Chapter 90: The Prophet II
The woman was obviously stunned, and then smiled: "Officer Xu, you are really joking." You're a forensic doctor, I'm a lawyer, you should be a materialist. Why, do you still believe in those metaphysical things? β
"I believe it."
I leaned back in my chair, looked her in the eye, and said slowly, "You work hard, you're a good lawyer, and you're ...... In a dozen years, you'll have your own law firm. I also know that your law firm is named after you. Oh, Lu Zhen Law Firm...... When that time comes, I will definitely ...... Will take care of your business. β
"Cut." The man on the side finally let out a sneering sound, glanced at me with disdain, but said nothing.
The more I looked at him, the more angry I became, gritted my teeth, squeezed out a smiling face, turned my head to look at him and said, "Mr. Xu, you don't seem to be very willing to come to drink the wine?" β
The man first said 'oh', and suddenly seemed to think of something, and finally looked at me: "How do you know that my surname is Xu?" We've met? β
"Maybe......"
Looking at his stunned expression, I smiled from the bottom of my heart, "I said, I am a prophet. I know that your wife may not believe in metaphysics, but you do. β
"Prophet ......" The man's expression regained his composure, but his eyes were a little more vigilant, "What else do you know besides knowing that my surname is Xu?" β
"It's too much." I looked at him, "I know that you once had a marriage, and your ex-wife is from Dongjiazhuang." You and she can be together, indeed...... Hehe, it's not easy. β
"But there's one thing I don't understand, she was almost killed by the female ghost who hanged herself on the willow tree in order to be with you. Why did you divorce her later? That time, in order to save her, you even risked your life, and then what? And then what about your guts? Why is there no guts? β
Speaking of which, I finally couldn't control my emotions and slapped the table hard.
"Oops...... Eliminate gas, eliminate gas. β
Seeing this, Shi Fatzi hurriedly played a round, picked up a cup on the table, poured a cup of his own stuffy donkey and handed it to me, "Drink some wine, calm down, let's talk about something." It's not even open yet, and if it does, it won't look good. β
I took the cup and took a sip, still confronting the man with red eyes.
The man and I looked at each other for a moment, rolled their eyes slightly, and asked me in a low voice:
"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to check my bottom? What are your intentions? β
"Shall I check your bottom? Is that necessary? "I never thought that I would meet this man in this situation, and after a glass of wine, my emotions gradually became a little uncontrollable.
"I said I was a prophet, and you still don't believe me? You say I'll check your bottom line, but you should know that some things can't be found, right? For example, you have a woe to the child. Before your son was born, you went to the Northeast in order to tell your father on that green train: The Xu family has a queen! β
The man was shaken all over, as if he wanted to shoot the case, but finally held back, "What else do you know?" β
"I also know that on the train, you saw a pregnant woman being framed, but you insisted on 'principles', you obviously saw it, but you didn't help her."
"Are you the relative of that pregnant woman? You're here to take revenge on me? A subtle coldness flashed in the man's eyes.
I shook my head, "You still don't believe there are prophets in this world. Well, letters, those three letters, I shouldn't have found them, right? Oh, if you still don't believe that I'm a prophet, then you can ask me! Ask me what will happen to Dong Yaru in the future, what will happen to Dong Haishan, and what will happen to Gu Yangshe...... Or, you ask me, what happened to Xu Fuan? β
The man was obviously stunned, and after a moment he muttered a little distractedly, "What happened to Xiao Fu'an?" β
"You're asking the right question!"
I slapped my face, and asked the fat man to pour me another glass of wine, and I drank it all in one go, put down the wine glass, and looked at the man with a smile, "Nine Yin Evil Body, Yang World Evil Ghost, Great Disaster." For as long as he can remember, he has had no father or mother, and only lives with his grandfather and son. Fortunately, this kid has a bad temper, and he is like a cockroach that can't be killed......
He was later admitted to university, and in order to save money, he chose a subject that others would never choose. That's it, the 4,000 yuan left to him by his grandfather before he died was not enough to pay for tuition. He didn't ask for the support of the villagers, but relied on his grandfather...... No, it should be half a broken book that you deliberately left for him, swaggering everywhere.
Fortunately, he was lucky, he was not killed by the ghost or the master, so he finally got down to school. After graduating, he became a forensic doctor. By the way, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. Before he became a regular, when he was interning, he was suddenly asked to take a vacation one day.
And guess what? It turned out that the bureau received a murder that day, and the deceased were two men and a woman, both of whom died bare-chested in the same hotel room. Hey, I really saw it, why does one of the men look so much like you?"
After I finished speaking in one breath, I drank another glass of wine, leaned back in my chair, and looked at the man and sneered.
The man stared at me closely, his eyes constantly changing.
His gaze suddenly certain, leaned forward, pressed his throat, and said in an unbelievable tone: "Are you Xiao Fu'an?!" β
"Guess?!"
I never thought that I would meet someone in such a situation, and as soon as the grievances that had been suppressed for many years were vented, my emotions had become a little out of control.
"Well, he's also a man with a story." Shi Fatzi sighed, patted me on the shoulder, and pouted to the side.
I looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw that the woman seemed to have been stunned by the conversation between me and the man, and looked at me with a bewildered expression.
Sang Lan was also looking at me, but her expression was different and complicated.
The man didn't mean to explain to the woman, his eyes quickly rolled twice, and he actually got up and waved at me, "You come with me, I have something to say to you." β
I was already dazed, and despite Sang Lan's pull, I got up and followed him to the window.
The man turned his head and asked me in a low voice, "Are you really Xiao Fu'an?" β
"Heh, I said Mr. Xu, isn't your thinking a little ahead of your time? What's the matter, you treat me as your son? I'm coming back specifically to visit you, my father? β
The man shook his head, "My feeling won't be wrong, you are Xiao Fu'an." β
Without waiting for me to speak, he waved his hand vigorously: "Since you have come here and met me, you should know that this hotel is not simple." So, no matter what you ...... in the future Don't say anything more about the grievances you have experienced before. β
He also seemed a little confused, waved his hand again, as if he was trying to sort out his thoughts, and then said to me:
"I have a feeling that today's engagement banquet ...... Not a good thing. Am I likely to ...... It is possible to be inseparable from here. So, there are some things that I have to tell you now......"