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 the people, one It’s too dark for more than 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 the fortune-telling scene in the past, they really had to bring people back to the institute. While hesitating, I saw a sudden 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 Lin Qingyin's content clearly, the suspended heart fell halfway. The little master was actually telling a story to everyone. In the story, the people who came to see the lively people teased back and forth, one by one, as excited as listening to a single crosstalk.

Lin Qingyin didn't 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 gone to the world experience and know that she likes to listen to something new, so she tells her fun and interesting things. If it really speaks, Lin Qingyin can speak for decades without duplicate samples.

Lin Qingyin said emotionally and suddenly when the most exciting moment came to an abrupt halt, 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 dumbfounded old Huang over and asked him with a smile: "When did storytelling also spread feudal superstition? You explain it to me! You are a false police!"

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

"It's a true fortune-telling story. 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 is collected, I have seen 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 saw you cheated and 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 am a person of identity! Do you know that you are slanderous?"

"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 bumped into you here!"

Lao Huang looked at the person in front of him with a daze and recognized it with a stunned look. This man had seen Feng Shui in him 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 want to 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 out of luck. There was a disaster of blood and light, and I was dragged to the studio where he opened the abacus. 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 the feng shui 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 want. How can you engage in fraud?"

"Isn't it scam? I wasn't allowed to buy a bunch of useless things!" Lao Huang pulled out a string of five emperor money out of his 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 money of the Five Emperors. Because of its good appearance, it asked for a higher price. As a result, I met a knowledgeable person two days ago, and others 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 help crying: "Aunt, the counterfeit currency is said to be RMB, it has nothing to do with ancient money!"

Aunt Li curled her lips in disappointment, and squeezed her eyes hard at 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 is 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 pretty good. 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 that he tried to save his innocence: "I am a comrade of the police, but a director of the Zhouyi Association of Qi City. I am very familiar with Zhouyi's calculations. It is definitely not a liar." He saw Lin in the panic. The voiceless old **** was sitting on the yellow grass, and suddenly seemed to have found a venting object: "She is a liar, she is fooling 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 unhappy, and stood up and faced Lao Huangwei, who said: "Who are you talking about? The eyes are not good enough to pull 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, pushing the meat on Lao Huang's body while he was not paying attention, and then twisted it hard. The painful Lao Huanglian backed away. However, there were many people behind him. Some kicked him, some pushed him, and some pinched the flesh on his arm. He almost made 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, please 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 soft at all, and they almost took off their high heels and knocked on his head.

Lao Huang was forced to retreat again and again, almost fell on Zhang Dahe, Zhang Dahe's five big and three rough holding his collar and slipped up: "Sample, dare to deceive you Zhang Ye me, if not big..." Zhang Dahe, who was almost missing, glared at Lao Huang, and he used him fiercely on the ground: "I won't sit under your prison and put me on your last name!"

Lao Huang's **** was 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 can at most spread feudal superstitions! The most detention, not enough sentence!"

Chen Lele reached out and pulled Lao Huang up, and said angrily: "It's detention is a sentence that depends on the result 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 man was punished twice, and then he adjusted himself in. He was scared to say anything, and was planning to sneak away while being 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 giving her a good 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 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 don’t fine money for my surrender?"

"Okay, let's go back to the office and 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: "Both of these are fortune-telling. 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 to be safer, so that we will not make the master embarrassed by sending the police again and again."

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

Chen Lele looked around and saw that the little master was very good at telling the story that was not finished just now, and the other people's minds were not paid attention to in the story. Then he asked in a small 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 two-page copy and 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 Shuai, who was running in a gray face. Seeing Yang Dashuai's messy hair, his shirt black and white can't see the color, and he walked staggering. 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 a little master to calculate the hexagram!" 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 feudal superstitions. What about the transcript."

Little master?

Yang Shuai looked at Lin Qingyin and looked 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 with you?