Chapter 17 Catching the Thief
Deng Wanlin couldn't stop laughing and slapped Luo Yingbai: "You're a good boy. You're really drunk and cowardly. You've learned to say harsh words! You wouldn't have been bullied if you had done this earlier."
Luo Yingbai has never shown that he knows magic in the past. He has a good temper and his appearance is deceptive. Deng Wanlin and Fang Wei still don't know that he saved Tang Yuebo, and they still wishfully think that Luo Yingbai has just been raped. Zhao Qi was screwed enough, fortunately they came and had the director to assist them, otherwise it would have been really miserable.
Luo Yingbai: "..." Embarrassed, I was the one who bullied him...
He touched his nose and said with a smile: "Well, thanks to your help today anyway, good brothers. Come on, come on, carry the things for me. There are a lot of delicious food in my dormitory. Let's go back and have a big meal!"
Several people returned to the dormitory, Tang Yuebo was also there, and the brothers had a lively meal, because Tang Yuebo was going abroad soon, and it was not easy to get together in this dormitory again. The other three people felt I feel very reluctant to give up.
Although Tang Yuebo's expression returned to normal, he never said anything about his breakup throughout the whole process. Luo Yingbai did not mention it knowingly. Instead, Deng Wanlin angrily talked about what happened outside just now. Tang Yuebo said in surprise: " Yingbai, why is Zhao Qi causing trouble for you? He is going too far. If I were here, I would have to argue with him!"
"You nerd, your theory is useless!" Fang Wei complained, "Why do you need to go out of your way to offend someone like him? You're sick."
Luo Yingbai smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just bumped into him while walking. Just be careful not to let him get into trouble with me, especially Yuebo. You are going abroad. Prepare all the procedures in advance and leave early. Wish you all the best."
"Okay." Tang Yuebo raised his cup with a smile, "Brothers, let's have a drink... Hey, Yingbai, stop drinking, there's a Coke for you!"
Luo Yingbai had already eaten before and stayed with them for a while before going to bed. When he woke up, it was already dark outside and he was the only one in the dormitory.
He rubbed his eyes and took out his cell phone to look at it. Under the Weibo post "Brother Bai is making blind fortunes", there were many people asking him questions about strange things around him. Some of them were deliberately making fun of things with a teasing tone. Luo Yingbai didn't reply, but There are also many people who come to consult seriously.
"Brother Bai, I bought some jade jewelry a while ago. I originally wanted to use it to keep myself safe. But I don't know why. I've been having a fever since I put it on. I even fell down the stairs yesterday. Will these jade jewelry be safe?" Have a problem? Please give me some advice. [Picture][Picture]"
"Master, the house has been redecorated. Please show me how the layout is. [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]"
Some people probably just want to show off, and their tone of voice is not as polite as the general people who come to ask for advice:
"I heard that those who read Feng Shui must know antiques, so why don't you guess, what year is my jade incense burner and how much is it worth? Of course, if you are a liar, you don't need to reply to this comment. .[picture]"
"..."
Looking at all kinds of interesting comments, Luo Yingbai couldn't help laughing. He pointed at the brow bone, zoomed in on the photo of the emerald incense burner and took a closer look. Said: "The light is not good, so I can't see clearly. Are there any photos of the incense burner in the window exposed to natural light?"
Then I asked for comments on jade jewelry. The reviewer must be a girl. She bought a jade necklace and a jade ring, and took pictures while wearing them.
Brother Bai did a fortune-telling: "You cannot wear jade ornaments twice, as it can easily cause aura clashes. Do not tie them with black ropes, as they will attract evil spirits and hurt the spirit."
Another person who renovated a new home also had some minor problems. Luo Yingbai reminded: "The furnishings in the home are very reasonable, but please pay attention to the lighting arrangement. The kitchen belongs to fire, so it is better to use cool-toned white light, and the bathroom is to water, so it is better to use warm light. Yellow light, and the location of the living room, entrance, etc. is related to the fortune of the whole family. The lighting should be placed high and bright enough to leave no dark corners."
After replying to a few comments, the idiot who showed him the jade incense burner just now actually sent a few more photos. He probably took them during the day and reluctantly showed them to Luo Yingbai.
Under the sunlight, the censer is emerald green, without variegated colors, and the lines are clear and well-proportioned. It is really the best product, but Luo Yingbai should not pay attention to these.
People think that since Feng Shui masters want to understand Feng Shui, they must have done some research on related furnishings. This is true, but their focus is not on ordinary antique knowledge, but on the "qi" attached to spiritual objects.
Luo Yingbai just discovered that there was a faint layer of golden energy floating on the jade vase. Just at the mouth of the furnace, the golden energy gathered into a dragon shape, with a faint hovering look - this was the dragon energy that belonged exclusively to the Right One, but This dragon's aura is golden inside and green on the outside, and has lost its vitality. This jade incense burner is definitely a burial object, and judging from the clarity of the dragon's aura, it must have been unearthed not long ago, and it has been exposed to little turbidity. It should not have been bought secondhand.
The result is already very clear. Ninety-nine percent of this thing was just dug out by tomb robbers. Luo Yingbai asked him to go to the window to take pictures, not because of the quality of the light, but because he wanted to see this person. living environment.
The thief was really bold. He dared to show off what he had stolen. It was probably because although the incense burner was a cultural relic, it had not been archived and he didn't know many people, so he dared to proudly show it to him for identification. Unexpectedly, in Luoying Bai overturned the car here.
Luo Yingbai called the police without hesitation: "Hello, comrade police, I suspect that someone has robbed the tomb and stole cultural relics privately... Yes, yes... I don't know the specific name, but I can tell from the buildings seen outside the window Based on the approximate location, it should be the neighborhood around Dongfeng Plaza...No, it's a photo...Okay, I'll send the photo over, please check it out."
Wang Diao triumphantly admired the incense burner in his hand, and saw that "Brother Bai's fortune telling" hadn't replied to his message for a long time, so he couldn't help but sneered. What kind of bullshit master, pretending to be like that, might as well master a unique skill, and after making a successful move, he can enjoy it for a long time.
He was impatient to wait and scrolled through Weibo. Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, he suddenly saw the reply "Brother Bai is blindly telling fortunes" popped up: "The quality is acceptable. It is about 300-500 years old. The estimated value is It's about 6 million, but a friendly reminder that national cultural relics belong to the state, and tomb robbing and selling antiques are illegal."
Wang Die's smile froze on his face, his heart skipped a beat and his fingers trembled slightly.
-How did he know? Obviously no one has discovered that cemetery yet, so one more or less of these antiques would be even more unimportant, no, it's impossible!
He stood up and walked around the room a few times like a trapped animal. Gritting his teeth, he quickly took out two piles of cash from under the bed and put them in his pocket. He hurried to the door and opened it.
However, before his hand could touch the door handle, the door was kicked open from the outside, and several police officers rushed in. In the chaos, Wang Die's cell phone flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.
The last reply he didn't have time to see was accidentally opened by him, and the shiny screen was facing the ceiling.
Brother Bai made a fortune-telling: "Uncle policeman has arrived at the door. Please check carefully. You're welcome."
Unintentionally, it turned out that Wang Diao was a habitual tomb robber. He has rich experience in committing crimes, and the few ancient tombs he discovered have not even been found by archaeologists. In this way, he has unearthed many precious cultural relics in one fell swoop.
A few days later, the official WeChat account of the Municipal Public Security Bureau specially posted @Bai GeXi, a blogger who did good deeds without leaving his name, and expressed his gratitude to him. Fans of Bai Ge witnessed the whole process and expressed that they were very proud.
"2333333, the things dug out of the grave are still showing off like this. This is the stupidest thief I have ever seen!"
"Actually, you can't say that. The tomb robbers certainly didn't expect the master to be so powerful, right? You can see through everything with just a few photos →"
"The Tomb Raider looks dazed hahahahaha."
"I worship Brother Bai. I am the blogger who asked Brother Bai to look at jade before. Now I only wear a jade necklace and changed the rope to red. My health has really improved!"
"Mysticism is so magical. Master, are you in need of a disciple?"
Chapter 18 Households who have trouble getting up
As soon as the official Weibo post was posted, the number of fans increased within minutes. However, when calling the police, Luo Yingbai had not foreseen the subsequent effects of this incident. After he reported the situation, he checked other friends' Weibo posts.
When I looked at it, I happened to see a new Weibo post by Xia Xianning. The time was last night. The content was very simple, with only a round little smiley face.
Luo Yingbai let out a "ha" laugh.
No one else knows about Xia Xianning's alias. He discovered it by accident when he was playing with the other party's mobile phone several years ago. In order to avoid being beaten to death, Luo Yingbai never mentioned it to Xia Xianning, but this guy actually knows how to post on Weibo. Strange, strange, really strange.
There were two blushes on the smiling Xiaoyuan's face, and she looked very happy. The cute feeling was reminiscent of Xia Xianning's temperament, and the sense of disobedience was extremely strong. Luo Ying thumped the bed with a white smile, almost suspecting that his account was hacked .
At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door outside the dormitory.
Luo Yingbai quickly sorted out the messy clothes: "Please come in."
A boy wearing glasses came in. He was in his twenties, thin, fair-skinned, and well-dressed. At a glance, one could not help but think of the young scholars who went to Beijing to rush for the exam in ancient times.
He was carrying big and small bags in his hand, his eyes were empty as if he was looking at the stars and sea in the distance, he smiled shyly after entering the door, and said to Tang Yuebo's empty bed next to him: "Student, may I ask if Luo Yingbai is from this dormitory?" ?"
Luo Yingbai: "...Classmate, you're talking over there and I'm a little scared. Come on, turn back."
The boy turned his head in a daze, only to realize that the living thing was here, and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I've changed my short-sighted glasses into plain glasses. I'm Qiu Ziping, a major in editing and directing. It is the brother of the girl who was almost hit under the teaching building before. This thing was bought by my sister. She couldn't get into the boys' dormitory, so she asked me to bring it to you.
He put the things down, and said: "Thank you so much for that matter. It's not a valuable thing. Don't dislike it. If you need help in the future, just tell me."
When he said that Luo Yingbai was really a little ashamed, because if he hadn't wanted to save Tang Yuebo and pull him away, then the girl would not be in danger at all. To be honest, the girl he harmed was frightened and got on another bicycle.
Luo Yingbai said quickly: "No, this is what I should do. Please take the things away quickly."
Of course Qiu Ziping didn't do it, the two of them tore and tugged, Luo Yingbai had no choice but to accept it, but Qiu Ziping was still a little reluctant to leave after putting down the things, and asked curiously: "Xue Luo, are you Do you really know how to tell fortunes?"
Luo Yingbai only told Tang Yuebo about this matter, but based on his understanding of Tang Yuebo, he would never casually mention it to others, and asked with a smile, "Who did you hear this from?"
Qiu Ziping thought it was a wrong question, so he smiled embarrassedly: "I saw some people in the forum guessed that this happened very strangely, something was causing the trouble, and they said that you must know how to cast spells or something... I'm a little curious. Haha, occupational disease, occupational disease, don't be surprised."
When he said this, his heart moved, and he remembered that he happened to be an intern with a film crew recently, and there was a role of a feng shui master in it. The actor always couldn't find the feeling, but Luo Yingbai seemed to fit that image quite well.
It was only then that Luo Yingbai realized that Qiu Ziping was majoring in editing and directing, and that his career in the future might also be related to writing scripts and filming movies, so he smiled. He didn't comment, handed Qiu Ziping a small purse in a retro shape, and said: " I'm giving this to you, so you can keep it with you for the time being."
Qiu Ziping squeezed it curiously, and felt that there was nothing inside the purse, but the mouth of the purse was sewn up with thread. Anyway, the other party saved his sister, so he shouldn't hurt himself, so he put Packed the purse, and bid farewell to Luo Yingbai.
He was about to walk out of the dormitory door, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to Luo Yingbai, "By the way, you... must be careful lately."
Luo Yingbai: "?"
Qiu Ziping whispered: "I heard that the monitor of your class, the nephew of the dean, seems to be making trouble for you recently."
Luo Yingbai blinked: "Why?"
Qiu Ziping said: "Some people say that Sun Yue is his cousin. He thinks that Sun Yue was arrested because of you...I'm not sure either. Anyway, be careful."
Luo Yingbai said: "Okay, I understand, thank you."
When Qiu Ziping saw him like that, he knew that he definitely didn't take it seriously. He is a year older than Luo Yingbai, and he has already started an internship. He knows that this kind of child who has never been in the society usually has a kind of stupidity of "not afraid of power", and always does not understand the pressure of officials. The truth of the dead, so he said: "The dean is not a big person outside, but it is more than enough to make things difficult for you as a student in the school. We don't have the principal as a backer. In short, if you pay more attention, there will be no trouble." wrong."
Luo Yingbai realized that his perfunctory appearance just now was not sincere enough, so he put on a cute face and nodded in agreement. After Qiu Ziping left satisfied, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to know a principal, but this matter was passed on in a blink of an eye. Luo Yingbai threw it behind his head - Zhao Qi had already found trouble before.
Before going to bed, he couldn't help but read Xia Xianning's fresh Weibo again. He didn't know which string was wrong, so he pressed his phone and sent the same little smiley face.
Brother Bai fortune-telling blindly: [cute]
After sending the message, Luo Yingbai turned off her phone, wrapped herself tightly in quilt and fell into sleep.
Tang Yuebo's procedures were completed very quickly. He had already left before the final result of Sun Yue's case. No matter whether there was hatred or love, there was no need to linger. The new roommate hasn't arrived yet, so Luo Yingbai and the three of them have to continue to work hard as master dogs.
"Yingbai, Yingbai, Luo Yingbai!" At seven o'clock in the morning, the dormitory alarm bells rang one after another. After pressing four alarm bells, Deng Wanlin was honored to be the first person to wake up in the dormitory. He got out of bed and picked up the dental bowl. , Fang Wei, who was sitting on the opposite bunk, was sitting up sleepily with his hair on his head.
Deng Wanlin walked to Luo Yingbai's bed, kicked the man wrapped in silkworm chrysalis three times rhythmically, and then went straight to the water room to wash up.
Fang Wei put on his clothes, climbed down from the upper bunk, and kicked the cabinet door above Luo Yingbai's head, and the iron cabinet door made a loud bang.
Fang Wei shouted like he was singing: "It's thundering, it's on fire, get up, brother--"
Then he also entered the water room and brushed his teeth with Deng Wanlin side by side. The silkworm chrysalis behind them remained motionless.
Luo Yingbai is a well-known person in the dormitory who has difficulty getting up. He is so skilled that ten alarm clocks are of no use to him. In the past, when Tang Yuebo was still there, several people would take turns to call him twice in the morning when there was class. It takes three times to "wake someone up". Over time, getting up, getting dressed, and beating Luo Yingbai has become a morning ritual in the dormitory. Fang Wei and Deng Wanlin can wake Luo Yingbai up without even pointing once.
It wasn't until the two of them finished washing, packed up their books, and started eating the bread they bought the day before that Luo Yingbai slowly sat up under their torture and said with an aggrieved look on his face: "Don't you have no classes today on Sunday? Crazy ah ah ah--"
He was wearing shorts and half-sleeved pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the bed with his arms wrapped around the quilt. He had a sleepy expression on his delicate face, which gave him a lazy handsomeness. His exposed slender arms and deep collarbone lines were perfect. Fair skin, as if drawn by an esthetician according to the golden ratio, is very exciting.
Fang Wei glanced at him while eating the bread, and said with a hard heart: "Don't act cute every day just because you look good. There are no classes today, but there is a final exam for an elective course today. If you dare to delay it because of oversleeping, For the exam, I can only try to seduce Mona Lisa!"
Luo Yingbai suddenly woke up and jumped up from the bed: "No, he is married, I can't give him a baby!"
Deng Wanlin was playing with his phone and drinking milk. He almost choked to death after hearing these words. He was about to continue talking when he glanced at something on his phone and the happy smile on his face suddenly froze.
"Fuck!"
Luo Yingbai and Fang Wei were both startled by him and looked over with confused expressions.
Deng Wanlin raised his mobile phone at the two of them: "You two, come and have a look, shit, I'm not blind, am I! Why is Zhao Qi's name written on the back of this topic?"
Luo Yingbai took his mobile phone, only to see the "National Postgraduate Innovation Project List Announcement Form" on the school's official website. Luo Yingbai was the only one in their grade to submit it, but after the selection, there was no Luo Ying on the list In Bai's name, the word Zhao Qi appeared instead.
Of course, if Luo Yingbai failed the election, it is not impossible for Zhao Qi to make up for it later, but when they were in the dormitory before, both Deng Wanlin and Fang Wei had seen Luo Yingbai's topic--Zhao Qi's paper was written one word at a time. Didn't even move!
Fang Wei saw it behind Luo Yingbai, and angrily cursed: "Zhao Qi is too shameless! How fucking shameless! No, we can't finish with him!"
After the anger just now, Deng Wanlin calmed down a bit, and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, Zhao Qi must have secretly changed Yingbai's subject to his own name, and now it has been announced, so even if we want to report it to the teacher, we can't There must be evidence."
Fang Wei said: "How can you prove this kind of thing! It's not handwritten, and you can't read the handwriting. Can you still expect the teacher to listen to the debate between the two of them? He must have seen this point before he did it. Damn it !"