The fortune teller who set up a stall became the first strategist of the Republic of China

Mr. Yang was taken to the hospital.

Mr. Du ordered the housekeeper to track down the rickshaw driver.

That evening, the housekeeper came to report the situation and said, "We have already found out that the rickshaw driver was one of Mr. Xiang's men in disguise.

He believes that you were the one who assassinated Mr. Xiang last time.

So he wants to avenge his surname."

Mr. Du sneered, "I never thought there would still be someone so loyal to him. Okay, find this assassin for me."

Even if I catch him, I will reuse him."

The housekeeper said, "This man is dead. He committed suicide by taking poison."

Mr. Du said to Mr. Yang, "I feel very sorry for you. The assassin originally wanted to kill me, and it was my turn to be shot today.

Who knew you would take the bullet for me? Don't worry, I will repay you."

That evening, Gao Qingqiu said to Mr. Du, "Today I went to the hospital with you and saw Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang actually had bad intentions.

He came this time to use your reputation to set up a gang at the dock.

If you agree, he will do evil.

If you don't agree to his request, he will say you are mean and ungrateful.

This is a really difficult matter.”

Mr. Du, "Please help me calculate."

Gao Qingqiu said, "Let me help you predict this person surnamed Yang.

What might be done?”

Mr. Gao wiped his eyes, and then he saw something...

He suddenly said to Mr. Du, "This guy surnamed Yang can cooperate with us temporarily.

But we can only use it, we can’t completely let him do it.”

Mr. Du said, "I'll listen to you."

The next day, Mr. Du took his housekeeper and went to the hospital again.

He asked his housekeeper to bring 500 yuan in advance.

After arriving at the hospital, he handed 500 yuan to Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang struggled, sat up from the bed and said, "I have to stay here for more than a month.

After being discharged from the hospital for more than a month, Mr. Du asked me if he needed any help.

I will definitely help you."

Mr. Du smiled and said, "You helped me this time. I want to thank you. Tell me,

What do you need me to do for you?"

Mr. Yang was silent for a while, then said, "I want to set up a gang at the dock.

Can Mr. Du help me?

Help me arrange some connections and help me host the ceremony."

Mr. Du stroked his chin and said, "That's no problem. Come see me when you feel better in a month or so."

After saying that, Mr. Du left.

As soon as he arrived home, he heard Gao Qingqiu say, "It's bad, it's bad. The second concubine suddenly hanged herself in that room.

It was me and a few servants who rescued her."

The flesh on Mr. Du's face twitched, "What's going on?

No one has been angry with her these days, so why is she so upset?

I gonna go see. "

Mr. Du hurried to the boudoir at the back.

He walked in.

I saw the second concubine lying on the bed, her eyes slightly open, not saying anything.

Mr. Du brought a chair, sat beside the bed and said,

“If you’re not feeling well, I’ll go get a doctor.

If you have anything else to say, just tell me."

The second concubine said, "I have had nightmares every day these past few days. That old ghost named Xiang is haunting me every day.

He told me to leave here and to kill me.

If I don't agree, his wronged ghost will haunt me every day.

How can a woman like me beat a ghost? And an old ghost at that.”

Mr. Du's face relaxed suddenly. "This is not difficult. I have a way."

Mr. Du looked back at Gao Qingqiu and said, "Now, it's time for Master Gao to take action."