Hearing Meng Ming's words, Officer Song was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"What? Can you figure it out with divination? I don't believe this. Meng Ming, I am from the Public Security Bureau, my surname is Song, and we are here to find you to investigate the matter of Room 1305, Building 2, Jiahuayuan Community. ”

"Room 1305? Oh, that's my rental house, what's wrong? Meng Ming asked.

It seems that his divination level is not high enough to predict the occurrence of a homicide, but it seems that he has also been a little sidelined.

"Someone died in your rental house." Officer Song said very sternly, "The deceased is your son's girlfriend." ”

"My son's girlfriend?" Meng Ming was stunned, "Does my son still have a girlfriend?" ”

"Why, you don't know?" Officer Song asked in surprise, "He never told you?" ”

"I don't usually care about his affairs, it's up to him." Meng Ming nodded, "But you suddenly told me that my son also has a girlfriend, and she is still dead, so she died in my rental house?" ”

"That's right." Officer Song nodded, his eyes were very sharp, "We suspect that your son Meng Zhiqiang has something to do with this." ”

"Do you suspect that my son killed someone?" Meng Ming was taken aback, "No, my son won't do this." ”

"Isn't it, it's hard to say." Officer Song said, "Let me ask you, where is your son now?" ”

"This." Meng Ming hesitated, a mysterious expression on his face, "I don't know, I haven't seen him for a few days." ”

"He doesn't live with you?"

"Yes, room 1305 is where he lives alone, and our father and son live separately and do not interfere with each other." Meng Ming's brows furrowed, as if he had something else hidden in his heart.

However, he directly admitted that his son lived in room 1305, which was still unexpected by Officer Song and Murong Hong, and the two looked at each other for a while and nodded.

"In this way, this matter has nothing to do with your son!" Officer Song said very arbitrarily, "The person died where your son lived, but your son was not there, we have reason to suspect it."

"I don't care if you suspect it, but I believe my son won't do such a hurtful thing." Meng Ming said categorically, "This may be where the wandering criminals who passed by killed someone, and it is not that such a thing has happened in the Jiahuayuan community." ”

"This, we won't discuss, this is the scope of our police investigation. I just ask you, where is your son now, do you have his contact details? “

"I don't know where he is, I have his phone number." Meng Ming said, "You can contact him yourself, I won't look for him." ”

Officer Song was stunned, he didn't expect this old man Meng's attitude to be so stubborn? This old man, does he know some inside information?

"Alright then, you tell me his phone number." He had to change his strategy.

"Okay." Meng Ming gave Meng Zhiqiang's mobile phone number to Officer Song.

"You call your son now and ask where he is." Officer Song's eyes rolled and he said.

"Let me call him? Hmph, I've already said that I'm not going to look for him. ”

"Why?"

"No why." Meng Ming still had a cold expression, "He's him, I'm me, I'm sorry, I can't help you, it's good to be able to give you his phone number." ”

Officer Song stopped talking and nodded.

Murong Hong frowned.

Did this old man Meng fall out with his son? As soon as these words came out, everyone could hear that there must be a contradiction between their father and son, but why is this?

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Meng Ming was worried that his son would really kill someone, so he was unwilling to cooperate with the police, so he deliberately put on this false posture of breaking off with his son.

"Okay, then we'll find him ourselves." Officer Song smiled, "If you meet your son, sue him, if he does something wrong, it's best to obediently turn himself in, maybe, there will be a chance for leniency." But if he dares to resist, then his life will not be so easy in the future. ”

"No problem, I know what you mean." Meng Ming nodded, and said softly and firmly, "But if my son is framed, I will not give up either!" ”

Although this old man Meng has conflicts with his son, he will still work hard for his son at a critical moment!

This is the power of family affection. Between relatives, no matter what kind of conflicts there are between two people, in the end, they will always reach out and pull each other.

Murong Hong thought of her sister Murong Xue, and now, she may still be anxiously waiting for her at home.

Anyway, she's her own sister, huh? Could it be that he has been running away from her all the time?

Thinking of this, Murong Hong changed his mind again, tonight, he didn't live outside, but rushed back to Murong Mansion. There, and his beloved sister, she is waiting for herself, he must go back!

"Mr. Murong, what are you thinking? Let's go. Officer Song's words brought Murong Hong back to reality.

"Oh, good." Murong Hong nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

After only taking two steps, Murong Hong turned his head and looked at Old Man Meng.

Old man Meng didn't have any expression on his face, and there was only tranquility in his eyes, super tranquility.

"That, Uncle Meng, don't you know how to tell fortunes? Can you do the math yourself, who will this murderer be? Murong Hong asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood for fortune telling." Old man Meng gave Murong Hong a cold face.

"Really?" Murong Hong frowned, "Is Yi Hui accurate this week?" I'm just curious. “

Officer Song also looked at Murong Hong suspiciously, thinking: Why are you asking this?

"Didn't you also use to be a Taoist priest? Haven't you studied this yet? Meng Ming asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Murong Hong said honestly, "I just studied Zhou Yi's scriptures, but I don't know how this thing should be divined, what is the principle of this divination?" ”

"Cosmic Information Theory." Old man Meng smiled.

He had a stern face just now, but now, he relaxed.

"Cosmic information theory?" Murong Hong was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

Officer Song also pricked up his ears, he also wanted to know how this old man Meng Ming Meng used Zhou Yi's divination technique to know that he was coming to him. Is this fortune telling really that accurate?

"The theory is actually quite simple. I ask you, how did you know what happened in the past? Old man Meng asked.

"What happened in the past, did that? What's so strange about that? Murong Hong was a little confused, "How could I not know what happened?" ”

"And how do you know what's going to happen in the future?"

"Who knows what's to come? How do I know if something hasn't happened? Murong Hong was stunned again.

"Do you think time is just a one-way street? Is there only one direction to go from the past to the present, and then from the present to the future? ”

"Isn't it?" Murong Hong said in surprise, "Could it be that there are two directions at this time?" ”

"Of course." Old man Meng turned around and pointed to the road leading to the community where he lived, "This road is in two directions, I walked from that side to this side just now, and I will go from this side to that side later." ”

"I'm telling you you're dizzy, what's this side and that?" Officer Song was a little impatient.

"Space is in two directions, from this to that, from that to this, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, right?" Old man Meng said.

"Yes." Murong Hong nodded.

"When I'm on that end, I can see this end; In the same way, when I get to this end, I can see that there is already that head, is that so? “

"Yes."

"Suppose time is like space, you can see that side when you stand at this end, and likewise you can see this end from that side, right?"

"Huh?" Murong Hong suddenly felt a shock in his heart, "So, we can see the past from the present, and we can also see the future from the present?" ”

"No, it's from the future to the present!"

"What?" Murong Hong was shocked.

"Time is also a kind of space, a kind of fourth space beyond three-dimensional space." Meng Ming said, "Since it is a space, of course they can interact with each other. So, since you can see the past from the present, of course, you can also see the past from the present of the future. ”

"The present of the future sees the past of the future?"

"Yes, the present of the future, that is the future of our present; Isn't the future past, the present? ”

"You mean: never looked at the present?"

"Yes, it's the same as when you look at the past from the present." Old man Meng nodded, "Zhou Yi's principle is that he has never looked at the present. In fact, all of our words and actions now, from the perspective of the future, are things that have already happened. If a person comes from the future, he will be able to tell exactly what you will do now and what you will do in the future. That's not because he's an immortal, it's that he's a man from the future, and your present is his past, the history he sees. ”

"History?" The top of Murong Hong's head suddenly seemed to be blown open.

Many things seem to be clear all at once.

"There is nothing new about the predictions. What you think is a prediction is just a person who has already been to the future and has never looked at the present. Old man Meng nodded, "Zhou Yi is our ancestor from the perspective of the future, using the information of the universe to work backwards from the development of things, so as to tell you what to do is the right thing." Because, forecasters already know the future, or rather, they have gone to the future. ”

"You're a bit superstitious." Officer Song squinted, "Have you already been to the future?" You think it's a time-traveling drama? ”

"Officer Song has also watched the time-traveling drama?" Murong Hong turned his head and asked.

"My daughter has seen it, and she's fascinated, but I don't believe it at all." Officer Song shook his head, "Why do young people like such ethereal things now?" If the future is predictable, then what is the point of our lives? ”

"The future is predictable, but the information is incomplete and fragmented." Old man Meng continued, "No one can accurately know everything in the future, because the information you get is incomplete. For example, I know that someone will come to me with an official charm, but I don't know if this person is a police officer or an officer. I also know that he came to me about the blood light, but I don't know if it was a murder or an accident such as a car accident. ”

"I see, the information you get from your divination is not complete, but the information is accurate, right?" Murong Hong said.

"Yes." Old Man Meng smiled, "Accurate, but incomplete. No one will read the future in its entirety, unless he is a person from the future. Cosmic information is some information stored in the four-dimensional space of time, which is interpreted from the perspective of the future. We can use the reversibility of space to get information in an appropriate way, but no one can read all the information. ”

"I see." Murong Hong nodded, "So, the eight-character fortune telling is also reading a person's future information password?" ”

"Yes." Old man Meng nodded, "The eight characters are predicted by using a person's birth time, and the time of this person's birth carries the life information of his life's fate, from the perspective of the future, a person's future fate is actually a predestined history." However, eight simple words cannot decipher all the information. This depends on the interpreter's own level and special sensing ability, a high-level fortune teller, coupled with his super perception of the future, can get more information than ordinary people. But even so, he couldn't read all the information. ”

"I see." Murong Hong suddenly brightened.

It seems that the lives of himself and his sister calculated by the old Taoist priest are not vain!

"I have a question." Unexpectedly, Officer Song, who had not spoken, spoke