Live fortune telling: too accurate a fortune teller becomes a public enemy in the mysterious world

"Hello? Son, I am mom, where are you?"

No one made a sound on the other side of the phone, only the sounds of various instruments continued to come from the receiver.

"Son, son? Where are you? Speak quickly!"

"Zhang Huijuan's" voice sounded a little anxious, and she was particularly panicked when she didn't hear her son's reply.

"Dip...dip...dip..."

On the phone, there was still only the beeping sound of the ventilator, but Zhang Huijuan still kept shouting without giving up.

"Hello? Son? Duoduo? What's wrong with you?"

"Da da...."

There was a sound of footsteps, stumbling over there, and someone picked up the phone.

"Woo~ Auntie, it's me, Qian Duoduo's colleague, you can call me Xiao Hu. Duoduo is lying in the corridor of the hospital now. Because there is no money, the emergency room cannot treat him. He is now suffering from severe internal bleeding and is dying. Already unconscious."

"Auntie, I know you have many sons, and I don't care if you have one less. But Auntie, Duoduo is your only biological son! If you don't pay, he will really die!"

Xiao Hu's sad and angry accusation is touching.

"I...I didn't say I couldn't tell you the money. I just started to think you were a fraud."

Seeing Zhang Huijuan panicking nervously, the man on the phone began to change his tone.

"Auntie, the police are cracking down now, and the fraudsters are all abroad! Look, my phone numbers are all from China. Listen to me, the doctor now says that Duoduo was sent a little late, which delayed the best time for treatment."

"If you still want to save him, hurry up and raise 100 million to pay for the hospital. If you are not willing to spend money and would rather your son die, then come and collect the body!"

"Hey, Xiao Hu, Xiao Hu! Don't be angry, I'll raise the money right now. That woman who retired as soon as I retired doesn't have this 100 million, so what should I do?"

"How much do you have in your card?" he asked tentatively.

"Only 5-30, I only have 30. Can I only pay 30?" "Zhang Huijuan" asked cautiously.

Xiao Hu shook his hand impatiently: "No, this is a rule. Once Duoduo enters the ICU ward, he will have to burn more than 20 yuan a night. 30 yuan is really not enough. Auntie, please get some more!"

"Where do you want me to join in this late at night? How about I rush over now, right? Wait a minute, I have a relative nearby. I asked him to take care of him first, and he I live opposite and can be there in ten minutes.”

"Ah? Oh, aunt, I forgot to tell you. There are too many people in Xiehe today, and the ambulance took us to Huangpu Hospital in Jin'an District." Xiao Hu wiped his head with a handkerchief I was so sweaty that I quickly changed my words.

Just kidding, if people really go to see it, wouldn’t it be a big deal?

"Hey, isn't this a coincidence? Huangpu Hospital? Aunt Duoduo works in this hospital. Where are you? I asked her to come down and arrange a ward for you. Just wait, I'll call her right away. .”

"This is really great, Xiao Hu, just wait!"

"Zhang Huijuan" slapped the table, her voice rising with joy. The person on the other side of the phone was sweating all over.

"What? Oh, the signal here is not very good. Auntie, I'll hang up first. Please prepare the money first, and I'll call you somewhere else!"

Seeing the man who called himself Xiao Hu hurriedly hang up the phone, slumped on the chair, pulling his hair to vent, the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

[Hahaha, I almost laughed out loud. Anchor, not only did this middle-aged woman’s voice sound similar, but her speaking posture and intonation are exactly the same...]

[Can we watch the contest between the best actor and the best actress without paying any money? Brothers, give me flowers! .....]

[We are still discussing countermeasures over there. We have never thought about it. With so many of us watching the live broadcast, do we really treat us as outsiders? 】

[If I couldn’t see the video over there, I would almost believe him. It can be seen that if he doesn't do fraud and becomes an actor, he will definitely win many awards. ....]

[To be honest, those who can defraud people are basically smart. Even if they don't commit fraud, their lives won't be much worse. I just want to make quick money. 】

Jiang Xiaoxiao is still online with the account #yiexiaojiechan.

She herself has been contacting the police privately to provide clues about what she saw here.

I just received news from Lao Fan that his side is ready. He is just waiting for everyone from City Z to arrive before he is ready to take action at the same time.

"Anchor, Uncle Fan said we will take action in five minutes!" Jiang Xiaoxiao opened the microphone and said.

Zhong Li nodded and reminded: "Okay, I understand. Please tell Captain Fan not to be negligent. That Internet cafe has a mezzanine."

"Didi..."

Zhong Li's phone rang again, and everyone looked at the phone on her desk expectantly.

The phone note showed "My son Duoduo is super handsome."

"Mom, please, please save me! I'm really about to die. Please transfer money to the hospital! Mom..." The voice of the person on the phone sounded extremely weak.

It is not easy for these fraudsters. In order to pretend to be weak, they deliberately strangled their necks with ties until their faces were red and their necks were thick, which gave them this sense of brokenness.

"Hey, okay, okay, mom will transfer the money to you right now, but where should I transfer it to?" Zhong Li continued to pretend to be Zhang Huijuan to deal with him.

"Mom, wait a minute. I'll ask my colleague to give you the account number. You must transfer it. My son doesn't want to die! ..."

"Bang...don't move!..."

"Don't move! Police!"

At this moment, there was a bang, and a group of plainclothes policemen with guns broke into the door.

When the police arrived, several people were holding their heads in fear and squatting on the ground, not daring to move!

Everyone watched the police action on the video. After a while, three groups of people were arrested from other rooms.

Zhong Li looked through the camera and swept through these people one by one until a girl of thirteen or fourteen appeared in her sight.

She stood alone at the end of the crowd, wearing a pair of thick glasses, timidly carrying her schoolbag, and standing there holding a Mathematical Olympiad book.

"Why is there still a child?" asked the tall, thin man in the lead.

"Boss, I asked. When these people were caught, they were all cheating. Only this child has been doing his homework seriously. We just asked, this child is not from here, he is just a cleaner in this building. , brought here to do homework."

The leading man saw her hugging the book in panic, and his whole body almost pressed against the wall.

Children of this age should not be committing fraud.

"Kid, what are you doing here from that school?"

The little girl's head almost hit her chest, and tears of fear kept falling.

"I...I'm from Shengde Junior High School. My house was burned down. My aunt was doing sanitation here, so she asked me to come here to do my homework. I...I haven't done anything bad! Please! Please don’t take me to the police station, otherwise I will be expelled from school..."

She was very scared and her whole body was shaking.

The man leading the team took out a student ID card from the schoolbag behind her. After looking at it, he nodded and said, "Okay, this child is still too young. There should be no problem. Let her go out! Others Cuff them all and take them back for interrogation."

"Okay, little girl, you can go!" The police officer pointed to the door, indicating that she could go out.

She bowed deeply to the two of them, lowered her head and pulled the strap of her schoolbag, and walked towards the door.

As the door got closer and closer, a strange sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth in her long hair.

"Dignified Night Owl, do you still like to play nice? This outfit is really cute!"

Just as her hand was about to touch the doorknob, a sneer came from the surveillance camera overhead.

"What? Night Owl?"