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

When Lin Wanqing led her people into the Nameless Club, the entire banquet hall instantly descended into chaos.

The wealthy and famous people who were just holding champagne and chatting happily suddenly changed their expressions.

Some people instinctively stepped back.

Someone wants to make a phone call.

Someone tried to walk towards the side door.

Others, barely maintaining their composure, sternly questioned:

"Do you know where this place is?"

"This is a private club. Who gave you permission to barge in?"

"I need to contact a lawyer!"

Do you have a search warrant?

"I need to contact your manager!"

Lin Wanqing stood at the door, her black coat still damp from the night's rain.

Her gaze swept across the entire room, her voice as cold as a knife.

"Everyone, stay where you are."

"Anyone who leaves without permission will be dealt with as obstructing official business."

Behind her, a dozen or so police officers quickly dispersed.

Someone is guarding the gate.

Someone is in control of the side hall.

Someone contacted outside for support.

Two more technicians went straight to the clubhouse's monitoring room.

The security guards at the nameless clubhouse tried to stop them.

He was immediately pinned down by two police officers as soon as he moved.

"Don't move!"

"Cooperate with the investigation!"

The banquet hall was in complete chaos.

Just now, they looked at Chen Bufan as if he were a young man who didn't know the rules.

Now, the police have entered the scene.

They finally realized that tonight was not going to be a verbal dispute.

Instead, someone actually put a knife to their necks.

He Jing's face was as white as paper.

His first thought was to call his agent.

But as soon as he took out his phone, Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"He Jing".

He Jing's hand trembled.

"Officer Lin, I..."

Lin Wanqing said coldly:

"The police have contacted the local police station and emergency medical personnel regarding room 1307 of the hotel registered under your name, which belongs to the film crew."

"The person has been found."

"Still alive."

"But he's not in good condition."

boom.

The banquet hall erupted in chaos.

Everyone looked at He Jing.

He Jing's legs went weak, and he almost couldn't stand up.

"I have no idea……"

"She drank too much..."

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Wanqing didn't even look at him, and directly said to the police officer next to her:

"take away."

Two police officers stepped forward.

He Jing looked terrified, and his voice changed.

"I have a lawyer!"

"I am a public figure!"

"You can't do this!"

"I'm going to sue you!"

Lin Wanqing said coldly:

"Anytime is fine."

"If you can still get out of jail."

He Jing was still struggling when he was taken away.

But that glamorous image of a top male star has been completely shattered.

Followed by.

Lin Wanqing looked at Xu Man.

"Ms. Xu Man."

Xu Man's expression changed.

"I didn't do anything!"

"Upon receiving a report from the public regarding the car accident on the Chengnan River Bridge, the police will re-examine the vehicle repair records from that year."

"The driver's family members were already on their way to the municipal police station at that time."

Xu Man's lips trembled slightly.

"That happened three years ago..."

Lin Wanqing said:

"The deceased's family has the right to know the truth."

Xu Man froze on the spot.

Sun Taihe wanted to quietly kick the broken black beads on the ground away.

Chen Bufan said calmly:

"Stop kicking."

Sun Taihe paused.

Lin Wanqing followed Chen Bufan's gaze and immediately spoke:

"Seal the beads on the ground."

"Take it back for component analysis."

Sun Taihe's face turned ashen.

"Officer Lin, those are just ordinary Buddhist prayer beads!"

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"Does a regular Buddhist prayer bead contain bone powder?"

Sun Taihe shuddered in fright.

Not far away, Mr. Zheng, the chairman of Shenghua Medical, looked the worst.

He didn't make a sound.

There was no argument.

The moment Lin Wanqing entered, he secretly dialed a number on his phone.

But just as the word "feed" came from the other end of the phone, the signal suddenly dropped.

The police temporarily controlled the signal at the clubhouse.

Chairman Zheng looked up and met Chen Bufan's eyes.

In that instant, he felt a chill creep down his spine for no apparent reason.

Like the heart in one's chest, nourished by the lifespan of others, which can be seen through at a glance.

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"Zheng Qishan".

"The police and health authorities have jointly intervened in the children's rehabilitation center under Shenghua Medical."

"You need to go back tonight to cooperate with the investigation."

Chairman Zheng forced himself to remain calm.

"Officer Lin."

"All of our projects at Shenghua Medical have the necessary legal permits."

"If you want to investigate, of course I'll cooperate."

Lin Wanqing's voice was calm.

"Just cooperate."

She paused.

"In addition, based on reports from the public, we will also re-examine your special medical records from the past six years."

Chairman Zheng's expression changed completely.

Mrs. Liang was also called aside.

She had lost her previous air of a noblewoman; she was trembling all over, yet she still insisted that she knew nothing.

The scene was in complete chaos.

Some people are criticizing Chen Bufan.

Someone sought help from Lu Changsheng.

Some people are urgently contacting lawyers.

Some people are trying to distance themselves from the Chang Sheng Foundation.

"Mr. Lu, please say something!"

"This has nothing to do with us!"

"We're just here for a charity gala!"

"Yes, it was just a charitable donation. I don't know anything else!"

Lu Changsheng stood at the back of the crowd.

He remained calm.

He wore a long black robe, his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Even though the police had stormed into the clubhouse, and even though his guests had been exposed for their misdeeds one after another, he showed no sign of distress.

He even had tea in his hand.

The tea was slightly warm, with wisps of steam rising from it.

It felt as if this wasn't a law enforcement scene, but rather a slightly noisy tea party.

Lin Wanqing's gaze finally fell on him.

"Lu Changsheng".

"The accounts associated with the Changsheng Foundation are suspected of being linked to the old water plant kidnapping case, illegal fund transfers, and fake charity projects."

"Please cooperate with the investigation."

The once bustling banquet hall was now completely silent.

Everyone looked at Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly.

"Officer Lin."

"certainly."

"The Chang Sheng Foundation has always supported the work of the police."

"I will never cover up any staff member's misconduct."

In a word.

Remove the Changsheng Foundation.

They shifted the blame to "staff members".

Lin Wanqing was not swayed by him.

"Everyone in the club tonight must stay and cooperate with the investigation."

Lu Changsheng nodded.

"Can."

He spoke so frankly.

He was so calm, as if he had expected the police to come.

Lin Wanqing's eyes darkened.

Of course she knew that it was impossible to directly harm Lu Changsheng tonight.

The evidence currently available only points to the Changsheng Foundation's peripheral projects, related accounts, and some of its executives.

Lu Changsheng himself is too clean.

It's abnormally clean.

The funds do not pass through his hands.

He did not sign the project agreement.

The perpetrator did not know him.

Each line of investigation, from Xuan Qingzi, Jiang Kun, Zhao Qiming, to Qin Yuanshan, ends at some intermediate level.

This is how terrifying Lu Changsheng is.

He stood behind all the players.

But he did not write it himself.

At this moment, several police officers escorted three people out of the side hall.

One is the club manager.

One is the project manager of the Changsheng Foundation.

There was also the middle-aged man who had been sitting silently in the corner.

The technician next to Lin Wanqing whispered:

"Team Leader Lin, the accounts match."

"The intermediary account through which money was transferred to Jiang Kun in the old water plant case was related to a company under the name of the project manager."

"Zhao Qiming's fraudulent donation account was also used for money laundering through the same shell company."

"And some of the consulting fees from the Qin Group went into an account controlled by the club manager."

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"take away."

The project manager was deathly pale.

"Mr. Lu!"

He suddenly looked at Lu Changsheng.

"Mr. Lu, save me!"

Lu Changsheng only glanced at him.

His gaze remained gentle.

But the project manager seemed to have something stuck in his throat, and couldn't say a word after that.

Chen Bufan noticed it.

The moment Lu Changsheng looked over, the project manager's brow furrowed.

The life lamp went out by an inch.

It's not death.

It was intercepted.

This Lu Changsheng is even more wicked than he imagined.

In the chaos, Lu Changsheng turned and walked towards the side corridor.

There was no disheveled escape.

It's more like the host seeing off guests and preparing to leave.

Lin Wanqing immediately spoke:

"Mr. Lu, you cannot leave now."

Lu Changsheng stopped and turned around with a smile.

"Officer Lin."

"I did not leave."

"I just went to pick up some foundation-related materials."

Lin Wanqing said coldly:

"Send your men to fetch it."

Lu Changsheng sighed.

"It seems Officer Lin still doesn't believe me."

Lin Wanqing remained expressionless.

"I believe in evidence."

Lu Changsheng smiled, his gaze passing over her and landing on Chen Bufan.

"Mr. Chen."

You'll surprise a lot of people tonight.

"But I'm not surprised."

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"You disgusted me tonight."

In the banquet hall, everyone's expression froze.

No one expected that Chen Bufan would dare to curse Lu Changsheng so directly in front of so many people.

Lu Changsheng, however, was not angry.

"Nausea?"

He repeated it softly.

"Maybe."

"But Mr. Chen, you should find out soon enough."

"The more you save, the more they owe you."

"The deeper you investigate, the more people will die in front of you."

"You'll understand then."

"What you call clean is just because you haven't stood high enough yet."

Chen Bufan took a step forward.

In that very instant.

He suddenly saw a shadow emerge from behind Lu Changsheng.

No.

Not one.

There are many paths.

elder.

child.

woman.

patient.

businessman.

beggar.

student.

Doctors.

Worker.

The shadows were dense and overlapping, like countless faces forcibly sewn onto a human skin.

Their lifelines were pulled out, twisted together, and wrapped around Lu Changsheng's back.

That's not just one person's fate.

That's what many people risked their lives for.

Chen Bufan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He suddenly understood why the "Record of Destiny" could not reveal Lu Changsheng.

Because what Lu Changsheng is using now is not his own life at all.

His life was too complicated.

Too messy.

There are too many.

There are so many that it's impossible to write anything down on the birth chart.

There are so many causes and effects that they cannot be properly attributed.

So many that he was like a living person, yet also like a grave piled high with lives owed.

Lu Changsheng noticed Chen Bufan's gaze.

For the first time, the smile on his face became meaningful.

"You saw it?"

Chen Bufan questioned.

"How many lives did you exchange?"

Lu Changsheng did not answer.

He simply said slowly:

"Mr. Chen."

See you next time.

The words fell.

The lights in the banquet hall flickered suddenly.

The crowd became chaotic.

When Lin Wanqing turned around again, Lu Changsheng was no longer there.

The door at the end of the side corridor was open.

Outside is the backyard of the guild hall.

The night was deep.

The rain hasn't stopped.

Several police officers immediately gave chase.

He returned a moment later.

"Team Leader Lin, he's gone missing."

Lin Wanqing's face turned pale.

"What about the surveillance footage?"

"The surveillance cameras in the backyard just went completely black."

"It was black for only nine seconds."

Nine seconds.

Enough for Lu Changsheng to disappear.

Chen Bufan stood still, looking at the end of the side corridor.

No pursuit was made.

Because he knew he couldn't catch up.

Lu Changsheng never intended to be arrested tonight.

He just came to see him.

By the way, tell him something.

The old scores of the Chen family are not yet settled.

In fact, everything tonight was part of Lu Changsheng's plan.

The Nameless Club was in complete chaos that night.

Lin Wanqing took away several peripheral personnel from the Changsheng Foundation.

He Jing, Xu Man, Sun Taihe, Zheng Dong, and others were also asked by the police to cooperate with the investigation.

The guild hall was temporarily sealed off.

The charity gala was interrupted.

The media quickly caught wind of the news.

Although the police did not immediately release the details, the news that "the Chang Sheng Foundation was under investigation" still broke out in a small circle.

Three o'clock the next morning.

Chen Bufan returned to his rented room and ate a little something hastily.

He didn't sleep.

I had too many fortune telling sessions today, and I'm already feeling quite unwell.

Can't sleep.

Start broadcasting immediately.

As soon as the live stream lit up, the number of viewers surged to nearly a million almost instantly.

After experiencing the Qin Clan's Seven Fiends Formation, Xuan Qingzi vomiting blood, and the Longevity Foundation's banquet, everyone knew that something big was going to happen tonight.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments.

The master is back!

What exactly happened at the Nameless Club?

I heard the police went?

Is there really a problem with the Chang Sheng Foundation?

Who is Lu Changsheng?

What exactly is the "Gate of Changing Fate"?

Master, are you alright?

Chen Bufan sat in front of the camera.

His face was somewhat pale.

But his gaze was very steady.

The black invitation was on the table.

There were also photocopies of old photos brought back from the Qin family.

He looked at the camera.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

The live stream gradually quieted down.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong.

This time, Chen Bufan didn't do his usual fortune-telling broadcasts.

He seemed to be announcing something.

Finally, Chen Bufan spoke.

"Starting today."

"I do more than just fortune telling."

The comments section paused for a moment.

Chen Bufan looked up, his voice clearly reaching the ears of millions of people.

"I will investigate and change your destiny."

boom.

The live stream chat exploded.

[The key to changing your fate!]

[Finally, they've gone public!]

The master is going to investigate them directly!

Is the Longevity Foundation the key to changing one's fate?

Is Lu Changsheng the mastermind behind everything?

[Master, be careful!]

Chen Bufan didn't explain much.

He simply continued:

"Borrowing a life."

"Turning disaster into opportunity."

"Nourish and maintain health".

"Robbing money".

"To prolong life."

"Anyone who uses the lives of others as a price to change the fate of evil people."

I'll meet one.

"Break one."

The comments section was flooded with messages.

[It's getting exciting!]

This is the whole book... no, this is the true master!

Master Chen is awesome!

Investigate thoroughly!

Make those who traded ordinary lives for their own wealth pay the price!

Chen Bufan looked at the screen full of comments but didn't laugh.

Starting tonight, everything has completely changed.

In the past, people would come to him for fortune telling.

Later, he took the initiative to investigate what was hidden behind fate.

Changing one's fate means not sitting idly by and waiting to die.

Lu Changsheng would no longer simply offer him tea in a gentle manner, as he did tonight.

He blocked their way.

This also formally placed myself in front of them.

The oriole stalks the cicada. But who is the prey?

4:30 a.m.

Chen Bufan ended his broadcast.

The rain is still falling outside the window.

The only sound in the room was the faint electrical hum of the computer after it was turned off.

He got up to wash his face.

Just as I reached the door, I suddenly stopped.

Outside.

There is something.

Chen Bufan's thoughts sank.

He didn't open the door immediately, but instead reached out and picked up the old copper coins on the table.

The copper coin felt slightly cool to the touch.

There is no major misfortune.

But it has an old feel to it.

It has a very old feel.

He opened the door.

Half of the hallway lights are broken.

The dim, yellow light flickered.

There was a copper coin on the ground by the door.

The copper coin broke in two.

The break is very fresh.

But the copper coin itself is very old.

Chen Bufan bent down and picked it up.

The moment my fingertips touched the copper coin, a magical sensation washed over me.

The Chen family's life savings.

This is something unique to the Chen family's lineage of fortune tellers.

One coin per person.

Money is where people are.

When money runs out, people die.

He had only ever seen his master's one since he was a child.

But now, the broken coin at the door clearly belongs to an old member of the Chen family.

There is a line of small characters engraved on the back.

The characters are very thin.

It looks like it was carved out bit by bit with the tip of a knife.

To find out how the Chen family died, go back to their ancestral home.

Chen Bufan stood in the dimly lit stairwell, clutching the broken life coin.

A bolt of lightning flashed past the window.

Thunder rumbled.

He looked down at the severed end of the coin and murmured to himself.

"Ancestral home".

"It's finally my turn to go back."