Fan Jialuo drank the glass of pitch-black water, then lowered his eyelids and stared blankly, as if he was sensing something. His hands were folded on his legs, and his two thumbs touched each other lightly, as if they were wrapping around an invisible thread, but no one knew what was pulling at the other end of the thread.
After a while, countless fragmentary and swaying images appeared in his mind, accompanied by countless squeaking sounds. He needed to pick out the most important images among the chaotic and disorderly torrent, like the sand of the Ganges River.
He fell into a long silence.
Song Wennuan was really nervous at this time, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. She understood that the reputation of this show was completely tied to Teacher Fan. If Teacher Fan lost, she simply couldn’t imagine the scene of the entire team holding up signs and admitting that they were liars on TV. Afterward, it would be difficult for this group of people to gain a foothold in the circle!
It was a matter of livelihood. Whether it was the people present or the people watching Fan Jialuo through the monitor, they were so nervous that smoke was almost rising from their throats. Only Song Rui quietly put away the sharp lens and smiled silently.
Shen Tu was still slumped lazily on the chair, holding his stomach with both hands and waiting very patiently, seemingly confident. But if you looked closely, you would find that his gaze had darkened, and his originally soft and tender cheeks had stretched out into two stiff lines.
His parents were still unaware. They covered their noses and said in disgust, “Who are these people? They can drink such dirty water! It’s simply disgusting, right? Why is he acting mysterious and stalling again? I really regret coming to your program!”
“Yes, you should regret it,” Fan Jialuo suddenly spoke, breaking the silence, then raised his head and said quietly, “Can I go out and make a phone call?”
“No!” Shen Tu smiled and waved his hand. “You can only act in front of my eyes. Do you want to call someone to check my background? Your program team is really set on cheating.”
I really want to strangle this kid to death! Damn, why does he look so annoying! I must have been blind at first when I thought he was so honest and dull! Song Wennuan gritted her teeth in anger, and then looked at Teacher Fan worriedly. She thought he hadn’t sensed anything and was at the end of his rope.
“Yeah! It’s always my family’s TuTu who thinks ahead! If you want to make a phone call, you can only do it here, and you have to put it on speaker phone so that we can all hear! Who knows what you want to do when you go out with your cell phone!” Father and Mother Shen also helped their son to cause trouble.
Fan Jialuo also gave up his insistence and nodded politely to the staff standing to the side. “Can you please help me get my phone? It’s on the dressing table in my lounge.”
“Okay Teacher Fan, please wait a moment.” The staff immediately ran out and brought back a cell phone after a while.
Fan Jialuo placed his cell phone on the round table, opened the address book with his slender fingertips, and slowly rummaged through the many contacts. It took a few dozen seconds to find a phone number at the end and dial it.
“Hey, is this Teacher Fan? What made you call me?” A high-spirited male voice came from the other end, speaking with joy and flattered surprise.
“Xiao Fei, have you returned to Beijing? Are you at the police station?” Fan Jialuo asked continuously without unnecessary greetings.
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“I have returned to Beijing and am at the station now. Teacher Fan, is something wrong?” With his professional instinct, Yang Shengfei noticed that Teacher Fan’s tone was serious, so he became nervous.
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“Huh? Oh! I’ll go right away!” The staff member ran away and soon came back with a glass of water. Four words rang in his mind—There. Was. A. Bomb!
How did Teacher Fan know there was a bomb? Inexplicably, he suddenly started talking about a bomb! All the staff were speculating, feeling panicked, and not quite daring to believe it. This matter was really mysterious, and the jump was too big. They were obviously conducting a spiritual analysis, why did they suddenly call the police? Was this Teacher Fan’s tactic to disrupt the bet?
Obviously, Shen Tu didn’t think so. His slumped body suddenly slid down, and then he tried his best to prop himself up with his elbows. He forced a smile on his lips, but the light in his pupils was sharp. His pupils, which always moved slowly and strangely, were now in full swing, trembling left and right, as if even his soul couldn’t be stabilized. He almost asked in shock, “How do you know?” However, he gritted his teeth and closed his mouth. At this moment, his white and tender face had stiff angles, and he looked completely unlike a young boy.
However, Father Shen and Mother Shen were still confused, with a look of contempt on their faces. They firmly believed that this was Fan Jialuo’s way of escaping reality.
“Fan Jialuo, forget it if you can’t sense it. Why are you reporting a false case? Be careful the police don’t turn around and catch you!” Mother Shen stretched out her neck and shouted at the phone, fearing that the police on the other end wouldn’t hear.
However, the other party ignored her and responded sentence by sentence, “Teacher Fan, I understand. I will inform the captain immediately. No, no, no, I have to tell the director! A bomb suddenly appeared in the city. This is a major case! Please give me the address quickly and I will write it down!” He suddenly shouted in a loud voice, “Captain, captain, go tell the director that there is a bomb in the city! The person who reported the case is Teacher Fan!”
This last sentence was like a gunshot, immediately causing the police in the office to take action. The table, stools, and shoes at the other end were banging, and a majestic voice gradually became louder, “Give me the phone, you go notify the director! Hello, Teacher Fan, please continue, this is Zhuang Zhen.”
Fan Jialuo lowered his eyelids and recounted, “The bombs are all in Victory High School. There are nine in total. One is in locker No. 168 of the senior year group, one is in the circular flower garden next to the playground, one is in the circular garden beside the playground…” After explaining the specific locations of the bombs in detail, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Tu, and continued, “In addition, you can send two teams to look for evidence and arrest the suspect. I will give you two more addresses…”
Hearing that one of the addresses he reported was their own home, Father and Mother Shen finally realized something was wrong and shouted, “Why did you give my address to the police? What right do you have? You lunatic, did you just take the wrong medicine…”
While cursing, they stood up to attack Fan Jialuo, but Song Rui blocked them first. Song Wennuan also came to her senses and quickly asked the staff to hold the two of them. They were fighting and causing a scene, but Fan Jialuo was not affected at all. He was saying cautiously, “Send someone to the TV station immediately. The suspect is opposite me.”
“Okay, we’ll be right there.” Zhuang Zhen hung up the phone quickly.
Shen Tu was still stunned, but Father and Mother Shen screamed, “You actually called the police and asked the police to arrest our TuTu? On what grounds did you do this? Is it just because you lost a bet with him? If you report a false case, you will go to jail. Yes! Just wait for the police to arrest you! Nothing will happen to us or TuTu. Only you, the law-illiterate, will be unlucky! Madman, all of you are madmen!”
Song Wennuan wished she could knock out all their teeth with a slap and tell them to shut up, but in front of the camera, she could only hold back. She now understood that it was not that Teacher Fan couldn’t sense anything, but that he sensed a huge and terrifying secret!
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but look at Shen Tu, only to find that he was no longer as lazy and contemptuous as before. He was glaring at Teacher Fan with bulging blood-red eyes, and then slowly stood onto the chair, holding the table with both hands and leaning over.
His hair stood on end and his back was arched like a beast ready to attack. A mass of black energy spread out from his body and slowly enveloped him, and then gradually grew so thick and robust that the shadow projected on the wall actually became very tall and strong. His white and tender skin turned blue, and his previously soft arms were now stretched into bulging muscles. His physical strength instantly exceeded the limits of human beings, and he turned into a killing machine that could tear anyone apart.
This strange scene shocked everyone.
Song Rui subconsciously blocked in front of Fan Jialuo, and a glass shard slipped out of his cuff silently and was tightly clamped by his fingertips. Being proficient in anatomy, he knew how to drain a person’s entire body of blood in the shortest possible time.
However, Fan Jialuo pulled him behind him firmly to protect him, and whispered to comfort him, “It’s okay, I can deal with it.”
“How can you deal with it?” As soon as Song Rui finished speaking, he saw the glass of water placed on the corner of the table by the staff and ignored by everyone. It had turned black and was gurgling with cold air. Compared with the previous glass of water, its color seemed to be darker and its texture was more viscous. It had been assimilated and sorted out by Fan Jialuo’s magnetic field, so it had become a medium for him, which could help him absorb all spiritual thoughts.
Every emotion of every person in the room was quietly absorbed by it, and Shen Tu’s emotions were the strongest, so it naturally absorbed his emotions the most.
Seeing this glass of inexplicably black water, Shen Tu’s eyes darkened, and he reached out his hand and ruthlessly swatted it away. The glass was smashed by his fist, causing black water droplets to splash everywhere, but they instantly evaporated into black mist, coming from all directions like a net and wrapping Shen Tu tightly.
The emotions in the water originated from him, the magnetic field in the water originated from him, and the power in the water also naturally belongs to him. Fan Jialuo just had to vibrate his own magnetic field, let the black water evaporate, and then drive it to entangle with Shen Tu. fight. The so-called “using another’s spear to attack their shield” was nothing more than this.
Shen Tu, who had been accumulating strength just now, as if he was able to tear everything apart, now fell from the chair, screaming and rolling in the black mist. The spotlights placed around him were knocked over by him, and the messy lights and shadows could not illuminate the seemingly thin layer of mist.
Father Shen and Mother Shen, who were struggling with the staff, were stunned. It took a long time before they rushed while screaming.
“Son, son, what’s wrong with you, son? Fan Jialuo, what did you do to him? Did you throw sulfuric acid on him?” Mother Shen’s imagination was very rich, but after she cleared the mist, she discovered that surprisingly, Shen Tu’s whole body was intact, except for a thick layer of slurry-like hot sweat that had appeared on his body, soaking his entire body.
He collapsed in his mother’s arms like dough. His hands and feet were weak, but his teeth were clenched tightly, and he kept barking like a wild dog, as if he was suffering from some kind of hysteria.
Father Shen and Mother Shen kept slapping their son’s cheeks, trying to wake him up, but they still couldn’t regain his consciousness.
It was only at this point that Fan Jialu stood up abruptly and walked towards the young man unhurriedly. The entire recording room turned into a mess. The velvet on the round table had been torn off at some point and was crumpled on the ground. The chairs and lamp poles had fallen to the ground, and the lamps were broken and scattered. The only thing still in place was the chair that Fan Jialuo was sitting on just now. It stood alone in the column of light, its position was upright, its surface clean, and somehow, it revealed an indescribable strength and determination.
Song Wennuan looked at Teacher Fan, who was walking slowly forward, then at the scattered items on the floor, and finally at the only chair placed upright, and a sentence suddenly popped into her mind—Your ancestors are still your ancestors!
Fan Jialuo bypassed the messy obstacles, walked to the young man, stretched out his hand, and touched his arm.
Father Shen and Mother Shen asked sharply, “What are you doing! Don’t touch him!” However, they were too timid to stop him. People like them tended to bully the weak and feared the strong. If you were stronger than them, they would just hunched their backs and avoid you.
Shen Tu’s clothes were soaked with sweat inside and out, and felt sticky to the touch. Fan Jialuo frowned and groped around, before finally taking out a ball the size of a baby’s fist wrapped in oiled paper from his trouser pocket. The oiled paper was slightly soaked with sweat, and emitted a strong and pungent odor, causing those around to hold their breath. When this thing was still on Shen Tu’s body, they didn’t smell anything.
Fan Jialuo’s brows furrowed even more tightly. As soon as he turned around, Dr. Song swept the item in his hand into a transparent evidence bag and sealed it. Then he took out another disinfectant wipe and skillfully wiped his and the young man’s hands, even wiping the other’s fingernails repeatedly.
Fan Jialuo’s frown immediately relaxed. After thinking about it carefully, he felt something was wrong. He chuckled helplessly and said, “Dr. Song, I seem to have been infected with mysophobia from you. What should I do if I am afraid of being dirty and tired in the future?”
“On the contrary, you seem to have cured my mysophobia, so leave the dirty work to me,” Song Rui replied seriously.
The two of them held each other’s hands and couldn’t help but laugh, stealing a moment of joy in the tense atmosphere.
The strange thing was that when Fan Jialuo took away the oiled paper bag, Shen Tu, who was trapped in hysteria, suddenly woke up. Without thinking, he went to dig in his trousers pockets. When he found that they were empty, he quickly got up and screamed, “Who stole my things from me? Give it back to me! Who was it? Who was it?!” He turned in a circle, his pale face showing a fierce expression, like a ghost seeking its soul.
The hearts of those who were swept by his gaze trembled, thinking that this was not a child. He was clearly a lunatic!
Fan Jialuo sat back down, knocked on the round table, and said in a calm tone, “I took your things. Didn’t you ask me to analyze you? We can start now.”
“Give it back to me!” Shen Tu rushed over like a cannonball, but was intercepted by Song Rui. His strong arms easily picked up the boy’s sweaty back collar, dragged him to the table, and placed him forcefully on a chair. He pressed down on his shoulders, and approached his wet, sweaty ear to whisper, “Be a good boy and sit down for me.”
As he said himself, his mysophobia had slowly healed since meeting the young man. Normally, he would never touch such a thing that seemed like it was fished out of a smelly ditch. However, all the dirty work was taken care of by him at the moment.
Fan Jialuo looked at Dr. Song, who had a look of disgust on his face, and couldn’t help but pursed his lips and smiled. The dense haze in his pupils had been broken by the faint starlight.
Shen Tu’s strength had long since been exhausted, and he couldn’t move after Song Rui put slight pressure on him.
“Please sit down, both of you.” Fan Jialuo waved to Father Shen and Mother Shen.
The dumbfounded staff then began to move chairs, pick up the lights, sweep away the trash, and restore the recording room to its original state.
Song Wennuan pulled Father and Mother Shen, and only then did the two sit back down with livid faces. Their minds were in a mess now, but they were not so blind that they couldn’t even see their son’s sudden change in appearance. There must be something wrong with their son, so it was right to find a psychic!
Fan Jialuo put the oiled paper bag under his eyes. Shen Tu immediately moved, as if he wanted to pounce, but his shoulders were firmly pressed down under Song Rui’s big hands.
Fan Jialuo stared at his trembling eyes and shook his index finger left and right. “Genius? You were never one.”
Shen Tu, who was struggling desperately, abruptly stiffened.
Rip him a new one, hehe. —💖 Ty for the chapter!
ah, finally ❤️ but I’m still worried about our teacher fan’s conditions! dear doctor song, please take care of him!
I love that last line!
i hope fan jialuo can take a long nice rest after all of these. thank you for the update ❤