"I really don't know you, and I swear I didn't pay anyone to spread anything!" Luo Liang was getting a little anxious.
Ever since Wen Yan walked in, the guard shut the door and left, and they turned off all the caras, Luo Liang knew this was definitely not so ordinary person.
His company—if it were just regular financial cris, that wouldn't be too serious.
Even if the audits went over things several tis, they probably wouldn't find any big problems.
But anything unrelated to financial cris, anything involving the not human, that's a huge problem.
The Scorching Sun Departnt isn't like your uncle, all reasonable and legal. If they decide it's you, they won't require evidence the way they would in a normal case.
After all, when it cos to things involving the not human, if you stick to the usual evidence rules, the evidence itself usually ends up with a big question mark over it.
In ordinary cases, like locked-room murders, you can find traces, but if it's related to Different Races, maybe the guy just waltzed through the wall using so Wall Penetration Skill.
"I'm just a little curious—where did you get the thod for burning your own luck?"
As far as I know, all the thods that have been docunted so far are pretty much useless.
My guess is, to actually do it, you must have had so kind of magical object, plus the right thod.
Maybe you even needed a special ti, a special place, to make it all work."
At this point, Wen Yan took out his phone and started searching up Luo Liang's background and past right in front of him.
Data, most of the ti, is useless, but when you really need it, it can be fatal.
"After you took over your current company, you were actually pretty cautious."
Too bad, before that, you were anything but cautious.
Alright, let see where you were before you started making it rich.
Oh, turns out you were in a small town in the south of Central Plains County, and then you moved to County Town.
This whole ti, you never left Central Plains County.
So you must've started burning luck during those three months—no, within that one month.
Luckily, back then, you always carried your phone, and you had that bad habit of never turning off location services.
Oh, look at that—you even installed an app to track your own movents on purpose, nice.
Let check… everything looks normal… Was it the 8th or the 16th of that month?"
By this point, Luo Liang was sweating cold, unable to keep it together anymore.
With Wen Yan's clearance, he could have checked all this already, but even if he did, at the ti he'd have thought it was aningless information.
But after realizing Luo Liang was off, this stuff could be used to pressure him, crack his ntal defenses—it suddenly beca valuable.
After Wen Yan said all that, Luo Liang reached out his hand.
"Wait a second."
"Hm? Did I get sothing wrong?"
There was a hint of unease in Luo Liang's eyes, and he hesitated for a mont.
"Am I really going to die?"
"It's hard for to see clearly; later I can have a specialist take a look.
But from what I know, just the fact you landed here—even got to et at all—ans luck is already turning against you.
Don't look at , I have no idea how to save you.
But, I might be able to ask so of my seniors."
Luo Liang looked like his spine had been pulled out, his back hunched, and he seed to have aged several years in an instant. The spirit was drained right out of him.
Because he felt Wen Yan might really be telling the truth.
Because honestly, it never made sense to him that he'd be locked up sowhere like this—especially when so of the others who got rounded up had already been released, but he was still stuck here.
His trouble was the smallest, to the point where he shouldn't have even been detained—at most a forced correction or a small fine.
"I stumbled onto the world outside of ordinary people, and then, by chance, t a master."
He was like a prophet—not one of those scamrs, he could tell you loads of details.
At first, I didn't believe it either, so I just asked him offhand, 'What's tomorrow's lottery number combination?'
And he just casually told , 'Tomorrow's a special day, and I just happen to rember, it's all sixes.'
I almost burst out laughing, thought he was joking.
Then, the next day, I walked past a lottery shop and saw those six sixes—I was stunned.
I chased after that master, and in the end, he said we had fate, good karma from before.
To be honest, even I don't know what good karma I'd ever done.
He told , on the 16th of that month, go to a mountain outside the city.
There, he changed my fate.
Since that day, my luck really got incredible; everything I did turned out great.
Two huge trucks crashed into each other, but there just happened to be a gap for to slip right through.
After that, not long after, I started making a fortune..."
"Later, you started using your company to pick out the right people and get connected to the world beyond ordinary folks, am I right?"
Luo Liang fell silent for a second, then asked,
"Am I really about to die?"
"When your luck runs dry, you'll choke just drinking water, suffocate on food, or even roll off your bed in your sleep and snap your own neck."
Precisely because Luo Liang had seen it, he was now starting to really believe Wen Yan.
"If I tell you who that person is, can you save ?"
Wen Yan glanced at Luo Liang with a slightly baffled look.
"Why would you say sothing so odd? When did I ever say I ca to you for that?
It's not like I haven't seen freaks with weird luck before—I even killed an evil object that devours people's luck once."
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