The Best Physiognomist

"Master, I will throw away all the things in the room now, and then go to do the cosmetics sales business."

Jiang Fengye, who has the ability to predict fate, has left an unfathomable and omnipotent impression in the heart of the silver-gray long-haired girl.

So, after hearing his reminder, she nodded and agreed without hesitation, and in less than a second, she made a new career plan for her life.

Then, the silver-gray long-haired girl turned back to her room.

In less than three minutes, she came out with a bulging black garbage bag.

When passing by Jiang Fengye, the silver-gray long-haired girl's casual question caught him off guard.

"Little Taoist, I wonder when you were born?"

"I never tell others my birth date!"

Jiang Fengye, with a panic in his eyes, immediately refused to answer the other party's question.

"Hehe...!"

After leaving a series of silver bell-like proud smiles, the silver-gray long-haired girl ran out of the door happily.

"Little Taoist priest, you are so lucky!"

Looking at the silver-gray long-haired girl who was emitting youthful vitality again and was planning to turn over a new leaf, Yang Guosheng reached out and patted Jiang Fengye on the shoulder, teasing with a strange smile on his face.

"Captain Yang, I wanted to tell you about your career for free, but now it seems that it is not necessary."

Faced with Yang Guosheng's teasing, Jiang Fengye couldn't help but roll his eyes and hit back.

Quickly putting away the teasing smile on his face, Yang Guosheng tightly grasped Yu Haoran's arm and admitted his mistake in a flattering manner.

"Xiao Jiang, I was wrong. I promise I will never make jokes in the future."

Qi Bingwen's personal experience with the silver-gray long-haired girl has fully proved Jiang Fengye's amazing predictive ability in physiognomy.

And career is equivalent to wealth!

With the divination fee Jiang Fengye just offered, if you want him to tell you about your career, you need at least 100,000 Chinese yuan, which is almost the sum of Yang Guosheng's two-year salary and funds.

Although he is not a person who is keen on climbing up the career ladder, his many years of experience in the system have taught him that the higher the official position, the greater the power, and the more good things he can do for the people.

This is also the reason why he chose to become a people's policeman.

"Captain Yang, due to the continuous use of the secret methods of tracking and fortune-telling, my own energy and spirit have been greatly consumed. It is not convenient to continue to tell fortunes in a short period of time, so when I have free time, I will come to your door in person to tell fortunes for you."

As long as the physiognomy does not involve the calculation of fate, the rest depends entirely on vision and experience, and there is no consumption of energy and spirit.

The reason why Jiang Fengye did not tell fortunes for Yang Guosheng immediately to predict his career was actually for his own career and safety.

After all, the positions in the system are one carrot one pit!

If he said in front of everyone that he would have a prosperous career in the future, it would inevitably arouse the vigilance and small actions of some people with ulterior motives.

In this way, it would change his original career trend, and even in serious cases, it would endanger his life.

"Okay, when you are free, just call me directly, and then I will drive to you in person!"

Yang Guosheng, who had no doubt that Jiang Fengye was deliberately delaying the divination time, smiled and nodded in agreement.

Although Du Ying, who stole the bank card, was accidentally killed, it was impossible to completely clear Jiang Fengye of suspicion, but both Yang Guosheng, who was in charge of the case, and Lin Shilan, who took the initiative to report the case, had completely believed that he was innocent.

So, after signing his name on the interrogation record, Jiang Fengye was able to leave the crime scene freely.

However, he could not leave Ningji City for the time being before the murder case was completely closed.

After leaving contact information with each other, Jiang Fengye followed Lin Shilan and Zhang Qian to leave the crime scene, and then came to the parking lot of the North Bus Station.

"Zhang Qian, get in the car!"

After opening the door of the red Ferrari sports car, Lin Shilan said to Zhang Qian with a frosty face.

"Yes, Chairman!"

She stuck out her tongue at Jiang Fengye playfully, then quietly slipped him a piece of paper with a mobile phone number, and then Zhang Qian bent over to get into the sports car.

Then, the Ferrari sports car quickly disappeared in front of Jiang Fengye, who had just raised his arm, like a red shadow.

"Ah!"

Putting down his raised arm, Jiang Fengye couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, he wanted to ask Zhang Qian about the address of Ningji Medical College so that he could fulfill his second wish of leaving Shushan and find his long-cherished sister Jingyao.

Now it seems that he can only continue to trouble others.

Looking up at the environment around the station, Jiang Fengye immediately found the object of trouble.

When leaving Shushan, his second grandfather once told him that if he encountered trouble when he was out, he should find the police, and if he wanted to ask for directions, he should find the traffic police.

At the intersection a hundred meters away from him, there happened to be a traffic police directing traffic.

Carrying the bag directly behind him, Jiang Fengye quickened his pace and rushed to the intersection.

"Young man, please stay!"

Just as he passed the wall on the south side of the station, a kind old man, about sixty years old, with a head full of silver hair, sitting on a stool in the corner, suddenly called him and reminded him with a compassionate look in his eyes.

"Young man, I see that your forehead is black and the evil spirit is rushing to your head. You may have a bloody disaster in the near future!"

"Old man, are you sure that the person who just made the prediction is a junior?"

Jiang Fengye suddenly stopped and asked with disbelief in his eyes.

When he was three years old, he practiced Taoism and medical skills. When he was thirteen years old, his Taoism skills entered the realm of minor success. When he was seventeen years old, even the third grandfather could no longer see his fate.

Unexpectedly, just after arriving in Ningji City, a fortune teller who stood up randomly on the street could tell his future fortune. How could Jiang Fengye not be extremely shocked?

"That's right!"

The white-haired old man nodded with a kind smile, then closed his eyes and said nothing.

Due to the sudden command from the other party, he was temporarily absent-minded, so he did not carefully observe the other party's appearance and aura.

At this moment, the other party showed an incomprehensible expression without speaking, which aroused a trace of suspicion in him.

After carefully observing the other party's appearance, a terrifying cold light flashed in his eyes.

Since ancient times, whether it is fortune tellers who criticize fortune-telling, Feng Shui masters who criticize yin and yang and the five elements, or Taoist priests who catch ghosts and subjugate demons, the reason why they are called charlatans has a lot to do with the swindlers who show off in front of them.

Originally, with his unwillingness to meddle in other people's affairs, he didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's deceptive and deceptive methods as long as the other party didn't provoke him.

But now, the other party dared to make trouble on Tai Sui's head. How could Jiang Fengye spare the other party lightly?