The three-kilometer mountain road was rugged and it took her ten minutes to climb up. When she opened the door of the cellar, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen curling up there showed up. He looked pale and there was dried blood on the back of his head.
The woman hugged him and cried bitterly. I silently reminded her, "The ambulance can't come up. Hurry and take him down. There are only ten minutes left."
A middle-aged man who came from behind rushed over immediately after seeing his son, with his eyes bloodshot, "Son, what happened to you? This is the cellar of Tom Lee's family. Tom Lee, you bastard, I will kill you!"
After seeing the child found and successfully sent to the ambulance, I sent the payment code from the backend and said, "Remember to pay me the money. You can never owe money to a fortune teller. This is the rule passed down by our ancestors."
The Louis Family wiped away her tears, her hands shaking with excitement, "Thank you, Master. Thank you."
She quickly transferred the money to me and then hung up. I guess she went to Tom Lee.
The comment section went silent, and the “Get out of the entertainment business” messages that were flooding the screen have disappeared.
"Master, I kowtow to you. Please tell me when I will become rich."
"With a loud noise in the sky, your old slave made a brilliant appearance. Master, look at me!"
"There is no need to be a loud noise in the sky, because your old slave, me, has my own speakers."
"I don't need any speakers. I'll do it myself."
Before I could reply, a prompt popped up on the screen.
"Friendly reminder: Your live broadcast involves superstition and feudalism, and your account will be banned for 240 hours."
The live broadcast was blocked instantly.
I touched the bank card in my pocket. Hmm, three thousand, a huge sum of money.
2
The next morning, I was awakened by a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw two policemen.
I was stunned for a moment. "Oh my god, this is a closed area and you dare to enter. You are so brave."
They took out their IDs and said, "Ms. Waston, there is an interprovincial case that requires your cooperation in the investigation."
I figured it out. It must result from what happened last night.
When I arrived at the police station, a group of people questioned me and it seemed that they treated me as a criminal suspect.
But there was no evidence at all, so they had to let me go.