Chapter 39:

The police quickly found the location of Sister Qing through the positioning software, and then sent an ambulance and a team of people to rush to the rescue. The people chatting with Sister Qing are still in the group and dare not leave. They wanted to know what would happen to Sister Qing and whether she could be saved. With constant whimpers coming from the computer, these half-size children finally understood what reality is and what cruelty is.
The chat history sent by Sister Qing frame by frame is still left on the screen. Every sentence that Fangallo said is slowly becoming a reality, and so many of them are sitting in front of the computer, but no one is aware of it. .
"Van Galo is really a psychic medium." Someone said sobbingly.
"Me, I'm going to quit this fan group. I don't want to be Gao Yize's fan anymore." Another person spoke with fear.
"Let's delete the Weibo that insulted Fangallo. Let's not provoke him anymore!" A trembling voice awoke everyone, so everyone quickly logged into Weibo and deleted those unsightly articles one by one. And pictures, and sent a private message to sincerely apologize to Van Gogh. Even the "beloved Azer" who was willing to die for Gao Yize couldn't control his fingers, and deleted and modified a large number of them.
Sister Qing curled up on the ground with huge pain. The black cat refused to leave after smelling the blood, but jumped on her chest and scratched her hand covering her eyes with her paw. If Sister Qing releases her hand because of the pain, the eyeball that is about to fall can be eaten away by the black cat.
Sister Qing screamed repeatedly, regretting and afraid. If she had long known that Van Gogh was a crow mouth, and she said everything was spirited, she would definitely not provoke him. What if Gao Yize is dead? How about selling millions of Van Gogh's organs and earning millions? Nothing is more important than your own life! Also, what exactly does it mean to pick up money? Did she think that way? this is too scary!
Sister Qing crawled away from the black cat on the ground and shrank herself into a ball, hiding in the corner between the cabinet and the door panel. The black cat was circling around her, perseveringly attacking her bare skin, leaving her with a series of blood-stained wounds.
Seeing Sister Qing's tragic appearance, people in the chat group all spoke comfortingly. After experiencing such a terrible thing, they seemed to have grown up in an instant, and they even understood how to be considerate of others. Of course, since then, the fear of Van Gogh has also been deeply buried in their hearts, and no one dares to touch it easily.
In this tense atmosphere, the police finally broke into the door, grabbed the black cat, and rescued Qingqing who was about to support it.
Several medical staff carried away the dying sister Qing, and the remaining police began to investigate the scene of the crime. They soon found the screenshots arranged in the chat box, and their eyes flickered repeatedly. The case of Gao Yize has now become a model, and was included in the secret archives by the Beijing Municipal General Administration. Although the remaining branches failed to see the detailed investigation report, they knew a little about some bizarre plots.
They thought that all the deeds about the Vatican psychic were rumors, and the truth could not be so evil. But now, after seeing Fangallo's prophecy with their own eyes, these policemen realized in horror that Vangaro was far more cunning than the rumors.
This time the police officer is affiliated with the Chengdong Branch Bureau, and the veteran policeman who led the team was very close to Zhuang Zhen. He took these screenshots, sent them to his comrades, and sighed: [Xiao Zhuang, let you see what is called God's Prophecy! Every sentence above has been fulfilled in reality. This case is definitely going to be included in the secret archive of the General Administration! 】
Zhuang Zhen quickly replied: [Check monitoring! What prediction can be accurate to this point? 】
[You do n’t believe in evil, do you? OK, I'll check it immediately. 】
The veteran policeman immediately asked the technician to check the video chat record to see if there was anything unusual in this case. Fortunately, most of the people in the group recorded the screen, and soon the relevant content was sent over. The technicians looked at these clips one by one, and did not dare to miss any details. The rest of the policemen also gathered around to help find the truth.
After reviewing the video seven or eight times, they finally found the latent black cat somewhere behind Sister Qing. Its coat color blends with the darkness around it, and only the glare refracted by the eyeballs can indicate its existence. And the timing of its appearance is also very strange. When Van Galo sent [it was lurking in the dark], the black cat suddenly jumped in from the next room and hid in the crack of the closet.
When Vangallo sent [it was staring at you], the black cat fell prone, showing half of his head, staring at Qing Qing.
When Vangallo sent [it slowly approached you step by step, and you could not detect it], the black cat creeped on its body and moved forward cautiously.
When Fangallo sent [It's nearer, closer, and closer], the black cat got closer and closer to Sister Qing, and eventually disappeared behind her. Those who chatted with Sister Qing did not find its trace. He was even mocking Van Gogh's alarmist and pretending to be ghostly.
Every sentence that Van Gogh said was synchronized with the black cat's actions, as if he was watching through the computer camera what was happening in this house. However, in fact, he never connected with Sister Qing, and naturally he could not see anything. The last two sentences are not synchronized, but predict the danger that Sister Qing will encounter within a time difference of five seconds.
When Sister Qing ’s eyeball fell, the technician checked the progress bar below the video, and then found out in a sweat-from the first prophecy of Fangalo to the time when the blood splashed on the computer screen, there was no more than three minute. And this video is enough to show that he has nothing to do with Sister Qing's experience. He can't hurt Sister Qing at a distance of tens or even hundreds of kilometers, nor can he control a black cat to commit murder. Even if he went to court, these chat records could not be used as evidence against him. With only a "coincidence", he could completely escape the crime.
But is there really such a "coincidence" in the world? All the policemen who are investigating the scene are unbelievers.
"God is awesome! Captain, my brain is about to explode!" The technician finally felt the pain of the Seongnam branch. Van Gaalo can't look at it scientifically!
"Take all the evidence away. There is no doubt about this case. After recording the confessions of the relevant people, you can close the case." The old policeman sent a message to Zhuang Zhen with only two words-[Xiemen! 】
However, the matter was not over yet. When a police officer checked the blood stains, he found that the floor tiles were empty somewhere, knocked on and knocked, and found the dark door to open it. The basement turned out to be an illegally excavated basement with three people locked inside Young girl with bruises all over her body.
"There are whiplashes, scalds, stab wounds, and more scratches caused by cat paws. No wonder the black cat will suddenly be fierce and attack the owner. It turns out that it is usually used to it. This is called harm. In the end hurt yourself! "Forensic doctor shook his head and sighed.
"Hurry up and call an ambulance and take them to the hospital! Call Lao Xu and let him see Sister Qing. This is a big case! Didn't the landlord just say that there is a man living with Sister Qing? Go immediately! Don't let him hear the wind and run away! "Laogan police ordered again and again.

Sister Qing must have escaped this time, but Van Gogh has lost interest in her, because by coincidence, he also got into trouble.
"Mr. Van, this is a court summons, please sign." A man knocked on Van Goro's door.
Fangallo signed, then stared at the paper for a long time. Now he already knows that after receiving the court summons, he must participate in the court hearing at the appointed time and place. If he does not go, he will give up his right to defend himself. Ninety percent of the lawsuits will be lost.
He has received a lot of such summonses before and after, of which a dozen of them are not high in compensation, only 5 million in total, and two are from the same luxury brand, with a compensation amount of up to 5,000 Million. Although Xinghui Entertainment has not yet sued him, the penalty for damages there is the highest, reaching 80 million. If it is not paid in time, it will also enter the legal process.
Van Gogh looked down for a few moments, and for the first time showed a slightly distressed smile, you sighed: "It seems that you can't sleep like this anymore in the future."

The next day, Van Galo appeared at the entrance of Xinghui Entertainment in a black high-profile suit.
The receptionist at the front desk saw him approaching without any hassle. He froze for a while before trotting to meet him and whispering "Mr. Fan" in a low voice. I haven't seen it for a long time. Van Gaal, who once left the Prodigal Dog like Xinghui Entertainment, is so dazzling to come back now.
He has never been haggard because of the arrogance of the whole people, nor has he lost weight because of the difficulties in life. When he left, he was extremely embarrassed and turned back. He turned out to be more handsome, more elegant and more charming than ever. He even grew a few centimeters tall, and his slender, straight legs were tightly wrapped in black fabric.
The facial features are still the facial features, but the lady at the front desk clearly feels that the present Van Gogh is completely different from the previous Van Gogh. At least this noble aura and grace are not learned by anyone.
"Mr. Fan, do you have an appointment? If not, I will call you." The lady at the front desk said almost diligently.
Before Van Gogh spoke, a male voice came from the elevator: "Van Gollo, come in quickly, I will take you to see President Liu!"
Van Gogh looked back and found that it was Cao Xiaofeng. He was blocking the elevator door that was about to be closed with one hand, waving with one hand, and his expression was quite flattering and eager. This flattery was not intended to bind Vangaro, the cash cow that might turn over, but the product of fear and inability to resist. He wished to confess Vangallo as an ancestor.
Sun Ying was standing behind Cao Xiaofeng, his face tightening one by one.
Fangallo nodded at the receptionist and walked past. Seeing him approaching, Sun Ying quickly shrank into the corner of the elevator, and also shouted "Fan Ge" with respect, without any expression of imagination and nobody in the past. In order to rub the heat, he published articles mourning each other after Gao Yize died. After the matter was reversed, his criticism was also full. Now many people are already doubting his character, and even ridiculing him and Gao Yize as a traitor.
Such accusations are really too serious. To what extent did netizens hate Gao Yize? Let ’s just say, if Gao Gao and Gao Mu know how to act by chance, they have cremated Gao Yize. Maybe Gao Yize ’s body will be humiliated by angry netizens after being buried.
Therefore, Sun Ying, who has the best relationship with Gao Yize, has become the primary goal of the public to vent their anger. His career has been devastated, his endorsement has been lost, his character has been intercepted, liquidated damages have piled up, in short, what Van Gogh once encountered, he will only experience it exponentially.
And all the difficulties he is facing now, Van Gogh may have foreseen it before Gao Yize died.
Every time Sun Ying thought of this, he frightened Van Gogh from the bottom of his heart. He told himself again and again-this person can't mess with it!