90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 80

The female ghost had no time to react and turned into black ash and fell to the ground.

Gao Tianbao was terrified and turned around to escape, but Anzi didn't give him a chance at all. He struck him with another sword and turned him into a pile of ashes.

After finishing, she put away the peach wood sword, clapped her hands, and said coldly, "Go back."

The seven brothers, with sad faces, helped each other to stand up, and stumbled after her out of the villa.

Uncle Wu noticed Gao Jianren and Gao Jindong still lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and lowered his voice, "Miss An, those two..."

Anzi waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry about it. If you dare to appear in front of me again, I can just stab you to death with my sword. Sometimes I can turn them into ash like those two ghosts."

Uncle Wu sighed, "That's really a bargain for them."

Gao Jianren: …

Gao Jindong: …

After Anzi and his group left, Gao Jindong got up and helped Gao Jianren up.

"how?"

Gao Jianren glanced at the two piles of ash, one large and one small, and his expression changed rapidly. "You are indeed quite capable. I'll ask the ancestor first."

Gao Jindong nodded, "Okay."

Then the two of them closed their eyes and fell to the ground again.

After a while, Gao Jindong sat up, rubbing his head. He looked around and saw Gao Jianren lying next to him. He quickly reached out and woke him up.

"Dad, what should I do?"

Gao Jianren gritted his teeth, his expression ferocious, "Let's go! We can't stay in Xiangjiang anymore! We have to leave now!"

"Then... Anan..." Gao Jindong hesitated. He could find another wife and children if he lost them, but he only had one brother.

Gao Jianren glared at him. Is this the time to say this? The unfilial son should have thought about the consequences when he took the money and ran away.

"Let him fend for himself. Let's go!"

Anzi and his group did not go home directly, but went to the hospital for a check-up first.

Zhao Jia's family is in the medical industry, and they gave the green light for the sake of his father's face. After a round of examination, the most seriously injured one was Yan Huaiyu, who was the most reckless. He had a fractured rib.

After Anzi announced the assessment rankings and the number of words each person had to write in the self-review, he let several apprentices stay in the hospital.

Anyway, she didn't want to see them for the next few days. She had to calm down and think carefully about the direction and methods of training them.

It was still early when Anzi got home. Just after taking a shower, he heard Zhang Xiaodan knocking on the door upstairs, saying that a sergeant named Fang was looking for him.

Anzi went downstairs suspiciously and met Fang Shazhan who was covered in blood.

Anzi: ???
Seeing Anzi staring at him, Fang Shazhan realized something was wrong and stood up from the sofa awkwardly.

"I'm so sorry for making your sofa dirty." He rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "How much? I'll compensate you."

Anzi shook his head and said, "No need, it's just a sofa, just wash it." Besides, her family was going to move to a bigger house soon, and she wouldn't take the furniture with her then.

She skipped downstairs and sat opposite Fang Shazhan, "Uncle Fang, what's the matter?"

Fang Shazhan stammered, unable to speak, and just turned his head to look at the door.

As Anzi was talking, she looked over and saw a middle-aged man peeking out of the door. Seeing Anzi tilting his head to look at her, the man grinned and waved at her, "Hi..."

Anzi retracted his gaze, noticed the kinship line between Fang Shazhan and the man, and whispered, "Is this Uncle Fang's relative?"

Fang Shazhan hummed softly, "It's my uncle." He paused and said, "My uncle... I don't know why he can't come in..."

Upon hearing this, Anzi slapped her forehead. She had forgotten that she had set up a formation at home, and people of the same practice could only enter by invitation. So Master Fang was blocked outside.

"Uncle Fang, please come in." Anzi came to the door and casually made a gesture to open a small hole in the formation. Master Fang felt that the restriction was lifted and walked in with a smile.

"Hello, young friend." Master Fang performed a Taoist salute. Anzi thought about it and returned the salute as an equal.

In the Xuanmen sect, seniority is determined by ability, which can be seen at a glance. If she insists on performing the etiquette of a junior, it would be too self-deprecating.

After Master Fang and Fang Shazhan were invited into Anzi's small reception room, Lu Jun brought in tea for them and naturally stood behind Anzi.

Master Fang's gaze lingered on him for a moment, and a hint of depression flashed in his eyes.

They were supposed to die young, but now the clouds have cleared and the future is bright. The evaluation of Anzi and Wang Po immediately increased a few points.

"It's like this. Five days ago, a family of five was murdered in Xinji Village, and all the hearts of the people were missing." Fang Shazhan said, his expression gradually dejected.

"While we were tracking down the murderer, a family massacre occurred in Dali Village, not far from Xinji Village, three days ago. Seven people died and their hearts were dug out... This morning we received a report that the family of the head of Wangjia Village, which is located on the same line as Xinji Village and Dali Village, was massacred..."

"The murderer was very cunning, leaving almost no useful clues at the scene..."

Fang Shazhan grabbed his hair with both hands and almost whimpered. He really had no other choice.

In less than a week, he looked as if he had aged ten years.

Anzi's fingers tapped the armrest of the chair unconsciously, "Are the cow's tears and the backtracking charm useful?"

Master Fang nodded, "We have used them all, but now there are no ghosts. The backtracking talisman can only show a chaos. However, the modus operandi is similar, so it should be the same person or the same group of people."

Logically speaking, most of the victims would turn into evil spirits, but there was not even the slightest trace of ghosts at the scene. Master Fang also found it very strange.

Anzi jumped off the chair, took out a map from the drawer, and pulled out a red marker from the pen holder, motioning to Fang Shazhan, "Uncle Fang, can you help me circle the location of the crime?"

Fang Shazhan stood up and circled the three crime scenes.

Anzi climbed onto the chair, stared at the three small red circles, raised his hands and began to make hand gestures.

After a moment, she frowned and started calculating with her left hand.

The three people present were all very nervous as she calculated. Fang Shazhan even held his breath, for fear of disturbing her and delaying the catching of the murderer, which might lead to someone else being killed.

After a long time, Anzi stopped calculating and his face did not look very good.

"He will commit his next crime in three days, and the location is here..." A white and tender finger pointed to a certain place. The three of them stared at it and saw the words "Saddle Waist".

Fang Shazhan was startled, "I'll arrange for someone to set it up right away!"

Anzi didn't comment, but only put forward his request, "I want to see the bodies from before."

There was not much she could calculate based on just three place names; she still had to see the dead.

Even if there were no ghosts, she could still go through the back door, after all, she has someone under her.

Fang Shazhan and Master Fang looked at each other, and Master Fang spoke first, "I'll take you to see the body."

(End of this chapter)