Miao Qi Miao
Chapter 137 Rules
Yun Ya held the teacup Old Liu handed her, seemingly hoping the warmth would give her some sense of security. "I've come to see Mr. Li because I want to hire you to find my father."
I raised my eyebrows. "Your father is missing? Shouldn't the authorities handle something like this?"
"No!" Yun Ya said. "My father has been missing for over twenty years. And his disappearance is connected to a dead person. The day my father disappeared, a dead man came to see him."
"Oh!" I said, my interest piqued. "Tell me more."
Yun Ya said, "It happened when I was very young. I was severely traumatized, and I don't remember many details. I can only tell you the general idea."
I gently tapped the table. "Miss Yun, if you'll forgive my bluntness, the most important thing when dealing with the dead is that the client doesn't hold anything back. It could easily lead the warlock astray. Miss Yun, are you sure you can't remember what happened?"
Xiang Yunshang said, "Xiao Ya has seen many psychologists. They all say Xiao Ya suffered excessive trauma and developed psychological wounds. Every time she tries to recall the past, her mind automatically blocks out some of her memories."
"Is that so?" I said with a smile. "Miss Yun, I can help you remember what happened. Do you trust me?"
Xiang Yunshang suddenly interjected, "Mr. Li, I acknowledge that your martial arts skills are superior. But psychology and martial arts are two completely different fields..."
"Let's put it this way," she continued. "We've hired psychology PhDs from abroad, and none of them could solve her problem. I think it's best if you don't try so easily."
I smiled faintly. "Miss Xiang has studied psychology as well?"
Xiang Yunshang said proudly, "I have a master's degree in psychology. I also have clinical experience in psychological intervention."
I looked at Xiang Yunshang with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "If I can help Miss Yun remember the past, would you please refrain from interrupting my business negotiations with my client?"
Xiang Yunshang's face turned slightly pale with anger. "Fine! Since Mr. Li is so confident, I'll make a bet with you. If you can help Xiao Ya remember the past, I'm willing to add thirty percent to the commission. That's one million three hundred thousand."
Xiang Yunshang's voice deepened. "If you can't, you'll teach me your knife technique."
"Thirty percent commission for my knife technique?" I asked with a wry smile. "I want the commission doubled."
A hint of a smile crept up the corners of Xiang Yunshang's mouth. "Deal!"
I knew from that girl's smile that I had asked for too little. A million was an astronomical figure for many people, but for some, it was just a number.
My expression didn't escape Xiang Yunshang's eyes. As the latter revealed a smug smile, my eyes suddenly flashed with a purple light, and Xiang Yunshang's expression froze on her face.
I said calmly, "Go get me the ashtray."
With a look of resistance, Xiang Yunshang stood up and brought the ashtray from the coffee table. She stood respectfully by my side. I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and gently flicked the ash. "Miss Yun, can we continue our discussion now?"
Yun Ya stammered, "Instant hypnosis? You can actually do instant hypnosis!"
Old Liu subconsciously said three words, "Gui Yan Wang!" (Ghost Eye King)
The "Gui Yan Wang" that Old Liu mentioned was Gui Ba, who taught me the Ghost Eye Secret Technique. His secret technique is now known as hypnotism.
Yun Ya finally recovered from her shock. "Mr. Li, can you please release Xiao Xiang first?"
I smiled. "I've already released her. She's giving me the ashtray of her own free will."
Yun Ya wasn't wrong. Xiang Yunshang seemed to have a kind of admiration for the strong.
The more you argued with her, the more she saw it as a sign of incompetence. Only absolute power could convince her.
But, that being said, aside from Xiang Yunshang's family background, she was indeed very talented.
Yun Ya then nodded. "Mr. Li, please begin!"
I turned to face Yun Ya and opened my Ghost Eyes. "Look into my eyes. Relax as much as possible, and don't resist. It will hurt you if you do. You don't need to be afraid. With me here, nothing can hurt you. You just need to relax and cooperate."
Yun Ya slowly sank into her memories:
"When I was very young, my parents divorced, and I lived with my father.
My father was a doctor. He responded to the call for 'medical assistance to the countryside' and volunteered to become a 'supporting village' doctor. It was during my winter break, so I went with my father to the countryside. The place was called 'Old Bald Top,' and it was an extremely remote village.
When my father took me to the countryside, we were greeted by a local village doctor. He said he was a barefoot doctor, and he told my father that every profession has its rules, and some rules can't be broken. If you break the rules, you have to pay with your life.
He told my father about the rules of being a barefoot doctor for three days. My father agreed verbally, but he didn't take it to heart. He broke three rules in a single day."