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

"The steward of the Song family's old residence."

"Zheng Fu".

The moment the technician uttered those words, the live stream chat exploded.

Song Huai-ren, who had been trying to remain calm, suddenly turned pale.

He sat in his study, his eyes cold, and the lawyer behind him froze.

Because this time, it wasn't Chen Bufan's judgment.

It's not some kind of metaphysics.

It's fingerprint comparison.

It's police evidence.

Lin Wanqing looked at Song Huai Ren on the screen, her tone extremely serious.

"Song Huai Ren".

"Are you still going to say that the Song family has nothing to do with Meng Yun's death?"

Song Huai-ren did not answer immediately.

He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the panic on her face had been suppressed.

"Zheng Fu is the Song family's butler."

"But what he did doesn't mean the Song family knew."

The lawyer immediately followed up:

"Officer Lin, Mr. Song is right."

"Although Zheng Fu has served the Song family for many years, he is an independent adult."

"If he is personally suspected of violating the law or committing a crime, the Song family will definitely cooperate with the investigation."

The live stream chat exploded with angry comments.

[Classic cut!]

[Just now it was said that the Song family was not involved, but now it's the butler's personal behavior.]

Without the Song family's authorization, would a mere steward dare to arrange a ghost marriage for a dead person?

[The housekeeper's fingerprints were found on Meng Yun at the scene; does the Song family still want to cover it up?]

This lawyer is really stubborn.

Chen Bufan looked at Song Huai Ren and couldn't help but laugh.

"It was cut pretty quickly."

Song Huai-ren's eyes were gloomy.

"Chen Bufan, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"I'll let Zheng Fu explain what he did."

"The Song family will not take the blame for anyone."

"But we will not allow anyone to slander the Song family."

Chen Bufan shrugged:

He can't explain it anymore.

Song Huai-ren's eyelids twitched.

Lin Wanqing also looked at Chen Bufan.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Bufan looked at the bookshelf behind Song Huai Ren.

To be precise, it was the bronze incense burner next to the bookshelf.

The smoke from the incense burner originally floated straight up.

But at this moment, the smoke trail began to turn black.

It's not a screen color difference.

It really is black.

Chen Bufan's voice was calm.

"Zheng Fu has been silenced."

Song Huai-ren's expression changed drastically.

Almost at the same time, Lin Wanqing's walkie-talkie rang.

"Team Leader Lin!"

"Something's happened at the Song family's old residence!"

Lin Wanqing's eyes darkened.

"explain."

"After we arrived at the Song family's old residence, we found the butler, Zheng Fu, dead in the backyard."

He was dressed in a black burial shroud.

"A red string was tied around her wrist."

"He had a lucky coin stuffed in his mouth."

The live stream went silent instantly.

The next second, the barrage of comments exploded.

[They've silenced them!]

The butler is dead!

[So fast?]

Stuffing money into someone's mouth—that's too cruel!

The Song family still claims they don't know?

[Isn't the Song family involved more than just this?]

Lin Wanqing gritted her teeth.

"Protect the scene."

"Seal off the Song family's old residence."

"Get everyone present under control."

"yes!"

Song Huai Ren stared intently at Chen Bu Fan.

"You knew all along?"

Chen Bufan looked at him.

"I said that."

"Your Song family are just buyers."

"The real mastermind is behind it all."

Song Huai-ren's face turned completely ugly.

This time, he did not refute it.

Because Zheng Fu died too quickly.

It happened so fast that even the Song family didn't have time to react.

It will soon be so fast that everyone will realize—

The case of the bride in red is no longer something that the Song family can handle alone.

Lin Wanqing immediately cut off Song Huai-ren's video call.

"Song Huai Ren".

"The police will be looking for you."

"Do not leave Haicheng before then."

The screen disappeared.

Only Chen Bufan, Lin Wanqing, and Xu Yao remained in the live stream, forming a three-way connection.

Xu Yao was still sitting in the living room.

She was stepping on a marriage certificate.

His face was as white as paper.

The sound of gongs and drums echoed softly outside the door.

Like something hiding in the fog, it hasn't given up yet.

Chen Bufan glanced at the time.

11:41.

The ionization time is getting closer and closer.

Lin Wanqing quickly regained her composure.

"Chen Bufan".

"You just said the Song family were just buyers."

"What is a complete chain?"

Chen Bufan looked at the marriage certificate on the screen.

"Eight Characters Screening"

"Delivering wedding dresses by express delivery."

"Bribed by family members."

"A living person marrying a ghost."

"The warlock completes the ritual."

"The wealthy family paid the fees."

With each sentence spoken, the live stream room fell silent for a minute.

Because this doesn't seem like simple sorcery.

It's more like a mature buying and selling chain.

Chen Bufan continued:

"Meng Yun, Su Man, and Xu Yao were not selected randomly."

"Someone got their birth dates and times first."

"And then, with Song Wenjie's desperate attempt to salvage the situation."

"After closing the package, send out the wedding dress and engagement letter."

"The first step is to get them to take the clothes."

"The second step is to get them involved."

"The third step is to get the family members to acquiesce."

Xu Yao's voice trembled.

What does "default" mean?

Chen Bufan looked at the marriage certificate at her feet.

"Take the money."

"signature."

"Accept the job."

"Or they might be forced to acknowledge the ghost marriage under duress."

Xu Yao's face turned even paler.

"So they contacted my parents not just to suppress the issue?"

"right."

Chen Bufan said:

"As long as your family accepts the money, the ghost marriage is considered to have been approved by the deceased's family."

"The marriage certificate is easier to close."

"Your soul is also more easily led astray."

The live stream was filled with curses.

That's so vicious!

No wonder they offered five million to lure the family.

[It's not a settlement fee, it's a betrothal gift!]

How is this any different from human trafficking?

[What you're trading is your life.]

"Someone is in charge of delivering the wedding dress by express."

"The part about bribing family members is handled by lawyers."

"The Song family will cover the costs."

"Zheng Fu is responsible for implementation."

"Who is that sorcerer?"

Chen Bufan looked at the black-patterned lucky money in the evidence bag.

"The Song family cannot afford to hire the true master of the Fate-Changing Technique."

"They must have been in contact with a middleman."

Lin Wanqing said:

"A metaphysical broker?"

"almost."

Chen Bufan said.

"Find sorcerers for wealthy families, and find buyers for those sorcerers."

"Packaging it as feng shui consultation, funeral services, family succession planning, psychological counseling, and charity projects."

"Appears legal on the surface."

"Buying lives behind closed doors."

Lin Wanqing immediately asked the technical team:

"Investigate all major expenditures of the Song family over the past year."

"Focus on checking consultation fees, feng shui consultant fees, funeral service fees, family office fees, psychological counseling, and charitable donations."

"There are also accounts related to Xuanqing Culture Consulting."

"yes!"

A few minutes later, the technician's voice changed.

"Team Leader Lin."

"We've found something."

"Qiyuan Real Estate, a subsidiary of the Song family, paid an eight million consulting fee three months ago."

"The recipient of the payment is not Xuanqing Cultural Consulting."

"But after tracing the shareholding structure, it turns out that it shares a common shareholder with Xuanqing Culture Consulting."

Lin Wanqing's eyes sharpened.

Company name.

"Haicheng Mingde Etiquette and Culture Service Co., Ltd."

"Our business scope includes wedding and funeral services, psychological counseling, corporate culture consulting, and promotion of folk culture."

Chen Bufan sneered.

"Customs and etiquette".

"The name is quite clean."

Lin Wanqing continued to ask:

Who is the legal representative?

The technician said:

"The legal representative is a person named Zhou Qiming."

"But he also owns several other companies."

"Two of them have financial dealings with Xuanqing Cultural Consulting."

"Another sum of money eventually flowed into accounts controlled by Xuan Qingzi."

Xuanqingzi.

The moment the name was mentioned, the live stream chat exploded again.

[Xuan Qingzi is out again!]

[He is the one behind the Qin family's Seven Killings Formation!]

[Is this old bastard still alive?]

Didn't he suffer a backlash from vomiting blood?

[It really is a single line!]

Lin Wanqing quickly organized her thoughts.

Xuan Qingzi has come under investigation because of the Qin family case.

However, he shifted the blame to Qin Yuanshan and the company's project consultant, and then admitted to the hospital due to health reasons.

The police do not yet have enough evidence to arrest him.

Now, the Song family's ghost marriage business chain has circled back to Xuanqing Cultural Consulting.

This is no coincidence.

Lin Wanqing picked up her phone and dialed her superior's number.

Once the call connected, she didn't waste any words.

"Director Wang."

"The case of the bride in red has been confirmed to be not an isolated incident."

"Currently, it involves Haicheng and Yunjiang."

"At least three victims."

"It involves Qiyuan Real Estate, Xuanqing Cultural Consulting and related companies, illegal personal information screening, a suspected chain of buying and selling ghost marriages, and clues related to the Longevity Foundation in the past."

"I request the establishment of a special investigation team."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Lin Wanqing continued:

"If the cases weren't combined, the third victim could have died tonight."

"Moreover, the Song family is not the only buyer behind this chain."

Chen Bufan listened without saying a word.

Lin Wanqing's judgment was very accurate.

The Song family is by no means the first to buy a ghost marriage.

They just happened to run into Chen Bufan.

Xuanqing Cultural Consulting, as an intermediary, can both set up the Seven Killings Wealth-Stealing Formation for the Qin family and arrange a ghost marriage for the Song family.

This indicates that it does not serve any particular wealthy family.

It was a group of people.

The person on the other end of the phone finally spoke.

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"Yes."

"I'll take the lead."

"Prepare the materials immediately."

"Please coordinate with the cyber security, economic crime investigation, criminal investigation, and Yunjiang City police departments simultaneously."

"it is good."

The phone hangs up.

Lin Wanqing looked at the camera.

"The special task force has approved it."

The live stream chat exploded with comments instantly.

【it is good! 】

[Finally, a special task force!]

[Find them dead!]

This case is definitely not small.

From the Qin family to the Song family, to Xuan Qingzi, the whole thing is connected.

Chen Bufan glanced at the time, but felt uneasy instead.

He looked at Xu Yao.

"Xu Yao".

Xu Yao looked up.

"I am here."

"The police haven't arrived yet?"

Xu Yao looked towards the door, her voice trembling.

"no."

Lin Wanqing immediately pressed the earpiece.

"Local police officer, report your location."

There was static coming from the walkie-talkie.

zizi——

"Team Leader Lin...we're...on the sixteenth floor..."

"The stairs... no, that's not right..."

"It seems like we've been stuck on the sixteenth floor the whole time."

Lin Wanqing's expression changed drastically.

"What do you mean?"

The police officer on the other end of the radio sounded noticeably anxious.

"We've climbed about a dozen floors."

"But the floor number always says the sixteenth floor."

"Go down, it's still the sixteenth floor."

"It's like we've come full circle!"

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

[A ghost wall!]

[Police were stopped on the wedding road!]

【It's all over!】

"They acted first."

Upon hearing these words, Xu Yao trembled all over.

"Master Chen, what should I do?"

Chen Bufan said:

"Don't look away from the camera."

"Don't let go."

"Don't let the marriage certificate into the house."

Xu Yao nodded frantically.

"it is good."

Just then, the red wedding dress in the bedroom suddenly collapsed.

The camera suddenly swayed.

Xu Yao suddenly turned her head.

The bedroom doorway was empty.

The red wedding dress is gone.

She froze.

"clothing……"

"My clothes are gone..."

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

The wedding dress is gone!

Where did it go?

[Xu Yao, look behind you!]

Don't look back! Don't move!

Chen Bufan's expression changed.

"Xu Yao, look in the mirror."

There is a full-length mirror on the living room wall.

Xu Yao stiffly turned her phone.

The camera pans to the mirror.

In the mirror, she was sitting on the sofa.

She was stepping on a marriage certificate.

There was nothing behind me.

There was no red wedding dress.

Xu Yao just breathed a sigh of relief.

Available in the next second.

Suddenly, she looked up at herself in the mirror.

In reality, Xu Yao clearly didn't move.

Xu Yao in the mirror was smiling.

She was wearing that red wedding dress at some point.

The live stream went silent instantly.

Chen Bufan suddenly stood up.

"Xu Yao!"

Xu Yao shuddered in fright.

"I am here!"

"Call out your own name!"

Xu Yao immediately pinched her palm.

"My name is Xu Yao!"

"I'm not the bride!"

"My name is Xu Yao!"

"I'm not the bride!"

Xu Yao, dressed in red, smiled wider and wider in the mirror.

Then, she slowly raised her hand.

He waved to Xu Yao in real life.

Outside.

The suona horn suddenly rose in pitch.

The marriage certificate suddenly slid off Xu Yao's feet.

She was clearly stepping very firmly.

But the red paper seemed to come alive and was pulled directly from under the slipper.

Xu Yao cried out in surprise and reached out to grab it.

Chen Bufan said sternly:

"Don't touch it!"

But her hand had already touched the edge of the marriage certificate.

next second.

The live stream suddenly went black.

The entire screen fell silent.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments like crazy.

Where are they?!

Where is Xu Yao?!

[The connection has dropped!]

【It’s over! 】

Lin Wanqing suddenly stood up.

"Xu Yao!"

The technical team immediately tracked the signal.

A few seconds later, the screen lit up again.

The phone fell to the ground.

The camera is tilted, pointing towards the living room.

The door opened.

All the lights in the room were still on.

Only the red wedding dress remained on the ground.

It was quietly laid out in the center of the living room.

Xu Yao has disappeared.