Chapter Nine: Ironclad Predictions
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At the entrance of the small park,
an elderly man explained, "I want you to tell me where my daughter is."
Fang Yi was taken aback. "Isn't it you I'm asking?"
"I don't have anything to tell you," the elderly man pressed. "I'm asking if you can tell me where my daughter is."
Find someone?
Fang Yi had never tried that before.
However, he remembered that he could search for his own information using a model copied from a deity statue.
So, if he knew someone else's information, he should be able to search for them too.
"I can try. Tell me her name and birth date," Fang Yi added. "I'm not sure if I can find her, so don't have too high expectations."
"Anyway, you said you wouldn't charge if it wasn't accurate, so why should I be disappointed?" The elderly man held out his hand, and the young man beside him immediately handed him a briefcase. He opened the briefcase and took out a yellow piece of paper. "There's information on it."
Fang Yi took it and looked at it. It read: Chen Xiaoqing, born on February 28, 2000, at 1:15 PM. Her birth date is Gengchen year, Wuyin month, Bingchen day, and Jichou hour.
He asked again, "Do you have a photo?"
"Yes." The elderly man took out his phone and showed a photo.
Fang Yi looked at it carefully; it was a very beautiful girl with a pure and innocent appearance.
The elderly man asked nervously, "Can you figure out where she is?"
"Wait a moment, I'll try."
After memorizing this information, Fang Yi instantly entered a state of transcending his physical body, then immersed his mind in the constructed model of the deity, searching for this information in an instant.
The next second, dozens of particles that met the criteria appeared.
Because Fang Yi had just seen the photo and knew what she looked like,
he quickly found the particle belonging to the girl!
However, the lines on this particle belonging to Chen Xiaoqing were very strange.
In addition to twenty-two broken lines, representing twenty-two years old,
there were also sixty-six lines on the edge of breaking and connecting.
It was as if there was no external force protecting them and they could break at any time.
This situation was really strange.
Fang Yi had previously seen that the lines of Old Miao, a dying man, were all broken, and he had also seen that the lines connecting Aunt Wang, who still had decades of life left, were solid. They
were completely different from what he saw now.
Although he couldn't quite understand it, Fang Yi didn't dare to waste energy
because this state consumed a lot of energy.
He quickly checked the line of particles closest to the break.
Scenes from the girl's life flashed before his eyes.
Fang Yi ignored her past and focused on the last scene.
Then he saw a picture of a girl lying pale in a small space, seemingly on the verge of death.
Looking further ahead, he saw the girl enter an old building with mosaic tiles on the ground floor, then fall while looking for something on the fake third floor, suffering a severe head injury that left her unconscious.
The next moment, she collapsed.
Fang Yi was forced to stop his observation, his face turning pale.
The elderly man asked, "How is it?"
Fang Yi asked, "Do you have a building in your countryside? The kind covered in mosaic tiles?"
Actually, he already knew the other party did have such a building. He
had already obtained this information from Chen Xiaoqing's past.
He asked this question to convince the other party that he was a fortune teller, rather than someone invading their privacy.
The elderly man hurriedly replied, "Yes, it's a building built in 1992. Back then, mosaic tiles were popular."
The crowd gasped in surprise.
"Wow, this young man got it right!"
"He seems to have some skill!"
"He probably just guessed."
"That's possible too."
Some believed him, some didn't.
Fang Yi ignored the others' discussions and said with a serious expression, "Since it's definitely true, you should hurry to your fake three-story house in the countryside to find your daughter. If you're too late, she might die."
"What? That serious?" The elderly man, desperate for his daughter, didn't care about the truth anymore and quickly stood up, saying, "I'll go back to the house in the countryside to look for her. Don't leave here. If you can find her, I'll bring the money no matter how late it is."
Fang Yi didn't stop him but urged, "Go quickly, if you're too late, she might really die."
The elderly man didn't care what else to say and even called the hospital for an ambulance as he walked.
The onlookers weren't willing to leave until they saw whether the result was accurate or not.
Many people who had things to do stopped standing there.
"Let's see if the old man comes back."
"Hmm, if he does, it means the young man's prediction was accurate."
"Come on, I think he's just bluffing. And even if he was accurate, you've already predicted it for him, why would he come back?"
A group of people offered their opinions.
On the other side.
The elderly man hurriedly got into the car.
The young man also rushed in, speeding up the car.
Both remained silent the entire way, barely exchanging a word.
But without exception, even now, they still didn't quite believe it.
The elderly man was slightly more convinced, after all, he and Fang Yi were complete strangers, and the other man had actually predicted the appearance of the house he built in the countryside when he first became wealthy, which he found somewhat miraculous.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have called an ambulance immediately when Fang Yi said his daughter was in danger.
The young man, on the other hand, was mostly skeptical.
In his opinion, Fang Yi was just talking nonsense.
How could someone possibly find someone's location based on their birth date and time?
If someone could do that, they would be a true god.
He didn't believe in gods.
Fortunately, the county wasn't too far from the elderly man's house in the countryside.
The journey took about twenty minutes.
The elderly man jumped out of the car and quickly pulled out his keys to open the door.
This rural house was usually uninhabited.
Only his elderly mother would come to clean it every few days.
The problem was, he hadn't heard his mother mention her daughter's return in the past few days.
The young man followed closely behind.
The two practically ran, reaching the fake third floor in just a few dozen seconds.
As soon as they arrived, the elderly man saw, through the dim light, a person lying on the ground not far away.
It was his daughter, who had been missing for several days!
He rushed over anxiously!
The young man saw it too, his pupils contracting.
At that moment, a feeling of awe flashed through his mind.
Could there really be someone in this world with such unfathomable abilities as to find missing persons based solely on their birth dates?
It was simply too unbelievable!
At the entrance of the small park,
many people were waiting to see the outcome.
But they waited and waited, and it was almost dark, yet the elderly man and the young man still hadn't returned.
Many lost patience and left early. Of
course, there were still some people who had nothing better to do than wait.
They seemed determined to stay until Fang Yi left.
Especially the elderly fortune tellers; they wanted to see if Fang Yi could "scam" them out of 100,000 yuan.
Fang Yi sat there all day, but apart from the elderly man, he didn't get a single other customer.
He checked the time on his phone and realized that if he didn't go to the station soon, he would miss the last bus back to his hometown. He decided not to wait any longer, rolled up the white cloth, and prepared to leave.
"Well, there's no way to verify it."
"The young man is about to leave."
"Let's all disperse."
The onlookers felt disheartened; they'd finally found some amusement, but it was all for naught.
Humans are naturally curious.
But just as Fang Yi stood up, and the onlookers were about to leave
, the Mercedes sped up and then screeched to a halt.
Immediately afterward, the elderly man jumped out of the car, shouting, "Great Immortal, wait! Please wait!"
Huh?
He really came back?
The onlookers and Fang Yi's "colleagues," the elderly men and women, couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances, wondering if the young man had really predicted it accurately.
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