Shi Yi was an orphan who made a living by telling fortunes. After saving an elderly man, she accidentally unlocked a crime-predicting system that activated through handshakes. While others might find
Early June, beneath the overpass.
Shi Yi sat in the shade of a large tree, a bandage wrapped around her forehead, her left arm in a cast, clutching a bottle of chilled coconut juice in her lap.
In front of her was a small stall, beside which stood a banner.
— One fortune-telling session, one hundred yuan. If it’s not accurate, you don’t pay!
Her lake-blue hair was striking, drawing the attention of many passersby.
People walking by, noticing Shi Yi mingling among a group of street vendors, couldn’t help but look on with pity.
Such a beautiful young girl, what a shame she’s just another charlatan.
Not far away, a middle-aged man holding bundles of gift boxes stood under the overpass, scanning the surroundings. When his gaze landed on Shi Yi, his eyes lit up.
“Master Shi!”
He hurried over to her stall, and before even steadying himself, dropped to his knees with a thud.
Without another word, he began bowing fervently, startling those nearby.
“Master, thank you so much for saving my mother! If you hadn’t predicted she’d be injured by falling debris and stepped in to save her, she might have really...” His eyes grew red at the corners as he bowed again.
“Thank you, Master Shi, you’re truly incredible!”
Shi Yi set down her drink, her heart pounding, though her face remained calm.
“No need for thanks—just pay, and disaster is gone.”
But in her heart, she felt a little guilty. She couldn’t actually tell fortunes.
She’d saved the old lady simply because she’d seen someone dropping thi