Holding the teacup and drinking down the tea, Qi Hu looked at Xue Chen with admiration. Although he didn't know how Xue Chen did it, he only knew one thing. A major crisis had passed, because Xue Chen,
His economic losses have been reduced to a minimum, and he has at least recovered hundreds or even tens of millions of losses. This is enough!
As for Xue Chen, facing the three people's continuous questions, he just drank tea leisurely and smiled without saying a word, because he really couldn't think of a good reason to cover up the past.
In my desperation just now, I just wanted to save the person. I didn't want to see such a young life disappear in front of me, but I didn't have time to carefully consider how to deal with it afterwards.
"If I said I could really communicate with ghosts, would you believe me?" Xue Chen held the teacup, looked at the three of them with a smile, and said.
"I believe!"
"impossible!"
Qi Hu believed it, but Lin Xirong did not.
Xu Deji scratched his head and said: "Brother Chen, whatever you say is what it is, I believe what you say."
Xue Chen spread his hands and said, "If you believe it, just continue to believe it. If you don't believe it, there's nothing you can do." Since the explanation is unclear, I won't explain it at all.
At the same time, the young man who wanted to commit suicide was also taken to a conference room in the urban bureau. Two older police officers were about to start criticizing and educating them, but before they could speak, the young man said that he was going to beat him up.
Telephone.
When the young man was making a phone call, one of the police officers said dissatisfiedly: "Today's young people are really ignorant. They will commit suicide if they encounter any setbacks."
"Yes, we need to educate ourselves well." Another policeman agreed and nodded.
Not long after, the young man finished his phone call, came back and sat in front of the two policemen again, looking very calm.
One of the two police officers took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and was about to start the necessary criticism and education. But before he could speak, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a deputy director of the branch walked in.
He came to the three of them, nodded to the young man, and said, "You can go."
The young man stood up without saying anything. The deputy director asked again: "Can I give you a ride in my car?"
"Thank you, no need." The young man said calmly and left the conference room without looking back.
The two policemen stood up in surprise, and their eyes shifted from the young man's disappearing figure to the deputy chief.
The deputy director watched the young man leave, turned to the two police officers and said, "Okay, let's just forget about this and pretend it never happened."
One of the police officers seemed to have a good relationship with the deputy director and asked hesitantly: "Deputy director, this young man?"
"Don't ask me. I don't know. The superior wants to release him. Why should I ask so many questions? That's it." The deputy director turned around and left the conference room.
"Xue Chen, wait for me."
When Xue Chen walked out of the splendid revolving door, Lin Xirong followed closely with her long legs wrapped in cyan slim jeans.
Xue Chen turned around helplessly and looked at Lin Xirong, smiling bitterly and saying: "I said I can talk to ghosts, but you don't believe it, so what do you want me to say?"
His theory of being able to talk to ghosts means being able to channel spirits. Qi Hu is rarely confused and selectively believes it. It doesn't matter whether it is true or false. However, Lin Xirong may be a reporter because of his professional habits and likes everything he encounters.
Get to the bottom of it, explore the truth, and keep asking.
"Xue Chen, you said you can be psychic? How do you expect me to believe it?" Lin Xirong stood in front of Xue Chen with a hot figure, her eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were full of curiosity and inquiry.
Xue Chen thought to himself that if you don’t believe in psychics, then it’s even less likely that you would believe in mind-reading. At least psychics are somewhat reliable and credible in the minds of many people in modern times.
"Life is rarely confused. Why do we have to make everything clear? Just think that I am a psychic. The most important thing is not to save people?" Xue Chen said with a wry smile.
When Lin Xirong saw what Xue Chen said, she was silent for more than ten seconds. She looked up and nodded, with a soft smile on her lips: "Seeing that you are so embarrassed, okay, I won't embarrass you anymore, just believe it."
You will become psychic."
Seeing that the trick was finally over, Xue Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
But before she took a breath, she heard Lin Xirong say: "But since you can channel spirits, how about you help me channel it once? I miss my deceased grandma very much and want to talk to her."
Fainted! No wonder he gave up so quickly and didn’t continue to dig deeper. It turned out that he was digging a hole here and waiting.
Seeing the sly glint in Lin Xirong's eyes, Xue Chen coughed lightly and refused straightforwardly: "No."
"Why?" Lin Xirong pursed her lips, her eyes burning.
"Because... because channeling consumes a person's yang energy and is very bad for the body. It must not be shown easily unless necessary. You see, I have never shown it in front of people in the past. It is for this reason. If it were not for saving people today,
People, I won’t show it in front of others.”
After Xue Chen finished speaking in one breath, he secretly thought to himself that as the saying goes, a lie requires a hundred lies to cover up, and I won’t lie to you sincerely. But obviously this rhetoric still played a big role. Lin Xirong was very worried when she heard that it was not good for her health.
The difficulty lies in asking for a demonstration.
Just when Xue Chen felt that she would give up, Lin Xirong did not expect that Lin Xirong had no such intention. After pausing for a few seconds, she grasped the key point in the words and asked thoughtfully: "Xue Chen, consume Yang Qi? But?
What is Yang Qi..."
Xue Chen felt a headache. If it were another person, he would definitely ignore it and choose to ignore it. However, he had seen Lin Xirong's stubborn character. In order to interview him, he sat in a chair and waited for three hours while he was sleeping.
Moreover, Lin Xirong helped him covertly promote Excellent Antique Shop in newspapers many times, and asked her friends at Yang'an TV Station to report on embroidered shoes, which brought a certain fame to both of his antique shops. The two have known each other for so long, and he
It's hard to ignore either.
With his mind spinning, Xue Chen had no choice but to continue making up a lie: "Yang Qi is the masculinity of a man..."
For nearly half an hour, Xue Chen's mouth was dry and his throat was almost hoarse, and he finally managed to fool Lin Xirong away.
But what Xue Chen didn't expect was that what happened in Jinjinghuanghuang spread within a certain range of Hai City. It spread from ten to ten, and more and more people heard about it.
Unfortunately, a good person took a video with his mobile phone at the scene. It was the process of Xue Chen rescuing the young man with words, and posted it online. Although the video posted online lasted about three hours.
It was inexplicably removed from the shelves and deleted, but many people still played it and watched it.
Fortunately, because the scene was quite chaotic at the time, and the people taking the photos were far away, the photos taken with the mobile phone were very blurry, and neither Xue Chen’s face nor the appearance of the young man who was rescued could be clearly captured.
The seemingly feudal culture of Feng Shui, fortune telling, and psychics still exists in modern society because many people still believe in it, including many powerful people in the upper class.
Although most people don't know who Xue Chen is in the video, they all know that the incident happened in a magnificent place, and Qi Hu's figure clearly appeared in the video. This caused Qi Hu's mobile phone to become busy.
Some friends around me are asking about it themselves or helping others find out about psychics and saving lives, hoping to find out whether there are really capable people who can channel psychics.
Qi Hu felt a headache because he had specifically asked Xue Chen and knew that Xue Chen didn't want this matter to become a big deal and he didn't want everyone to know about the channeling, but many people who called him couldn't
If you are easily offended, you can only try to deal with it.
Strangers cannot tell that it is Xue Chen in the video, but people who are familiar with Xue Chen can identify him through his clothing and voice even without looking at his face.
Fatty Wang also called immediately and said excitedly: "Old Xue, have you started playing cross-border again?"
"What do you mean by cross-border?" Xue Chen was confused.
"Weren't you still in the Feng Shui circle a while ago? Why are you starting to play psychics again? Aren't these two circles, commonly known as cross-border?" Wang Dong said with a smile.
Xue Chen laughed and said, "You have a rich vocabulary."
"By the way, when I watched that video for the first time, I wasn't sure it was Lao Xue, but when I wanted to watch it a second time, I couldn't find the video. Everything online had been deleted, even the related ones.
I can't find any news, did you find someone to do it?" Wang Dong asked curiously.
"It's not me. I don't even know how the video you mentioned was made by me." Xue Chen said truthfully.
"That's strange. Who could have done this? It would be quite powerful to completely block this matter online." Wang Dong said thoughtfully.
Could it be him? In Xue Chen's mind, the young face with pain and tears on his face appeared. Apart from himself, he seemed to be the only one who had a reason to do this.
Just as he was thinking about this matter, Wang Dong suddenly said mysteriously: "Old Xue, tell me the truth, can you really be a psychic? I've seen the video. You are really amazing. How can you tell me the truth?"
The stupid boy who wanted to jump off the building was so fooled that even I didn't understand how you did it."
Seeing that Wang Dong also came to ask about this matter, Xue Chen was a little speechless, and there was no need to be polite to Fatty Wang. He said straightforwardly: "It's all up to you whether you believe it or not. You can believe it or not."
On the same day, Xue Chen suddenly received a call from Hu Nanming. Looking at the caller ID on the phone, Xue Chen secretly thought to himself that he had just been to Yang'an to see Hao Shengsheng a few days ago. Why did he suddenly call? It shouldn't be
Is it also related to the incident of jumping off a building?
When the phone was picked up and the two exchanged simple greetings, Hu Nanming asked seriously: "Xue Chen, the one in the online video should be you. Are you really psychic?"
Hearing this, Xue Chen could only smile bitterly. (To be continued)