Five children were lying on the hospital bed, and the children's parents came to receive news.

There was no clue in the case yet. A child woke up and told everyone: "We are classmates, we want to take risks... and then we arrived at that place. We saw... someone was doing a chemistry experiment, and then we were knocked out."

At first, Lao Jin thought his daughter was implicated by him. Perhaps the prisoner who once could not deal with him, so he found a soft persimmon to deal with his daughter. These classmates were all implicated.

But now I find that this is not the case.

This case is more complicated than expected.

"You send her back to the bureau first, and her father is waiting for her in the bureau." After hanging up the phone from the bureau, Lao Jin said to the locksmith.

"Is my dad okay?" Xiao Lingling raised her head and asked in a slight voice.

Lao Jin was a little afraid to look at the child. The child was too weird and avoided his gaze. "The matter has been found out, and he is fine."

"So fast?" Xiao Lingling frowned.

Not to mention Xiao Lingling, even Lao Jin felt that this matter was a bit quick.

He was not present and did not know the specific situation. He heard from his colleagues that it was the instructions from the superiors.

I don’t know what this Gu Dingliu is, so how could he be so valued by the superiors.

On the way back to the police station, I passed by a stall with roasted sweet potatoes. The sweet fragrance floated in the air, which was so tempting.

Little Lingling's nose swayed, her big eyes swayed, staring at the roasted sweet potatoes.

Her stomach roared.

The stall owner smiled and asked, "Do you want to weigh one?"

Seeing that Xiao Lingling could not even move her eyes away, the locksmith nodded with a smile: "Call one."

"Eight blocks." The stall owner quoted.

The locksmith was about to get the money, but was stopped by Xiao Lingling: "I have money!"

She took off her shoes, turned on the insole, and searched for a long time. Xiao Lingling was stunned: "Where did my money go?"

She obviously bought five red tickets and gave the program team three to buy fish. There should be two more. Where did she go?

Xiao Lingling took off her left-footed shoes and then took off her right-footed shoes. Finally, she drooped her head and said bitterly: "I lost the money."

The locksmith took out a ten yuan and was about to hand it to the stall owner: "I'll pay."

"No." Xiao Lingling waved her hand.

"Don't want to eat?"

"I can make money."

"How do you make money?"

Xiao Lingling raised her little face and looked at the owner of the sweet potato stall: "Boss, I'll calculate your life span for you, and you can calculate it accurately. Give me one, no, it's two sweet potatoes!" She raised a finger, and thought that her father hadn't eaten it yet, so she hurriedly stretched out her second finger.

The boss was amused, this little girl was really funny.

If my wife hadn't managed the money tightly, and if she had less sweet potatoes and less weight and made less money, she would have to settle the score with him, he really wanted to give her two roasted sweet potatoes directly.

"How could I know if you said it correctly?"

"It must be accurate." Xiao Lingling stared at him: "You are 36 years old now. When you are 40 years old, you will encounter a life-and-death disaster, but you can survive it smoothly. Unfortunately, you left in less than two years. So, you were 42 years old."

The locksmith wanted to cover Xiao Lingling's mouth, but it was too late.

"Children's words are free, and children's words are free!" The locksmith hurriedly apologized.

The owner of the sweet potato stall was so angry that he was clearly cursing him!

"Don't you believe me?"

"You dare to say it!" The locksmith was about to cover Xiao Lingling's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense, be careful of being beaten!"

Xiao Lingling avoided and rushed to the owner of the sweet potato stall: "It's not completely impossible to increase your life. You are about to make a fortune. At that time, you can donate more money to benefit and you can add your life! You must know that everything about life and death is not unchanging, and merit will extend your life."

"You're talking nonsense, don't blame me--"

Just as the little kid was about to leave, the phone rang.

The owner of the sweet potato stall answered the phone and heard his wife's excited voice: "Sweet potato, we are going to get rich! We are going to demolish it!"

"Demolition...relocation?"

"I asked the relocation team, and they helped me calculate it briefly. Although our small and dilapidated house is a bit broken, the location is good and the area is not small. It should be divided into about 5 million."

"I...I heard it right?"

"Five million! You won't have to be in the wind and rain anymore. When you get the relocation payment, we will buy a house with a shop! Come back quickly and wait for your signature!"

The owner of the stall who hung up the phone was still a little unconscious. He looked at Xiao Lingling in a daze and suddenly remembered what Xiao Lingling said just now: "You are about to make a fortune."

He really got rich!

The little girl said just now that he has not lived to be 42 years old, only 6 years!

I remember what the old man always said, good fortune and misfortune always depend on each other!

Is it because I have made a fortune and my life cannot suppress the money, so I will die early?

The more I thought about it, the more I became, the more I became. The stall owner squatted down and stared at Xiao Lingling carefully, trying to see a slight joke in Xiao Lingling's eyes.

No.

He was obviously just a little girl of four or five years old, but his eyes were so calm.

The calmer she was, the more panicked he became.

"What you said is true?"

“I don’t like to lie.”

"I... can only live to 42?"

"Donate money to do good deeds and you can live a few more years."

"Do you think how much I donate?"

"Do what you can."

"Is one million... suitable?"

"This is not a one-time consumption, donating money can be a long-term thing."

"Then my lifespan? Can it be because the more I donate money, the more I increase it?"

"A sincere heart will make you feel."

"Okay! I'll go back and sign it now, get the relocation payment, I'll donate one million!"

The stall owner ran away in a hurry, leaving behind the sweet potato stall.

The locksmith was completely stunned.

What did he hear just now? What did he see?

So the nouveau riche really believed the child's words?

One million people say they have to donate?

Xiao Lingling stood in front of the stall, picked up the small speaker left by the stall owner, turned on the switch, and started shouting: "Come on the fragrant sweet potato, come and buy it, don't miss it when you pass by~~~"

The locksmith was shouted back to his senses by the shouting of the yell and asked blankly: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't see it? I'm selling sweet potatoes."

"No, I'm asking why you sell sweet potatoes?"

"I want to eat sweet potatoes, but I don't have money. The man just now didn't pay the money for fortune telling, so I could only deduct his stall as a reward. Now this stall is mine." Xiao Lingling said seriously, as if this was natural.

In her opinion, she saw through his life and death book through her wise eyes and leaked the secrets of heaven, and deserved to be rewarded. Such a transaction must be cleared, otherwise it will be of no benefit to anyone.

"Ah...he promised you? Is this considered a robbery? This is wrong..."

"You go back first. I made money after selling sweet potatoes. I went to the police station to find my father. I know the way." Xiao Lingling felt that the adult was a little annoyed, and waved his hand and drove people impatiently.

Locksmith: "…"

He was still trying to convince Xiao Lingling, but Xiao Lingling shouted loudly with the speaker and ignored him at all.
Chapter completed!