Chapter 515

Actually, it wasn't Ma Bin who said it; rather, while chatting idly, Ma Bin recommended a fortune-telling website to him, saying it was supposedly quite accurate.

For someone in a gang, it's perfectly normal to get a fortune told when there's nothing else going on.

While Hou Wendong was lying in the hospital those few days, since he was bored anyway, he went to that website and got a reading.

The middle of the website was just an input box; enter a name and date of birth, and it would automatically generate a divination result, with a note on the side reading "Big Data Scientific Fortune-Telling, 98.7% Accuracy Rate."

It looked far more impressive than the fortune-tellers outside.

Hou Wendong got a reading, glanced at it twice at the time, and didn't take it seriously.

However, right now, that day's divination result clearly surfaced in his mind.

【Hou Wendong (Unlucky Fate)】: The hexagram hangs between Kan and Gen; foul qi congeals and does not disperse; calamities arrive in succession.

【Explanation】:

The heavenly mechanism warns; a baleful star shines upon the fate; recently all matters go awry, like treading on thin ice; petty people scheme in the dark, verbal disputes entangle the body; moreover, a disaster of bloodshed faintly appears between the brows.

This is an omen of an unfavorable year; bad luck entangles the body.

If one wishes to break this calamity, the suggestion is:

Fire meets calamity, yin evil entangles the body; one must borrow the movement of the Red Phoenix Star, using joy to break the evil!!!

(ps: The fortune-telling website appearing in Chapter 273.)

Hou Wendong tossed away the cigarette in his hand; the more he recalled this hexagram, the more he felt every line described him precisely.

"Better to believe it exists than not; after all, things don't happen more than three times; if another bout of bad luck comes, I might really die!"

Hou Wendong's heart shuddered, and he continued thinking:

"On the way home later, maybe I can go eat a bowl of ramen?"

Ever since the kidnapping was resolved, although Li Xiuwan was released, he had held a grudge about it and never went back to that ramen shop.

Now, the knot in Hou Wendong's heart had loosened, and he missed that bowl of noodles with its rich broth.

While Hou Wendong was here pondering his marriage fate, Li Shang's side had a discovery.

"The explosion point should be from here; hmm, the sofa was originally in this position!"

Li Shang's "Divine Detective" isn't entirely a sham; he still has a couple of tricks up his sleeve.

He pointed at the spot by the door and said:

"The explosion detonated from here, thereby flinging the sofa; only then would the sofa crash into that side, so the bomb was most likely hidden inside the sofa to begin with!"

Li Shang paced back and forth on the ground; the strange thing was, he searched the sofa all around but found no bomb residue, only digging out two playing cards burned with curled edges.

"Four of Clubs, Four of Hearts?"

Li Shang rubbed the two playing cards between his fingers; no matter how much his imagination ran wild, he couldn't associate four fours making up the top of a bomb.

"The metal fragments, detonation device, gunpowder residue a bomb should have"

Li Shang casually tossed the playing cards onto the ground, his voice tightening, looking as if he'd seen a ghost,

"All fucking evaporated?"

Swap in a real Divine Detective, and this explosion case would probably have become a cold case, unsolvable.

But Li Shang quickly adjusted his train of thought, thinking to himself:

"Let the bomb explode however it explodes; I just need to find the culprit!"

Li Shang's gaze unconsciously swept toward Feng Mu at the door:

"Who all entered and exited the scene after the explosion?"

Feng Mu pondered slightly, then answered:

"My Senior Brother Li Bashan entered by breaking the window; I asked him at the hospital, and he said he saw the two Zone Chiefs when he came in.

The two Zone Chiefs should have been in the building at the time; hearing the explosion, they rushed in immediately; after that….."

Feng Mu thought for a moment, then added:

"After that, my Fifth Senior Brother Gong Qi carried the unconscious Shi Wuming to the hospital, but he didn't enter the room, and had the Prison Guards behind him seal off the scene."

Li Shang's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the little yellow croaker in his pocket.

Good grief, among the people who arrived at the scene one after another, half are your Senior Brothers; so the Second Prison isn't surnamed Qian, it's surnamed Feng?!!

Li Shang suddenly recalled, when Feng Mu came to visit his home that time, opening the door and seeing two figures, one tall and one thin, both exuding a dangerous aura.

"Cough"

Li Shang coughed once, suppressing certain suspicions that shouldn't be entertained.

The most important thing between friends is trust, isn't it?

Li Shang's pupils suddenly contracted:

"It can't be Feng Mu, and it can't be his Senior Brothers; then it can only be……"

He immediately bent down to examine the ground traces; on the wall plaster kicked up by the explosion, several sets of footprints were faintly discernible——a disordered set of landing points by the window, two parallel tracks of footprints at the door.

"What were the two Zone Chiefs doing at the time?"

Li Shang's voice unconsciously pitched several degrees higher; Hou Wendong in the corridor heard it and walked over.

Feng Mu calmly took out his phone, dialed Li Bashan's number under everyone's watch, and put it on speaker, repeating Li Shang's question into the phone.

From the other end came the sound of big mouthfuls being chewed; just from the sound, Li Shang could imagine a giant hugging a bucket and wolfing down food.

Crunch——Crack——

Should be chewing shattered bones; teeth lightly touch, and the bones crumble into scum and are swallowed.

As for what kind of bones they were exactly, Li Shang wasn't too willing to speculate.

"The two of them, just squatting by that sofa area, didn't see specifically what they were doing."

The muffled, gruff voice amplified through the speaker, simply like rolling muffled thunder, shaking eardrums until they buzzed.

"Right, both their hands are covered in ash."

With those words spoken, the sound of constant chewing returned.

Then, a cheerful female voice came through:

"Junior Brother, I saw you on TV. Gong Qi told me the Second Prison is pretty interesting. When are you taking Senior Sister to the Second Prison to have some fun?"

Although that voice was a bit coquettish and a bit soft, Li Shang still keenly captured the "crazy batch" attribute between the lines.

"So it turns out, not only does the Second Prison have your Senior Brother, but outside the Second Prison there's also your Senior Sister, and she doesn't sound like an easy lamp to deal with either."

Li Shang secretly rejoiced in his heart that he had not made any move to suspect his friend.

Feng Mu glanced at Li Shang, using his eyes to ask if he still had questions. Li Shang returned a polite smile.

Only then did Feng Mu turn off the speaker, and spoke gently into the microphone:

"Junior Sister, I'm a bit busy on this end. I'll call you back when I'm done."

Finished speaking, not waiting for the other side to speak again, Feng Mu neatly hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone.

Hong Ya, wearing little sheep-horn braids, pouted her mouth and said to Li Bashan:

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother has changed. He actually hung up on me."

She dragged Li Bashan's cuff, shaking it, like a puffed-up little fox.

Li Bashan's large hand pressed down lightly, covering the little girl's entire head.

"There's an outsider beside him." He spoke in a deep, muffled voice, his other hand still constantly shoveling rice into his mouth.

Hong Ya hummed, her eyeballs rolling around, then revealed a playful smile to Li Bashan:

"Senior Brother, I don't want to sit in the Guan every day. I want to go to the Second Prison too."

Li Bashan replied while eating:

"You're a girl, you can't enter the Second Prison."

Hong Ya suddenly let go of the cuff, and instead hugged the wooden rice bucket that was thicker than her waist: "I don't care!"

She used all her strength to pull back, her little face flushed red:

"If you don't help me get into the Second Prison, I won't bring you food anymore. Hmph, you have to give me back today's rice too."

The wooden bucket didn't move a thread. Seeing Hong Ya's sheep-horn braids shaking vigorously behind her, Li Bashan could only speed up his rice-shoveling.

Hong Ya finally snatched back the wooden bucket, hugging the empty bucket and pouting:

"Senior Brother, I recently learned to cook. Wei Yi even praised me for doing a good job. You get me into the Second Prison, and I'll cook for you and Junior Brother inside."

Li Bashan was caught at his vital point, wanting to speak but stopping.

Hong Ya revealed a little-fox-like smile:

"Bringing food every day, how can it compare to freshly cooked rice? It's fragrant enough to kill a person!"

Li Bashan suffered a fatal critical hit, his face showing an unprecedented grave contemplation...

End of Chapter