Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The police were shocked when they saw the shocking bruises. "How can it be so serious? Come, I'll have someone take you to get your injuries treated while the rest of you take the suspect away."

Li Fumei shook her head: "No, it's just some bruises. I don't need to go to the hospital. I can just apply some medicated oil."

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized transparent bottle from the cloth bag. Orange medicinal oil was rolling inside. Before Jiang Sui'an could react, a bottle of medicinal oil was stuffed into his hand.

"This is for you, classmate. Thank you for joining me in apprehending the murderer. If you want to go to the hospital, go ahead. I won't go."

Jiang Sui'an knew that the medicines she took out were all good stuff. The acne marks on the squad leader's face disappeared quickly, visible to the naked eye. This medicated oil was definitely better than going to the hospital.

There's no point going to the hospital for bruises on your body; it's just a matter of applying medicine.

After thinking for a moment, he said seriously, "Then I won't go either. I don't feel any broken bones. It's just a little bruise. It's not a big deal. I'll just apply some medicated oil when I get home."

Li Fumei nodded, watched the police take the man away, and then sent the video to the police. After the two of them took their statements, they returned to the squad leader's home.

I looked at the time and it was already half past twelve. I didn't expect that I would miss dinner time because of all this trouble. Yes, it was dinner time for the squad leader's birthday.

Seeing them coming back, Qi Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "I was so scared. Nothing happened, right? Someone really died in the house across the street."

Jiang Sui'an knew that she was a quiet person, so he said, "Come on, let's go inside and talk slowly, or we can talk while we eat."

"Okay, the food has arrived, let's talk while we eat."

Everyone sat down around the long table, eating while looking at them eagerly and saying, "Oh no, it was only Jiang Sui'an who said that, the other one was just busy eating."

There were bursts of exclamations in the living room: "Oh my god, that's scary! Are you seriously injured? You are really amazing, you are heroes."

When Jiang Sui'an heard the word "hero", his face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed: "I, actually it was classmate Li who took the lead. I didn't do anything."

"She should be better than me. You are really amazing. Not only are you good at studying, but you are also very good at fighting."

Li Fumei looked into his sparkling eyes, her expression calm and collected. "It's nothing. Once you've seen enough demons and monsters, you won't be afraid of them anymore."

"I didn't expect that guy to be a drug addict. If he hadn't used drugs, it would have been easier to subdue him, and you wouldn't have gotten so many beatings."

"It's okay. I'm a boy, so a few sticks won't be a big deal."

Li Fumei felt warmed by hearing this and thought it was a good idea to transfer to this school. They all came from good families, and no one looked down on her for coming from a small village. On the contrary, she got along better with them than her classmates from her hometown in the county.

Students of this age are in the stage of hero worship. After hearing what they said, they kept asking Li Fumei questions.

Qi Rong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Fumei, you can tell fortunes, so can you help us? We heard from senior students that we can ask the Pen Fairy, but we are a little too brave to ask."

"...Pen Fairy?"

Li Fumei paused with her chopsticks and glanced at them with a serious look: "Don't touch that thing. If you don't get rid of it by mistake, it will get rid of all of you."

Seeing their confused eyes, Li Fumei briefly described a practical example she had encountered, her expression serious: "There is a god above us, and we must have awe of the unknown."

"It's not as simple as you think. These cases are all supernatural and cannot be explained by science. Those who died unjustly only had one life, and once they're dead, they're dead."

"Even if we can deal with the supernatural things afterwards, those people's lives cannot be brought back. You must never touch the Pen Fairy, understand that."

Qi Rong's expression changed. "But my cousin did. She said it was fun and wanted to drag me along, but I was too timid to do it. I heard she recently went to a mental hospital."

"Fumei, do you think it's possible that she's been entangled?"