Fortune Teller Master

Chen Lele stretched out his hand and pulled Old Huang up, then angrily said: “The detention is determined after getting the results of the investigation. You should go back with us for investigation first.”

Li Kang, who had been in an ignorant state, just watched Old Huang’s put himself in trouble for two to three times. He was scared so he didn’t dare to say anything. He was about to sneak away while everyone was busy, but he was stopped by a woman: “Oh, where do you want to go, Master Li?”

When Li Kang saw the woman’s face, his face turned green. Last week he gave this woman fortune-telling and asked 500 yuan in the name of changing her fortune.

Li Kang touched his pocket. He has 300 yuan at most, but it was still not enough. The woman sneered when she saw his movements. She turned her head to call the police, but Li Kang rushed over first: “Comrade Police, I set up a stall again last week, but I swear that I just gave her a good idea and then close the stall! Can I just be detained without fines for surrendering?”

“Okay, let’s go back to the station and make a record.” Chen Lele gave a wink and motioned to Chen Yao to lead the people back to the police station first. When the few people were far away, he beckoned and called Fatty Wang aside and said: “These two are fortune-tellers. I think the Little Master has recently become famous and has caused jealousy in others. It’s best to let the Little Master change to a private place to be safe. And also, so that we, the police don’t need to embarrassed the Little Master again and again.”

Fatty Wang knew that Chen Lele was kindly reminding him, so he said: “The place is already being cleaned. The Little Master has already figured out this matter today, so she only read the fortune of the three customers and then told a story.”

Chen Lele turned his head and glanced, and saw that the Little Master continued telling the story that she didn’t finish just now. The people no longer pay attention to them and just listened to the story. So he said in a low voice: “How many customers are still there before my turn?”

Fatty Wang took out his phone, flipped through it, and found Chen Lele’s name: “There are still 15 people in total. It is estimated that it will be your turn next Sunday. Don’t worry, I will notify you in advance.”

Chen Lele made a “v” sign and distributed the pamphlet “Believe in Science, Stay Away from Superstition” that he had brought to the people present. Lin Qingyin also took a copy and turned over two pages, then said seriously: “The writing is very good, I will read it to everyone later, so as not to be fooled by liars.”

Just after Chen Lele gave the pamphlet away, he turned around and ran into disgraced Yang Dashuai. Seeing Yang Dashuai’s messy hair, dirty clothing, and walking staggering, Chen Lele quickly reached out to help him: “Comrade, do you need help?”

Yang Dashuai pointed his finger to Lin Qingyin, who was sitting on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, “I’m looking for her.”

“Oh, you’re looking for the Little Master to ask for divination!” Chen Lele let go of Yang Dashuai and said goodbye to Fatty Wang: “Okay, you busy yourself. I also have to go back and help those two fortune-tellers spreading superstitious activity to make a statement.”

Little Master?

Yang Dashuai looked at Lin Qingyin and then at Chen Lele and felt a little dazed: Comrade Police, isn’t the Little Master also engaging in a superstitious activity, why aren’t you taking her away?