Chapter 1: Do you dare to steal the Heavenly Master Sword?

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Southside Security Bureau.

"What do you usually do during the holidays during your studies?"

"Work part-time and earn money to support your family." Zhang Fan said truthfully.

Okay, good, make money to support your family.

The corners of Xiao Shan's mouth twitched slightly, obviously not believing Zhang Fan's reply.

"On the second day of the holiday, you told fortunes on Qingyang Street and collected 20,000 yuan of hexagram money, is there such a thing?"

"I didn't ask for it, he had to give it, and he couldn't stop it at all."

Zhang Fan spread his hands, pretending to be helpless.

Originally, he was a free fortune teller, but people had to give money to thank him.

Who can refuse this money for nothing?

Also, we call it fate, not hexagram gold.

"People accused me of fraud?" Zhang Fan asked rhetorically.

"This ...... Not really. ”

Xiao Shan shook his head, he had specially sent someone to investigate this matter.

At first, he thought it was an economic scam.

But as soon as the staff took out Zhang Fan's photo, the other party's whole family became extremely excited, and they were full of benefactors.

The staff quickly understood the cause and effect.

Indeed, after Zhang Fan gave him divination, they solved a major problem at home the next day.

As for whether it is a coincidence or not, it doesn't matter anymore, after all, both parties are willing, and the police can't interfere indiscriminately.

"Let's not talk about this matter first, in August last year, you opened an altar in the suburbs to ask for rain, which caused three consecutive days of heavy rain in Nancheng, is there such a thing?"

"This is also part-time? There's no way someone is going to pay you to get in the rain, right? ”

After the words fell, Zhang Fan said seriously:

"Really."

"There is a farmer in the east of the city who has planted dozens of acres of land, and he is about to die of drought, so he asked me for rain."

Xiao Shan: "So you begged for three days of torrential rain and drowned all the crops?" ”

"So I didn't get a dime that time."

Zhang Fan expressed regret, and then said: "Leader, you have to believe in science, God wants it to rain, what does it matter to me?" ”

"Believing in the ...... Science"

Hearing this, Xiao Shan's face was suddenly covered with black lines.

As the head of the game, he believed in science more than anyone else.

If it weren't for the above-level documents, it would have been impossible for him to send someone to arrest Zhang Fan, and it would have been impossible for him to interrogate here.

The Meteorological Bureau has not yet studied and understood the heavy rain.

After three days of torrential rain, several streets were flooded, and you still complained that you didn't make any money?

Forget it, next question.

After calming down, Xiao Shan continued to ask:

"On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the mage of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect next door suddenly died violently, and they reported that you did it, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

"Well...... this"

After a little hesitation, Zhang Fan chose to admit it.

"During the Chinese New Year, he had to fight me alone, and he was angry to death, so he can't blame me, right?"

"You...... You've done a great job. ”

Xiao Shan's eyes trembled, he didn't expect Zhang Fan to admit this matter generously.

At first, when he saw the information, he didn't believe it at all.

Although he had heard a lot of strange and bizarre things in the mouth of the old leader, he never thought that a college student would have such a method.

“……”

"On the seventh day of the first month of last month, someone in Yejia Village had a funeral, and the paper man almost lifted the coffin, was the paper man you provided?"

"What the customer asks, I also use the money to do things."

"Okay, last question, a few days ago you walked into the ancient tomb to steal antiques, even if it was a part-time job, you also broke the law, you know?"

"It's wrong, that's my ancestral grave, and it's illegal to renovate the ancestral grave?"

Zhang Fan looked innocent, but Xiao Shan looked gloomy.

"Nonsense! That's the Celestial Master's Tomb, you even dare to steal the Celestial Master's sword? ”

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