Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Really? We're all trying so hard to find clues, and you really want to save trouble by directly putting the blame on the master."

Xing Fei knew they didn't believe it, but he didn't expect them to be so repulsive.

"Then you have found it. Since you haven't found it, why not give it a try? Just ask the master to try."

Fatty Wang frowned, looking unhappy: "Captain Xing, this is not a matter of whether to try or not. Once the news gets out, how will the people look at us in the future?"

"Saying that the police are worse than charlatans is a disguised encouragement to those charlatans. There will be more scammers in the future. Do you know the consequences?"

Silence, deathly silence.

Xing Fei swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He said helplessly, "But if we continue like this, we won't find any clues, people will continue to die every day, and the pressure we're under will be even greater."

"Actually, I have a way to verify what I said, but who of you is willing to try it?"

Everyone was confused and didn't understand what he meant.

Xing Fei opened his notebook, pulled out a piece of talisman paper from it, and glanced at them.

"Who among you would like to give it a try?"

"Wait, what the hell are you doing? This is a meeting. Xing Fei, you're becoming more and more crazy now."

Fatty Wang looked at the person approaching and said warily, "Xing Fei, what are you going to do? I'm telling you, don't do anything reckless, or I'll sue you and remove you from your position."

Xing Fei knew that Wang Pangdie had just died. According to what the master had said before, the souls of the newly dead tend to follow the people they cared about during their lifetime.

Take a gamble, otherwise this case will be a stalemate.

He reached out and grabbed it, slapped the talisman directly on him, and asked seriously: "Fat Wang, get up and look around to see if there is your father's ghost. This is related to whether the key can be broken this time."

"You fart!"

Fatty Wang stood up with red eyes, and roared directly: "Xing Fei, you are crazy, my father just died, and you are making fun of him, it's really too much..."

Before he could finish his words, his peripheral vision caught something and not only did his eyes turn red, but tears started to roll down his eyes.

He turned around and walked in one direction, crying to the air: "Dad, Dad, you came to find me, why did you leave in such a hurry? I didn't even get to see you for the last time."

The others were stunned when they saw this scene.

"What's going on? Didn't old man Wang Pang die two days ago? He's having a nightmare."

"Why did you suddenly have a nightmare, even after applying the talisman?"

Seeing them looking over, Xing Fei briefly explained, "This talisman is called the Ghost-Seeing Talisman. I bought it from Master Su. This time, I'm giving it to Fatty Wang to prove my point."

"If a crime is committed by a human, there will definitely be traces left behind. But if it is done by a ghost, it will be impossible to find conventional clues."

Fat Wang was still crying loudly. He didn't know how much time had passed. He watched the figure disappear in front of his eyes and was completely dumbfounded.

"Dad, Dad, where are you going? Just say something to me, okay? Don't go, don't go..."

Xing Fei pulled the man back and tore off the talisman paper. Everyone watched in silence as the talisman paper spontaneously combusted out of thin air.

"Leader, can I find a master now, tell him about the case, and ask him to help us find clues?"

Cheng Peng frowned and stared into his eyes. After confirming that he was not lying, he nodded unnaturally: "Separately, the others will search for clues as usual, and you go find... the master."

"By the way, how much does the master charge?"

"Oh, if you can't calculate it, you don't have to pay. Calculate first and pay later."

"I've seen people calculate their fortunes before, and they charged a thousand yuan each time. They only paid the fortune teller after the calculation was completed, so there was no need to worry about him being a scammer."

Fatty Wang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Xing Fei with red eyes: "Captain Xing, do you still have any talisman paper? Sell me one. I want to see my father again."

Xing Fei shook his head helplessly and said, "There are no more. I gave you the last one. Who would buy so many ghost talismans normally? If you see something you shouldn't see, you'd scare yourself to death."

"Well, fine then, I'll buy it when the master comes."

He didn't care whether he was a charlatan or not, as long as he could see his father and fulfill his last regret, it was enough.