Actually, it wasn’t Ma Bin who said it, but during a chat, Ma Bin recomnded him a fortune-telling website, which was said to be quite accurate.
For those involved in gangs, it’s quite normal to have your fortune told when free.
Hou Wendong, while lying in the hospital for a few days, had nothing else to do and decided to try the site.
The site had an input box in the middle; you just enter your na and date of birth, and it automatically calculates the result. Next to it, it labeled "Big Data Scientific Fortune-telling, 98.7% Accuracy."
It seed much more professional than those fortune tellers you see out there.
Hou Wendong had his fortune told and glanced at it briefly, not taking it seriously at the ti.
However, at this mont, the results from that day vividly resurfaced in his mind.
[Hou Wendong (Misfortune)]: The hexagram hangs between Kan and Gen, misfortune lingers and won’t disperse, disasters befall endlessly.
[Explanation]:
Heaven warns, ominous star fate, everything goes poorly recently, like walking on thin ice, underhanded attacks, entangled in disputes, and even a bloody disaster looming between brows.
This signifies an unfavorable year, plagued with bad luck.
If you want to break this misfortune, it’s suggested:
et fire and misfortune, shrouded in gloom, need to leverage the movent of the Red Luan Star to break the curse with joy!!!
(ps: Appeared in Chapter 273 on the fortune-telling website.)
Hou Wendong tossed aside the cigarette in his hand, the more he recalled this hexagram, the more it seed each line was about him.
"Better believe it exists than believe it doesn’t. After all, if a misfortune strikes thrice, I might truly die!"
Hou Wendong felt a chill in his heart, continuing to ponder:
"Maybe on my way ho later, I can get a bowl of noodles?"
Since being rescued from kidnapping, Li Xiuyan was released, but he harbored resentnt towards it, and hadn’t gone back to that noodle shop.
Now, Hou Wendong’s grudge softened, he started to miss that richly flavored noodle soup.
While Hou Wendong was contemplating love matters, Li Shang over there made a discovery.
"The blast point should be from here, hmm, the sofa was initially in this position!"
Li Shang’s "Detective" skills weren’t entirely useless, he still had so sharp abilities.
He pointed to the area near the door and said:
"The explosion ignited from here, lifting the sofa into the air, causing it to crash over there. Hence, the bomb was very likely hidden in the sofa from the beginning!"
Li Shang paced back and forth on the ground, but the oddity was he couldn’t find any bomb debris post searching the sofa, except he dug out two burned and curled playing cards.
"Club 4, Heart 4?"
Li Shang fiddled with the two playing cards, no matter how imaginative, couldn’t link four fours to a bomb.
"The bomb should have tal fragnts, a detonator, gunpowder residue..."
Li Shang tossed the playing cards onto the ground casually, his voice tightened, like he saw a ghost,
"All evaporated?"
With a real detective, this explosion case might’ve beco unsolvable, impossible to crack.
But Li Shang quickly adjusted his thinking, pondering:
"Let the bomb explode as it likes, as long as I can find the culprit!"
Li Shang’s gaze unconsciously swept towards the doorway to Feng Mu:
"Who all entered and exited the scene after the explosion?"
Feng Mu thought briefly before answering:
"My senior brother Li Bashan broke the window and ca through, I asked him at the hospital, he saw the two Prison Chiefs when he entered.
The two Prison Chiefs were likely in the building at the ti, rushed in at the first sound of the explosion, and after that....."
Feng Mu thought and added:
"After that, my fifth brother Gong Qi took the unconscious Shi Wuming from the corridor to the hospital, but he didn’t enter the room and instructed the Prison Guards behind to seal the scene."
Li Shang’s brow furrowed tighter and tighter, his fingers absentmindedly stroking the Small Yellow Croaker in his pocket.
Good fellow, half of those who hurried to the scene are your brothers. Seems like Second Prison’s na isn’t Money but Feng, right?!!
Li Shang suddenly recalled, when Feng Mu visited his ho, he saw two tall and slender figures at the door emitting dangerous vibes.
"Cough....."
Li Shang coughed, suppressing so inappropriate suspicions.
The most important thing between friends is trust, isn’t it?
Li Shang’s pupils suddenly contracted:
"It can’t be Feng Mu, nor his brothers, then it must be..."
He imdiately bent over to inspect the ground traces, the wall dust thrown up by the explosion, so footprints were faintly visible - a ssy set by the window, two sets of parallel impressions at the door.
"What were the two Prison Chiefs doing at the ti?"
Li Shang’s voice unknowingly rose, Hou Wendong heard it from the corridor and approached.
Feng Mu calmly took out his phone, dialed Li Bashan’s number under everyone’s watch, and opened the speaker, repeating Li Shang’s question into the phone.
A sound of large bites was heard from the other end, just from the sound, Li Shang could imagine a giant hungrily eating from a bucket.
Crunch—— crunch——
Must be chewing bones, a slight touch of the teeth, the bone crumbled into bits and was swallowed.
As for precisely what kind of bone it was, Li Shang was unwilling to speculate.
"The two of them were squatting by the sofa area, didn’t see precisely what they were doing."
The muffled voice amplified through the speaker, like rumbling thunder, made one’s eardrums buzz.
"By the way, they both had ash on their hands."
After saying this, the sound returned to constant chewing.
Then, a cheerful female voice was heard:
"Little Brother, I saw you on TV, Gong Qi told the Second Prison is very interesting, when will you take there to play!"
Despite the voice being sowhat coy and soft, but..... Li Shang still keenly caught the "nutty" attributes between the lines.
"Turns out, not only are your brothers in the Second Prison, your sisters are outside, and from the sound, she’s no easy one."
Li Shang secretly rejoiced in his heart for not having made any suspicious moves towards his friend.
Feng Mu glanced at Li Shang, inquiring with his eyes if he had further questions, Li Shang responded with a polite smile.
Feng Mu then switched off the speaker, gently speaking into the phone:
"Little Sister, I’m a bit busy here, I’ll get back to you once I’m done."
After speaking, without waiting for a response, Feng Mu decisively hung up.
On the other end of the call.
With her hair styled in little horn braids, Hong Ya pouted, saying to Li Bashan:
"Senior Brother, Little Brother has changed; he’s hanging up on now."
She tugged at Li Bashan’s sleeve, shaking like a fluffed-up little fox.
Li Bashan gently pressed his big hand down, covering the girl’s entire head.
"He has outsiders around." He murmured in his deep voice, while continuing to eat.
Hong Ya humd, her eyes spinning, showing a playful smile to Li Bashan:
"Senior Brother, I don’t want to sit around every day, I want to go to Second Prison."
Li Bashan, while eating, responded:
"You’re a girl, can’t enter Second Prison."
Hong Ya suddenly let go of his sleeve, hugging the wooden rice bucket thicker than her waist: "I don’t care!"
She used all her might to pull backward, her face turning red:
"If you don’t help enter Second Prison, I won’t bring you food anymore, and today’s al you’ll have to return to , hmm."
The wooden bucket stayed still, Li Bashan, seeing Hong Ya’s two little braids swinging forcefully behind her, had to speed up his eating.
Hong Ya finally grabbed back the empty bucket, pouting:
"Senior Brother, recently I learned how to cook, Aunt Wei praised for cooking well, if you get into Second Prison, I can cook for you and Little Brother in there."
Li Bashan was caught at his Achilles’ heel, speechless.
Hong Ya showed a smile like a little fox:
"Bringing food daily doesn’t compare to freshly cooked als, it slls absolutely amazing!"
Li Bashan suffered a fatal blow, showing unprecedented deep contemplation upon his face....
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