Chapter 80 Sir, Do You Want to Read Your Face?

The live broadcast has resumed, but what happened in the short period of time when the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted is still unknown to the outside world.

From the outside world... people can only speculate and make up for the excitement on the field.

"Do you think there was a drama between a man of god and a priest?"

"Nonsense, this is clearly a script arranged by the crew, and the live broadcast was deliberately interrupted. It is clearly a trick left by Mangozi Channel next door to deceive the ratings!"

"..."

In fact, most people still like to watch the excitement... From the first day of the Extraordinary Summit, everyone tried their best to stay at home and watch. Today, some people have organized gatherings outside.

Bars, restaurants, screens in front of the main square, drinking rooms and other extraordinary summit meetings have gradually become like a world football event held every four years... But the difference is that this time people are really serious After reading and discussing, it is not the majority of people who follow the trend and pretend to be a circle of friends without any brain.

The streets were dead quiet at night because of the curfew, but during the day people couldn't hold it in anymore and eventually ran out. Even if they didn't do anything, it was good to brag to their friends.

People are divided into groups.

"Sir, would you like to take a look?"

There was a guy wearing sunglasses, with gray hair, who looked like he had gone through many years of life, but he must be young, setting up a stall in an alley.

The booth is very simple, with a wooden box as a table, a stack of white paper and pencils, a straw mat, and a larger wooden box as tall as a person on it.

There is just two words written on the stall: [Reading fortune tellers].

But it seems that business is not very good, and very few people have noticed it.

When Mr. Jin walked by, he saw a rather greasy man in his thirties besides the gray-haired guy wearing sunglasses who was reading fortune tellers in front of the stall.

"You actually said that I was the one who died young! Peach Blossom... Where did I get the peach blossom? I love my current wife very much! You bastard!"

"Sir, I'm just telling the truth from the book. Don't panic. If there are any problems, we can solve them slowly! Look, I have a talisman here that can attract good luck, avoid bad luck, and can also focus your mind! Five yuan One piece of money, three pieces of ten yuan, if you buy 30 yuan at a time, you will also receive a consecrated copper coin for free! This is an authentic copper coin consecrated by the Longhushan Celestial Master, which can ward off evil spirits!"

"Go away! Liar!"

The greasy middle-aged man in his thirties immediately got up and left with a curse.

"Don't bother me! You haven't paid for the fortune telling yet... ugh!" The fortune teller sighed at this time, "People nowadays... the world is really in decline."

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard, and the fortune teller looked up and saw a man wearing a hat and a (thin) windbreaker on a hot day.

The fortune teller suddenly showed a dog-like smile and said with a smile: "Sir, are you looking for a fortune teller? Are you asking about your future or your marriage? If it doesn't work, you won't get paid!"

Mr. Jin looked at it casually and suddenly asked: "What do you think of this appearance?"

"Palm reading, facial reading, and calligraphy are all fine. If you like it, we can do it that way."

"Let's test the characters." Mr. Jin thought for a while and then sat down. He picked up the pencil and wrote a [circle] character on the white paper. "Just test this."

The fortune teller picked it up and took a look, only to see that his fingers were counting in a formal manner, and his lips were groaning as if silently reciting something. After a while, he said, "What do you want to ask?"

"I don't ask anything, just test this word." Mr. Jin said calmly: "Whatever you can say counts."

The fortune teller thought for a while and said, "Yuan Tong Yuan has the same pronunciation as Yuan Tong Yuan. Maybe you are planning to go to a place related to a garden, or just a garden."

Mr. Jin was expressionless and said calmly: "Continue."

The fortune teller shrugged, and then said: "Comrade Yuan Ye is a member of the staff. This means that you may want to find someone, but you may not be able to find it, because this member is locked tightly by a mouth. So you can’t get in, and this member can’t get out. This means that you are most likely in a state of complete isolation... Sir, are you planning to go to worship?"

Mr. Jin was still unmoved and said, "Test again."

The fortune teller added: "The circle means perfection. When you write this circle, you obviously have some hope in your heart that you can achieve perfection. But at the same time, the circle can also be written to cover up lies and self-justification... This shows that you are expecting something in your heart." Things may just be self-justifying, or... self-deception.”

Mr. Jin frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "What else?"

I saw the fortune teller draw a circle directly on the white paper at this time, and then said: "Did you see this circle? It looks like a moon, right? But if you write circles during the day, how can a full moon appear during the day? Sir, This could just be a mirror image."

"Why can't it be the sun? The sun is also round." Mr. Jin said abruptly.

I saw the fortune teller adding many outward lines outside the circle he drew, and then he said with a smile: "This is called the sun. The one who can shine, heat and illuminate others is the sun. The moon is the introverted one. What is illusory is the moon, what is written in the dark is the moon.”

Mr. Jin was silent for another moment, then suddenly looked at the tall wooden box that the fortune teller placed against the wall, and suddenly asked: "What is in this box?"

"Knives, pots and pans, clothes and shoes, and big steamed buns."

"I want to see."

"That's not okay." The fortune teller shook his head slightly, "I only have this little property."

Mr. Jin suddenly said: "You are not blind."

The fortune teller smiled and said, "Didn't you say that those who wear sunglasses must be blind?"

Mr. Jin remained silent, but slowly stretched out his hand into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something... The fortune teller looked at Mr. Jin motionlessly, and Mr. Jin also stared directly at him.

In the end, Mr. Jin just took out a wallet and asked, "How much does it cost to read a photo?"

"It only costs five yuan to look at the fortune teller." The fortune teller opened his palms directly.

Mr. Jin gave me five yuan, stood up, and said calmly: "You are not sure about the test, so stop lying here and find a serious job. You will never starve to death."

The fortune teller scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm new here and haven't found a job. No wonder I made this decision."

Mr. Jin left without saying anything, but the fortune teller suddenly shouted to stop and threw... something.

Mr. Jin subconsciously took it, opened his palm and saw that it was a talisman folded into a triangle.

"The peace talisman keeps you safe." The fortune teller smiled brightly at this time, "This is really a blessing from the heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, I'm not lying."

"Is this thing useful?" Mr. Jin shook his head: "Isn't it said that this city prohibits all magical powers?"

The fortune teller smiled nonchalantly and said: "In the past, before these gods and monsters appeared, people still went to temples to ask for peace charms? You don't care whether this thing can be used or not, just ask for it. What you are asking for is a talisman." I feel at ease. And my talisman is really blessed by the angels from Longhu Mountain."

"Thanks then." Mr. Jin chuckled, stuffed the peace charm into his pocket, and walked out of the alley.

I only heard the fortune teller behind me continue to shout nonchalantly: "Read fortunes, fortune tellers. You can seek good luck, you can avoid evil, you can plant peach blossoms, you can cut peach blossoms. Authentic peace charms consecrated by Longhushan Celestial Master are on sale. , five yuan a piece...if you pass by, don’t miss it.”

Mr. Jin gradually became unable to hear the next words clearly.

He just walked quickly to the street, and then hailed an open taxi. After getting in the taxi, he said directly to the driver: "Go to Nanfa Temple."

The driver was an experienced driver. At this time, he asked repeatedly: "Boss, are you here to pray for blessings and worship God, or to visit, or to burn paper?"

"What is the problem?"

The old driver said: "Of course there is no problem if you just visit to pray, but if you go to burn paper, you need to bring your own. If you want to buy something that is not provided there, you have to go elsewhere."

Mr. Jin said calmly: "Where can I buy it?"

The old driver pretended to be embarrassed: "As you know in today's world, many shops are closed... But I'll try my best to ask you. I own a shroud shop, so I think they should still be open."

"Then go ahead." Mr. Jin waved his hand and said calmly: "No need to check the clock."

"Yes!"

…

…

On this day, Nan Xiaonan did not go to work as a renter. All she could think about was Sister Xiaonan, a working girl who seemed to want to work as a technician in a certain mansion. Instead, she returned to the police station.

You can't rush things... You have to take your time. Only slow work can produce fine work, right?

In fact, the police station is empty at the moment, and there are not many people around... They have all been sent out to maintain order outside. Since the curfew, the police here have been working overtime.

The kind who really have time to die but no time to get sick.

Only Xiaobao is still working hard to fish and play games.

"Xiaobao, what are you doing with the power cord at the door?"

"I forgot to clean up last night..." Xiaobao smiled at this moment, and then said in surprise: "Miss Nan, why are you back today? Didn't the director say that you took several days of leave? Have you canceled your leave?"

"No, I'm still on vacation." Nan Xiaonan said something casually, then sat back at her desk and said directly: "Xiaobao, go check and see if there is anything we need to use up." Those who apply... don’t come back before noon?”

"...What?" Xiaobao suddenly seemed dumbfounded. What does it mean that he doesn't have to come back before noon?

"There's no need to come back before get off work." Nan Xiaonan added after thinking for a while.

"What the hell... can such a good thing happen?" Xiaobai suddenly trembled and rushed to Nan Xiaonan without saying a word, "Miss Nan, are you sure you are not trying to trick me?"

"Then...shall I go?" Nan Xiaonan blinked.

"I'll go! I'll go right away!"

With that said, Xiaobao packed his bags as fast as he could. He even stuffed his laptop into his backpack and hurriedly ran out of the department. At the end, he turned around and said, "Miss Nan, I love you!" clatter!"

Nan Xiaonan shook his head at this moment... and after Xiaobao was really gone, he used the key to open the bottom drawer of his desk.

She took out a 13-inch laptop and opened it.

In an instant, the screen turned on but there was no boot screen. What appeared was a pair of big eyes and a big mouth.

The fan built into the laptop was buzzing and making noise.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Master, you finally remembered me. I'm about to die from no electricity!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Nan Xiaonan rolled her eyes and directly plugged in a network cable to the laptop, "Get ready to work!"

The moment the network cable was plugged in, the big eyes on the screen instantly opened up...and then the built-in fan started spinning even louder.

"Master, what do you want to do this time?"

"Let me think."

Nan Xiaonan made a cup of coffee, sat back in her seat, and thought about something carefully.

This computer was created by Xingxing in the past and has always been locked in this office. Even after the Forbidden City began, it did not disappear.

Nan Xiaonan speculated that the ban was just to prevent extraordinary creatures from becoming monsters, and not to harm anyone... Xingchuang's life was life, so it was fair that he did not lose his life because of the ban.

Although many star-created creatures are also restricted from many abilities, their inherent abilities before star-created do not seem to have disappeared. Of course, most star-created creatures have no special effects on their own.

However, a laptop computer, because it can think independently and operate automatically, is equivalent to a ready-made hacker.

As for the level of this hacker, it is judged based on the level of his own hardware. Anyway, it is public money, and the notebook has been upgraded before.

Being able to live so fast this time made Mr. Jin and his gang relax their vigilance, largely because of this Xingchuang laptop.

Before she transformed into a working girl, she had already used this Xingchuang laptop to change her information on the citizen system.

According to the information provided by [Daqing Pills], Mr. Jin's group has members who are very good at network technology... So before dispatching, Nan Xiaonan had already made many preparations.

In fact, Nan Xiaonan's guess was correct. Mr. Jin had indeed quietly investigated Nan Xiaonan's personal information. Because the information written in the information basically matched the personality of Nan Xiaonan, a working girl, Mr. Jin finally took back the information installed on the computer. The bug in the second-hand washing machine gave up monitoring the working girl Nan Xiaonan.

"I have a few names here." Nan Xiaonan entered several names into Xingchuang notebook at this time.

Astonishingly, these are all the names of everyone in Mr. Jin’s team.

"For the time being, please search for the things behind these names for me...and eliminate those useless overlapping names." After saying this, Nan Xiaonan thought for a while and then suddenly said: "Also, you can go to [Black Card] Let’s see if we can hack into the backend of this website. I want to know more about the [Black Card] website.”

"Okay!"

The built-in fan was spinning crazily at this time, and pages quickly opened and closed in front of Nan Xiaonan... Nan Xiaonan leaned on the back of the chair, happily drinking coffee and waiting.

She was used to this kind of life where servants could complete tasks with just a command. This made her seem to have regained a trace of the satisfaction she had as a grand mentor of Xingchuang.