Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"I promise you." Song Yi paused and said nothing. She pulled Bo Yesheng aside and said, "Let's go."

"what happened?"

He was a little confused, and his small words might have raised doubts in his mind, but this matter was not over yet, and no one knew what would happen next.

Everything is unknown, "We should go back early now."

Maybe the florist must know much more than these people know.

Bo Yesheng sighed, "No matter what, this matter still happened because of me."

Song Yi always felt that he was just praying to Buddha. It took him a while to come up with a comforting word, "You can't think like this. Even without your presence, things would develop like this."

"We can only find a few more things and connect them together. If he lives as a human being, he will get the sanctions he deserves."

There is a special law for ghosts. Of course, it must be left to human society to deal with it just right. Song Yi is very thoughtful.

He listed all the conjectures he could think of, "She has been running rampant here for so long. If the police have any clues, they will definitely arrest her."

Bo Yesheng said: "What scares me the most is these things. At first glance, they are all related, but you can never find any flaws in each other."

"With the strength of the Bo family, even if there are no flaws in these things, you can still find a way to fix them, right?"

Bo Yesheng gave an unknown smile, "You are right, even if there is no evidence, I can still create evidence. I have thought about this a long time ago. Now we are not on the way to collect evidence." ?"

Song Yi chuckled, "So you started planning so early, do you really deserve to be you?"

She smiled, bright and moving.

"Okay, let me see the next victim on the list is a female college student."

"But this female college student is already dead."

Bo Yesheng quickly looked through his resume, recent events and causes of death, "Now only her parents know more or less the inside story."

"Why did you die so suddenly?"

It seems that everyone loses something different. Maybe making a wish is originally a matter of life and death. "Maybe people's wishes are also divided, for example, this wish and that wish."

"If it falls into one category, it might be fine, but if it goes beyond this range, there will be backlash."

Bo Yesheng thought about her words and then nodded: "I will investigate later. Now we have to collect evidence. Just hand over the evidence to the police for processing."

"The rest is none of our business." Song Yi didn't want to waste that time on useless things, and this time could also be used to find more useful clues.

"But is it really okay for the flower seller to stay in the courtyard?" Bo Yesheng was more worried about this reason, because he was still a little worried about Zhu Qingqing's incident last time.

"I know what you are thinking, but now I have set up a barrier for her, and she can't get out at all."

Even if she really wants to go out, we have to see if she has the courage? I don’t know if the opponent can withstand the damage caused by lightning and lightning?

She was a little curious. At this moment, the woman who was in the small courtyard could not get out of this door. Looking at the thunder outside the window, she sneered, "It seems that I have really met my opponent this time. Really, he is so powerful." I haven’t seen my opponent for a long time, it’s really exciting.”

She chuckled, how should I put it, she just felt a little excited.

If Song Yi had been present, she would have cursed secretly, what a pervert.

"If that doesn't work, we can force her to live broadcast to make her recognize her behavior."

Bo Yesheng reminded her, and Song Yi hummed.

"It's a good idea, I will adopt it."

I found the parents. They were both migrant workers and had no abilities. The girl was admitted to college. It was originally a very happy thing. But I didn't expect that things would change like this. No matter what, I couldn't let go.

"Are you really here to help my daughter?"

The middle-aged woman's old face suddenly became brighter, "Thank you very much, kindhearted people. The girl's matter has been in the past for a long time, and the government has nothing to say. It's useless no matter how much trouble we make."

After all, people at the bottom of the class can't show any signs of being gay, so the country says it doesn't matter.

"If you can really help me and do your favors, I will repay you."

Song Yi paused, "It's not that exaggerated. We also have our own purposes. You don't have to feel embarrassed."

I don’t know what I thought of, but something touched my heart.

The middle-aged woman kept saying thank you, and Bo Yesheng took the initiative to identify himself, "If you have any wishes, say it boldly. I will help you if others don't care."

"Then thank you very much, big boss, we don't know how to thank you." The middle-aged man couldn't help but wipe away his tears. The crystal tears kept flashing under the sun, bursting out dazzlingly from time to time. of light.

They were just tears, but they were so dazzling no matter how you looked at them.

He smiled bitterly, "It was just an ordinary night for me, but my daughter suffered inhuman torture and died miserably. Finally, a flower was found inside her body."

At that time, they were wondering why a flower suddenly appeared inside the corpse, and the flower bloomed so brightly that the forensic doctor was stunned on the spot.

But in the end, the result was just suicide, and the insurance would not pay out. No matter how much trouble was made, it was of no avail. The matter gradually faded away. I just started posting some videos on social platforms, and there was some improvement at first. and popularity, and has been banned by now.

"I know that no one will believe this kind of thing to anyone, but the forensic doctor dug out a flower. Originally, we wanted to bury it properly, but they couldn't let go no matter what."

She sighed, unable to hide the sadness in her tone, "I don't know what to do."

"Can you still find the contact information of the forensic doctor? Or the address." Bo Yesheng frowned, maybe the forensic doctor knew why.

Or maybe he also had a lot of helplessness. The middle-aged woman recalled, "I don't know their address very well. They always came at their door when they came. They didn't say anything when they left. They didn't even bring their ashes back." .”

This is probably the sadness among sorrows. There is not even an urn, so we can only set up a tomb and worship day and night.

"I wish she would come back for a visit, but I don't know if she still remembers the way home."