The game of power begins with the police officers at the local police station.

The next morning, Tian Xiaojun and his cousin Tian Xiaobin waited for the geomancer to get up. Tian Xiaobin brought the geomancer water to wash his face. After the geomancer finished washing up, Tian Xiaojun said, "Old sir, let's go see the ancestral graves."

The geomancer calmly said, "When I get up in the morning, I eat two poached eggs and a large steamed bun with fresh meat. There are no steamed buns sold in the countryside. I also cook a bowl of noodles, not too much, just a small bowl, and I make it spicy with a little minced meat."

Tian Xiaojun looked at Tian Xiaobin: "Xiaobin, hurry up and do it."

Tian Xiaobin couldn't cook, so he called his mother to make breakfast for the geomancer.

The fortune teller ate two poached eggs and a small bowl of noodles, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and remained seated.

Tian Xiaojun said, "Sir, may we go see the ancestral graves now?"

The fortune teller slowly asked, "What did you tell me yesterday?"

Tian Xiaojun remembered that he was afraid the old man wouldn't pay, so he called out, "Xiao Bin, give the money to the old man."

Tian Xiaobin went to the room, brought out 10,000 yuan, and handed it to the geomancer: "Old sir, this is 10,000 yuan for you, to help us look at our ancestral graves."

Tian Xiaojun was recording a video on his phone while the fortune teller carefully counted the money, counting it twice to make a mistake.

Tian Xiaobin said, "Sir, I've counted several times, I can't have miscounted."

The fortune teller put the money into his bag and said slowly, "When it comes to money, it's best to count it in person."

He looked at Tian Xiaojun, who was still recording, and Tian Xiaojun handed the phone to Tian Xiaobin: "The old man is right, the money should be counted in person. Let's record a video as evidence. It wouldn't be good to have the old man write a receipt."

The geomancer picked up his bag and stood up: "Come on, take me to see your family's ancestral graves. I'm very busy; I have to go back to Fuping this afternoon to check the feng shui of the county magistrate's family's ancestral graves."

Tian Xiaojun and Tian Xiaobin, accompanied by a geomancer, arrived at the cemetery to examine the feng shui of their ancestral graves.

The geomancer said, "I've been here before. The feng shui here is excellent; it's a treasure trove of good fortune. Those buried here will have descendants who become officials or even big bosses, with fortunes of at least tens of millions."

Tian Xiaobin said, "Please take a look and tell me how much the highway will affect the feng shui of our ancestral graves."

The geomancer took out a compass from his bag, carefully examined the direction, and after a long while said, "Your family's ancestral graves are well-buried, and your descendants will produce great businessmen. The fortune here will last for another hundred years, so you cannot move the graves. If you disturb the graves, it will disrupt the feng shui."

The highway cannot cut across this area; it would disrupt the feng shui, and future generations would suffer the consequences.

Gao Xiaobin asked, "The highway passes through here, so why is it affected?"

The geomancer slowly said, "The burial site is the same as the living site. If there is a highway next to your house, and cars pass by from morning to night, you can live comfortably."

The same logic applies here. Your family's ancestral graves are buried here, and the highway passes through here. There is a constant flow of traffic all day long. Can the people buried here rest in peace?

More importantly, the highway cuts through this area, disrupting the natural terrain. Disrupted terrain prevents the accumulation of wealth and even leads to financial loss; descendants buried here will suffer great misfortune.

At this moment, Ma Guoliang arrived with several policemen. Ma Guoliang looked at the geomancer and said, "You are a geomancer."

The geomancer calmly replied, "I'm a feng shui master. Do you need your house assessed as well?"

Ma Guoliang snorted coldly: "You're promoting feudal superstition and swindling money. Come with us to the police station."

The geomancer was shocked to find that the police were there to arrest him. He could no longer remain calm and hurriedly shouted, "I am not practicing feudal superstition. They invited me to look at the ancestral graves, and I have not defrauded them of any money."

Tian Xiaobin told Ma Guoliang, "He used feudal superstition to swindle me out of 10,000 yuan, and the money is still in his bag."

The geomancer panicked and shouted, "You gave it to me willingly!"

"If you don't ask me, I can give it to you. If you say I'm in trouble, I'll give you ten thousand. You can help me avert disaster."

"Nonsense, when did I ever say that?"

Ma Guoliang shouted, "Take him to the police station for investigation."

The fortune teller was taken away by two policemen, and his bag was also taken away.

Upon arriving at the police station, the geomancer was taken to the interrogation room. Ma Guoliang instructed the auxiliary police officer to turn off all the surveillance equipment in the interrogation room.

Ma Guoliang found 10,000 yuan in his bag. Tian Xiaobin provided a video recording to prove that the fortune teller had taken 10,000 yuan from him.

Ma Guoliang walked into the interrogation room, put the money on the table, and said coldly, "What's your name?"

The fortune teller cried out, "I'm innocent! There was no fraud! They gave me the money voluntarily!"

Ma Guoliang slammed his hand on the table and said sternly, "You answer whatever I ask you. If you keep shouting, I'll lock you up for two days, and you'll behave."

The geomancer was so frightened that he dared not speak.

Ma Guoliang asked again, "What's your name? Where are you from?"

"My name is Zhang Dagou, and I'm from Fuping County."

"What are you doing in Qinghe Village?"

"They called me the day before yesterday and asked me to come and look at their ancestral graves. Yesterday morning, they picked me up and I stayed at their house for one night. This morning, when I went to look at the ancestral graves, you arrested me and took me to the police station."

"Visiting ancestral graves is considered feudal superstition. Did you receive 10,000 yuan from Tian Xiaobin?"

The fortune teller broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "I didn't take their money. This ten thousand yuan is mine."

Ma Guoliang picked up his phone and opened the video: "Take a good look yourself and see if you received 10,000 yuan from Tian Xiaobin."

The fortune teller then remembered that Tian Xiaojun had filmed a video as evidence, and shouted loudly, "They have wronged me!"

Ma Guoliang said in a deep voice, "The evidence is conclusive. What are you accusing me of? You used feudal superstition to defraud Tian Xiaobin of 10,000 yuan. 5,000 yuan is enough to file a case, but 10,000 is more than enough."

You are hereby formally informed that the suspect Zhang Dagou defrauded Tian Xiaobin of 10,000 yuan by exploiting feudal superstition. The evidence is conclusive, and he has violated the criminal law. He will be transferred to the Public Security Bureau tomorrow, then to the Procuratorate for prosecution, and will face at least three years in prison.

The stolen goods, worth ten thousand, were returned to the victim.

Zhang Dagou never expected that he would suffer a terrible day today, since he only knew how to tell fortunes and do feng shui for others.

He quickly exclaimed, "I didn't scam them. They invited me here themselves, and they gave me the money voluntarily."

Ma Guoliang shouted, "You took advantage of feudal superstition to get 10,000 yuan from them, that's fraud. You'll be fine unless they don't pursue it."

There was still a chance. Zhang Dagou thought for a moment: "Could you let me see them? I'll compensate them and ask them to forgive me and not pursue the matter further."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Ma Guoliang said coldly, "You wait, I'll talk to the victims and see if they're willing to see you."

Ma Guoliang walked out of the interrogation room, where Tian Xiaojun and Tian Xiaobin were waiting at the door.

Ma Guoliang called them aside and whispered, "Zhang Dagou wants to see you. You can state your conditions. If he doesn't agree, he'll send you to jail."

Tian Xiaobin said, "I'll go in now and negotiate with him."

Ma Guoliang stopped Tian Xiaobin, who was turning to leave: "Wait, if you lock him up for one night, his mental defenses will completely collapse. Tomorrow afternoon, bring up your conditions again, and I guarantee you'll agree to everything."

Tian Xiaojun quickly said, "Thank you, Director Ma."

Tian Xiaojun gave Tian Xiaobin a look, instructing him to deliver the two packs of good cigarettes and two bottles of good wine he had prepared to the Chunlai Restaurant, owned by Ma Guoliang's cousin.