The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 82 - 79: High IQ Crimes Are the Most Terrifying

Chapter 82: Chapter 79: High IQ Crimes Are the Most Terrifying

Qin Zhao did not bother to respond for the time being, knowing that there were people online who believed her and many who doubted her.

She couldn’t possibly explain to each and every one of them, could she? So, she went to eat first.

But after dinner, things escalated and got much worse.

[Qin Zhao, you scammer! Give me back the money I tipped!]

[She’s not even a master, yet she has the nerve to ask for rewards!]

[All I see in her eyes is money, no wonder she said fortune-telling requires a tipping carnival.]

Many fans who had tipped her came over to scold Qin Zhao, hoping she would refund their money.

Zhu Yuanrui was on his microblog pretending to be all high and mighty, expressing that a serious master like himself mostly relied on fate for divination and did not place too much emphasis on money.

After smearing Qin Zhao, he then showed off his "noble" sentiments.

If she could tolerate this, then she wouldn’t be Qin Zhao.

She retweeted Zhu Yuanrui’s microblog with a declaration of war!

Qin ZhaoV: Since you speak so confidently and claim to be a professional, why not have a competition? Live stream with linked microphones, drawing random fans for fortune-telling @Zhu YuanruiV

Zhu YuanruiV: Finally daring to respond? Let’s have the contest.

Qin ZhaoV: Alright then, the loser calls the other ’daddy’!

Zhu YuanruiV: Childish.

Qin ZhaoV: Are you scared?

Zhu YuanruiV: Why would I be afraid of a little girl like you? At my age, it’s only right for you to call me daddy. How about this, the loser not only has to call the other party daddy but also has to apologize on the whole network.

Qin ZhaoV: Then get ready to apologize.

Zhu YuanruiV: Heh.

Qin Zhao’s response brought in even more onlookers.

After interacting swiftly on microblogs, both of them started their live streams.

Qin Zhao started her live stream on her cellphone from her room.

The two were connected via microphone; her opponent was a middle-aged man who appeared to have an air of a hermit, dignified and grave at first glance.

Upon observing his facial features, Qin Zhao knew he did have some talent but also vanity and arrogance; it seemed he was attracted by the fame she had garnered through her fortune-telling and thus came to pick a fight.

Zhu Yuanrui, seeing Qin Zhao’s countenance, a pretty and striking young lady, sneered with disdain. How could such a vase-like star be proficient in Mysticism!

He slowly began, "Today, Qin and I have a competition. Fans, you can send your photos or videos to our private messages, and then we will divinate for you live on stream.

Let’s see who’s the real imposter, swindling money!"

As soon as Zhu Yuanrui finished speaking, a flood of photos and videos poured into their private messages.

They took turns divining for viewers during the live stream and then sent their responses back to the fans in text form. Basically, both of them got it right, addressing many people’s confusion.

Zhu Yuanrui indeed had some ability; otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to accept the challenge.

But this way, no winner could be determined.

Zhu Yuanrui opened a video and said to Qin Zhao, "Let’s predict the future of this young man, shall we? He is just about to take the college entrance exam."

This was a viral video he found online, where a mother filmed a wall full of books and a cabinet full of trophies and certificates, and then the camera turned to her son, who was doing homework at a desk.

"Sure." Qin Zhao agreed cheerfully.

Zhu Yuanrui preemptively said, "I believe this boy is hardworking and has excellent Talent. Not only will he do well in the college entrance exam, but there might also be unexpected surprises."

During the fortune-telling just now, Zhu Yuanrui realized Qin Zhao indeed knew her stuff.

Since she did, what they could see would be the same.

But he spoke first, so when Qin Zhao mentioned it, he could simply accuse Qin Zhao of copying him.

Qin Zhao paused the video and stared at the boy’s face for a while.

"My answer is the opposite of yours; while he indeed has exceptional talent, his character is deplorable. Even if he gets into a good university, he will encounter unexpected incidents, possibly leading to imprisonment."

Zhu Yuanrui was stunned. He hadn’t expected Qin Zhao’s answer to differ from his own.

He truly could read faces, though face reading wasn’t always accurate. But Qin Zhao could not only read faces but also see cause and effect, Qi Fortune. On this boy, she saw a trail of murderous karma.

[Are you sick? My son is so well-behaved; how could he possibly end up in prison?]

[I have tens of millions of followers on my account; you’re tarnishing my son’s reputation. Wait for the lawyer’s letter!]

The boy’s mother happened to be in the live stream. Upon hearing what Qin Zhao said, she was instantly enraged, furiously bombarding Qin Zhao with messages and her followers chimed in with support.

[Dongdong has good grades and a good temperament; he couldn’t possibly do anything bad.]

[Just for your own fame, it’s not very nice to say such things about a child, is it?]

[This Qin Zhao is really something, Dongdong is just a kid, what could he possibly do?]

The incident hadn’t been resolved yet, but most people were inclined to believe Zhu Yuanrui’s fortune-telling.

The boy’s mother is a big name on the video platform and often posts daily videos about her and her son, showcasing his various talents and awards, making everyone envious of her for having such an outstanding son.

In response to everyone’s doubts, Qin Zhao simply said, "Good grades don’t necessarily indicate good character. High intelligence used for crime is the most terrifying."

[Haha, do you have paranoid delusions?]

Just after Fu Wending’s mother snapped with this comment, there was a knock at the door.

She got up to open it and was met with policemen.

Huo Xun presented his credentials, "Hello, we found the body of a pregnant woman in Nanshan, and the surveillance captured your son visiting that area. We need to investigate him."

Her face changed instantly, in disbelief.

"Dongdong did go to Nanshan last week, indeed. He had planned a hiking trip with friends.

The body has nothing to do with him; he’s always well-behaved at home and wouldn’t do such a thing."

"If he didn’t do it, we’ll naturally let him come back."

Captain Huo took out a search warrant, "We need to search your house, please cooperate."

At this moment, Fu Wending walked out of his room.

Seeing the policemen, he showed no emotion, then cast his eyes down.

"Mom, what’s happening?"

Lu Wenli quickly asked him, "Did you encounter any pregnant woman in Nanshan?"

Fu Wending shook his head to indicate he had not.

Other officers were searching the place, while Huo Xun was observing the boy.

From the moment he saw the police, to when his mother asked the question, his emotions were very steady, even excessively calm.

Even someone who had done nothing wrong wouldn’t be so calm upon police visiting their home.

And the instant Fu Wending came out, Captain Huo thought he glimpsed excitement in his eye.

Excitement? What was there to be excited about?

After about half an hour, an officer came to Captain Huo and said, "Captain Huo, we haven’t found the murder weapon."

"Continue searching in the vicinity."

Captain Huo looked at the mother and son, "Both of you, come with me to the police station."

The arrival of so many policemen at their doorstep and the subsequent search had attracted the neighbors’ attention.

And this neighbor happened to know about the online fortune-telling contest. He took pictures of the visiting police and posted them online.