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

The male police officer swallowed hard and said in horror: "Captain, is she performing magic?"

The policewoman kicked him in disgust and said, "Shut up."

They should expose less of their low IQ and lower the average IQ of their bureau.

The policewoman had no control over the force.

The male policeman grimaced in pain, held his foot and jumped to the back, then sat down on a wooden chair. He quickly took off his shoes and took a look, and saw that the instep of his foot was bruised.

Xie Rongan was right beside them. He glanced at the male police officer's instep, then quickly moved further away from the female police officer.

Jiang Cha quickly gave An Chengzhi a few injections.

Although Zhou Rufang was not very proficient in Chinese medicine, she was very familiar with the acupuncture points. Looking at the acupuncture points pierced by Jiang Cha and his technique of inserting the needle, it was so steady. If her father were still alive, he would definitely want to accept her as his last disciple.

Sadly, Dad is no longer with us.

Zhou Rufang helped An Chengzhi lie sideways on the sofa and covered him with a thin blanket.

Anlia was watching nearby, anxious but unable to help at all.

Jiang Cha looked at her for a while, then turned to Zhou Rufang and asked for a piece of white paper and a pen. He quickly formed seals with his fingers, muttered something, and then burned the white paper and the pen with the flame on his fingertips.

The stack of white paper turned yellow in her hands, and the pen also changed color.

She spread the yellow paper on the table and handed the pen to Anlia.

An Liya raised her tearful face, looked at the ginger tea, then reached out to take it with trembling hands. The moment her hand touched the pen, An Liya's tears rolled out again.

"Thank you, thank you."

She began to write on the paper.

-Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. It's my fault that I made you bury your child.

They couldn't see Anlia, they only saw the pen moving, and words kept coming out from under the pen tip on the paper.

The male police officer had cold sweat on his forehead. He hid behind the female police officer trembling, so nervous that he could hear the sound of his own swallowing. "Captain."

The male police officer's voice was trembling. "Have you seen the Pen Fairy? I have seen it, and it is similar to what is happening now. It is very scary."

The policewoman glared at him.

The male police officer quickly shut up.

Anlia is still writing.

-My biological son, your grandson, is still suffering in the orphanage. I hope you can bring him back and raise him well. I cannot repay you for your kindness in this life, and can only pray that I will have the chance to be your daughter in the next life.

Anlia wrote a lot and wrote very quickly.

She had so much to express, but she couldn't say it out loud, so she could only write it down on paper.

But she had too little time, so she could only speed up her writing, hoping to say more, more.

As time went by, the yellow color on the paper gradually faded and gradually returned to its original white color.

The words written on the paper also disappeared bit by bit, as if they had never appeared.

Anlia watched the pen in her hand return to its original color and then fall from her hand.

Anlia reached out several times to grab the pen, but each time her hand passed through the pen.

--Time is up.

Anlia burst into tears again.

Zhou Rufang threw herself on the table, trying to keep the words on the paper. Those were the last traces their precious daughter left them, but what she held in her arms in the end was just a stack of empty white paper.

Humans and ghosts have different paths and are inherently incompatible.

Zhou Rufang knelt on the ground holding a stack of papers and cried in grief.

The female police officer next to them had red eyes.

Zhou Rufang's eyesight was blurred by tears. She gritted her teeth and looked at the policewoman, saying, "Officer, please catch the murderer who killed my daughter."

The policewoman said with embarrassment: "We have investigated and there is no evidence to show that Huang Xile did it."

Zhou Rufang pointed at Jiang Cha and yelled at the policewoman, "Isn't she a witness? Didn't you hear what she just said?"

The policewoman couldn't bear it, but she couldn't lie. "We will do our best to investigate the truth, but we can't arrest Huang Xile before we find evidence."

The law is based on evidence.

Without evidence, bad guys cannot be punished.

Zhou Rufang is usually a very rational and decent person. His hair is always combed meticulously, and his clothes are very neat. Even the pen on his chest is neatly arranged. He has never been so out of control like now.

Her hair was disheveled and she acted like a madman. She pointed at the police and yelled, "You knew who the murderer was, but you didn't help my daughter get revenge. Are you worthy of the oath you took when you joined the company? My daughter is innocent. She is such a kind-hearted child."

She also knew the police's dilemma, but what could she do?

If she doesn't vent, she'll go crazy.

An Chengzhi suddenly stood up from the sofa, walked directly into the kitchen, took out a bone-chopping machete, and said with anger, "You have no evidence and can't catch him, so I will kill him and avenge my daughter. After I've avenged my daughter, you can catch him or kill him if you want."

The police quickly stopped him and said, "Mr. An, please don't get excited. We will do our best to find evidence and bring the criminals to justice."

An Chengzhi's eyes were filled with disappointment towards the police. "You've been searching for a week and you can't find my daughter, nor can you find any evidence that Huang Xile committed a crime. How can I trust you?"

The male police officer was afraid that he would be impulsive, but he did not dare to approach An Chengzhi who was holding a kitchen knife and was emotional.

"Uncle." Jiang Cha's dry and slightly sweet voice sounded, "Liya is watching you in this room now. If you rush out now, even if you can kill Huang Xile, then what?"

An Chengzhi stopped, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Jiang Cha in agony.

Jiang Cha walked over and stretched out his hand to An Chengzhi, "It's not that the police can't find evidence, it's that Huang Xile's methods are more advanced. But don't worry, I can help you."

An Chengzhi met Jiang Cha's gaze. He saw an aura beyond ordinary people and a reliable and steady air from this overly young girl.

An Chengzhi slowly handed the kitchen knife to Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha grasped the handle of the knife and swung it casually.

The knife drew a perfect arc in the air and then fell steadily back onto the knife rack in the kitchen.

The estimated distance was more than eight meters and it even turned a corner.

The male police officer's jaw dropped.

This...is this still a human being?

The male policeman was surprised and subconsciously looked down at Jiang Cha's feet. He saw a shadow, a person, but definitely not an ordinary person.

Jiang Cha's action was not to show off, she just wanted to reassure An Chengzhi.

Because she is not ordinary.

She can punish the bad guys that the law cannot punish.

This is reassurance.

An Chengzhi calmed down as expected.

He walked over and helped his collapsed wife up, and they both bowed to Jiang Cha, "Master, please help us."

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