Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 40 - 42: Midnight Excavator

"You... you’re talking nonsense! I don’t believe you!"

The woman’s voice was firm, but her trembling hands betrayed her inner turmoil.

[So her son really died?]

[How heartbreaking!]

[I’m about to cry. I feel so bad for her.]

[Ma’am, please don’t be so upset. The most important thing now is to figure out how your son died!]

After saying her piece, the woman hurriedly disconnected.

And just like that, the final stream of the night ended without any follow-up.

[Hey, what is she doing?!]

[You can’t blame her. At her age, she must be unable to accept it.]

[When you think about it, she’s really pitiful.]

[This is so sad!]

Su Nian didn’t give it much thought. She was utterly exhausted from the night’s events, and having just performed another divination in the car, she was so sleepy she could barely function.

She stumbled home in a daze and collapsed onto her bed.

Meanwhile, the woman had made up her mind.

She glanced around her cozy little home, then resolutely snatched up her keys.

She started her excavator. In truth, she had immense faith in Su Nian.

In fact, from the moment she had entered Su Nian’s stream earlier, she’d had a strange, nagging intuition.

It was a feeling that this streamer could definitely help her. And just as she’d suspected, Su Nian’s words had been uncannily accurate.

She still couldn’t accept that her son was gone, but she was certain she could find him.

As for how she would find him?

The keys she had just grabbed were about to come in very handy.

She climbed into her excavator.

She even took the precaution of putting on a hard hat.

She had already thought it through. She had searched the school for a long time.

There was no trace of her son anywhere. But the streamer had said his body was on school grounds.

Therefore, by her own careful deduction, her son must have been buried underground by some villain.

Truth be told, as she drove the excavator, Zhang Yan felt a little nervous.

’But this is all for my son!’

And so, in the middle of the night, a strange scene unfolded on the road.

A woman drove an excavator into a school.

In the dead of night, she began to dig up her son’s school.

As luck would have it, the school was undergoing some maintenance. The back gate was wide open, with only a few strips of barrier tape stretched across it.

But Zhang Yan was already a renegade brazen enough to dig up a school in the middle of the night; why would she care about a few flimsy strips of tape?

She drove straight in and found her target.

Time to dig!

Perhaps fueled by grief and indignation over her son’s death, she dug with ever-increasing vigor.

In just a few short minutes, a small garden had been completely torn up.

But it wasn’t enough. Zhang Yan drove the excavator to a new spot.

Still nothing...

One spot after another. After Zhang Yan had torn up the last small grove of trees, she still had found nothing.

’Was that streamer a fraud?’

Zhang Yan slumped dejectedly in the excavator’s cab, not even having the chance to lament the money she’d wasted.

Just then, she came face-to-face with a dumbfounded security guard who had just begun his patrol.

He stared at the pits, all of a uniform size and consistent depth.

The security guard was dumbfounded. Zhang Yan was also dumbfounded.

They stared at each other, utterly bewildered.

The guard rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing. He looked at the wrecked campus, then at the exhausted Zhang Yan.

For a moment, he wondered if this was a new construction crew the school had hired. But when he saw the tragic state of the garden—not a single blade of grass left—he silently dismissed the thought.

’Besides,’ he thought, ’what kind of construction crew works in the middle of the night? I diligently patrolled until ten o’clock yesterday.’

’Everything was fine at ten p.m. last night, so how did it turn into this disaster zone by five a.m.?!’

Zhang Yan, for her part, was also stunned. Seeing the distraught look on the security guard’s face, she began to panic.

Soon, the students of No. 10 Middle School received a strange announcement: due to someone deliberately vandalizing the campus with an excavator in the middle of the night, classes were canceled for the day.