90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 26

Xiaoyu fell to the ground with his eyes rolled back. Wang Po thought to herself that it was just as expected, there must be a "superman" in the house.

She helped Xiaoyu onto the sofa very calmly. Having seen fierce ghosts like Lin Pianpian, she was no longer afraid of anything.

Anzi took the cow's tears, turned around, looked up and looked at Officer Song.

Officer Song: …

Then...Officer Song also lay down.

Wang Po couldn't help but sigh, "Young people are in good health and can fall asleep as soon as they lie down."

Anzai: …

When Officer Song and Xiaoyu woke up, Anzi was cursing people, no, cursing ghosts.

"Why did you take your head off for no reason? Are you going to use it as a ball for me to kick?"

Zhang Zhaofeng hesitated, "If you want... it's not impossible..."

Anzi: …"What bullshit are you talking about!"

Wang Po was busy in the kitchen humming a song. There were two guests at home today, so she had to cook two more dishes.

"Um, excuse me, is this the victim who wants to report a crime?" Xiaoyu spoke weakly while half lying on the sofa.

Zhang Zhaofeng smiled embarrassedly, "Yes, beautiful police officer, I want to report a case."

Officer Song rolled over and got up from the ground, moved his neck, and sat down on the sofa with a pale face.

Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva and quickly took out a small notebook and pen, "Please speak."

Under Anzi's threatening gaze, Zhang Zhaofeng recounted his entire experience in detail.

The two police officers were shocked when they heard this. Are you sure this isn't a made up story?

Anzi spoke at the right time, "His body is now in the villa in Nanshui Bay. No matter what means you use, you can't find the murderer because this is a murder committed by a ghost."

"You said the murderer killed him by controlling a ghost?" Officer Song almost broke his voice.

This is simply alarmist! Even if Song Cheng starves to death today and jumps off from here, he still doesn't believe that there are really ghosts killing people in the world!
Anzi crossed his arms over his chest and pouted at Zhang Zhaofeng, "Didn't you all see it?"

Officer Song: …“Anyway, I don’t believe it!”

Anzi shrugged and said, "Ok, go ahead and check it out." If you find out, I lose.

She waved to Zhang Zhaofeng, "Go, take them to your crime scene."

Zhang Zhaofeng nodded, "Okay, little master, I will be back soon."

Anzai: That’s not necessary!
When Wang Po finished cooking and came out, the two men and the ghost had already left. She didn't say much, but mentioned the matter of burning paper for An Laoqi.

Anzi then remembered that on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, An Laoqi kept complaining after receiving the money. It seemed that her cheap grandfather was really poor down there?

"Burn it! Burn one or two billion of it, and then buy Grandpa a Dabie sedan!"

Wang Po disagreed, "That requires money. He's dead, but we still have to live. Just give a little token of your appreciation. It's enough."

"Grandma, grandpa said last time that his house was leaking." Anzi felt that he had to go to Anzi Villa, otherwise his cheap grandpa's ashes would be washed away by water one day.

Grandma Wang rolled her eyes and said, "It's leaking, so what? At least there's still a house and we won't drown." Anzi opened his mouth and said, forget it, she should just do it secretly, after all, she was a child with her own money.

The two of them put aside the topic of An Laoqi and talked about the milk tea shop hiring people. The milk tea shop was not big, so hiring two people would be enough.

They were having a happy chat here, but the atmosphere at the other table was not so good.

"What? You said that ghost is my brother? Absolutely impossible!" Zhang Zhaonian slammed the table, and the chopsticks on the table were shaken to the ground and rolled a few times.

Ashen pulled the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "This is what I calculated. Whether you believe it or not depends on Second Young Master Zhang."

Because he was going to meet the boss today, Ashen specially put on the gray long-sleeved jacket left by his master and hung a bronze pocket watch on his chest.

Zhang Zhaonian scratched his hair. He was about to collapse. But the young master's words were too funny. How could that ghost be his brother? His brother was in his villa! They had just talked on the phone not long ago.

"You can contact Young Master Zhang to see if he is still alive." Ashen pursed his lips. His calculations would definitely not be wrong.

While Zhang Zhaonian was still hesitating, the mobile phone next to him rang. The person who called claimed to be Officer Song, informing him of Zhang Zhaofeng's death and asking him to go to CID to cooperate with the investigation.

Zhang Zhaofeng was so shocked by the news that his eyes widened. After hanging up the phone, he grabbed Ashen's hand and said, "Master! You are really a master!"

Ashen: ...So you didn’t believe it until now?
Zhang Zhaonian did not dare to delay and generously paid Ashen two thousand yuan and asked him to accompany him to CID.

After getting the money, Ashen's eyes smiled a little more.

As they rushed to the CID, Anzi also received a call asking her to go over and take a statement.

Anzi didn't say anything and was taken out by Wang Po to take a car.

It was past dinner time and there were not many cars on the road. They walked out of the villa area for more than ten minutes before they saw a taxi waiting on the roadside.

Wang Po was about to go over with An Zi, but An Zi stopped and took out the jade talisman she had specially carved for Wang Po from the space, "Grandma, wear this."

The green jade talisman was strung together with a very ingeniously woven red rope. Wang Po fell in love with this small piece of plaque at once.

"Thank you, good boy!" Wang Po put the jade talisman around her neck, put it inside her clothes, and kissed An Zi.

She understands the principle of not showing off one's wealth.

Anzi curled his lips and said, "Grandma, when I make some money this time, I'll buy you a gold bracelet. I saw the landlady has one on her hand, with flowers on it, it's so pretty!"

Grandma Wang waved her hands quickly, "No, no, grandma is already old, why should she wear a gold bracelet? We need to save money to send you to college."

Anzi snorted and decided to just buy it back when the time comes. He didn't believe she could return it.

As the two of them were talking, they got to the taxi. Grandma Wang wanted to say that they should go to CID, but Anzi spoke first, his voice crisp, "Grandma, let's send the money over first. Uncle is waiting anxiously."

Wang Po: ??? When did I have a son? How come I didn’t know?
Although she was puzzled, she still had to accompany Anzi to continue the performance. The cooperation between the two of them was so tacit. "Okay, then we will go and deliver the money first."

Anzi winked at Wang Po without revealing his expression, then turned to the driver and said, "Master, go to Lanyuan Road."

The driver started the car with a smile and chatted with them, "Why do you want to deliver the money so late? There are so many robbers now. It's very dangerous."

Grandma Wang sighed deeply, setting the stage for Anzi, who immediately began her performance, "It's still my aunt. My aunt wants 2 yuan as a betrothal gift, otherwise she won't marry me. My father and grandma finally got the money together, and we're eager to give it to her as soon as we get enough."

The driver seemed to empathize with her, "Women just love money!"

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