I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 296 Su Fan: Your Mother Passed Away
"Before we begin the spiritual communication, I would like to ask you two a question. Can you receive messages that ordinary people cannot receive at any time and anywhere?"

"Mr. Christou?"

Jack looked at the psychic beside Su Fan.

"It's not that hard to understand. My brain is like a radio receiver. It turns on when it's needed and turns off when it's not."

Christo talked freely.

"In fact, it took me a long time to practice this. Before I mastered this ability, my life was filled with all kinds of noises."

"That doesn't feel good, does it?"

"It's really bad, but I can't escape it and I can't endure it, so I just have to face it."

"Where's Mr. Sufan?"

The audience's focus naturally fell on Su Fan.

"I'm not in the same situation as Christo. I can see spirits and such, but they're not a threat to me."

Su Fan spoke slowly.

No threat?
After hearing this, many of the audience present understood.

I'm afraid that the spirits this psychic communicated with were relatively friendly, low-level spirits.

The haunting phenomenon caused by powerful undead can easily move large furniture and sharp weapons.

It was his luck that he didn't meet that type of person.

"Okay, without further ado, I'll hand the stage over to you two."

"Who's going first, you two?"

"I'll go first."

Kristo is very interested in showing off his skills.

This is probably also to expand the popularity and advertise its national tour performance.

Su Fan turned around and walked to the edge of the stage, ready to see how capable this guy really was.

Accompanied by the host Jack's exit.

The spotlight was on Kristo.

The latter closed his eyes, placed the fingers of one hand on his temple, frowned from time to time, and muttered something.

When he was "practicing his power", a faint spiritual force slowly floated out from his body like a wisp of smoke.

This force is so weak that it can only serve as a means of communication and cannot even be detected.

Su Fan estimated that any ghost that could move objects could deal a heavy blow to Christo.

In other words, every time Christo communicates with the spirit world, he is risking his own head.

The only reason I've been alive till now is because of my strong horoscope.

Christo himself was completely unaware of this and was still exploring his surroundings, looking for a ghost with whom he could communicate.

But this guy's performance was very exaggerated. He turned his head and suddenly started shouting.

It was also the first time that Su Fan saw this American charlatan deceiving people, and he watched the whole process with great interest.

"Here... there is a very powerful power fluctuation..."

"I heard a name, Edmund..."

As soon as the name came out, there was an immediate reaction in the audience.

A mother and daughter sitting in the first row raised their hands, their faces full of surprise.

It turns out that these two are Edmund's mother and sister.

According to them, Edmund committed suicide five years ago due to severe psychological trauma.

He stays at home all day, so he probably doesn't know many people.

Then, Christo accurately said the name of the teddy bear stuffed animal that grew up with Edmund at his bedside.

This action caused an uproar among the audience.

Knowing so many unknown secrets of the past, there is no other possibility except communicating with the dead.

Christo's performance brought the atmosphere to a new climax.

The program crew who was monitoring the ratings in real time backstage were also extremely excited.

The psychic performance just now successfully raised the ratings by 2 percentage points, and the sponsorship hotline backstage has never stopped from the beginning to now!

What are ratings? Ratings are money! Real money!
With Kristu’s excellent performance, everyone is looking forward to Su Fan’s next performance.

The spotlight was on Su Fan, but the latter did not start his performance as everyone expected.

Instead, he pointed to a certain spot in the audience.

"The one in the third row who just questioned me is you, right?"

"Yes, so what?"

The fat woman pointed at by Su Fan did not hesitate at all and stood up from her seat.

"I think what you said is wrong. Can't I question it?"

"Of course, but I have already explained the origin and evolution of the Ghost Festival by citing classics. Is there anything else you don't understand?"

……

"Karl. This Mr. Su doesn't look like what you described."

In an old house in the South District, several young men and women were sitting on the sofa, watching the live broadcast on TV.

One of the rather sturdy young men with a hooked nose turned his head and looked at Carl on the side.

"Too polite, I feel like a wimp."

On the other side, the woman curled her lips and expressed her own thoughts.

"If you don't know anything, I advise you to be careful about what you say, Fiona."

"In case you offend someone you shouldn't, you'll have to ask me to speak well of you."

"By the way, whether I can say that or not is still uncertain."

Carl tilted his mouth and took a sip of the Coke in the straw.

"Su's habit of doing things is to use courtesy first and force later. Just wait and see, this woman is going to make a fool of herself."

……

Su Fan's gentle attitude did not seem to win the other party's respect.

The fat woman showed impatience on her face.

"I don't care what you're mumbling about. I just don't accept your words. I'm too lazy to look them up. How would I know if you just made them up to trick me?"

"I just think that the Ghost Festival copied Halloween. What can you do about it?"

"It seems that you have a lot of opinions about me, but this is also the reason why I chose you."

Upon hearing this, the audience present immediately understood the meaning of Su Fan's action.

This fat woman has a grudge against him, so there is no possibility that she would cooperate with him to cover up his lie.

Once you say something wrong, you will be exposed mercilessly.

Obviously, he is extremely confident in his abilities.

"Next, I'm going to use a little trick to reveal your secrets. Can you bear it?"

"is it?"

The woman sneered, with a strange foreign accent.

Master Christu is a true psychic who has toured the country.

Who is this person in front of me? He is just a clown who became famous through online videos. He is not presentable.

I don't know which third world country this country bumpkin came from, but he said that the Ghost Festival is earlier than Halloween.

Ridiculous.

In response to the woman's visible disdain, Su Fan was not angry. Instead, he revealed a subtle smile.

"Then I'll tell you straight."

"Come on." "Your mother is dead."

These words came out like thunder from a clear sky, leaving everyone stunned. Even Jack, who had seen many scenes, was confused.

Does speaking directly mean speaking directly like this? !
You start by directly scolding someone for having lost his mother. That's too aggressive. How can most people bear it?

The fact was just as Jack thought. The fat woman in the audience was stunned at first, then she became furious.

"What the hell did you say?"

She twisted her fat body and was about to rush down from the audience seats, but was stopped and dissuaded by a person disguised as an ordinary audience member beside her.

"Don't rush to refute me. Why don't you pay more attention to your family?"

Su Fan stood there motionless and continued.

"I'll hit your mother on the head!"

The fat woman was so big that she suddenly exerted force, broke free from the obstruction of the people next to her, and rushed directly towards Su Fan who was near the audience seats!

The huge figure running forward could best be described as running like a pig.

Seeing this scene, Jack in the audience turned pale and immediately asked someone to cut off the live broadcast.

Although Su Fan was not thin, the woman was as wide as two Su Fans. If she was knocked down, she would be crushed half to death!
But at this moment, a gust of wind came from nowhere and blew the flyer in the hand of the person in the front row and fell on the woman's face.

The woman's vision suddenly disappeared, she lost her direction and her feet were empty.

She was fat, and with her limbs curled up, she looked like a big ball of meat. She rolled all the way down from above, and finally landed in a mess right below the stage where Su Fan was standing.

Such a funny scene also attracted laughter from many onlookers.

The woman didn't care about the pain in her body and got up from the ground.

But at this moment she no longer had the ability to commit violence. The attack just now made her lose her breath, and now she could only stare at Su Fan while panting.

The latter ignored her angry and hateful look and pointed at her pocket instead.

Just at this moment, a cell phone ringtone came from her.

The ringtone wasn't particularly loud, but it drowned out the audience's laughter.

All the noises quieted down, and at this moment, everyone in the studio focused their attention on their phones.

They all thought of what the young man on the stage had said before, and their eyes were filled with surprise and doubt.

Feeling the weird atmosphere, the fat woman who had been furious before also became hesitant.

She took out her cell phone from her pocket, but without checking the caller ID, she kept her eyes on Su Fan's calm face and blindly pressed the answer button.

Behind him, a staff member holding a radio device had already arrived.

Through this, everyone vaguely heard a grief-stricken voice coming from the other end of the phone.

The obese woman's face was pale and her eyes were dull. Finally, she could only hang up the phone in a daze.

Looking at the young man on the stage, he just spread his hands.

"look."

A simple sentence suddenly triggered the fat woman's emotions.

"devil!"

She gritted her teeth, and her eyes, which were almost narrowed by the accumulation of fat, flashed with anger.

"You are a devil! It's all your fault for the curse! Tell me!"

She rushed forward again, but this time, the security forces had already arrived. Four or five strong men came forward and dragged her out of the studio.

The woman's irrational screams spread from near to far, but the venue remained quiet.

The eyes of the many viewers looking at Su Fan no longer had the previous curiosity and inquiry, but instead were filled with fear.

"Thank you Mr. Christo and Mr. Sufan for the wonderful performance. We will be back soon."

Gus seized this opportunity to make his announcement.

The person in charge of the live broadcast also urgently inserted a commercial.

The staff who had been preparing for a long time immediately entered the venue, and it was at this time that the panic in everyone's hearts eased a little.

This is a show... This is a show... That woman is just an actor arranged by the production team.

In the audience, many ordinary people kept repeating this in their hearts and immediately felt a lot better.

However, they didn't know that the real stand-in arranged by the program team was already trembling with fear at this moment.

As insiders, are they still unclear about the program's procedures?
So they are also the ones who are most afraid.

They knew that everything that had just happened was completely beyond their plan.

In other words, the man really did accurately predict the death of the mother of the woman who was dragged away.

too frightening.

Outside the court, Jack opened a bottle of mineral water and gulped down a few gulps.

According to the original arrangement, he should take advantage of this advertising time to communicate with Su Fan so that they can cooperate on the next step.

But now, he didn't dare to get close to the seemingly harmless young man.

Jack suddenly realized that he seemed to have thought it was too simple.

He and everyone on the show saw the huge exposure this young man could bring, but ignored his danger.

“Will the show go on?”

The short and fat Gus came over. This old partner of Jack who had experienced many battles together looked a little unhappy at this moment.

"Jack, the guest we invited this time is a bit strange."

"I feel so too……"

Jack was about to agree with his partner when he heard the producer's excited voice coming from his headset.

"You actually arranged a part that I didn't even know about. You are amazing, Jack!"

The producer backstage didn't think all this was true and thought it was a trap set by Jack to increase the effect of the show.

Jack became anxious and wanted to explain immediately, but the producer's next words put an end to this idea.

"The show's ratings have now increased by 5 percentage points compared to when it first aired!"

"Keep it up!"

There was no movement from the microphone.

As for Jack, he was once again caught in a dilemma.

But before he could figure it out, everything on the stage was ready.

Seeing that the live broadcast was about to continue, Jack had to put everything aside temporarily and go on stage.

……

Su Fan sat on the chair brought by the staff and looked at Jack, who looked pale, walking towards him.

It doesn't take much thought to guess the host's mental state at this moment.

Under such circumstances, I can still come up.

There was a hint of indifference in Su Fan's eyes.

But at this moment, his gaze shifted again and a hint of helplessness flashed across his face.

The orchestra next to them played music again.

The advertisement ends and the talk show officially enters the next segment.

Jack also entered the hosting mode again.

"Thank you both for showing us another mysterious corner of the world."

"Mr. Christou has told us the truth about his abilities."

"Could you please explain, Mr. Sufan, how did you do that just now?"

He did not beat around the bush and immediately raised the doubts that were lingering in everyone's mind.

In response to this, Su Fan did not hesitate to utter a single word simply and clearly.

"science."

(End of this chapter)