Chapter 25: Reporting the Crime, Feeling Yang Fan is a Fraud

l still usable.After going through every room on the first floor, Yang Fan opened the door leading from the living room to the storage room. The moment she stepped inside, she felt a strong surge of s...Wang Jiande was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He picked up a stool nearby and beat at the while retreating backwards.

"Get out! I didn't mean to kill you, I just wanted to play a joke on you. I really don't want to hurt you, just go away, please!"

In the eyes of others, Wang Jiande had nothing in front of him. He was holding a stool and hitting the air in front of him, but they felt a chill in the air around them.

Could it be that there really are ghosts!

People around him looked terrified and backed away from Wang Jiande.

The ghosts before him suddenly opened their mouths wide and pounced on Wang Jiande. The latter let out a shrill scream of "Ah!" and then fainted.

A suspicious yellowish-brown fluid was oozing from its body.

I was so scared that I peed my pants. Everyone around me looked disgusted and moved a few steps back.

Wu Zhenghao was shocked and dazed. He turned to look at Yang Fan, "You... how did you know about all this"

Yang Fan calmly replied, "My main profession is fortune-telling."

"Huh" Wu Zhenghao's expression was even more bewildered.

"These trash people, the police should arrest him," Yang Fan took out her phone to call the police, just as someone called her.

Yang Fan answered the phone, "Hello... It's you... Your daughter is fine... It's not a big problem, just wait until you come back and I'll draw an amulet to calm her down..."

Wu Zhenghao vaguely heard the person on the phone calling her "Master," and his expression became even more strange.

After selling another calming talisman, Yang Fan hung up the phone, whistling happily with a look of joy on his face. Then, he calmly dialed 110.

"Hello, officer! I need to report a crime. There's a murderer here..."

Those around heard Yang Fan reporting to the police on his phone, then turned their heads to look at Wang Jiande lying unconscious on the ground, their expressions filled with sympathy.

It's good to see that she finally met her match. What goes around comes around, right

Some people saw Wang Jiande like this, especially the bosses of nearby shops, and their hearts were beyond happy. This man often set up a stall here to sell vegetables and often acted like a scoundrel spreading rumors. They had long disliked him.

Yang Fan brought the bowl of noodles back to the store and when she was settling the bill, the boss generously waived her five yuan charge for the noodles.

"Thank you, boss!"

Yang Fan walked out of the pink teahouse, and a girl in light blue sportswear came towards her. Her excited eyes were mixed with a hint of expectation.

May I ask, are you really able to calculate

Yang Fan nodded at her and said, "Well, if you want to calculate, it's one thousand yuan per divination."

"Gotta calculate, gotta calculate." Xiao Lin nodded crazily.

"Wait, wait," Wu Zhenghao walked over and interrupted them, "Little girl, were you just joking with me"

Divination, it just sounds spooky.

"I'm not joking with you, I really can tell fortunes," Yang Fan said seriously, "Uncle, do you want to have a fortune told"

"No, no," Wu Zhenghao turned his head to discreetly remind Er Xiaolin, "Little girl, the police will be here soon, it's better to wait for them to arrive before we talk."

One thousand yuan for a divination, who can guarantee that this girl and the man who just fainted aren't in cahoots

Wu Zhenghao rarely lives here, he doesn't know anyone around him. What if this is a scam orchestrated by so many people

This is all a setup to showcase the girl's seemingly magical fortune-telling abilities and attract unsuspecting people to get readings. A single reading costs one thousand yuan, and then they'll claim there are impending misfortunes, urging you to buy talismans or other things to "solve" them, essentially scamming you for more money.

Wu Zhenghao is a suspicious person. The more he thinks about it, the more he believes it. Now scammers' methods are endless, and there are many scammers who pretend to be fortune tellers outside to cheat money.

Maybe this girl and that man, even the people around them are in cahoots. That loquat is so good, it's probably not right. And how could such delicious loquats grow in the fields of Shangyuan Village

And other scammers who pretended to be fortune tellers at least put on a show, using tools and acting the part. This little girl had nothing, just opened her mouth and started talking, so smoothly, as if she had it all memorized beforehand.

Wu Zhenghao thought more and more that he was being deceived. Maybe even reporting to the police was fake. He hurriedly winked at Xiao Lin, telling her not to do fortune-telling.

Xiaolin was taken aback. She thought of her previous experience being deceived, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, "Then I'll wait until you finish your business before settling accounts."

Although a thousand yuan per divination wasn't very expensive for her, she had been scammed too many times in the past and was starting to feel afraid.

Fine, do as you please.

Yang Fan feigned a return to her own position, and as she lifted her foot, she couldn't help but remind Wu Zhenghao, "Uncle, next time you want to secretly remind someone, try leaning back a little. I thought your eyeballs were about to pop out."

Is he afraid she doesn't know that he suspects she's a fraud

Wu Zhenghao: "..."

Caught in the act, his face flushed red and he looked rather embarrassed.

Xiao Lin looked at him like that, inexplicably wanting to laugh.

She stood far away at the edge, waiting for the police officers to come. If that man was really arrested by the police officers, then what the girl said would be true, and she would have found the right person.

Xiao Lin suppressed the excitement in her heart and waited quietly.

Wu Zhenghao had already decided in his heart that Yang Fan was a fraud. He didn't leave immediately, continuing to stay there and set up shop. He wanted to see how these con artists would continue to deceive people.

Thinking about it, he took out his phone, opened the video recording app, and quietly pointed it at Yang Fan. He was going to secretly record all of this and expose these scammers online later!

All of his little movements were within Yang Fan's sight. She mischievously made a "yeah" gesture towards the phone camera.

Wu Zhenghao: ...

I don't know if he offended too many people in the past or something, but Wang Jiande lay on the ground and no one paid him any attention.

After a while, the police officers arrived, and three patrol cars were dispatched.

Such a big show scared everyone around.

How did so many people get here

Who called the police

The man at the front looked to be about thirty years old, with a square face and handsome features. He had an air of integrity about him.

When he saw him, Wu Zhenghao was stunned. This con artist actually dared to call in real police!

Xiao Lin was also startled and hurriedly hid behind a nearby pillar.

"It was me," Yang Fan stood up from the small horse and raised his hand. "I called the police."

Yuyan looked around, his brows furrowed. "You said there was a murderer, where is he"

Yang Fan walked up to Wang Jiande, who was unconscious on the ground, pinched his nose and pointed at him, saying: "It's him, he's the murderer!"

The smell of urine is too pungent.

Yan Bin gestured to his colleague beside him, and the colleague immediately stepped forward to take a photo of Wang Jiande and sent it back to the office.

He asked her, "Who did he kill Where is the body" exchanged from the supermarket. She handed 2,000 yuan to Grandma Xu and said, "Grandma Xu, I can't cook, and I might have to bother you often in the future. Consider this 2,000 yuan as my one month's...