He hesitated for a moment and took out a few photos. "We recently solved a murder case. The suspect has been caught, but the clues are incomplete and the victim's body has not been found."
"If we can't find the body, we can't convict. Here's a photo of the victim. What can you tell?"
I looked at the photo. The death air was solid.
I took out the copper coins and tortoise shell I had brought, and counted on my fingers in a mysterious manner. Suddenly I opened my eyes and said, "No. 666, Impera Garden."
Director Bailey's face turned green. He walked around in the office and slammed the table, "Are you sure?"
I tilted my head back. "I'm absolutely sure. Ten out of ten."
No kidding. My integrity could be challenged, but fortune-telling ability could not. Because that’s what I do to make a living.
He touched his bald head and said, "Let's go take a look first."
When I got there, I realized why his face had been so green.
Well, it was a high-end game.
Impera Garden, villa area.
The people living there were either retired military officers or business tycoons. No. 666 was actually where a veteran lived.
Director Bailey looked at me with suspicion.