in their hearts, they would never push it away when things came up.

They are a group of people who will complain about the hard work of overtime, but at the same time they are very serious and responsible about the things they are responsible for.

Their work is different from that of ordinary people, so when tasks come one after another, overtime is the norm.

Jiang Cha took a sip of the hot milk that Crow had just brought her. She actually liked to drink it iced, but when Crow brought it to her, she said that Jiu Ye said that drinking warm milk at night is good for the body, and then ran away.

But ginger tea is not that picky, hot one is also fine.

Very tasty.

I don’t know where the crow got the milk, but it tastes very good. It is different from the milk you buy outside and is much better.

"Uncle, haven't you had a good sleep these days?"

The knight squeezed his head into the screen and said, "We are better off. Your uncle is like an iron man, he has been up all night. Ah, we haven't found the experimental base you mentioned yet."

Butterfly pushed away the head that was actually sticking to Captain Han, and squeezed in instead. Her little thoughts were obviously hidden, and then she looked over at Jiang Cha. She was very attentive and immediately realized that Jiang Cha was not staying at home, but in a hotel. She immediately asked, "Xiao Cha Cha, where are you now? Why are you staying in a hotel?"

Jiang Cha said truthfully: "I'm in Haicheng and I'm staying at the Jiutian Hotel now. If any of you are free, please come over. I have some things to deal with in the next few days and I need your help."

Captain Han immediately raised his hand and said, "I'll go. I'm your uncle. If you need help, of course I'll be the first to support you."

Butterfly also raised her hand, "And me."

Old Dog: "I'll go too."

Knight: "Add me."

Jiang Cha drank the rest of the milk in one gulp, burped, and said, "We don't need so many people. You all still have a lot of tasks to complete. Just two people will do. Uncle, you can arrange it. Contact me directly when you get here."

Captain Han made an OK gesture.

Jiang Cha had something else to do, so he said goodbye and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cha called Siming again.

The person who answered the phone was not Siming, but Siming's grandfather Sikong Hai.

When Sikong Hai heard Jiang Cha's voice, he was even more excited than Siming, "Ah, you are, you are the ancestor? Ancestor, please accept my respects."

Jiang Cha obviously heard what happened over there, and his knees fell to the ground with a clear "thump".

There was also the sound of a teacup falling to the ground and breaking in a panic.

Jiang Cha pinched his eyebrows.

Strictly speaking, she can indeed be considered the ancestor of the Si family.

Si Ming's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather Si Wuming was a child that Jiang Cha picked up and raised.

He is also the only apprentice accepted by Jiang Cha.

Although she still couldn't quite understand why she traveled from the world in this book to another world to practice, after returning to this world, she met Si Wuming's descendants again.

She didn't want to think about things that couldn't be explained.

Anyway, this is not the answer she can understand now.

She doesn't like wasting time on such useless things.

Jiang Cha rubbed his eyebrows and thought of Sikong Hai who was still kneeling there. Just as he was about to call him to get up, he heard another sound of footsteps approaching.

Siming walked out of the bathroom, wiping his hair as he walked, and asked, "Grandpa, have you seen my phone? Did it ring just now?"

Siming walked into the living room and just in time saw his grandfather holding a mobile phone, worshipping it like an ancestor, holding it up with both hands, while he himself knelt on the ground devoutly.

To show respect, he even deliberately chose a place without a carpet when kneeling.

My knees fell directly on the cold, hard floor.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Siming approached curiously.

The last time he knelt like this with his phone in his arms was when he was playing a game to get equipment. He prayed for the protection of the ancestors, and there was a picture of ginger tea in front of him. As a result, he really got a rare item.

Siming had just approached Sikong Hai, his hand still in the defenseless motion of wiping his hair, when the next moment, he was suddenly pulled by Sikong Hai, who said sternly: "This is the call from the Grandmaster, kneel down and listen."

"Bang!" As Siming knelt down, the bath towel around his waist also slipped down.

Although Jiang Cha was not watching a video, her hearing was so good that she could clearly hear and distinguish the sound of a bath towel falling to the ground.

Siming screamed like a decent woman being molested, "Ahhh, Grandpa."

As a result, not only did he not get an apology from his grandfather, he also beat him up for being disrespectful in front of the ancestors.

Jiang Cha waited for a while, and when Si Kong Hai was almost unable to fight, You You spoke up to remind him, "I have something to talk to Siming about. If you want to fight, you can wait until I finish."

To Sikong Hai, Jiang Cha's words are orders.

He was about to slap someone, but when he heard Jiang Cha's words, he immediately retracted his hand, pushed Siming, and made him kneel down to answer the phone.

Jiang Cha pinched his brow again.

Forget it.

If they like to kneel, let them kneel.

Anyway, even their ancestor Si Wuming would kneel when he saw him.

Siming wanted to pick up the phone to answer the call, but his grandfather gave him a threatening look. He quickly knelt down again, put his knees together, clasped his hands together devoutly, and said, "Grandmaster, what do you want from me?"

Jiang Cha: "Did you find the materials I asked you to help me find last time?"

Siming: "We have contacted them. They guessed that I needed it urgently, so they raised the price by two floors."

Sikong Hai said angrily: "Which little bastard dares to raise the price midway? I will kill them."

The store that Siming is currently in charge of was passed down from his family.

Previously it was Sikong Hai who was in charge, now it is Siming.

Sikong Hai knows almost all the suppliers in the industry, although the older generation has basically retired and let the younger generation take over.

But he still has this old face, and he can still show it off to others with some dignity.

After Siming said a person's name.

Sikong Hai immediately said, "Don't worry, Grandmaster. I will definitely be able to get it for you at the original price. When do you need it? I will arrange it right away."

Jiang Cha: "The day after tomorrow, have someone deliver it to me in Haicheng. Don't let anyone else know about this except us."

Sikong Hai and Siming looked at each other with excitement, and said in unison: "Please rest assured, Grandmaster."

……

Jiang Cha hung up the phone and stretched.

Walk to the floor-to-ceiling window and overlook the bright lights of the entire city.

Haicheng is indeed a prosperous metropolis. Unlike nature, this is the beauty created by humans.

It's about technology and the future.

After a while.

There was a knock on the door.

Ginger Tea snapped his fingers.

The door, which was originally closed, opened by itself.

Crow walked in with a bag of documents, "Ms. Jiang, everything you asked me to investigate is here."

Jiang Cha walked back, sat down on the sofa, and took the documents handed to him by Crow.

While Jiang Cha was opening the document, Crow was waiting by his side.

Jiang Cha asked Crow to investigate the situation of the Haicheng metaphysical family.

Although it is an era of spiritual scarcity and many things have not been well preserved, many metaphysical families have been born in the country.

They were divided into several joint organizations and formed alliances according to regions to strengthen the strength of their families.

It also reduces the possibility of being swallowed up by similar species.

In Haicheng, there is a separate metaphysical organization headed by the Duan family, which leads the four major families to form the Haicheng Feng Shui Association.

Jiang Cha's beautiful fingertips quickly flipped through the documents in her hand.

Crow is very capable at work. In a short period of time, he has investigated the development and evolution of this organization from its early establishment to the period after its establishment.

The Haicheng Feng Shui Association was once ranked only among the top five in the country, far behind the Beijing Feng Shui Association.

But about a dozen years ago, the Feng Shui Association in Haicheng made rapid progress and became one of the top organizations in the country. The Duan family, in particular, became famous, and even people from abroad often asked the Duan family to help or support them.

Jiang Cha looked at the familiar timeline.

This time more than ten years ago was exactly when Duan Yaning's mother and sister passed away.

Could this be the time when Mr. Duan and Ding Jinyi colluded?

The reason for their collusion was that Mr. Duan wanted to save Duan Yanning, but what about Ding Jinyi? Was it to use Mr. Duan's identity to infiltrate the domestic Feng Shui organization?

That makes sense.

It just seems too simple.

Jiang Cha supported his chin and thought seriously.