False evidence

Chapter 86 The New Home (Part 1)

Having exhausted all other options, I gritted my teeth, steeled myself, and walked out.

It's still raining.

A middle-aged woman with big, wavy hair has joined the shop.

The woman first exchanged a glance with the bald man when she saw me, then rushed straight up to me: "Did you call me?"

Perhaps because she wasn't wearing makeup, the woman's appearance was really not flattering.

But when I saw the woman's face clearly, I suddenly knew how to deal with her.

I didn't speak directly. I stared at the woman's face for a while, and after confirming it, I smiled slightly with my lips pursed.

"You fucking dare to laugh?" The bald man rushed over as well.

I said to the bald man, "I told you I would give you a reasonable explanation."

He then smiled and said to the woman, "Your cat probably ate something unclean, but it's fine now. However, I suggest you leave it here and observe it for two to three days."

The woman visibly relaxed, her expression softening somewhat: "What did you mean by calling me this morning? By the way, how did you get my phone number? I just changed it the day before yesterday!"

I said, "That's not the point. I think you should make a decision now and take action immediately. Otherwise, you'll soon lose a lot of money."

The woman paused, and actually lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking deeply.

A moment later, he suddenly stamped his foot, looked at me, and said, "Stocks?!"

I asked, "Do you have any other investments?"

The woman stamped her foot again: "There's no other way, it must be stocks!"

After saying that, he hurriedly took out his phone and walked to the side to fiddle with it.

The bald man leaned closer to me, puzzled. "Dude, did you see something?"

I was taken aback by his question.

What do you mean? The trap was just set, and you're already walking right into it?

However, I have indeed studied a lot about physiognomy during this period.

The way he predicted the woman would lose money wasn't based on divination; half of it was based on descriptions in books, and the other half was... pure guesswork.

"I'll go! I'll go! I'll go!"

The woman suddenly reacted as if she'd been electrocuted, jumping up and down while clutching her phone, yelling, "The price plummeted as soon as it opened... This is trying to kill me!"

She rushed up to me, her face beaming with excitement: "Thank you so much! I'm so glad you told me; I threw them all away immediately. Otherwise, I would have been seriously injured!"

The bald man looked at me with a strange expression, his face full of surprise: "Do you have inside information, or can you read people's minds?"

I finally figured it out.

In some respects, the division of people is quite simple.

For example, metaphysics is simply divided into two categories: belief and disbelief.

Clearly, the bald man belongs to the former category.

I stared at the bald man's greasy face for a while. I had only intended to get over the phone call as soon as possible, but the more I looked at him, the more I felt that something was very wrong with him.

I murmured, "Could it be that the previous car accident wasn't an accident?"

"A car accident?" The bald man glanced at the door, becoming even more suspicious. "You called my wife to try and save me? I would have been in a car accident?" I thought to myself: Fine, no need to explain.

I glanced at the woman again, weighed my options, and tentatively asked the two of them, "Did you just move to a new place?"

The two nodded in agreement, the bald man's eyes shining: "You really know how to read people's minds?"

I shook my head slightly. "Let's talk about the cat first. So... how about we leave the cat here?"

The woman hurriedly replied, "Absolutely! The fourth one is like my son. If anything were to happen to him... ptooey! Keep him, keep him! I'll pay whatever it takes!"

I nodded. "Then let's get a prescription, and pay the treatment fee and deposit."

While Fang Ling was processing orders for the women, the bald man kept chasing after me, asking all sorts of questions, and in the end, it all came down to the topic of 'seeing things'.

I got annoyed by the questions and said, "I'm just a veterinarian, no, I'm a doctor here. But I do know someone who does this; I'll give you his phone number..."

Before I could finish speaking, the bald man gave me a shameless look and hummed, "..."
"Dude, I haven't forgotten about you telling my wife about me booking a hotel room. I'm not going to ask anyone else, I'm asking you."

I suddenly felt guilty.

This is a real tough guy!
The bald man tried to put his arm around my shoulder, but I blocked him.

He wasn't angry at all, and said with a smile, "Putting everything else aside, you not only saved my fourth son, but also helped my wife save money, which is over 100,000 yuan. If she had been trapped in it all... Just for this, shouldn't I thank you? Let's not reschedule for another day, let's do it today, at noon. I'll treat you to lunch!"

Faced with such a tough nut to crack, even I, the bewitched Zhang Tianshi, am powerless to do anything.

However, I would also like to verify whether physiognomy is accurate or not, and just how magical it can be.

Having made up my mind, I said to the bald man, "Let's skip the meal and take me to your house instead."

The bald man immediately replied, "Okay! When are we going? I'll drive you and bring you back with me."

I said, "The shop has a car. By the way, you'd better not drive for a while."

The bald man seemed to understand something. "Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll have my wife drive!"

I asked them to leave their address and phone number, and told them to go ahead, and I would arrive shortly after.

The couple had barely left when Uncle Cheng pulled me aside and asked, "I overheard most of what happened, and after all this time, you don't recognize them? What happened this morning? You really know how to read people's minds?"

I thought for a moment and then asked, "Uncle, do you believe in these things?"

Uncle Cheng surprisingly said decisively, "I believe you! Just last night, I had a whole bunch of messy dreams, and I can't remember what I dreamt about. I just know that when I woke up this morning, my towel and blanket were soaked with sweat. Even after getting up, I was still restless and felt like something bad was about to happen."

"It wasn't until Xiaoling finished her call with you, and my son and I were sheltering from the rain at the flower shop next door, that I saw that bald guy stop his car, get out, and carry the cat. My unease vanished instantly! Xiao Sanzi, tell me the truth, don't you know something?"

I was both amused and exasperated: "Can you please stop calling me that? I've told you so many times, but you just won't listen..."

I asked Uncle Cheng and Fang Ling for leave. Before leaving, Uncle Cheng told me, "You've already promised them, so I can't stop you. But you have to remember, no matter what you can tell or not, try to talk as little as possible! That bald guy doesn't seem like a nice guy."

The bald man's home wasn't far from the clinic. Following the address he gave me, I arrived at the entrance of the residential area, where he was waiting under the large umbrella where the security guard was stationed.

The bald man got on the bus, glanced at me, and pulled a wad of cash from his pocket, stuffing it into my arms.

I quickly stuffed the money back into my hand, saying, "I'm just taking a look for you, it's free."

Everyone loves money, but I say this because I have absolutely no idea what's going on. Taking his money would just be asking for trouble.

As the car drove into the residential area, the bald man suddenly said to me in a sneaky manner:
"Brother, we're all men, some things we should just understand each other about. There are some things we shouldn't say in front of your sister-in-law, hehe, we should be careful, right?"

(End of this chapter)