Fortune Teller Master

After turning around, Lao Huang saw a group of people still sitting there, his excited eyes were red, and pointed to Lin Qingyin in the middle: "Comrade police, that little girl spread feudal superstitions, she counts people, one It’s too dark for a thousand dollars!"

Both Chen Lele and Zhu Yao were a little puzzled when they saw this. Little masters wouldn't be able to figure out such a thing, why didn't they leave quickly?If they had actually encountered a fortune-telling scene in the past, they really had to bring people back to the institute.While hesitating, I saw a burst of laughter from the crowd, and then someone shouted excitedly: "But it's too funny, then?"

The two glanced at each other and hurried over there. After hearing what Lin Qingyin said, only half of the dangling heart fell-the little master was actually telling a story to everyone. In the story, the people who came to see the lively people made a lot of excitement, and each one was as excited as listening to a single crosstalk.

Lin Qingyin did not seem to find the same four people, and continued to tell his story slowly.She didn't go out and practiced in her previous life, but there are many disciples who have practiced in the world, knowing that she likes to listen to something new, and tells her fun and interesting things.If it really speaks, Lin Qingyin can speak for decades without any duplicates.

Lin Qingyin's emotional and eloquent talk about the most exciting moment suddenly stopped suddenly, sitting cross-legged on the ground and smiling at Chen Lele and Zhu Yao: "What's the matter?"

Chen Lele reached out and brought the stunned old Huang over and asked him with a smile: "When did storytelling also spread feudal superstitions? You explain to me! You are a false police!"

Lao Huang couldn't make it clear this time, and his anxious hands made a direct gesture: "No, she counts, she just counted!"

"It's a fortune-telling story, right. Who stipulated that the story should be limited to the subject matter?" Chen Lele gave him a white glance and turned his head to ask the dozens of people sitting next to Lin Qingyin: "What are you doing here?"

Everyone replied in unison: "Listen to the story!"

"Did you just see that someone is counting here?"

"did not see it!"

Lao Huang was crying, looking for the mother and daughter who didn't find the fortune-teller just now, and jumped anxiously: "You all protect her, she was here fortune-telling just now, all the money was collected, I saw it all!"

"What did you see? What did you see?" Aunt Li, a loyal fan of Lin Qingyin, stood up and sprayed Lao Huang with a spit on his face: "I still saw you cheated? Who wouldn't say that!"

The old Huang was embarrassed and took two steps back, pointing at Aunt Lin and cursing: "You old lady can't open your mouth and talk nonsense, but I'm a person of identity! Do you know that you are slander?"

"I have an identity? Why don't I know that the liar also has an identity?" A crowd of forties suddenly stood up in the crowd; came out with a sneer: "Master Huang, I haven't had time to find your account yet. I ran into you here!"

Lao Huang looked at the person in front of him with a daze and recognized it for a moment. This person had seen Feng Shui last month and invited some Feng Shui instruments to go back. That was the biggest one in the past few months. A business.

"Comrade police, my name is Zhang Dahe, and I will report this person's fraud in real name!" Zhang Dahe pointed at Lao Huang and said: "I met this so-called Master Huang last month when I went to see the teacher. He said I was in luck. There was a disaster of blood and light, and I was dragged to the studio where he opened to calculate the Gua. Finally, it was said that there was a problem with my Feng Shui, so I spent more than 1,800 yuan to buy a bunch of Feng Shui instruments, plus he showed Feng Shui to the Gua The money demanded me three thousand dollars!"

Lao Huang looked at the two policemen next to him with a bad face, and quickly waved his hand to explain: "Mr. Zhang, you can't spit on people. We are obviously a deal you like and how, how can you be involved in fraud?"

"Isn't it a scam? I wasn't allowed to buy a bunch of useless things!" Lao Huang pulled out a string of five emperor money out of the bag and handed it to Chen Lele: "Comrade police, you see, this is what he made One of the magic instruments I asked for was the five emperors money, because the good appearance was too good, so the price was higher. As a result, I met a knowledgeable person two days ago, and people saw it at a glance, saying it was counterfeit, even ten. No money is worth it!"

The excitement that Aunt Li listened to was broken: "Xiao Chen, is it a felony to forge counterfeit currency? Sentence him severely!"

Chen Lele couldn't laugh or cry: "Aunt, the counterfeit currency is said to be RMB, and it has nothing to do with ancient money!"

Aunt Li curled her lips in disbelief, struggling to squeeze her eyes towards Zhang Dahe, beckoning him to think about what the shameless man had done!Even if these two cheeky things are jealous of the little master, they dare to come and smash the scene. No wonder the little master said that he committed a villain today, and co-authoring these two unlucky things.

Zhang Dahe received a suggestion from his eyes and really remembered one: "Comrade police, his house of hexagrams was opened in the community. I have no business license after reading it. Is it illegal operation?"

Lao Huang is almost crying. I have a room that is not bad. How to do business license for this thing!

Chen Lele patted Lao Huang's shoulder with a smile: "Huang Youde, report the spread of feudal superstition here, but people just tell stories with abacus, you are a false alarm. In addition, he must report back to us about your fraud. The police station assists in the investigation, and make a note with us first!"

Old Huang suddenly panicked, and quickly explained to try to save his innocence: "I am a comrade of the police, but a director of the Zhouyi Association in Qicheng. I know that Zhouyi is a wise man and he is definitely not a liar." He saw Lin in the panic. The voiceless old god was sitting on the yellow grass, and suddenly seemed to have found a venting object: "She is a liar, she fooled these older people to believe her crooked ways."

Before waiting for Chen Lele to speak with Zhu Yao, a few women in their thirties were unwilling to stand up and faced Lao Huangwei with their heads covered: "Who are you talking about? The eyes are not good enough to pick you out. Believe it or not?"

"If you don't speak human words, it's not a good thing to look at, red eyes, you!"

"Just like this, it's not a serious person to say that I belong to the Zhouyi Association? Hey, isn't your association an illegal organization? Not certified by the government!"

As they said, they reached out and pushed, taking advantage of people's inattentiveness and pulling the flesh of Lao Huang's body, twisting it hard, and the painful Lao Huanglian backed away.But there were also many people behind him. Some kicked him, some pushed him, and some pinched the flesh on his arm. He almost drove Lao Huang crazy.

"Comrade police, you see them beating people!"

Zhu Yao was asking about Zhang Dahe's deception, and Wen Yan raised his head and flirted and asked, "If you have something to say, don't do it!"

"Know comrade police! We will never do it!" Several women agreed loudly, but when it was time to start, they weren't weak at all, and they almost took off their high heels and knocked on his head.

Lao Huang was forced to retreat again and again, and almost fell on Zhang Dahe. Zhang Dahe lifted his collar by the five majors and three roughs: "Sample, dare to lie to you, Master Zhang, if it's not big..." Zhang Dahe, who was almost missing, glared at Lao Huang, and he used him fiercely on the ground: "I will not sit under your prison and put me on your last name!"

Lao Huang's buttocks were almost broken into eight petals. He didn't know whether to cover his nose or buttocks.

Zhang Dahe squatted very politely and stabbed him in the head: "Aren't you still holding a thick book to show me how many customers you have in recent years? Is that all evidence of your fraud?"

"I haven't scammed!" Lao Huang shook his hands helplessly to explain himself to tears and tears: "I am at best spreading feudal superstitions! The most detention, not enough sentence!"

Chen Lele reached out and pulled Lao Huang up, and said angrily: "It is detention to be sentenced to look at the results of the investigation. You go back with us to be investigated first."

Li Kang, who had always been in a state of coercion, saw that the old Huang made two inroads and put himself in. He was so scared that he did not dare to say anything, and was planning to sneak away while chaotic, he was stopped by a woman The way to go: "Hehe, where is the master?"

As soon as Li Kang saw her face was green, she had fortune-telling the woman last week and asked for 500 yuan in the name of changing her luck.

Li Kang touched his pocket, and when he was full, there were only three hundred left, which was not enough to repay the money.The woman sneered when she turned her head and just wanted to call the police. Li Kang first stepped forward: "Comrade police, I put up a guava again last week, but I swear I would only give her a quiz and close it! Look at Can I just detain and not fine money for my surrender?"

"Okay, let's go back to the office to make a note." Chen Lele made a wink to signal that Chen Yao would lead the person back to the police station first, and when those few people left, he beckoned Wang Fatty to the side and whispered to him: "These two are counted as hexagrams. I think the little master has recently become famous and has caused red eye disease. It is better to let the little master change to a private place. It is safer, so that we will not make the master embarrassed.

Wang Fatzi knew that Chen Lele was kindly reminding, and quickly said: "The place has been packed up. Today, the little master has long been counted out, so only three in the morning, and I am stuck and told a story."

Chen Lele looked around and saw that the little master was very good at telling the story that was just finished, and the other people's minds were not paid attention to in the story. Then he asked in a low voice: "How many numbers are there now? How many times will it be my turn?"

Fatty Wang took out his phone and turned it over, and found Chen Lele's name: "There are fifteen people in front of you. It is estimated that it will be your turn next Sunday. Rest assured, I will inform you in advance."

Chen Lele gave a "v" gesture and sent the booklet "Believing in Science, Staying away from Superstition" to the people present. Lin Qingyin also took a copy and read two pages, a serious comment. : "Writing is very good, I will read it to everyone in a moment, so as not to become a liar."

After Chen Lele had just asked him, he ran into Yang Dashuai, who was running in a gray face.Seeing Yang Dashuai's hair messy, his shirt black and white can't see the color, and he walked staggered. Chen Lele quickly reached out and helped him: "Hello, do you need our help?"

Yang Dashuai pointed to Lin Qingyin, who was sitting on the ground, and said hoarsely, "I came to her."

"I'm looking for the little master to calculate the Gua!" Chen Lele let go of Yang Dashuai and greeted Wang Fatzi: "Okay, you are busy, I have to go back, I have to do it for the two who spread feudal superstitions. What about the transcript."

Little master?

Yang Shuai looked at Lin Qingyin and looked back at Chen Lele, feeling a little dazed: Comrade policeman, the little master you said is also engaged in superstitious activities, don't you take it away with you?