The Metaphysical Little Beggar's Rebirth: I'm an Unlucky Star

"Master, I'd like to calculate whether I can get my money back?" said the man in front of him.

"Birth date." Shu Wanwan handed over the notebook.

After the man finished writing, he looked at Shu Wanwan with his squinting eyes.

"I just calculated on my fingers, and I'm afraid your money will never come back." Shu Wanwan shook her head and closed the notebook.

"Master, I really can't live without this money. Please, Master." After saying this, the man actually knelt in front of Shu Wanwan. Shu Wanwan reached out and held the man's arm. The man looked at Shu Wanwan in surprise, because he couldn't even compete with this hand. How could it have such great strength? Even a slightly thinner man couldn't do it, let alone a girl like Shu Wanwan who looked so weak.

"Please sit down and let me explain. A while ago, your classmate came to you to borrow money, and after much hesitation, you lent it to him anyway, right? After you lent it, you acted without asking for permission. When your wife found out, she was so angry that she went to the hospital. You then learned that she was pregnant, but she almost had a miscarriage because of you. Fortunately, your child was saved. You felt that you had done something wrong, and after much thought, you finally decided to get the money back. However, your classmate's phone number was no longer reachable. When you went to his place before, he had moved. Then, after some twists and turns, you found out about his parents, and they had passed away."

The man listened, somewhat dazed. He was right. His name was Qian Yuan, but unfortunately, he didn't have a lot of money. He and his wife had worked hard for half their lives and had only earned less than 20 yuan. They were an ordinary family.

One day, his classmate Wang Duanyan came to him asking for a loan. Right off the bat, he asked Qianyuan for 20 yuan. He explained that his company was in urgent need of cash flow and was short of 20 yuan in working capital. He also said he would pay 30% interest upon repayment. Initially, he hadn't wanted to borrow the money, even though this classmate had been close to him in high school. But the fact that he was asking for 20 yuan out of the blue was practically all he had. He and his wife each earned just over 20 yuan a month, and after paying for their mortgage, car loan, and living expenses, they had very little left. How long would it take him to save up 3000 yuan, and with the interest rate so high, he was worried about potential problems.

A few days later, at the high school reunion, although Wang Duanyan was not present, Qian Yuan still heard Wang Duanyan's name from other classmates. It was said that Wang Duanyan had started a medical technology and was now developing a new project. After the project was successful, the company could go public, and it was a sure profit. He thought of Wang Duanyan's dress, the famous watch he wore, and the luxury car he drove when he came to borrow money from him, and Qian Yuan was tempted. After returning home, Qian Yuan checked the company his classmates mentioned on the Internet, and a minimalist information homepage popped up. He found that it was true. Qian Yuan was a little happy that there was such a simple way to make money. He took out all the money in the family, borrowed tens of thousands from his friends, called Wang Duanyan to make an appointment, and gave all the money to Wang Duanyan.

Just like that, Qian Yuan still held out hope at first. He thought Wang Duanyan might be on a business trip temporarily and could not be contacted. He was hoping for a chance and searched the minimalist webpage again, but it was blocked. He then went to find the classmate who mentioned Wang Duanyan's company at the class reunion. The classmate said that he had seen it on Wang Duanyan's WeChat and he had not seen it in person. Qian Yuan was completely dumbfounded.

He went to the police, and the next day he received news that Wang Duanyan's body had been found in an unfinished building near his home. Qian Yuan was devastated. Not only did he not get his money back, he was also suspected of murder. After a police investigation confirmed that Qian Yuan was not the murderer, he was released. But what about the money? He wasn't alone now; he also had a wife, who was pregnant. Yesterday, he saw Shu Wanwan and saw how she helped Zhou Jia. He had seen Zhou Jia often on the provincial TV station's sports channel, and he had a vague idea of Zhao Guimei. He felt a glimmer of hope. So he waited all day for Shu Wanwan. He didn't get the first two hexagrams, but he did get the third. Originally, no one else was lining up, but he was so afraid of missing out that he joined the queue behind the old man. Then everyone else followed him in line.

"Let's go! I'll go to the police station with you." Shu Wanwan looked at Qian Yuan. Just now, when she touched him, she noticed something strange about him. She had only calculated his financial fortune before, but now she began to calculate it carefully. After some thought, she decided to help Qian Yuan. Even if she couldn't get all the money back, she might be able to get some back.

"Okay, okay, Master." The man who had looked depressed just now suddenly brightened up his eyes again.

So Shu Wanwan packed her things, took a taxi with Qian Yuan, and went to the police station.

"Hello, police officer. I want to report a criminal gang hiding in the Nanshan factory."

The police officer who received me was a young female policewoman who looked like she had just graduated. She had neat short hair and was taking notes with a pen in one hand.

"How did you find out?"

"I calculated it."

"Puff... cough cough cough... gulp... cough cough cough cough..." The male policeman sitting next to him just raised the water cup and took a sip. As soon as the water reached his mouth, he almost spit it out. Then he forced himself to suppress the cough and forced himself to swallow the water, and then started coughing violently.

"Um? How about you drink some more water?" Shu Wanwan looked at the male police officer in front of her whose face was red from coughing.

"Miss, please don't interfere with official duties." After the male policeman finished coughing, he looked up and said to Shu Wanwan.

"Don't you remember me?" Shu Wanwan looked up and smiled faintly.

"Officer, let me remind you that there was a surveillance camera before." Shu Wanwan blinked and looked at the male policeman with an innocent expression.

The male police officer fell into deep thought. It was an impressive surveillance video. He had indeed seen one yesterday. Jiang Jingchen had delivered the video while wearing a mask. It was already time to get off work. There were only a few police officers on duty in the police force, and this male police officer was one of them. He watched it several times. The surveillance video really subverted his three views. "This? Are you sure this is not a horror movie?" If Jiang Jingchen had not taken off his mask and confirmed again and again that the surveillance video was real, the male police officer would have chased him away. "Such a big star should not interfere with official duties. If this becomes a hot search, I'm afraid he won't want to be in the entertainment industry in the future."

In desperation, the male police officer could only call the director who had already left work and call him back from home.