Before leaving, I was stopped and taken to the chief's office.
The director tried hard to squeeze out space for eyes on his chubby face, probably because he wanted to stare at me sharply, but in the end, even his eyes couldn't be seen, so he had to give up.
"I heard you are a fortune-teller?"
I took out the Olympus brand and slapped it, "Fortune-tellers from Olympus do have something. No lies, and no charge for inaccuracy."
"We need your help."
"Three thousand each time."
The flesh on Chief Bailey's face trembled like water ripples, "It's a cooperation between the police and a citizen."
I sighed, "It's not personal. Fortune-telling is about prying into the secrets of heaven. You have to pay to cut off our connection, otherwise you will be unlucky."
He hesitated for a moment and took out a few photos. "We recently solved a murder case. The suspect has been caught, but the clues are incomplete and the victim's body has not been found."
"If we can't find the body, we can't convict. Here's a photo of the victim. What can you tell?"
I looked at the photo. The death air was solid.
I took out the copper coins and tortoise shell I had brought, and counted on my fingers in a mysterious manner. Suddenly I opened my eyes and said, "No. 666, Impera Garden."
Director Bailey's face turned green. He walked around in the office and slammed the table, "Are you sure?"
I tilted my head back. "I'm absolutely sure. Ten out of ten."
No kidding. My integrity could be challenged, but fortune-telling ability could not. Because that’s what I do to make a living.
He touched his bald head and said, "Let's go take a look first."
When I got there, I realized why his face had been so green.
Well, it was a high-end game.
Impera Garden, villa area.
The people living there were either retired military officers or business tycoons. No. 666 was actually where a veteran lived.
Director Bailey looked at me with suspicion.
"That murderer was a loser. How could he dump the body here? Let's go back."
I stopped him and stroked my chin, "Who told you it was in the house? It was in the sewer."
He slapped his forehead, "I am going to get killed by you."
He called a bunch of people, and they pretended to be pipe cleaners and come to clean the sewer.
During the period, many people were watching.
When I was directing them to the specific location, my arm was grabbed. I turned around, saw an arrogant face.