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

Chapter 81 Formal Invitation

As dawn broke, the first official report on the case of the bride in red finally came out.

The investigation into Meng Yun's case has been reopened.

The Su Man case is being investigated concurrently.

Xu Yao was rescued.

The Song family's old residence has been sealed off.

Song Huai-ren and Song Qi-yuan were taken away for investigation in accordance with the law.

Mingde Etiquette and Culture Service Co., Ltd. has been shut down.

Xuanmingzi was placed under close police surveillance.

A large number of accounts, client information, and ritual records of Xuanqing Cultural Consulting Company were seized.

The internet is in an uproar.

The case of the bride in red is real!

Xu Yao has been saved!

The Song family is under investigation!

[Is Xuan Qingzi dead?]

[Xuanqing Culture has also been banned!]

This isn't superstition; it's a life-selling industry packaged in metaphysics!

Meng Yun and Su Man can finally get justice.

Overnight, clips of Chen Bufan's live stream spread across the entire internet.

He specifically named the Song family.

He stood up to Song Huai-ren head-on.

During his live stream, he said, "It's not that people won't die, it's that you don't treat her like a human being."

That sentence was repeatedly forwarded by countless netizens.

Chen Bufan didn't look at these.

After returning, I had another 10 hours of dreamless sleep.

He felt that he was sleeping longer and longer, and every time he fell into a deep sleep, he couldn't remember when he last dreamed.

After getting up, he went downstairs and ate something haphazardly at a convenience store.

Seeing how pale he was, the shop assistant couldn't bear it and replaced the expired and relabeled boxed lunch that Chen Bufan had chosen with today's meal.

Chen Bufan doesn't have high demands for food and drink; he couldn't understand the tea Lu Changsheng gave him last time either.

Upon returning, he sat in meditation in his rented room, reflecting on the events of the past few days.

There were old copper coins on the table.

Vermilion pen.

And there was also the closed book, "The Record of Destiny".

The case of the bride in red appears to have been solved.

But he knew very well what was going on in his heart.

It's just a broken branch.

The roots are still underground.

The Song family were merely buyers.

Xuanmingzi was merely the executor.

Xuan Qingzi is only in the middle layer.

As for the Longevity Foundation, the Fate-Changing Gate, the incomplete copy of the "Fate Talisman Scripture," the traitor of the Chen family, and Lu Changsheng's true identity...

Not a single one has been truly severed.

Even worse, Xuan Qingzi died too quickly.

He died too cleanly.

It's like someone took a knife and cut off every clue that had just begun to emerge.

However, the method was so arrogant: killing you slowly right in front of you, giving you time to warn others, but not giving you a chance to survive.

The doorbell rang.

Ding dong.

Chen Bufan looked up.

The person outside did not knock a second time.

Very restrained.

I'm also very familiar with it.

He went over and opened the door.

Lin Wanqing stood at the door.

A black coat with a faint bluish tint under the eyes.

He clearly hadn't slept all night.

She was holding a brown paper bag.

"Is it convenient for me to come in?"

Chen Bufan glanced at her.

"You're already here, why are you still asking?"

Lin Wanqing went straight in.

She glanced at the things on the table and the dried bloodstains on the floor.

"You're badly injured."

Chen Bufan closed the door.

"Still alive."

Lin Wanqing frowned.

"I'm not asking if you're dead or not."

Chen Bufan sat down at the table.

"Then it's alright."

Lin Wanqing looked at him, remained silent for two seconds, and placed the brown paper bag on the table.

"The preliminary results of the 'Red-Dressed Bride' case are in."

Chen Bufan did not open it.

"explain."

Lin Wanqing sat opposite her.

"Xu Yao is safe."

"Wrist injury, mild shock, currently receiving psychological intervention."

"The cases of Meng Yun and Su Man have been reopened."

"On the Song family's side, both Song Huai-ren and Song Qi-yuan have been taken into custody."

"Zheng Fu's death, Song Wenjie's ashes, the ghost marriage certificate, and the evidence from the underground wedding ceremony have all been included in the chain of evidence."

"At least seven similar transactions were found in the accounts of Mingde Etiquette and Culture Service Company."

Chen Bufan looked up.

"Seven strokes?"

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"Three of the strokes can be clearly identified as Meng Yun, Su Man, and Xu Yao."

"The other four cases are still under investigation."

Chen Bufan, on the other hand, was somewhat used to it.

"This means this isn't the first time."

"right."

Lin Wanqing said:

"And it's not just ghost marriages."

"The accounts also included items such as 'life extension consultation,' 'family fortune improvement,' 'lineage continuation,' and 'karmic clearance.'"

Chen Bufan sat down to meditate again, closed his eyes, and did not look at Lin Wanqing.

"The name is quite clean."

"Dirty money prefers clean names."

Lin Wanqing opened the paper bag, took out a few pages of documents, and read them to him.

"Xuan Qingzi is dead, and many testimonies have been cut off."

"But Xuanmingzi is still alive."

"His condition is currently unstable."

"The doctor said he might have serious mental problems when he wakes up."

Chen Bufan said:

"He failed to destroy his own life force, but he also damaged his very foundation."

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"Can it still be reviewed?"

Chen Bufan nodded.

"able."

"But that might not get you to the point."

"The curse to keep you quiet is still in effect."

Lin Wanqing paused for a moment.

"In other words, the Fate-Changing Technique had already insured these people."

"Um."

Chen Bufan took a breath.

"They are not afraid of these people being arrested."

"They're afraid these people will speak up."

Lin Wanqing placed another document in front of him, but then, remembering that his eyes were closed, she put it back.

"Therefore, the special task force was officially established."

"Special Task Force?"

"The cases involving the bride in red, the Qin family's Seven Killings Formation, the old water plant, Xuanqing Culture, and the Changsheng Foundation will all be included in a special investigation."

Lin Wanqing said:

"The team includes criminal investigation, economic crime investigation, cybersecurity, forensic medicine, psychological profiling, data analysis, and a few people coordinated from above."

Chen Bufan said calmly:

"Sounds like you're quite busy."

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"We're still missing one person."

Chen Bufan did not respond.

Lin Wanqing took a formal document out of the paper bag and pushed it in front of him.

The document had these words written at the top:

[Invitation Letter for External Consultants to the Joint Investigation Team for Special Cases in Haicheng City]

Chen Bufan opened his eyes and glanced at it.

I didn't take it.

"Looking for me?"

"Um."

Lin Wanqing said:

"The Special Task Force is formally inviting you to become an external consultant."

Chen Bufan had no interest and readjusted his breathing.

"I refuse."

Lin Wanqing seemed to have anticipated his words, and her expression remained unchanged.

"reason."

Chen Bufan said:

"I don't like being bound by rules."

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

"You've been following the rules all along."

Lin Wanqing said:

"I will not change the fate of the wicked."

"There's no need for kind people to shield us from disaster."

"Do not use the Taoist sect to amass ill-gotten gains."

"Fate can be foreseen, disasters can be averted, and debts can be settled, but one cannot decide another's fate."

"Aren't these the rules?"

Chen Bufan remained silent for a while.

"That's different."

"What's different?"

"That's the Chen family's rule."

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"The police also have their own rules."

"You can't arrest people without a warrant."

"Searchs cannot be conducted without cause."

"A crime cannot be convicted based on a single metaphysical deduction."

"We cannot let the victims die without knowing why."

She looked at Chen Bufan and said, word by word:

"Our rules are not meant to bind you."

"It's to make those people really pay the price."

Chen Bufan remained silent.

Lin Wanqing continued:

"You can expose the Song family in the live stream."

"You can stop the sedan chair on the road to the underworld."

"We can break the deadlock in the underground wedding hall."

"But you can't access the bank's back office."

"Can't get into the hospital's archives."

"We can't access household registration, medical records, accounts, surveillance footage, or financial records."

"You can read fate."

"But there are some doors that ordinary people can't get through."

She pushed the invitation forward an inch.

"That's why you should come in."

"Besides, there are too many people eyeing you now."

It hasn't moved in a long time.

Lin Wanqing didn't urge her.

The room fell silent.

It was already dark outside the window.

The sounds of people leaving get off work could be heard downstairs.

The sound of oil sizzling in a pan.

The sound of an electric vehicle.

Some people are haggling.

It has a strong sense of everyday life.

But Chen Bufan knew that beneath the surface of everyday life lay unseen threads of fate.

Some people are willing to pay to save their lives.

Some people risk their lives for money.

Some people wear the guise of charity to run a business that promises to change one's fate.

Previously, he was just a down-on-his-luck streamer who was constantly being called a scammer in his live streams.

Now, he has already stood in the way of changing one's fate.

The other side has also begun clearing the surrounding area.

The next one won't be a discarded pawn like Xuan Qingzi.

Chen Bufan finally picked up the invitation.

Turn it over.

External consultant.

Assist in the analysis of special cases.

Assist in the analysis of cases related to folklore, metaphysics, and unusual deaths.

Participate in on-site investigations when necessary.

After reading it, Chen Bufan looked up and asked:

"Is there a salary?"

Lin Wanqing was stunned for a moment.

She clearly hadn't expected him to ask that.

"have."

"How many?"

"According to the standards for external experts, it's 20,000 yuan per month."

Chen Bufan put the document down.

"Too few."

Lin Wanqing: "..."

She rubbed her temples.

"Chen Bufan, this is a serious conversation."

"I'm very serious too."

Chen Bufan said:

"The divination fee can be reduced."

"A life saved cannot be wasted."

Lin Wanqing looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

"OK."

"I'll apply to the higher authorities on your behalf."

Chen Bufan said:

"There are still conditions."

Lin Wanqing immediately regained her composure.

"explain."

"First, I do not get involved in cases that are unrelated to my work."

"Secondly, I do not perform fortune telling for anyone privately."

"Third, I have the right to refuse any request that violates the Chen family rules."

"Fourth, I want to share information related to the Fate-Changing Gate, the Longevity Foundation, and the Chen family's old cases."

Lin Wanqing nodded.

"The first three points are fine."

"The fourth point is to consider the level of confidentiality."

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"Then there's nothing to discuss."

Lin Wanqing did not immediately refute.

She knew why Chen Bufan was so insistent.

The case of "Changing Fate" is not just one that the police are investigating.

It was also an old debt from the Chen family's massacre.

She paused for a moment and then said:

"I will try my best."

Chen Bufan said:

"Not as much as possible."

Lin Wanqing looked at him.

Chen Bufan's voice was calm:

"I will not be a blindfolded knife."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Wanqing's eyes flickered slightly.

She carefully put the invitation away again.

"it is good."

"I'll fight for you."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"I'll think about it."

Lin Wanqing then took out another document from the paper bag.

"It's something you're interested in."

"After you read this, you might think about it for a little longer."

Chen Bufan looked at the documents in her hand.

The documents are quite thick.

The cover is gray.

The upper left corner is stamped with an internal circulation stamp.

Lin Wanqing placed the documents on the table.

Chen Bufan looked down.

The cover title is very eye-catching.

Investigation into Unusual Deaths at Changsheng Health and Wellness Hospital

longevity.

It's about achieving immortality again.

Lin Wanqing turned to the first page.

"This hospital appears to be a high-end health and wellness institution."

"Our clients are mainly the wealthy, entrepreneurs, seriously ill elderly, disabled elderly, and some special customers."

"The Changsheng Foundation is one of its main partners."

"This hospital has had an unusually high mortality rate over the past three years."

"But each death, viewed in its own right, makes sense in terms of medical logic."

Chen Bufan remained silent.

Lin Wanqing continued:

"What's really strange is..."

"Every time a high-net-worth client's condition suddenly improves, an ordinary elderly person or a patient without relatives will suddenly die in the hospital."

Chen Bufan opened the documents.

The first page is a picture of a hospital.

White building.

The landscaping is excellent.

Several large characters were written at the entrance:

Changsheng Health and Wellness Hospital

Below the photo is the list of the dead.

Lines of names.

age.

illness.

Time of death.

He was transferred to a ward.