Street Hustler and His Policewoman Wife

Chapter 191 191: You Can't Get Fine Oil from Rotten Wood!

Liu Dayou finished his breakfast and wiped his mouth.

"I've fallen to this point, now I just think about earning a little money to eat."

There really isn't much to Liu Dayou's story.

If I remember correctly, in his past life, Liu Dayou was always self-conscious because of his appearance.

Now, at thirty, he still hasn't married or had children.

Of course, the biggest problem is his family's poor situation.

Chen Xiao nodded: "Why don't you set up a stall for fortune-telling? I think you're pretty good at it."

"Hey, it's not like I haven't done it before. I did make some money, but who'd have thought I'd be so unlucky!"

"How so?"

"When my business was booming, even millionaires came to me. But you know these rich folks, it's fine if they want to know about wealth, right? But no, they have to ask about family and emotions!"

"It was my fault for being cocky at the time—I didn't think much and just did the reading. Turned out, it scared the hell out of me. He clearly said he had two kids and his wife was expecting a third, but my reading showed he had no kids in his fate!"

"I originally thought it was just his fate, maybe the kids would face some hardships later. Little did I know, none of them were his!"

"That has nothing to do with you, right?" Chen Xiao said with a wry smile.

Liu Dayou sighed: "It has nothing to do with me, but that didn't stop them from smashing my stall the next day. I'd set up another one, and it'd get smashed too. In the end, I had to quit!"

Chen Xiao nodded, just about to say something else, when suddenly his phone rang.

Seeing it was Zhang Xian calling, he answered: "Hey, Captain Zhang, what's up?"

"Chen Yan has been brought back. Do you want to come over and see him?"

Chen Xiao was a bit surprised: "Didn't you say you'd personally bring him back?"

"That was the plan, but the teacher suddenly returned to Dongzhou, so I sent others."

"I see, I'll come by later to check it out."

As Chen Xiao hung up the phone, he couldn't help but think of Chen Yan.

He had been brought in by the Hongshan police, the excuse being the Zhao Xiaohong murder case.

As for Chen Yan himself, he was in some trouble, but it wasn't that serious.

First, there was Liu Guai's lawsuit against Chen Yan for personal injury years ago, which wasn't too threatening given the time that had passed.

But with mutual cooperation, it served as one reason to detain Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's biggest trouble, however, was the intention to assist Lou Yang in escaping!

From the conversations between Chen Yan and Lou Yang, it was clear that Chen Yan had certainly done some things!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried to negotiate terms or deals with Lou Yang.

Qingxi police used this to trap Chen Yan, while Dongzhou police were trying to figure out his background through the notes left by the deceased.

Oddly enough, Chen Yan's records were blank!

In the household registration files, no information was found on this Chen Yan!

So now it's even a question whether his name is really Chen Yan!

But when Chen Xiao saw Liu Dayou, his eyes lit up: "Daoist, come with me to meet someone."

Liu Dayou was stunned: "Daoist? Since when did I become a Daoist? Don't talk nonsense, I'm still hoping to find a wife!"

Chen Xiao was also taken aback, then laughed: "Suit yourself. Come with me to meet someone, and later I'll give you the money for those discs from last night."

"What discs? I didn't see any! But you did bump my shoulder last night; you owe me five hundred yuan in medical fees!"

Chen Xiao was speechless: "Alright, alright, five hundred it is, but you have to do a reading for that person."

"No problem, as long as he gives me his birth date and time, I can uncover everything about him on the spot." Liu Dayou said confidently, then quickly added:

"But let me give you a heads up—I might go overboard sometimes, so all interpretations are up to me. Don't blame me for being a fraud later!"

"Gotcha."

Chen Xiao didn't want to waste words.

Others might not know Liu Dayou's skills, but he was well aware.

He had personally witnessed policemen smiling and shaking hands with Liu Dayou, calling him Daoist Liu!

Driving, Chen Xiao brought Liu Dayou to the criminal investigation team.

Lin Xi was busy in the team. When she saw Chen Xiao bringing Liu Dayou, her expression immediately became awkward.

"Why did you bring the guy who sells discs?" Lin Xi asked.

"Captain Zhang told me Chen Yan was brought in, so I thought I'd ask the Daoist to do a reading for Chen Yan."

Lin Xi was amazed: "Is that even possible?"

"Chen Yan's case is a blank slate, so let's do a reading based on the birth date and see what comes out."

Lin Xi smiled wryly: "Investigating a case is a serious matter; is this really appropriate?"

"I'm not a cop, so why should I care?"

Chen Xiao laughed and took Liu Dayou to find Chen Yan.

Upon meeting Chen Yan again, the man seemed to have gained some weight, his complexion rosy, showing no fear at all.

"Hello, Chen Xiao, it's been a while. I've missed you," Chen Yan greeted proactively.

Chen Xiao pulled a chair and sat across from Chen Yan: "Seeing you like this, I'm relieved. You've been eating well, haven't you?"

"What can I say? The police have been friendly; they feed me well and I don't have to lift a finger."

Chen Xiao nodded and gave Liu Dayou a knowing look.

But Liu Dayou stared at Chen Yan for a long time, finally squeezing out a question: "Can I touch him?"

"Uh, touch where?"

"Just his head, face, hands, that sort of thing."

Chen Yan frowned: "Who is he?"

"A friend of mine, skilled in face reading and fortune-telling."

Chen Yan was taken aback, then laughed heartily: "Chen Xiao, have you gone mad? You're even believing a charlatan!"

Before Chen Xiao could say anything, Liu Dayou retorted: "What do you know! Feng shui, Bagua, face reading, and bone feeling are the wisdom and essence left by our ancestors!"

"But I get it, you call him a charlatan without understanding. I bet you haven't seen much of the world. How can you expect to get good oil from a rotten wood?"

Chen Yan's face darkened, saying in a low voice, "Sharp-tongued, aren't you?"

"Bullshit, you attacked me first, and now you're blaming me for fighting back. Where's your conscience—if you didn't provoke me, would I be attacking you? Just because you're big-faced, you want people to thank you when you insult them?"

Liu Dayou's comeback was delivered with logic and conviction!

Chen Xiao watched with amusement as Chen Yan was at a loss and smiled, "I think you should cooperate unless you want to see what else this guy will say."

Chen Yan sneered coldly, "I'll give you some face, but you'd better tell your friend to touch only the right places."

"Oh, come on—you're all cuffed and you say you're giving my brother face. Pfft, my brother could turn off the surveillance, slap your butt onto your face, and you'd have all the 'face' you want!"

As Liu Dayou spoke, he directly reached out and grabbed Chen Yan's head.

Chen Xiao could clearly see that Chen Yan's eyes held a strong feeling of disgrace, like a tiger brought low by a dog!