90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 22

At the Red Star Shopping Mall, Anzi dragged Wang Po into a women's clothing store for middle-aged and elderly people. He almost made her throw a tantrum and made her buy two sets of clothes and two pairs of comfortable shoes.

Wang Po looked at the money she had spent and felt so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe, but she felt relieved when she thought that it was all An Zi's thoughtfulness. She felt bitter and happy at the same time, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

Anzi could sense Wang Po's emotions, but she didn't care at all. Grandma had to get used to their lives getting better and better.

After walking around the mall for a long time, the grandparents sat down to rest and eat ice cream. Grandma Wang's eyes were blank, and she looked so tired that she almost fainted.

"Anzi, where is the extra money you mentioned? We have been shopping for so long."

Anzi took a bite of ice cream and squinted his eyes happily, "Don't worry, grandma, it should be here soon, at most ten minutes."

Since she said so, Wang Po could only patiently continue to wait.

Fortunately, not long after, the young man with a listless face came over, followed by a long-haired girl in a white dress. The girl kept chattering about something, but the young man ignored her and just kept his head forward, then sat down on the other side of the bench where Anzi and the others were sitting.

Anzi exclaimed, "Uncle Fang!"

When Fang Shazhan turned his head, he met Anzi's smiling face.

"Uncle Fang, are you guys here to shop in the mall too?" Anzi waved his little hand at him and winked at the female ghost in white who was following him.

Fang Shazhan shuddered all over. His unreliable uncle said that the person who was harassing him was a big guy and drove him out of the house. He had been sleeping in the office during this period.

Thinking of the news he had heard from the Liu family, he looked at Wang Po with bright eyes. This person might indeed be a real master, much more reliable than his uncle, who was a half-baked man.

Wang Po was startled by his gaze. The young man's eyes were so scary.

“Hello, hello…” Wang Po moved uncomfortably and silently hugged Anzi into her arms.

Fang Shazhan took out his ID from his chest pocket, introduced himself, and then whispered to Wang Po about what had happened recently under her surprised gaze.

Something about blood flowing out of the faucet and waking up on the rooftop... Wang Po was stunned when she heard it.

Anzi clapped his hands with joy and looked at the female ghost in white.

"Uncle Fang, do you want to meet the sister who followed you? What if she has something urgent to ask you..."

Fang Shazhan hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded. He had to not see him. It couldn't go on like this. Didn't he have to work and live?
"Grandma, how about we invite uncle to our home as a guest?" Anzi held Wang Po's hand, a cunning look flashing in his eyes.

Wang Po suddenly realized the extra income she mentioned and glanced at the depressed policeman with suspicion.

No way?

He entered the mall empty-handed, and came out empty-handed too, because the things he bought were very discerningly handed over to Fang Shazhan.

Fang Shazhan is on vacation today. Because there have been too many strange things happening recently, he came to a busy place like a shopping mall. Unexpectedly, he ran into Wang Po and her grandchildren not long after arriving.

Back at the villa, Anzi warmly invited Fang Shazhan into the specially prepared reception room, and made tea and cut fruits for him like a little bee.

This fruit was sent by Chen Meng. There was so much fruit that we couldn’t finish it, otherwise An Zi would have been reluctant to take it out.

Wang Po sat on the sofa with a reserved look, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Anzi secretly touched her hand and put the cow's tears into her palm.

Wang Po understood and put the cow's tears on the table. "Officer Fang, just put this on your eyelids and you will be able to see."

Fang Shazhan didn't suspect anything and was about to pour it into his palm. Anzi quickly stopped him, "One drop! One drop is enough!" The original price was 200 points! Is he crazy?
Fang Shazhan's face was stiff. He carefully poured out a drop and applied it on his eyelids.

After a chill, when I opened my eyes again, the first thing that caught my eye was a girl in a white dress with long hair, covered in blood.

With a loud "wow", the strong and powerful young man jumped up high like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and scared Wang Po so much that the small piece of apple in her hand fell to the ground.

Anzi laughed out loud and raised his hand to high-five the female ghost in white.

Fang Shazhan's legs were so weak; this was the first time he faced a female ghost like this.

Although he knew that there were things other than humans in this world because of his uncle, he had never seen them with his own eyes like he did now.

However, as a sergeant, he had seen all kinds of big scenes. He quickly calmed himself down, sat down again, and asked Wang Po to borrow paper and pen to record his testimony on the spot.

"Name."

"Yang Yun."

"age…"

"..."

Half an hour later, Fang Shazhan finally figured out why the female ghost Yang Yun followed him.

That day, Yang Yun took a ride with the Liu brothers to the police station closest to her body to report the case. In the end, the body was found, but the case could not be solved. She also did not see the murderer's face. That day, she happened to meet the Kwun Tong detective Fang Shazan, whom she had seen in the newspaper, so she followed him, hoping that he would help her catch the murderer.

"This is what happened..." Yang Yun said in a low voice. She didn't mean it, but if she didn't make any noise, Fang Shazhan wouldn't be able to detect her presence.

Little did he know that calling the police that day had already scared the police so much that he took the time to go to the temple to worship the Buddha.

Fang Shazhan pinched his brows. He had heard about that case, but it was Group A that took over the case. He had no right to interfere for the time being. He had to wait until Ji Shazhan from Group A gave up before he could take over.

Anzi touched his chin like a little adult, "What should I do? How about you go find that Ji Shazhan?"

Yang Yun was so scared that she waved her hands repeatedly, "I don't dare, that Ji Shazhan is really scary."

"How scary can it be?" Anzi expressed his disbelief.

Then... Fang Shazhan borrowed the phone, and the legendary scary Ji Shazhan came to the villa half an hour later.

He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, about 40 years old, with dark skin, a pair of tiger eyes, and muscular body. He looked more like a butcher than Zhu Rong.

Anzi: ...It seems a bit scary.

"Let me introduce you. This is my master, Sergeant Ji Zhengzhi from the Kwun Tong CID-A group." Sergeant Fang introduced the two people and one ghost in the reception room.

Yang Yun quickly hid behind An Zi, but found that An Zi was too small to cover her, so she quickly moved behind Wang Po who was unaware of anything.

As soon as Ji Shazhan came in, he used cow's tears. He saw Yang Yun and saw that she was frightened by him. She was so embarrassed that she kept scratching the back of her head.

He had seen more than the young Fang Shazhan, and was not frightened when he discovered Yang Yun's ghost, but was overjoyed.

Now that we can get in touch with the ghosts of the victims, it will be much easier to solve this serial murder case.

Unfortunately, ideals are full and reality is skinny, and Yang Yun did not see the murderer's appearance.

(End of this chapter)