C8 The next Winning Number

The wail of sirens pierced the air as two police cars raced down the highway toward us. Simultaneously, from the opposite direction, the sound of a dog barking and the pounding of several pairs of feet running could be heard.

Lin Feng watched as Ye Xuerou's dog, Snowball, dashed toward them at breakneck speed, followed closely by several towering bodyguards. It appeared that Snowball, having earlier darted away from Ye Xuerou, had gone back to the villa for help.

The bodyguards had grown concerned when only Snowball returned, barking frantically and tugging at them to follow. They suspected that something had happened to Ye Xuerou.

So, the bodyguards had heeded Snowball's urgent call and set out to find their charge. As they closed in, about ten meters from Lin Feng and Ye Xuerou, they pointed at Lin Feng, their voices rising in anger.

"Let our miss go, now!"

"Don't you dare disrespect our young lady!"

Clearly, they had mistaken Lin Feng, who was holding Ye Xuerou, for a villain with ill intentions. Lin Feng was at a loss for words.

Realizing her bodyguards' error, Ye Xuerou quickly whispered to Lin Feng, "Please, put me down." The embarrassment was evident on her face as she remained in Lin Feng's arms in front of her protectors.

Lin Feng, still cradling Ye Xuerou, savored the subtle scent of her perfume—a delightful sensation. But with the police closing in and her bodyguards on the scene, it was time to let go. He gently set Ye Xuerou on her feet.

The bodyguards surged forward, intent on apprehending Lin Feng, but Ye Xuerou intervened. "Stop! He's not the enemy; he's the one who saved me. The real threat is Zhao Yunfei."

She gestured toward Zhao Yunfei, who lay on the ground not far off, still wailing in distress. With that revelation, the bodyguards shifted their focus, swiftly detaining Zhao Yunfei, who cried out in agony.

Just then, the two police cars pulled up, and several officers stepped out to assess the situation.

The middle-aged police officer in charge surveyed the scene—the bodyguards, the apprehended Zhao Yunfei—and inquired, "What exactly happened here? Who called the police?"

"I did," Lin Feng stepped forward and replied.

"You reported an attempted murder. Can you explain what happened?" the officer pressed.

Lin Feng showed the officer the video he had recorded of Zhao Yunfei attempting to harm Ye Xuerou.

Upon viewing the footage, the officer's demeanor turned grave. He directed the officers beside him, "Take this suspect into custody."

"Yes, Captain," they responded. Approaching Zhao Yunfei, they handcuffed him and escorted him to the squad car.

"I've been framed," Zhao Yunfei protested.

The officer offered a wry smile. "We'll determine your innocence at the station," he retorted.

He then addressed Lin Feng and Ye Xuerou, "I'll need both of you to come to the station to give your statements."

"Miss Ye has injured her foot and requires medical attention. Perhaps I could go to the station first to provide my account?" suggested Lin Feng.

After a brief glance at Ye Xuerou's injury, the officer agreed, "I'll have two officers stay behind to get Miss Ye's full account."

Ye Xuerou nodded her acknowledgment.

The middle-aged officer, Lin Feng, and the other officers got into a police car and departed.

Watching the car drive away, Ye Xuerou's thoughts lingered on Lin Feng's concern for her injury. It felt as though her heart left with him.

"Miss Ye, we should get you to a hospital," one officer proposed with concern.

Regaining her composure, Ye Xuerou declined, "It's just a minor injury. No need for a hospital. Please, take me to my villa; my personal doctor can treat it there."

"Very well, we'll head to your villa," the officer agreed, opening the rear door of the police car for her.

With assistance from another officer, Ye Xuerou got into the vehicle.

The officers took their seats in the front, and the car set off toward Ye Xuerou's villa.

Ye Xuerou's bodyguards, along with Snowball, followed the police car to the villa.

Over an hour later, Lin Feng completed his statement and exited the police station.

Checking the time, he realized it was just past eleven in the morning, so he stopped at a roadside diner for lunch.

After his meal, Lin Feng headed back to the hotel.

On his way back, as he passed a sports lottery shop, he suddenly heard a voice.

Lin Feng halted, suspecting something was amiss with his hearing.

Then, a voice reminiscent of a TV show host echoed in his ears: "Super Lotto Issue 20200 announced, with the front zone winning numbers being 15, 25, 17, 19, 03, and the back zone numbers 02, 08..."

"The Super Lotto Issue 20200 announced, the front zone winning numbers are..."

"Super Lotto Issue 20200..."

It was as if he were listening to a live lottery draw, with the host's voice announcing the winning numbers replaying three times in Lin Feng's ears.

Moreover, the seven numbers from both the front and back zones were etched into Lin Feng's memory.

Drawn to the lottery shop, Lin Feng noticed several men inside purchasing sports lottery tickets.

A large-screen TV on the wall was displaying the lottery results, with the host on screen announcing, "For Super Lotto Issue 20199, the front zone winning numbers are 08, 11, 05, 01, 22, and the back zone numbers are 03, 12."

Lin Feng was stunned.

The numbers he had just heard were for Issue 20200, not 20199. Could these be the winning numbers for the next draw?

After consuming the spirit pill given to him by the old man, Lin Feng had somehow gained the power of precognition.

So, it wasn't surprising that Lin Feng could foresee the upcoming Super Lotto winning numbers.

With that, Lin Feng stepped into the sports lottery shop.

He purchased a 12-fold single bet ticket using the winning numbers he had just learned.

After securing his ticket, Lin Feng checked the draw times. The lottery was drawn on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays, yet today was Friday.

Lin Feng will find out tomorrow if his lottery ticket is a winner.

He slipped the ticket into his wallet and headed back to his hotel room.

Choosing not to check out, Lin Feng decided to extend his stay by one more day. He planned to wait for the lottery results the following evening, check out the day after, and then go to claim his prize if luck was on his side.

Settling onto the sofa, Lin Feng idly browsed the news on his phone.

Suddenly, a headline grabbed his attention. There was a flurry of coverage on the Ye and Zhao families.

"Jiangnan City's largest chipmaker, Ye's Group, today declared it would cease supplying chips to the Zhao family's smartphones."

"Chip scarcity plunges Zhao Family's smartphone business into bankruptcy crisis."

"Zhao Yunfei's secret hotel rendezvous with a woman leads to a public breakup as his girlfriend, Ye Xuerou, dumps him on the spot."

"In a bid for revenge against the Ye Family, Zhao Yunfei withheld chips and his attempt to assassinate Ye Xuerou has been uncovered, resulting in his arrest by the police."

"Ye's Group dispatches a legal team; Zhao Yunfei faces a likely prison sentence."

A smile crept across Lin Feng's face as he read.

Zhao Yunfei, once an imperious heir, was now a convicted murderer on the brink of incarceration, his days of affluence numbered.

The renowned Zhao family was teetering on the brink of peril.

Yet unbeknownst to all, Lin Feng, with his supernatural abilities, had effortlessly orchestrated the downfall of Zhao Yunfei and his family.

Lin Feng, endowed with these powers, was a force to be reckoned with.

Whatever he set his mind to, he could achieve.