Metaphysics crazily criticizes big boss, shocking the country by marrying a vegetative person

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Zheng Xiujuan felt a bad premonition in her heart.

But this premonition was fleeting.

Little bitch, if you dare to do this to me, I will make you cry and beg me!

Zheng Xiujuan had a sinister look in her eyes, picked up the phone and made another call:

"Taoist Master, thank you for your hard work. Please do it again. Yes, it's more serious than last time. Well, it's okay. It's better to be disabled. As long as the person doesn't die, I'll pay the money to your account in a moment."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Xiujuan felt a little better.

*

A basement in the suburbs of the imperial capital.

"Gangzi, did you find out anything about Tianlei that I asked you to investigate that day?"

"Boss, I went to see it, but there was no reaction in the compass. There was no trace of evil spirits in Chunlin Community. No master who had registered with us had been to that community that day. Hey, Boss, do you think it would be possible? It's a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence that you are tall." Liu Fu rolled up the magazine in his hand and hit Gangzi hard on the head.

"You have spent so many years in the Special Department for nothing. On a night with a sparse moonlight, three thunderbolts appeared out of thin air and hit a certain community in succession. Afterwards, not even a trace was found. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Gangzi felt aggrievedly and touched the hair he had just handed over: "Boss, there are many coincidences in this world..."

Before Gangzi finished speaking, he was hit on the head by the boss again: "Stop talking nonsense, go and check if anyone in that community has encountered anything strange before."

"Okay, boss."

"Also, you should also check on the fact that the famous star Gong Lei disappeared for a week and suddenly reappeared."

The Gong family had called Liu Fu before and asked him to help investigate.

Before Liu Fu could transfer the person, the Gong family called to say that the person had been found.

As for how he found it, the other party didn't mention a word. Liu Fu always felt that this was a bit strange.

"Ah, boss, I am only one person. How can I find out so many things? Why don't you ask my senior sister to come back and help me."

"Okay, then you go and bring her back."

"Hey, no, no, no, boss, I'm going to check. I'm going to check right away. You'd better let senior sister continue to accompany Professor Gong and the others."

He didn't want to stay in that gloomy ancient tomb for a year and a half.

Hey, it would be nice if I didn’t ask the boss to have barbecue in the alley that day.

The boss will not see thunder coming out of thin air and let him run around to find out the cause.

It's really hard life to work in the special department. Not only is the work location in this small and dilapidated basement, but the treatment is not good either.

If I hadn't been interested in supernatural events since I was a child and had not lived on this salary, it would have been difficult to persist all these years.

Gangzi resignedly touched his beaten head, turned around and walked out of the basement quickly.

Liu Fu is in his early forties, but his hair has turned gray.

After Gangzi left, he lit a cigarette, leaned on the stool, put his legs casually on the table, and blew out a puff of smoke. The smoke instantly blurred his face.

Is all this really a coincidence as Gangzi said?

*

"Sister-in-law, where are you going now? Back to Fu's house?" Fu Lu asked.

"If you don't reply, tell grandpa that we are eating out and will go back later. I want to start a live broadcast."

Fengling has now turned green in a small circle. Nan Yiran's own spiritual power is still weak, but it has obviously increased a lot compared to when he first woke up.

Live broadcast fortune-telling is indeed a good path.

"Okay!" Compared to returning to Fu's house early, Fu Lu certainly wanted to accompany his sister-in-law on the live broadcast.

"Sister-in-law, how about we go to dinner first and then live broadcast."

Nan Yiran looked at the time and saw that it was still a little early, but it was okay to eat something in advance, and the live broadcast would not need to be interrupted after a while.

"Okay, let's go."

"Sister-in-law, Shenghua is right next to you. Please invite me to eat at Bauhinia inside. Their French foie gras is really delicious."

Shenghua is one of the luxury shopping malls in the imperial capital, and Bauhinia is a famous Western restaurant there.

All the ingredients are selected from all over the world and flown in on the same day. The chefs are all top chefs in the world, and they change one every day to meet the needs of different guests.

Although a table of meals there can cost at least six figures, demand still exceeds supply. If you want to dine, you have to make a reservation at least six months in advance.

"Which of your eyes can tell that I have the ability to invite you to dinner at Bauhinia?"

Just kidding, I still owe 2 yuan in foreign debt. The money I have in my whole body is not enough to buy a dish of Bauhinia. No, to be precise, it is not enough to buy the ingredients for a dish.

"Ah, sister-in-law, don't you know that the Bauhinia belongs to the Fu family? No, grandpa gave you that card...hehe." Before Fu Lu finished speaking, Nan Yiran understood instantly.

So that's the case, no wonder Fu Lu asked him to treat him.

As long as she takes out the Black Eagle Card, she doesn't need to make a reservation, she can just eat whatever she wants, pat her butt and leave after eating.

Fu Lu is different. He has to pay for meals out of his own pocket when he goes to Zijing.

A meal costs at least 100,000 yuan, which is still a bit painful.

In the past, he could complain to his elder brother about poverty and ask him to pay for it.

Now that the eldest brother is in a coma, he dare not tell his grandfather about it.

Looking at Fu Lu's expectant eyes, Nan Yiran smiled slightly:

"I invite you to eat goose hotpot in sour soup in the alley behind Shenghua..."

Fu Lu had a grimace on his face for a moment, and wanted to persuade Nan Yiran: "Sister-in-law, please think about it again. Bauhinia's food is really delicious, you believe me."

Nan Yiran ignored him: "If you don't want to eat, I will eat it myself."

"Eat, eat, eat, you must eat. My favorite is goose hotpot with sour soup."

Fu Lu's car stopped next to the hot pot restaurant. As soon as Nan Yiran got out of the car, she heard screams from around her.

"what--!!"

"be careful----!!"

"Be careful girl!"

Some girls were so frightened that they covered their eyes, unable to bear to see what was about to happen next.

Nan Yiran felt as if a big thing was hitting him on his head.

As soon as Fu Lü got out of the cab, his eyes were dazzled when a huge billboard crashed down, hitting exactly where his sister-in-law was standing. The right half of the car was dented.

Fu Lu's mind went blank, and it took him a few seconds to react.

"sister in law!!!"

Fu Lu yelled, rushed to the billboard, tried hard to lift the billboard, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Such a big billboard, such speed, my sister-in-law...

Fu Lu was filled with despair, but he still tried his best to lift the billboard.

"Stop crying, I'm here."

Hearing this voice, Fu Lu moved his hands, slowly turned his head, and looked at the unharmed woman in front of him in disbelief.

"Sister-in-law, are you a human or a ghost?"

I am walking in the underworld, so it is normal to see the ghosts of the recently deceased.

"Stop talking nonsense, do ghosts have shadows?"

Fu Lu seemed to be reminded and glanced at his sister-in-law's feet.

Fortunately, there is a shadow.

Sister-in-law, it’s okay!

Realizing this, Fu Lu's body relaxed and he leaned limply against the billboard.

Nan Yiran looked at the shadow flashing behind the billboard in front of him with cold eyes.

If she hadn't reacted quickly and used the dodge technique just now, any other person would have been hit by the billboard like this, either dead or disabled.

But she didn't notice that a middle-aged man with gray hair was staring at her in the hot pot restaurant.