A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

As soon as Wang Tianming said this, the live stream chat exploded.

[Evidence? He still dares to ask for evidence?]

This person has incredible mental fortitude.

[As expected of the group's vice president, he speaks with great eloquence.]

Wang Tianhao was no match for him at all.

Don't worry, since he dared to connect via live stream, he must have already prepared his explanation.

[Master Chen, be careful, he's after you.]

On the other side of the screen.

Wang Tianming sat in his study, his expression gentle, and he even picked up his teacup and took a sip.

He doesn't look like someone who has just been accused of murder.

More like a superior in control of the situation.

Two men in suits were sitting next to the desk.

A person wearing silver-rimmed glasses.

One is looking down and flipping through documents.

The camera didn't capture their faces completely, but everyone could tell they weren't just ordinary friends.

Wang Tianming put down his teacup and said softly:

"Master Chen."

"I respect your profession and understand that you need traffic right now."

"But what happened tonight has seriously damaged my personal reputation."

"And the business reputation of Jiansen Group."

He turned his head and glanced at the lawyer next to him.

"My legal team is already here."

"If you continue to imply that I murdered Tianhao without any evidence."

"We will collect evidence immediately and reserve the right to sue you."

The lawyer with silver-rimmed glasses looked up and nodded at the camera.

"Mr. Chen."

"The internet is not a lawless zone."

"Your current remarks have already infringed upon Mr. Wang's right to reputation."

"If serious consequences result, other legal liabilities may also be involved."

The comments section immediately split into two camps.

[It's started; a lawyer's letter is coming.]

This isn't your average rich kid; this is a villainous business elite.

To be fair, what they say about the evidence isn't wrong.

The surveillance footage only captured half a face; that's certainly not enough to provide conclusive evidence.

If Master Chen can't produce evidence, this round will be difficult.

What's there to be afraid of? The master even wrote down where the body should be buried yesterday.

Wang Tianhao's face turned ashen.

"Wang Tianming, stop pretending!"

"My car's brake cable was cut, and the person in the surveillance footage is you!"

Wang Tianming sighed softly.

"Tianhao."

"I know you were upset tonight."

"Your background, inheritance rights, and your grandfather's decision are all hard for you to accept."

"But you can't just pin the blame on me because you're having an emotional breakdown."

He paused for a moment, his tone as gentle as if he were advising an ignorant younger brother.

"If you do this, you'll only make the Wang family a laughing stock in front of outsiders."

The veins on Wang Tianhao's forehead bulged.

"You fucking—"

"Shut up."

Wang Zhenhai spoke coldly.

Wang Tianhao swallowed the rest of his sentence.

Wang Zhenhai stared at Wang Tianming on the screen with a deep look in his eyes.

"Dawn."

Where will you be at 7:46 PM tonight?

Wang Tianming answered calmly:

"company."

"Who can prove it?"

"Secretary, assistant, and conference room surveillance."

Wang Tianming seemed to have anticipated being asked the question, and simply picked up a document from the side.

"This is the attendance record for tonight's meeting."

"I was in project debriefing meetings from 7:00 to 8:30."

"Meeting minutes, surveillance backups, and lists of attendees can all be submitted to the police."

The live chat exploded instantly.

Holy crap, they have an alibi?

This person was extremely well-prepared.

If he was really at the company, then who was that person in the surveillance footage?

[A body double? Hiring someone to impersonate someone?]

Master Chen just said that he wouldn't do it himself.

This situation is getting increasingly complicated.

Wang Tianhao's face was grim.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"You must have planned this in advance!"

Wang Tianming shook his head.

"Tianhao, you're still the same."

"All I do is lose my temper when things go wrong."

"You still don't understand why the Wang family is not comfortable handing the group over to you."

These words were like a knife, stabbing directly into Wang Tianhao's chest.

He was so angry he was trembling, but he couldn't come up with a rebuttal.

Because that's how he used to be.

Wang Tianming didn't look at him again.

Instead, he looked at Chen Bufan.

"Master Chen."

"You just said I have someone backing me, that I set a trap for you."

"Now, I've produced my alibi."

"And you?"

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes behind his glasses smiling.

"Where is your evidence?"

In the live stream, all the comments paused for a moment.

Millions of people are watching Chen Bufan.

Wang Tianming has set up the situation very well.

Legal team.

Alibi.

Meeting minutes.

A gentle persona.

This contrasts sharply with Wang Tianhao's loss of emotional control.

He doesn't even need to prove how innocent he is.

As long as it is proven that Chen Bufan has no evidence.

Public opinion will reverse tonight.

The story has shifted from "Wang Tianming murdered his younger brother" to "Mystical anchor spreading rumors about a wealthy family."

At that time, Chen Bufan's divine status, which he had just awakened last night, will be crushed bit by bit by Wang's capital and legal team.

Chen Bufan remained calm.

He sat behind that old table.

There was only a copper coin, a vermilion pen, and a yellowed booklet on the table.

There are no lawyers.

No file found.

There is no evidence whatsoever.

He looked at Wang Tianming and suddenly asked:

"Did you clean up the black shirt you burned last night?"

The smile on Wang Tianming's face paused very briefly.

The time was very short.

It's so short that the average person probably wouldn't even notice it.

But millions of people in the live stream were staring at his face.

That one moment was enough.

The barrage of comments exploded.

His expression changed!

[Black clothes? What black clothes?]

Wang Tianming paused for a moment just now!

Holy crap, the master hit the nail on the head again!

[Here it comes! Master Chen is starting!]

The lawyer frowned as well.

Wang Tianming quickly regained his composure.

He even smiled.

"Master Chen."

"Are you making up stories again?"

Chen Bufan ignored his sarcasm.

"11:42 PM last night."

"South of the city, riverside villa area."

"The backyard of Building No. 3".

"You burned a black windbreaker."

Wang Tianming's eyes darkened slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Chen Bufan continued:

"These clothes aren't for tonight."

"You prepared this in advance."

"You knew there were security cameras in the Wang family's garage, so you found someone with a similar build to you."

"Wear your clothes, wear your hat, and walk your usual gait."

"Make sure the surveillance camera captures half of your face."

"That way, Wang Tianhao will be convinced it's you."

"But you have an alibi."

"The more he bites you, the safer you are."

The live stream chat exploded.

Holy crap!

[A reverse betrayal?]

[Was it not Wang Tianming who did it himself, but he deliberately made someone look like him?]

He wants to drive Wang Tianhao crazy!

The more Wang Tianhao accuses him, the more he seems to be innocent.

This villain is way too high-level.

Wang Tianhao's face turned pale upon hearing this.

He suddenly looked at Wang Tianming.

"You did this on purpose?"

"You deliberately let me see you?"

"You want me to go crazy in front of Grandpa and the entire internet?"

Wang Tianming's expression did not change much.

"Tianhao, you really should go and get some rest."

"You've now started to believe what a streamer says and doubt your own family."

Chen Bufan said calmly:

He's not your family.

This sentence was spoken very softly.

But it felt like a slap in the face.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Tianming's eyes.

Wang Zhenhai said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Chen, please continue."

Chen Bufan pressed his fingertip against the copper coin and slowly said:

"The person who did the work in the garage was not Wang Tianming."

He's a car mechanic.

His name is Zhao Kai.

"I used to work at Tianhe Auto Repair Shop."

"I resigned three months ago because I had gambling debts."

Wang Tianming's lawyer immediately interrupted:

"Mr. Chen, please watch your words."

"If you can't prove it..."

Chen Bufan didn't even look at him.

At 7:38, Zhao Kai entered the Wang family villa area through the small gate on the east side.

"A temporary maintenance pass code is being used."

"At 7:46, he entered the garage."

He was wearing a pair of blue rubber gloves.

"I have a small cut on my left thumb."

"The tool used to cut the brake cable is a pair of red-handled diagonal pliers."

"The tools are not in his possession now."

"After leaving the garage, he went to the West City garbage transfer station."

"I threw the gloves and pliers into trash can number three."

With each sentence he spoke, the smile on Wang Tianming's face faded a little.

By the end, his fingers, which were holding the teacup, had turned slightly white.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments like crazy.

[That's incredibly detailed!]

[Trash can number three is out!]

[Call the police immediately! Get people from the west side of the city to search!]

Are there any netizens living near the west side of the city?

Blue gloves, red-handled pliers, mechanic Zhao Kai!

How can we even make this up?

Wang Tianhao was trembling all over.

"Zhao Kai?"

He suddenly looked at the butler.

"check!"

"Investigate this person immediately!"

The housekeeper immediately contacted them by phone.

Wang Zhenhai's expression grew increasingly grim.

He looked at Wang Tianming on the screen.

"Dawn."

Do you know Zhao Kai?

Wang Tianming put down his teacup, his smile now very faint.

"grandfather."

"I don't know him."

Chen Bufan said:

You don't know him.

"But you know his sister."

Wang Tianming's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Chen Bufan continued:

"Zhao Kai's older sister, Zhao Yun."

"He is now the deputy manager of the finance department of Jiansen Group."

"On the 18th of last month, her account received a transfer of 500,000 yuan."

"The account from which the transfer was made belongs to a consulting firm under your name."

Wang Tianming's face finally darkened.

The barrage was completely boiling.

[Transaction record!]

[That's how you check!]

[Deputy Manager of Finance Department?]

[Giving money through her sister is so underhanded.]

Wang Tianming was starting to lose his composure.

Where's the lawyer? Why isn't the lawyer saying anything?

The lawyer remained silent.

He glanced down at Wang Tianming, his expression clearly changing.

These details are too specific.

It's so specific that it's beyond what ordinary rumors could fabricate.

If it's fake, it will be exposed immediately upon investigation.

But if it's true, then tonight's live broadcast has turned from gossip about a wealthy family into a crime scene.

Wang Tianming took a deep breath.

"Master Chen."

"Your storytelling ability is even better than I imagined."

"pity."

"A story is just a story."

"You said Zhao Kai, Zhao Yun, consulting firm, transfer."

"Where's the evidence?"

He looked at the camera, his voice regaining its gentle tone.

"You can't expect netizens to believe you just because you're specific in your statements."

"The law requires evidence."

"It's not about metaphysics."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"right."

"The law requires evidence."

Wang Tianming's eyes flickered slightly.

Chen Bufan continued:

"That's why I didn't ask you to admit it."

"I told them to go find it."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the comments section.

In the live stream room, a group of netizens from Haicheng had already started taking action.

I live in the west of the city, two kilometers from the garbage transfer station!

Don't rush in, call the police first!

[The police have already been notified!]

My friend works at the sanitation station, and I told him not to empty bin number three!

[The police are here! Some say they're already at the transfer station!]

Holy crap, this live stream is making my palms sweat.

Wang Tianming's expression finally changed slightly.

He didn't expect Chen Bufan to directly reveal the address and trash can number.

What I didn't expect was that netizens would actually call the police.

He glanced at the lawyer next to him.

The lawyer's expression was also grim, and he whispered a reminder:

"Mr. Wang, I suggest you log off now."

Wang Tianming did not log off.

He knew he couldn't log off.

Going offline now is tantamount to having a guilty conscience.

He could only continue sitting there, more steadfast than anyone else.

Wang Tianming looked at Chen Bufan and suddenly smiled.

"Master Chen."

Do you know what you're doing tonight?

Chen Bufan said:

"Death sentence."

Wang Tianming narrowed his eyes.

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"I'm ending your game tonight."

"It will also end your life."

The moment those words were spoken, the live stream chat went wild.

[He died on the spot!]

[The master's imposing presence is absolutely amazing.]

Wang Tianming's face darkened.

He's still pretending, but I can sense he's panicking.

Wang Tianming slowly put down his teacup.

"Chen Bufan".

"You're too confident."

"This world is not a place where you can determine life or death by just glancing at someone's face or uttering a few mystical words."

Chen Bufan said calmly:

I do not determine life or death.

I only look at cause and effect.

"If you didn't do it, no one can wrong you."

"If you do it, no one can save you."

Wang Tianming sneered.

This time, he was no longer entirely mild-mannered.

"Then I'll see who can't save me."

Just then, the butler's phone rang.

The ringtone was ordinary.

But at that moment, everyone looked at him.

The housekeeper answered the phone.

"Feed?"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.

The butler's expression changed visibly.

He suddenly looked up at Wang Zhenhai.

"master."

The live stream chat instantly went silent.

Wang Zhenhai leaned on his cane, his voice cold and deep.

"explain."

The butler swallowed hard.

"Police found it in garbage bin number three at the West City garbage transfer station..."

"Found it."

Wang Tianhao clenched his fist tightly.

The Queen Mother covered her mouth.

Old Liu was also frozen in place.

The butler's voice tightened as he continued:

"A pair of blue rubber gloves."

"And a pair of red-handled diagonal pliers."

"There is indeed a small tear in the glove near the left thumb area."

The live stream chat exploded.

Found it!!!

Holy crap, I actually found it!

Blue gloves! Red-handled pliers!

[The cut on my left thumb matches up!]

[Master Chen is deified!]

What else can Wang Tianming say?

This isn't just superstition; it's solid evidence!

The smile on Wang Tianming's face gradually disappeared.

He sat in his study.

The lights were still warm.

The suit was still neat.

The lawyer was still sitting next to them.

But his face was already frighteningly cold.

Wang Zhenhai stared at the screen.

He said, word by word:

"Dawn."

"explain."

Wang Tianming remained silent for three seconds.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

It wasn't the gentle smile from before.

It was a cold, sarcastic laugh, a laugh that was finally too lazy to pretend anymore.

"grandfather."

"Just a few pieces of trash."

"What does that prove?"

Chen Bufan looked at him and said calmly:

"This proves that your life is already half over tonight."

Wang Tianming looked up at him.

A chilling intent emanated from his eyes.

Just then, another message popped up in the backend of the live stream.

It wasn't a request to connect via live stream.

It was an anonymous private message.

Only one sentence.

[Chen Bufan, don't investigate the Wang family, or the next red cloth package will be placed under your bed.]