S.C.I Mystery vol 1 Chapter 57, The Magic Killer 12: The Fortune teller

S.C.I Mystery《S.C.I.谜案集》 Mi An Ji
S.C.I Mystery vol 1 Chapter 57, The Magic Killer 12: The Fortune teller

Ma Han came to the casino's security room, showed his ID, and then directly drove the security guard away and watched the surveillance video alone.


The lobby, according to Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao, the video in 10 minutes - Zhao Jue.

The name, to the entire S.C.I., is undoubtedly a heavy bomb, and she wished Bai Yutang had just made a joke of it.

The subtle Ma Han blends out the ten-minute image, and looking down frame by frame, a figure clearly appears in his field of vision... The hair is longer and the silencer was off... but this is Zhao Jue. He even deliberately glanced at the security camera～～ with a mocking grin on his face, as if he was laughing at someone～～and he wasn't afraid of being discovered.

Ma Han's psychology is good, but he still feels a little heartbeat, so what does that mean? Pulling over the chair of the security guard behind him, he sat down and steadied himself a little. Suddenly, there was a light footstep at the door... Very lightly, like someone were walking in their bare feet...

Quickly dodging to the door, Ma Han listened intently to the commotion outside. Soon, that footstep was heard behind the door, and after another moment, the door was pushed open a little bit...

Ma Han took a step back, grabbed the door handle, gave it a hard yank, reached out and grabbed the person who had fallen in, flung him towards the floor in the middle of the room, and a scream was heard - it was a woman.

Taking a quick glance, he saw that what had fallen to the floor was a woman in a flamboyant evening attire, with long hair, sitting on the floor rubbing his ankles and looking up indignantly at Ma Han.

"Why you?" Ma Han looked at Chen Jiayi on the ground, very puzzled.

"Why me? You know it's me and you were still pushing so hard!" Chen Jiayi helped the stool next to her to stand up, the heel of her tall shoe breaking, and she sat down on the stool and rubbed her feet.

"What are you doing here?" Ma Han asked with a frown.

"I wanted to see what you were doing in the surveillance room..." Chen Jiayi said cautiously, "You're a spy?"

Ma Han shook his head, walked over to the computer and started exporting the view screen, casually asking her, "Are you okay?"

"My feet are a little sore." Chen Jiayi looked at the busy Ma Han, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Ma Han burned the video screen into a disc and prepared to take it back to S.C.I. He then opened the rest of the video for a quick glance to see if there was any more footage of Zhao Jue.

"Huh? Isn't that Master Zhao?" Chen Jiayi said as she suddenly pointed to Zhao Jue in the picture.

"What?" Ma Han looked back at her in surprise, "You know him?"

"Hmm." Jiayi nodded, "He's my fortune teller."

"Fortune teller?" Ma Han adjusted himself and tried to be as calm as possible, "You just called him Teacher Zhao, what was his name?"

"He seems to be called... Zhao Jue." Chen Jiayi thought for a moment, "A friend introduced me to him oh he is divine."

Ma Han sat down in another chair to one side and muttered to himself, "My God..."

Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao followed Shen Qian to an activity room where Shen Ling was chatting with a few friends.

"Ling Ling, these two officers want to talk to you." Shen Qian pushed open the door and walked in.




Shen Ling faintly froze and nodded, and his friends all got up and left in good humor. Kong Cheng stood up and walked over to Shen Qian, "Boss, do you need me to stay?"

Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao gave Kong Cheng a somewhat curious glance.

Shen Qian introduced, "He's my lawyer." After saying that, he nodded towards Kong Cheng.

Kong Cheng smiled at Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao, "May I ask if this is a formal police interview?"

Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao glared at each other, dealing with the lawyer ah - Plan C.

Zhan Yao looked at Bai Yutang with some difficulty: "Little Bai, we don't have the permission."

"Hmmm~~" Bai Yutang rubbed his chin, "Indeed, one has the right to refuse to answer questions if they are informal."

Zhan Yao nodded, "Here's the deal, you go back and apply for an arrest warrant."

"Arrest warrant?" Bai Yutang wondered, "Arrest back for a retrial?"

"Hmm~~ According to the relevant evidence, Miss Shen is suspected of the murder ten years ago, right, and Boss Shen is suspected of covering it up..." Zhan Yao looked at the lawyer, "Lawyer Kong what do you, should we just talk about it or go through the official process?"

Bai Yutang nodded and nodded, "Yeah yeah yeah, today is the opening of the casino, the boss did not even make a speech, just now brother and sister were invited to the police station, tomorrow Shen Group's stock price may have to fall very badly."

Kong Cheng chuckled somewhat awkwardly, "Do two officers count that as intimidation?"

Bai Yutang also laughed harmlessly: "I didn't show my police card... Isn't this a private meeting? And it's still the question-and-answer kind."

Shen Qian patted Kong Cheng, “You go out. We'll just talk in private."

The lawyer was dismissed and the group took their seats in the room.

Shen Ling kept her head down and seemed nervous.

"Ask whatever you want," Shen Qian smiled and lit a cigarette, erecting his legs and leaning back on the couch.

Bai Yutang looked at Shen Ling and asked, "Miss Shen, can you recall the case of Xu Jiali from ten years ago to us?"

"..." Shen Ling was silent for a moment, "It's been so long, I can't remember much."

"We have already asked Kong Liping and Li Xu beforehand and have some knowledge of what happened at that time." Zhan Yao said seriously, "I don't think the experience you guys had back then is the kind that you can just forget."

Taking a deep breath, Shen Ling said, "Jiali was killed by Tong Ming, I saw it."

"What are the specifics?" Bai Yutang pursued.

"At that time, I was going to the dressing room after practicing with Zhenzhen and Liping, when Tong Ming came out headlong. He was covered with blood and stumbled away, and we went in and saw Xu Jiali lying there." Shen Ling took a sip of water and continued, "We were ready to call the police, but that's when Li Xu and Qingyao came in and they decided to help Tong Ming cover up the crime... Then, we faked that scene."

"Why are you three helping?" Bai Yutang asked.

"We've got to keep Tong Ming, he's our coach, we've got a cabaret coming up soon, it's a chance for all of us break into entertainment business"

Zhan Yao glanced at Bai Yutang, then asked Shen Qian, "Why did you help Kong Liping with the baby last night?"

"She said she had something very important to do and asked me to watch the baby for her." Shen Qian replied crisply.

"She asked you to babysit, and you went?" Bai Yutang expressed disbelief, "You don't seem like such a nice person to talk to."

Shen Qian smiled helplessly, "I'm Shen Group boss, she's just a housewife, but she can tell the media that my sister once faked the last case of a famous serial murder case... So normally, I can only comply with her requests."

"Is that why you were so enamored with this case in the first place?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Exactly." Shen Qian nodded, "That serial killer recently started working again, and the victim also so happened to be Zhang Zhenzhen, I had to be more alert."

Nodding, Bai Yutang gave Zhan Yao a glance, meaning - how was it?

Zhan Yao made a wink at him - almost, to the limit.

So the two rose to bid farewell.

Out the door and into the elevator, Zhan Yao asked Bai Yutang, "How much of what he said is true, do you think?"

Bai Yutang thought for a moment, "Half-truth and Half-false."




Walking down the stairs, they saw Ma Han standing next to her car, waiting for a beautiful woman who looked familiar.

As soon as he saw Ma Han, Zhan Yao fiercely thought about Zhao Jue, rushed straight over, grabbed Ma Han and asked, "How is it? Is there any proof?"

Ma Han nodded and took out the disc, "Crystal clear."

Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao, despite some mental preparation, briefly lost the ability to speak - Zhao Jue really isn't dead.

Taking the lead to wake up, Bai Yutang looked suspiciously at Chen Jiayi beside Ma Han.

Ma Han said, "There's something more sinister, she knows Zhao Jue."

"What?" Zhan Yao and Bai Yutang were surprised.

"What's so strange about that? He's my fortune teller." Chen Jiayi said, "A lot of people go to him for advice."

"Fortune teller?" Zhan Yao almost cried out in surprise, "That's a fortune-teller?"

"Yeah." Chen Jiayi nodded, "Redeem sin and guide the way of life."

"Do you know where he lives?" Zhan Yao asked.

"I know his studio, isn't that where he lives..."

"Take us!" Without saying a word, Bai Yutang opened the car door and stuffed Chen Jiayi inside, and the crowd got into the car and drove as fast as Chen Jiayi said they would.

The car made it into the center of S City, and since the location Chen Jiayi said was a pedestrian street, the crowd got out of the car and could not enter.

This street is the shopping center of S City, with a large concentration of fashion brand stores, large malls, and fine restaurants.

Led by Chen Jiayi, the four came to the door of a quaintly decorated gallery.

Walking into the gallery, a well-dressed, braided, artistically inclined young man greeted him.

“Jiayi?" said the young man, speaking in less than fluent Chinese, "I remember you didn't have an appointment today."

Approached, only to find that the person speaking was not of Asian descent, somewhat Italian.

"Andy, is Mr. Zhao here?" Chen Jiayi asked, "I have a few friends who said they wanted to meet him."

"Oh... Wow!" Andy swept the crowd, just about to speak, when his gaze fell on Zhan Yao's face and he suddenly called out, "Are you the model for that painting?"

"What model?" Bai Yutang was puzzled.

"Ah! You too!" Andy excitedly pointed to Bai Yutang.

The crowd was baffled by him.

"You guys come and see." Andy led the four up the second floor, the old wooden staircase creaking, the upper floor resembling a drawing room with a large pile of paintings. The two in the middle are particularly conspicuous, placed on the easel, and are the portraits of Zhan Yao and Bai Yutang.

"Andy, a guest?" A man walked slowly down the third floor... White sweater, long black hair...

Zhan Yao and Bai Yutang looked up at him, and it felt a little unreal.

“Zhao Jue!" Bai Yutang frowned, reached up and pulled out the handcuffs around his waist.

"Yikes!" Zhao Jue somewhat panicked and ran away, hiding behind Zhan Yao, showing a very scared look and grabbing Zhan Yao's shoulders with both hands. Seeing Bai Yutang's expression on his face, he blinked slightly mischievously again and rubbed his head against Zhan Yao's shoulder.

Bai Yutang said coldly, "You are suspected of multiple murders and I will take you back to the police station."

Zhao Jue winked somewhat innocently and came up to Zhan Yao's ear and said, "He's so mean."

Zhan Yao, who had already recovered from his shock, slowly turned around and looked at Zhao Jue, smiling, "You're not afraid of us finding you, which means you're fully prepared, aren't you?"

Zhao Jue nodded somewhat triumphantly and walked over to Andy and asked, "Andy, how long have you been here working for me?"

"Huh?... Three years." Andy was a little confused.

"Three years?" Ma Han looked at Zhan Yao and Bai Yutang unbelievably, Zhao Jue escaped in just a few months, how could it be three years?

“Jiayi, how long have I been giving you a consultation?" Zhao Jue continued to ask.

Chen Jiayi thought for a moment, "Almost a year," finished, looking at Bai Yutang and the others, "So you wanted me to bring you here to arrest him, huh? You must be mistaken, Mr. Zhao is a good person!"

Zhan Yao was speechless, staring into Zhao Jue's eyes, "Hypnotically implanted memories?"

Zhao Jue smiled innocently, nodded and shook his head again, holding out his hands for Zhan Yao to see.

The crowd was surprised to find his palms flat, fingerprints, palm prints, nothing.

"The game is on again, isn't it?" Zhan Yao asked Zhao Jue.

Zhao Jue reached out and nudged Zhan Yao's chin, seeing Bai Yutang's cold face, and quickly withdrew his hand again, smiling, "Only because there's good playmates, and lots of toys."

Zhan Yao listened quietly as he finished and slowly looked around, no longer paying attention to Zhao Jue, but turning his face to Chen Jiayi and gently reaching out and snapping a finger in her ear.

Chen Jiayi faintly froze, suddenly becoming somewhat dazed as Zhan Yao gave her a light pat on the shoulder, came up to her and whispered the words in her ear for almost three minutes, followed by another light pat on Chen Jiayi's shoulder.

After doing that, Zhan Yao asked, "Miss Chen, when did you first come here?"

"Uh..." Chen Jiayi rubbed her temples and looked around, "Hmm... Yes, three days ago... I have a headache..."

By the time she finished, Zhan Yao reached up and snapped another finger in her ear.



Chen Jiayi's eyes returned as they were, looking around somewhat puzzled, why was everyone looking at her like that?

"Heh, heh," Zhan Yao shook his head, "You drew these two paintings as specified instruction specifically for this day, anyone who has seen us will automatically go into the hypnotic state you specified and their memory will be confused."

Zhao Jue clapped his hands happily while laughing, and finally, retracting his smile, said annoyedly, "So, you guys can detain me?"

Zhan Yao shook his head, "No, we can't, we have no proof."

Bai Yutang collected the handcuffs and pulled Zhan Yao, “Cat'er, let's go."

Zhan Yao turned to go downstairs, and Zhao Jue somewhat reluctantly followed a few steps ahead, like a little friend whose playmate were leaving.

Bai Yutang turned one last time and was about to go downstairs when Zhao Jue suddenly said, "Life is like a game ~~ isn't it?"

Turning back, Bai Yutang looked at Zhao Jue for a long time and nodded, "That's right, but games are not life."

Zhao Jue cocked his head somewhat puzzled.

"Those who take the game as their life are destined to play themselves into it... Isn't that right?" After saying that, Bai Yutang turned around and walked away without looking back.

Zhao Jue watched them leave, becoming even quieter as he walked over to the two paintings and reached out to gently stroke the face of the man in the painting... his eyes, faintly sad.





~ S.C.I Mystery Volume 1: The Magic Killer ~



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