The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

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Shi Shaochuan was thus taken away. Pan Zhenghui grunted and remarked in displeasure, "This Shi Shaochuan is seriously such a troublemaker."

"He's asking to be detained in the police station for two days." Just as they were speaking, An Xiaoning received another call from the surveillance team, informing her that there was a blue sports car approaching from the street opposite.

After verifying the directions, An Xiaoning hurriedly sped toward the exit of the street facing the South while Pan Zhenghui followed closely behind. When they arrived at the exit, they caught sight of the blue sports car driving at a steady pace.

She pursed her lips, unsure if the driver was another troublemaker.

When the car passed by the streets, the driver was obviously intending to make a turn toward the sidewalk. However, he decided to keep advancing forward after noticing that there were barely any pedestrians.

An Xiaoning had noticed it very clearly.

She decided not to stop the car and instead repeated the course of action she had taken against Shi Shaochuan earlier.

The tires of the car were immediately punctured, after which An Xiaoning walked toward the driver's side and knocked on the window. "Get down."

However, not only did the driver not stop, he even slammed on the accelerator pedal and tried to surge forward.

An Xiaoning squinted and zoomed toward the car, which she then pushed a little, causing the car to come to a complete halt on the road, unable to move another inch forward.

Instead of moving her hand away, she placed her other hand onto the window gently, causing the glass to shatter into bits instantly. She then said to Pan Zhenghui, who was rushing toward her, "Bring me the torchlight in the bag."

She took the torchlight from Pan Zhenghui's hands and shone it at the driver before hollering, "Are you getting out or not?"

The young man, who was sitting up straight, immediately lay sluggishly on the seat while An Xiaoning let go of the car, after which it continued to drive forward again. At this point, she stopped caring about anything else because the drifting spirit was about to disappear soon.

An Xiaoning took out an amulet from her pocket and began chanting a curse that caused the amulet to dart toward the spirit. However, it was too late.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit vanished without a trace.

"Chief, pick that amulet up from the ground." As soon as she finished speaking, she sprinted toward the car at a godlike speed. The car was moving rather slowly since all the tires had been punctured and the driver was only stepping on the accelerator gently, for his body had turned to jelly. Hence, she managed to catch up to the car soon enough and grabbed onto the window, after which the car stopped moving. She then reached her other hand into the car and fumbled for the car key before pulling it out to stop the engine.

She opened the car door to see that the young man had already passed out in the driver's seat.

Pan Zhenghui scurried toward her while panting heavily. "Xiaoning, how is it?"

"The spirit has escaped. Call the police station and get them to tow this car away, together with the driver."

"Okay." Pan Zhenghui immediately did as instructed. He then boarded the police car back to the police station together with An Xiaoning.

While An Xiaoning was in the midst of feeling perplexed and frustrated, Ma Jianguo entered with good news.

While he and Zu Dong were carrying out a search at a play troupe, a young woman recognized the woman in the sketch to be an actress from the troupe.

An Xiaoning immediately headed toward the place together with Pan Zhenghui.

The other officers who were out on investigations also gathered and returned to join the team.

The play troupe was located in Jiuhui Road, which was a 30-minute drive away from the police station.

After all, it was within the same city and thus was not too far away.

By the time they arrived, it was 1940hrs.

Ma Jianguo was waiting for them at the entrance of the theater company and immediately brought them inside once they arrived.

Upon the sight of An Xiaoning, the young woman asked in bewilderment, "It has been so long since she passed away, why are you guys looking for her?"

"Do you know about the prohibition of the usage of all vehicles in A City right now?"

The young woman answered with a nod, "I do."

"Have you heard about the four-vehicle collision that took place at the junction more than two weeks ago?"

"Yes."

"Ever since then, a major accident would occur once every three days. I've seen it with my own eyes. She was the one who had been manipulating the drivers."

Dumbfounded, the young woman said, "But she's already dead…"

"That's precisely the reason why the police haven't been able to find a single clue despite having carried out extensive investigations. I can see the spirits of the dead. This portrait is a simulation sketch that was done based on what I saw." An Xiaoning grabbed the sketch from Ma Jianguo's hands and showed it to the woman before continuing, "I saw her again tonight, and I managed to stop an accident from happening, though I failed to catch her in time. If we still can't get hold of her, she's going to cause the loss of many other innocent lives. So, from now onward, you must tell us truthfully everything you know about her. Got it?"

The woman nodded and said, "Alright, please have a seat, Ms. An."

An Xiaoning sat opposite her and listened quietly. "Her name was Yi Ying and she frequently got cast for the role of the protagonist in the plays we star in. Just like in the sketch, she had a penchant for dressing in green whenever she performed. She died about five years ago in a traffic accident. The driver who killed her by accident compensated her family with a sum of more than one million dollars," she explained.

"Where does Yi Ying live?"

"She lives in a village. Let me try and recall the name. Ah, it's a place called Yi."

"Was her corpse buried in her village, then?" An Xiaoning asked.

"Yes, I even attended her funeral. She was buried in her home."

"Did she have a boyfriend when she was alive?"

The young woman hesitated for a moment, touched her neck, and answered, "I'm not quite sure about that either."

An Xiaoning smiled and said, "I can tell from your eyes that you're lying. Touching your neck while talking is a classic compulsive action that happens only when one is lying. Am I right?"

Slightly taken aback, the young woman said, "I… I don't dare to say it."

"Why not?"

"Because her boyfriend warned us not to spout any nonsense after Yi Ying died. Her boyfriend was already married at the time, and his wife was once a new actress in our troupe. He threatened us and said that he wouldn't let us off if we were to breathe a word about their relationship to others. We were thinking that there was no point in bringing it up since he was already married. Hence, we didn't mention a word about it again. Officer, please don't tell him that I was the one who leaked it."

An Xiaoning stood up and gave her a pat on her shoulder. "We won't. Could you tell me her boyfriend's name?"

"Wang Xin."

"Could you also tell us his address? This is a critical issue, and I now suspect that there's more to the fatal accident Yi Ying was involved in than meets the eye. Otherwise, she wouldn't have borne such a strong grudge even after so many years and go on to harm people whom she doesn't even know. All the drivers involved in the recent accidents were bachelors," said An Xiaoning.

"Wang Xin lives on the 18th floor of an apartment building in Sanqiao Estate. He lives in Unit A."

Slightly taken aback, An Xiaoning asked, "Is he wealthy?"

"Yes, he drives a Mercedes-Benz and his family runs a business. He's a second-generation heir to a wealthy family."

"Thank you."

After leaving the company, the police car sent An Xiaoning back to Sanqiao Estate.