I’m a psychic, but I was arrested by the police because I looked exactly like a wanted fugitive on a poster. To prove my identity, I did a fortune telling for the police officer. “Officer, your first love was at 18, you dated for two years, but in the end your girlfriend got together with your best friend at the time. Am I right?” Lucas James flushed with anger and embarrassment. “Shut up!” I pointed at the wanted poster on the telephone pole. “Wanted for telecom fraud… Oh my god, why does this person look so much like me?!” As soon as I said that, the gazes of several onlookers around me fell squarely on my face. The next second, a passerby dialed a number: “Hello, 911? I have a tip for you…” Only then did I realize the seriousness of the situation and tried to explain. “You’ve got it all wrong. This person on the poster is definitely not me. I’m a psychic. I’ve been studying the mystical arts in the mountains and today is my first time out!” The passersby gave me looks of disdain. “Can’t make it as a scammer anymore, so now you’re pretending to be a psychic to con people?” “Young lady, couldn’t you find something better to do than this?” “Everyone keep an eye on her, don’t let her run away. Wait for the police to come deal with her!” I was at a loss for words. To prove my identity, I could only point to the few people in the crowd who had been yelling at me the loudest. “Your father is 75 this year and is insisting on getting you a young stepmother. Your family has been arguing non-stop about this for the past few days…” “Your luck has been terrible lately. Think carefully about what bad deeds you’ve done recently. Once you resolve that, your luck will naturally return!” “And you, have you been feeling low on energy lately, with back and waist pain? Your mother-in-law passed away not long ago. She suffered abuse from you before she died, and now she’s perched on your back watching you!” “Do you believe my identity now?” There was dead silence all around. The first two men who had been pointed out looked at each other, their expressions sheepish. The middle-aged woman who was pointed out last held back for a long time, then suddenly burst into tears. “Psychic, I know I was wrong. Please save me!”
This was the scene the police saw when they arrived. “Psychic, can you tell me when my son will be able to get married?” “Psychic, will I be able to get into grad school this year?” “Psychic, can I get your contact info?” A tall, handsome police officer made his way to the front of the crowd and showed his badge. I saw the name clearly – Lucas James. “Hello, you’re suspected of involvement in a telecom fraud case and… promoting superstition. Please come with us.” Despite my efforts to explain that this was just a coincidence and I had no idea why I looked identical to the person on the wanted poster, I was still taken to the police station.
“Name?” “Willow Winters, a psychic.” Lucas James looked up at me, his expression somewhat impatient. “Age?” “266 years old.” Lucas James could no longer contain himself. He frowned and glared at me. “This is a police station. Please be serious and cooperate with our work!” I suddenly remembered that before I left, my master had stuffed an ID card into my small bag. I quickly took it out and handed it to him… After a round of questioning and information gathering, a young police officer handed several reports to Lucas James. “Captain, the fingerprints, blood type, and height don’t match at all. We seem to have arrested the wrong person…” Thank goodness, I was finally cleared of suspicion. “Captain James, can I go now?” Lucas James quickly denied my request. “No, although you’ve been cleared of the telecom fraud suspicion, I personally witnessed you promoting superstition, so I’ve decided you need to undergo some education and training.” I couldn’t stand this injustice. I took out a small booklet from my bag and slapped it down in front of him. “Look here, this is my certified psychic credential. How is that promoting superstition? Do you want me to do a reading for you too?” “Your first love was at 18, you dated for two years, but in the end your girlfriend…” Before I could finish, Lucas James angrily cut me off, his face red with embarrassment. “Enough! If you really have ability, why don’t you tell me where that fugitive who looks like you is right now?” I drew a tarot card. “She’s already left the city. You won’t find her on the roads. You might want to check the waterways…” Lucas James frowned and whispered to the police officer next to him: “Go check it out…”
Leaving the police station, I wore my mask properly this time to avoid being mistaken for the fugitive again. I took a taxi, planning to find a place to stay first. “To a hotel.” I sat in the back of the taxi and looked up, making eye contact with the driver in the rearview mirror. I immediately noticed something was off. The driver’s eyes were lifeless, his forehead dark, and he spoke with a weak, listless voice. All these signs indicated he was plagued by bad luck and likely to encounter misfortune soon. After arriving at the destination, I took out a protective charm and placed it by his hand. “Sir, you may encounter bad luck in the coming days. If you face danger, just hold this charm and it will keep you safe.” “Get lost, you scammer! Say one more word and I’ll beat you up!” The driver thought I was cursing him. His face turned black as if he was about to hit me. After chasing me out of the car, he drove away.
At my destination, I first called my master to report that I was safe, then walked around the area near the hotel. After learning about the prices in the city, I let out a deep sigh. With the little money I had, I’d be sleeping on the streets in less than 10 days. I needed to start making money fast! Said and done, I found a random street corner to sit down on. I took out my crystal ball, tarot cards, and wand from my bag, and placed a torn cardboard sign in front of me. It had a few large words written on it – Fortune Telling, $100 per reading. The sky was getting a bit dark, and most passersby hurried by without stopping. Occasionally someone would pause, but they just pointed and stared. So I simply closed my eyes to rest and wait for a destined customer to arrive. I don’t know how much time passed before I sensed two people stop in front of me. I slowly opened my eyes. “Greetings, destined ones. Would you like…” Before I could finish, the person in front impatiently cut me off. “Don’t you know begging isn’t allowed here? That’s a $200 fine, and we’re confiscating all this stuff…” This wouldn’t do! The $200 fine was bad enough for my already tight finances, but the items in my bag were magical tools passed down by my master. I couldn’t just let anyone take them! In desperation, I blurted out: “Do you know who I am?! I know Lucas James. My phone’s dead, but call him and tell him to come pick me up!” “Oh, and tell him I’m the psychic!” I took a chance, and it seemed Lucas James was quite well-known. The officer who had just been so aggressive hesitated for a moment, then actually went aside to make a phone call. After hanging up, the officer’s attitude towards me softened considerably. I sensed an opportunity! Not long after, Lucas James appeared in my line of sight, wearing plain clothes. The two officers immediately put on fawning expressions. The speed of their change in attitude left me dumbfounded. Lucas James said something to the two officers, and they left without confiscating my things. I was so moved that I decided to use what little money I had left to treat him to a meal as thanks. Lucas James declined. “No need, I have something to do later. Begging is strictly prohibited on this street now. Don’t set up shop here again.” He then took out a business card from his jacket, handed it to me, and left. “My number’s on here. You can contact me if anything comes up.” I nodded vigorously while clutching the card. Look at that, Lucas James really does help when there’s trouble, as expected of a police officer!
I lay on the hotel bed and video called my master for advice. “Master, times have changed. They don’t allow fortune telling on the streets anymore. Maybe I should just go back. In a few days I won’t even have money for the return trip!” My master, ever the internet savvy one, quickly came up with an idea. “Why don’t you do live streaming fortune telling? I see those pretty female streamers on TikTok get tons of viewers every time they go live. Their top fans shower them with gifts too. It’s super lucrative!” I pondered for a moment and realized this wasn’t a bad idea. Given that I currently look like a wanted fugitive, it’s not suitable for me to appear in public often. If I stream fortune telling online, I can use a filter to cover my face, which would avoid a lot of unnecessary misunderstandings. The next day, I downloaded a live streaming app and registered an account. Username: Psychic Willow. I set up my phone, chose a dog face filter to cover my face, and officially started streaming. After several minutes, a few people finally trickled into the live room. [Is this a new streamer? Why aren’t you showing your face?] [Streamer, show your face and I’ll send you gifts!] [Oh, the streamer is actually doing fortune telling. If you want to get popular, I suggest changing to a different category. The dance section has higher viewership, you could try that…] I looked at the comments floating across the phone screen and replied one by one. “The streamer can’t show her face for some special reasons. Please don’t mind.” “Thank you for your suggestion, but I’m a real psychic.” “If you want a fortune telling, you can ask me. One ‘Cupid’s Heart’ gift for one reading.” [You’re lying, right? Scammers these days are really keeping up with the times…] [I haven’t seen this type of live stream before, it’s kind of interesting…] [One Cupid’s Heart costs $100, that’s way too expensive for a fortune telling. Whether it’s a scam or not, I’m out.] After a few minutes, more people gradually joined the live room. But obviously they were all just here to watch the show. Not a single person was willing to spend $100 to try it out. I wasn’t in a hurry. I casually chatted with the viewers in the comments. Suddenly, one comment caught the attention of all the viewers in the live room. [Everyone quick, look at the news from New York just now. Could the psychic the taxi driver is talking about be this streamer?!] [Wow! The streamer’s IP address is in New York too!] [The news wouldn’t lie! Is the streamer really that amazing?] [I just saw it too! The streamer is actually legit!] Curiously, I found the news article the viewers were talking about and clicked on it. “A car accident occurred at the intersection of New East Street in New York City tonight. It was caused by a taxi driver falling asleep at the wheel. The vehicle was severely damaged, but miraculously, the driver emerged completely unharmed. Here’s the detailed report…” In the video, a reporter holding a microphone was conducting an interview. “How do you feel after this brush with death?” A middle-aged man, holding a half-burned protective charm, spoke excitedly and incoherently. “The psychic saved me! Thank you, psychic! I met a real miracle worker!” The accident scene in the video looked extremely gruesome. It seemed impossible that anyone could have survived. Yet the person involved was giving an interview completely unharmed. This middle-aged man was the taxi driver I had ridden with that afternoon. It seems the protective charm I left him really did save his life in a critical moment. Everything was within my expectations, but the viewers in the live room went wild. Suddenly, a fancy special effect appeared on the screen – someone had sent a Cupid’s Heart gift! A user named “Heartbroken Cilantro” posted a comment. [Streamer, I just sent the Cupid’s Heart. Can you do a reading for me?] I directly invited Heartbroken Cilantro to join a video call. Soon, a young woman in her early 20s appeared on the screen. “Hello Heartbroken Cilantro, thank you for trusting me. What would you like me to read for you?” Heartbroken Cilantro looked like she was outdoors. Her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying. “Hi streamer, I sent you my birth time in a private message. Can you take a look at my fortune for the year?” I found her private message and began the reading. “You must have grown up pampered by your parents…” Hearing this, Heartbroken Cilantro’s expression turned disappointed. “Forget it, you really are a fraud…” She was about to end the call. I quickly stopped her. “Wait, I haven’t finished… Although this seems to be your fate, from what I can tell this destiny was only valid until you were 8 years old. After that…” Heartbroken Cilantro paused, stopping her action. I hurriedly continued. “After you turned 8, your relationship with your parents suddenly broke down. They either beat or scolded you. After graduating, you chose to work far away from home to escape the trauma from your original family. But reality hasn’t been as you wished, am I right?” Having her innermost thoughts exposed, Heartbroken Cilantro silently began to cry. “Streamer, you’re right.” She had once felt the warmth of family, but her mother’s parents were very superstitious. When she was 8, they found an unreliable psychic to do a reading for her. The psychic said she would harm her parents and declared that she would definitely cause her parents’ death when she turned 25. From then on, her relationship with her parents became more and more distant. Even worse, whenever anything unpleasant happened in the family, they would blame it on her, feeling that what the psychic said back then was starting to come true. Starting from age 12, countless beatings and scoldings made her increasingly want to escape this family. When she became an adult, she gave up her studies and went to work in another city. Although her parents often asked her for money, she still felt life had become a little better. A few years ago, after her parents had another child, a little brother, they simply treated her as if she had never existed as their daughter, apart from regularly asking her for money every month. Now, she was 24 years old. In less than a week, it would be her 25th birthday. To avoid being killed by her, her parents decided to completely sever ties with her and never contact her again. She had thoroughly become an orphan that no one wanted. At this point, Heartbroken Cilantro completely broke down. “Streamer, do you know how I’ve endured all these years just because of a casual remark from psychics like you!” “Is it only if I die that they can finally feel at ease!” She cried hysterically, her phone shaking along with her emotions. I wiped my crystal ball and divined her current location, getting a shock. She was standing on the edge of a rooftop at that moment. If her emotions remained this agitated, she could easily fall off with one misstep! With a life at stake, I quickly sent a message to Lucas James on my backup phone, then hurried to comfort her while buying time for Lucas to come to the rescue. “Don’t be sad, your life isn’t just about them. I’ve divined that in the near future, you’ll have a happy and fulfilling family. You’ll have a husband who loves you wholeheartedly, give birth to adorable twins, and have in-laws who treat you like their own daughter. Your good days are yet to come!”
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