"Yes, hurry up."

She came back to her senses and stood up quickly.

I reminded her, "Take your phone. I'll show you the way. He didn't hide your son in his house. Call the police and an ambulance. Quick! You only have half an hour!"

"The Louis Family" rushed out, and the picture of her could not be seen clearly.

"Sisters, I found her address. Let's go!"

I kindly reminded, "Doxxing is illegal. Besides, I'm a fortune teller. Even though you found my address, come on if you can."

Ten minutes later, the picture of the woman's side gradually stabilized. "Master, Master, where is him?"

I looked at the path on the mountain. "Take the right path, and go straight for two kilometers. Then turn right. There is a cellar one kilometer away. It's right there."

The three-kilometer mountain road was rugged and it took her ten minutes to climb up. When she opened the door of the cellar, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen curling up there showed up. He looked pale and there was dried blood on the back of his head.

The woman hugged him and cried bitterly. I silently reminded her, "The ambulance can't come up. Hurry and take him down. There are only ten minutes left."

A middle-aged man who came from behind rushed over immediately after seeing his son, with his eyes bloodshot, "Son, what happened to you? This is the cellar of Tom Lee's family. Tom Lee, you bastard, I will kill you!"

After seeing the child found and successfully sent to the ambulance, I sent the payment code from the backend and said, "Remember to pay me the money. You can never owe money to a fortune teller. This is the rule passed down by our ancestors."

The Louis Family wiped away her tears, her hands shaking with excitement, "Thank you, Master. Thank you."

She quickly transferred the money to me and then hung up. I guess she went to Tom Lee.

The comment section went silent, and the “Get out of the entertainment business” messages that were flooding the screen have disappeared.

"Master, I kowtow to you. Please tell me when I will become rich."

"With a loud noise in the sky, your old slave made a brilliant appearance. Master, look at me!"

"There is no need to be a loud noise in the sky, because your old slave, me, has my own speakers."

"I don't need any speakers. I'll do it myself."

Before I could reply, a prompt popped up on the screen.

"Friendly reminder: Your live broadcast involves superstition and feudalism, and your account will be banned for 240 hours."

The live broadcast was blocked instantly.

I touched the bank card in my pocket. Hmm, three thousand, a huge sum of money.

2

The next morning, I was awakened by a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw two policemen.

I was stunned for a moment. "Oh my god, this is a closed area and you dare to enter. You are so brave."

They took out their IDs and said, "Ms. Waston, there is an interprovincial case that requires your cooperation in the investigation."

I figured it out. It must result from what happened last night.

When I arrived at the police station, a group of people questioned me and it seemed that they treated me as a criminal suspect.

But there was no evidence at all, so they had to let me go.

Before leaving, I was stopped and taken to the chief's office.

The director tried hard to squeeze out space for eyes on his chubby face, probably because he wanted to stare at me sharply, but in the end, even his eyes couldn't be seen, so he had to give up.

"I heard you are a fortune-teller?"

I took out the Olympus brand and slapped it, "Fortune-tellers from Olympus do have something. No lies, and no charge for inaccuracy."

"We need your help."

"Three thousand each time."

The flesh on Chief Bailey's face trembled like water ripples, "It's a cooperation between the police and a citizen."

I sighed, "It's not personal. Fortune-telling is about prying into the secrets of heaven. You have to pay to cut off our connection, otherwise you will be unlucky."

He hesitated for a moment and took out a few photos. "We recently solved a murder case. The suspect has been caught, but the clues are incomplete and the victim's body has not been found."

"If we can't find the body, we can't convict. Here's a photo of the victim. What can you tell?"

I looked at the photo. The death air was solid.

I took out the copper coins and tortoise shell I had brought, and counted on my fingers in a mysterious manner. Suddenly I opened my eyes and said, "No. 666, Impera Garden."

Director Bailey's face turned green. He walked around in the office and slammed the table, "Are you sure?"

I tilted my head back. "I'm absolutely sure. Ten out of ten."

No kidding. My integrity could be challenged, but fortune-telling ability could not. Because that’s what I do to make a living.

He touched his bald head and said, "Let's go take a look first."

When I got there, I realized why his face had been so green.

Well, it was a high-end game.

Impera Garden, villa area.

The people living there were either retired military officers or business tycoons. No. 666 was actually where a veteran lived.

Director Bailey looked at me with suspicion.

"That murderer was a loser. How could he dump the body here? Let's go back."

I stopped him and stroked my chin, "Who told you it was in the house? It was in the sewer."

He slapped his forehead, "I am going to get killed by you."

He called a bunch of people, and they pretended to be pipe cleaners and come to clean the sewer.

During the period, many people were watching.

When I was directing them to the specific location, my arm was grabbed. I turned around, saw an arrogant face.

"Elissa, you just can't give up, don't you? I can't believe you have chased my brother all the way here, and even disguised yourself as a plumber. You are so shameless."

I looked at this face and suddenly remembered that she was Joan Leech’s sister, Linda Leech.

She happened to come to visit her brother when I was filming with Joan, and she saw me touching Joan's arm.

"Elissa, I'm telling you. There's no chance for you to be with my brother. I already have a sister-in-law. You'd better be wise and get out of here now."

I shook her hand off and said, "You're being paranoid. I'm not interested in your brother."

Linda looked very unhappy. "Security, take her out. Be aware of who you are. Can you afford a house here?"

I watched the people fish out a few black plastic bags. I ignored this lunatic and said, "That's all."

Linda came closer and yelled, "I'm talking to you. Don't pretend you can't hear me... Ugh."

When the plastic bag was opened, a foul odor hit people in the face.

It caused an instant sensation.

The old soldier who lived in No. 666 came out at some point and frowned at Chief Bailey, "Sam, is this what you came here for? The murderer is so cruel. He must be severely punished."

Chief Bailey touched his bald head and said, "Yes, Mr. Leech."

"Are you the one who did the live fortune-telling yesterday?"

I searched for the voice and saw a young man.

Linda ran over after vomiting, "What kind of fortune-telling? I think it's just a trick. You charlatan, get out of here."

Mr. Leech frowned, "Linda, don't be rude. Go back."

I looked at the old house of the Leech family and said, "Mr. Leech, there is something wrong with the geomancy of your house. You'd better find someone who knows about it to take a look, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble."

Being not annoyed, Mr. Leech just nodded and left.

Chief Bailey came over and said with a silly smile, "Master, you know geomancy. Why don't you go to my house and take a look?"

I shook my head. "I don't understand. My major is fortune-telling. I only know a little bit about geomancy and face reading. After all, I came from Olympus, so I have to learn a little bit of everything."

"Every profession has its own expertise. If you really want to read geomancy, go find an expertise. I can recommend for you for a 2% commission."

Chief Bailey immediately shook his head, "Forget it. Forget it."

After taking the three thousand yuan paid by Chief Bailey, I touched my wallet which was gradually getting fatter. If I had known this would happen, I would not be an actress.

3

During the days when my account was blocked, I had nothing to do, and six thousand yuan was enough to support me for a few days.

I was slurping instant noodles, in a daze, when my agent called me.

"Elissa, you've been quite popular recently. Although there are many people scolding you, this still make you famous. How did you come up with the idea of establishing the persona of a fortune teller?"

"I've arranged a live variety show for you. Your acting skills aren't that good for a TV show or anything like that. I've already signed on. Just go and be a guest star."

"Joan is a regular member. Remember to get close to him and create some gossip for later hype. We'll be leaving in two days."

I got speechless. Even my instant noodles didn't taste good anymore. I wanted to slack off.

Two days later, I was taken to the island. Many people had already arrived and looked at me with contempt.

The girl next to Joan hugged his arms even tighter when she saw me.

I was speechless. Ever since people knew I was going to participate in this episode of Wilderness Survival, the enthusiasm that had just subsided has risen again.

The headlines were all "Elissa gets out of the entertainment business."

I wanted to leave, but who would pay the penalty?

The biggest highlight of this program was the live broadcast, without any editing, which could show people the most real image of the celebrities.

There were only five regular guests, and the guest appearances were just me and another girl.

The popular young actress Bella Chance sweetly took my arm when she saw me and said, "Elissa, I heard someone died on this island. I'm hanging on to you this time."

I immediately understood why the director invited me. He wanted to do a horror theme.

The girl next to Joan was called Wendy White. When she saw me coming, she said, "It's okay even if there are ghosts. Ms. Waston is a Taoist priest. She will definitely protect us."

I denied it. "I'm just a fortune teller, and the price is three thousand each time. Ms. White, do you want to try?"

"That cheap?"

It hurt.

We arrived at the campsite while playing and chatting. After setting up the tent, I went out to meet everyone.

The program team would provide food on the first night.

As soon as I went out, I was attracted by the aroma of a roasted rabbit. Before eating, I heard Wendy's crying voice.

"Oh my god, rabbits are so cute. Can we not eat them? Joan, can you save them?"

Then she looked at us with wet eyes.

It was so quiet.

I looked at the only roasted rabbit and the others in the cage and raised my hand silently, "Rabbits are indeed cute. I volunteer to save half."

Without caring what others thought, I tore off half of the rabbit meat and put it on the plate and ate it with relish.

Bella followed closely behind, "It's really cute. I'll save one leg."

Seeing Wendy was about to cry, I took out the incense from my bag and said, "Sorry, sorry, I'll burn incense for you."

She was blocked, didn't know whether to cry or not.

After eating and drinking, I went into the tent and fell asleep.

I was woken up in the middle of the night when I was sleeping soundly. Bella's hand was shaking as she pushed me, and the sound of her teeth chattering was particularly obvious in the dark. "Elissa, listen. There are sounds of bells and screams outside."