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Some even said, "Uncle Jian, we know your pain, seeing a life cut short before its time. If Ajuan were here, she wouldn't want to see you like this. Live on, let her rest in peace."

But Uncle Jian ignored these voices and stared blankly at Chu Yuening. "Do you know how my daughter died?"

"Perhaps we should sit down and talk about it in detail?" Chu Yuening dragged a small wooden table from under the stall, and Lin Jiahua came over to help unfold it, setting up three wooden stools as well.

After Uncle Jian and Aunt Fen, still in a daze, took their seats, he suddenly grabbed Chu Yuening's arm, his hand shaking as if he'd found a lifeline. "Master."

"Master, tell me, how did our beloved child really die? Witnesses say that Ajuan fell from the railing of a cruise ship into the sea. I don't believe it. I used to be a CID officer, and I'm afraid of revenge from enemies. Ajuan was always cautious, taught by us to be careful. She would never be careless near any dangerous place."

Uncle Jian, born with a police officer's intuition, sensed something amiss when he heard about Ajuan's death. He had pulled strings to get the officer handling the case to take it seriously, but the investigation led nowhere, revealing no signs of foul play.

Everyone told Uncle Jian that Ajuan's death was an accident.

But he refused to believe it.

Chu Yuening was the only one who clearly stated that Ajuan had died from other causes.

Taking advantage of Uncle Jian's distraction, Chu Yuening gently retrieved her arm. She studied his facial features, folding her hands together.

Before delving into fortune-telling or feng shui consultations, she would first recount past events to establish credibility. If the client believed her, she would proceed with the reading.

"Take your time, Uncle Jian. Judging from your physiognomy, you had a challenging first half of life, with your fortunes only improving in the latter years of middle age. The protrusion in the lower part of your forehead suggests average career prospects between the ages of 15 to 35. After 35, your career found its footing, and you experienced a promotion. Is that correct?"

Uncle Jian weakly nodded. "Yes, that's when I became a detective sergeant."

Chu Yuening continued, "Considering both your and your wife's faces, although you have been blessed with few children, you are destined to enjoy the blessings of your daughter in your later years. Your granddaughter, brought up by a filial daughter, will also show great respect to her grandparents."

"But the darkness in your Children's Palace now indicates that your only daughter's fate was forcibly cut short, and she has met with an unfortunate end."

Uncle Jian hastily asked, "Can you divine who the murderer is?"

"May I have Ajuan's birth date and time?" Chu Yuening's physiognomy reading was just the initial stage; the actual divination came from analyzing one's birth chart.

After Uncle Jian provided the details, Chu Yuening calculated with her fingers.

"Your daughter was inherently kind-hearted and did many good deeds. She never incurred the enmity of others nor had any enemies. However..."

She furrowed her brow, uncertain if she should proceed with what she sensed.

Uncle Ken anxiously asked, "But what about it?"

"The thing is, she was fated for a second marriage. In her first marriage, there would be no children, but in the second, she would have a son and a daughter. She would live to see 90 years old. Judging from her destiny, the most entangled relationship filled with hatred would be with her first husband. Furthermore, this person was originally destined for a life of poverty. From Ajuan's birth chart, it shows that after her death, her husband would come into an unexpected fortune, altering his fate."

Though Chu Yuening hadn't seen the man's birth chart, as husband and wife were one, since Ajuan had yet to divorce him, she could still perceive some aspects.

"I knew it!" Uncle Ken exclaimed emotionally, unable to remain seated. He stood up, ready to confront the man. "Ye Tianliang must have had ulterior motives when he suddenly asked Ajuan to go on a sea trip. He must have planned to kill her."

Ah Qiang, who ran the carni food stall, quickly stepped in to hold back Uncle Ken.

"Uncle Ken, calm down. This dessert girl has been here on Temple Street for a month, selling desserts every day. Suddenly, she claims to know about fortune-telling and feng shui. Don't let her deceive you. Others may not know Ye Tianliang, but I do."

"I've known him since childhood. He was an excellent student and very filial to his parents. When Ajuan was around, he treated all of you like his own family," a neighbor chimed in.

"Exactly, Uncle Ken. I understand your anger and frustration over Ajuan's death, but you can't accuse an innocent person. Tianliang was always good to Ajuan; we all saw it."

"What do you know!" Uncle Ken said angrily. "Ye Tianliang must have killed Ajuan for her death compensation! He secretly nailed a coffin nail into Ajuan's skull. If he wasn't guilty, why would he treat her like that?"

Nail of the coffin.

A chill sensation crept over Chu Yuening; coffin nails were objects of extreme Yin, used to pin down one's soul and prevent reincarnation when driven through the skull.

Uncle Jian's eyes brimmed with tears. "That beast wants my precious daughter to be damned forever! He'll rot in hell for this!"

A'Qiang thought Uncle Jian had lost his mind, spouting nonsense. "A'Liang wouldn't even kill a chicken, how could he be so wicked as to nail a coffin nail into Ajuan's skull? Impossible, Uncle Jian. You should just go home and rest."

"The police have closed the case, saying there's no murderer. If you don't trust the justice system, why believe a street fortune-teller?"

Other neighbors chimed in.

"Yes, Sugar Water Girl is only in her twenties, what would she know? If she believes in such things, she should seek out a reputable master."

"How can someone kill their spouse for insurance money? How could any fortune-teller predict that accurately?"

"Exactly, if he was after money, he wouldn't be so bold."

Faced with everyone's disbelief.

Uncle Ken's rationality partially returned, his expression numb as he didn't wish to implicate others. "I've been a police officer my whole life, but I couldn't catch the bad guys or avenge her. I've failed Ajuan."

Solving a case relied on evidence. Even if Uncle Ken firmly believed that Ye Tianliang had tampered with circumstances leading to his daughter's death, what could he do without proof? He couldn't arrest anyone, nor bring the perpetrator to justice.

The police were helpless.

Let alone an ordinary citizen like him in Hong Kong.

"Master, how much for the fortune-telling? I'll settle the bill."

Observing Uncle Ken's tireless efforts to uncover the truth behind his daughter's death and Aunt Fen's descent into madness, Chu Yuening reached out to stop him from reaching for his wallet.