Vol 2 Chapter 253: 134 grandchildren of Taishi Bigan

The 253rd chapter Taishi Bigan 134 generation grandchildren

Lin Feng knew that someone might be able to help herself, but would she help herself?

"Abby Cohen, I want to talk to her." Lin Feng looked at Ron and Tom and said.

Ron had heard of Abby Cohen, and it suddenly dawned on him.

"Let's arrange this. If she can testify for you, I will be able to remove your suspicion of buying U.S. stock index futures for huge profits before 9.11." Ron also asked Lin Feng to pay attention to some things now. He also told Lin Feng to remain calm, and after maintaining a calm mind, he left with Tom.

"Ron, Ron, who is that Abby Cohen?" Tom asked.

Ron looked at the sky and said meaningfully, "A Wall Street myth, a woman who has repeatedly predicted financial crises. Okay, let's contact her to see if she would like to see Lin Feng."

After the two left, they flew straight to New York to find Abby Cohen.

The residence of Abby Cohen.

"Hello, Ms. Abby, I came to see you on behalf of my client, Mr. Lin Feng, and he hopes to talk to you once." Ron said, looking at the woman in front of him.

Abby frowned and asked her husband to take her daughter away.

"Mr. Ron, I don't think I have anything to discuss with him. I have photographed the wronged hero for him, and pledged to all American citizens to vouch for Lin Feng, but he deceived us, deceived everyone, I won't go to see this liar again." Abby said angrily.

Ron and Tom looked at each other helplessly.

This time, the scandal of Lin Feng's massive purchase of stock index futures on the eve of 9.11 caused Lin Feng to lose almost all of his friends. Even the 267 passengers on the plane before, regarded Lin Feng as a liar. These passengers all look at Lin Feng in this way, and how others look at Lin Feng can be imagined.

"Ms. Abby, why don't you meet with our client? Maybe it's not what you think, not what everyone thinks." Ron didn't give up and continued to lobby.

"Enough, I don't want to talk about this topic anymore. I'm going to send my daughter to school, and I will ask you to leave." Abby issued an eviction order.

Ron wanted to explain something, but seeing Abby's face was angry, he knew that he couldn't get any results today. But Ron will not give up. His dictionary never has the word "give up". He only believes in one thing-the person is 100% innocent!

When the two left the gate, Tom suddenly turned around, "Ms. Abby, I have read your information. You predicted the Japanese financial crisis in 1996, didn't you?"

"Not bad." Talking about his profession, Abby looked confident.

"The Asian financial crisis was predicted in 1997, didn't it?" Tom continued to ask.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Abby Fox asked.

"I just don't understand, why can you accurately predict the'future' that no one else can know?" Tom asked.

"This is professionalism and talent. I have been studying finance for 18 years, dealing with these numbers every day, and everything that happens in this world is connected. Although we cannot fully know the future, we can find clues. A little sign of the future." Abby explained.

"If you can, why can't our client, Lin Feng?" Tom smiled at Ron and turned to leave.

Abby was taken aback and caught up a few steps.

"Wait, what did you just say?" Abby asked urgently.

"My client started from scratch and made 1 billion U.S. dollars in 2 years, and his growth rate is far faster than any successful person. Wouldn't it be unreasonable for him to predict that the stock market will crash recently? Besides, my client does not know how to fly a plane. No sane person would personally carry out suicide terrorist attacks with a net worth of US$1 billion. Since ancient times, it has never happened before!" Tom said.

Abby's face sank after hearing this. She was annoyed that Lin Feng had deceived everyone before, but now listening to Tom and thinking about it, there are indeed many doubts in the middle. But there is one problem that can't be explained. Why did Lin Feng buy 90 million US dollars on the eve of 9.11, and all of them bought stock index futures.

Abby hesitated to say the doubt in his heart.

"Then we can only find out when you meet with our client. I think that if he invites you this time, he will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." Ron gave Tom a thumbs up secretly.

Abby thought for a while.

"Well, I'll meet him with you. But I don't guarantee that I will testify for him again." Abby said.

"Hehe, we are here only to hope that you can meet our client." Ron said with a smile. Being able to go means that her position is not firm enough, and not being firm means that she can change her position.

After waiting for Abby to arrange family affairs, the three flew to Washington.

Before Abby arrived, two people came to visit Lin Feng.

"William, Jessica, I didn't expect you to come to see me now." Lin Feng said in surprise. At this time, Prince William and Jessica came to visit Lin Feng, and the risk they took was not small. Once Lin Feng was convicted as a terrorist attack planner, the two had a relationship with Lin Feng, and the trouble was certainly not small.

Prince William still had a sunny smile, but there was a little hesitation in his smile.

"Lin Feng, look into my eyes, I just want to ask you one thing, are you related to this terrorist attack?" Prince William looked into Lin Feng's eyes and said.

"No, not at all." Lin Feng stared at Prince William's blue eyes and said.

"Ok, before you are sentenced, we are still friends, and I still believe in you." Prince William sat down.

"I believe you too." Jessica also smiled and sat down.

Lin Feng looked at Jessica in surprise.

"Lin Feng, I am an actor, so I can clearly see if you are lying. You must know that human eyes can't lie. Your eyes are very clear, although I feel you are hiding something from us, but I'm sure you must have nothing to do with this." Jessica smiled charmingly.

Lin Feng and Prince William were heartbroken.

The three chatted casually, without mentioning any topic about the case. Prince William and Jessica's trip was to confirm whether Lin Feng was involved in this matter. They were also extremely entangled in their hearts during the past two days. On the one hand, from the evidence, Lin Feng has the greatest suspicion; but emotionally, they don’t want Lin Feng to be this kind of person, and no matter how you look at Lin Feng, he is definitely not that kind. A frenzied terrorist.

"Lin Feng, we will cheer you up the day after tomorrow. I believe you must be fine." Prince William and Jessica did not sit for long either. In order to avoid suspicion and unnecessary trouble, the two left early.

After the two left, Lin Feng was still very pleased, at least this time it was not too bad, and some people were willing to believe him.

Soon after Prince William and Jessica left, Ron and Tom brought Abby Cohen.

"Thank you for coming." Lin Feng smiled slightly. Abby Cohen's ability to come proves that he still has hope. Now let's see how she can persuade her to prove it for herself.

"Ron, Tom, can I talk to Abby in person?" Lin Feng asked.

"Yes." Ron and Tom backed out.

Only Lin Feng and Abby were left in the room.

"Abby, I invite you this time because I hope you can testify for me," Lin Feng said with a smile.

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Abby Cohen frowned.

"Mr. Lin, I just came here this time to know why I bought stock index futures for US$90 million on the eve of 9.11." Abby did not answer a rhetorical question.

Lin Feng scratched his head with a headache.

"Abby, do you think I will be that kind of crazy terrorist? I'm only 21 years old this year, and I already have $1 billion in fortune. I have any reason to do that kind of thing." Lin Feng explained. The key to whether he can get rid of the crime lies in Abby Cohen, who must first convince her to make her believe in herself, and then go to court to do a false testimony on her behalf. With her authoritative position in the American financial world, if she is willing to testify for herself, she must be fine.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't met such a person. In order to make profits, Soros did not hesitate to detonate the Asian financial crisis, and even almost forced several Asian countries to go bankrupt. You may not be unable to do it for 700 million US dollars." Abby was cold. Say.

Lin Feng frowned when he heard it. He actually compares himself with Soros, and I don't know if I should be happy to be compared with this financial giant.

"Abby, don't you think it's too ridiculous. For 700 million US dollars, will I bomb the World Trade Center and destroy the White House? Not to mention that I am still on the plane, and I just bought futures on the eve of the incident. It's really everything I planned, and my actions are too low-powered. Isn't this telling the US government that I did all this?" Lin Feng asked.

Abby Cohen was stunned for a moment, Lin Feng was indeed right. If Lin Feng is really planning all this, at least others shouldn't be in the United States. And if you want to make a lot of money, you can also use an anonymous account and then transfer money through major banks in the world. You will not be easily caught by such obvious fatal evidence by fbi, and since the person is willing to make money, it means that this person will not commit suicide . Then Lin Feng's appearance on the plane couldn't explain it.

"Abby, I do know some things, but it is not a terrorist attack, but the future trend of the stock market. But my reason cannot be stated in court." Lin Feng saw that Abby had a little bit of faith, and struck while the iron was hot.

"Why can't you tell me why?" Abby frowned and asked, gradually believing in Lin Feng.

"Abby, I hope that when I tell you later, no third person can know." Lin Feng said solemnly.

Abby thought for a while and nodded.

"Abby, because I can predict the future." Lin Feng said very solemnly and mysteriously.

"What!" Abby exclaimed.

Fortune-telling? This is too exaggerated. If it can be so, it can indeed explain why Lin Feng bought a large number of stock index futures. But since he can predict the future, why didn't he tell the US government about the September 11 terrorist attacks? Although one question was solved, more questions appeared in Abby's mind.

Will Lin Feng tell Abby the secret of his rebirth? —Of course not, this secret Lin Feng will always be brought into the grave. But in order to win the trust of Abby, Lin Feng decided to fool her. Use the mysterious ancient Chinese culture to fool Abby.

"Abby, how much do you know about China?" Lin Feng smiled like a fox.

"Ancient Chinese culture?" Abby Cohen pondered for a moment, then said in deep thought, "China is a very mysterious country, an ancient civilization with a history of five thousand years, and there are too many things that the West cannot understand and understand."

Since Abby views China in this way, Lin Feng is more confident in his heart.

"Abby, you should know that Chinese surnames have been handed down from ancient times. All Chinese cannot change their surnames because this is a betrayal of their ancestors." Lin Feng started his own deception plan.

Abby had also heard about this, knowing that surnames are very important to Chinese people.

"Do you know the origin of the surname Lin?" Lin Feng asked.

Abby shook his head.

"In the ancient times, there was no Lin surname. According to archaeologists, the Lin surname originated more than 3,000 years ago, when the last dynasty of the Shang Dynasty in China was King Zhou, the Taishi Bigan. King Zhou is a famous faint monarch in Chinese history and a fascination. No way, deprived of conscience. But Taishi Bigan is a loyal minister. In order to discourage King Zhou's evil deeds, he was digged to death by King Zhou." After that, Abby exclaimed.

"Later, after a generation of Mingjun Zhou Wu Wangji died of Shang Jian Zhou, he felt the loyalty of the Taishi Bigan, and gave him the luck to escape the chase of King Zhou. His son was named Lin and his name was Jian. This is the origin of Lin's surname. "Lin Feng said.

Abby nodded, sighing. Compared with the 200-odd-year history of the United States, China's history is too long and has too many stories.

"But what does this have to do with your ability to predict the future?" Abby asked questioningly.

Lin Feng smiled mysteriously.

"Abby, do you know about the four great masterpieces of the gods in China? They are about the process of Zhou Wu Wangji's extermination of Shang more than 3,000 years ago. Although there are many exaggerations in it, one thing is true. Our ancestors of the Lin family compare with each other. Qian is proficient in divination and can predict the future with the help of Zhouyi." Lin Feng continued to flicker.

"Zhou Yi?" Abby looked blank.

"The Book of Changes is our earliest book of Occupation in China. It introduces how to use some media to predict the future. Our ancestor Taishi Bigan was proficient in this. It has been passed down for more than three thousand years, and by my generation it is the 134th. Generation. Although I don't have the magical powers of my ancestors and can predict everything in the future, I can simply predict major events in the future." Lin Feng lied to death and said.

"Really?" Abby didn't believe it. This is too mysterious. But there is a faint expectation in my heart.

"Hehe, I know you don't believe it. Now I can prove it to you." Lin Feng smiled slightly.

Under Abby's gaze, Lin Feng held the weird-shaped pebble (Lin Feng picked at will) that he had prepared earlier in his hand, closed his eyes, muttered a word, and after a period of mystery, he gently threw the pebble into the air.

After a tumult, Lin Feng counted the pebbles in a deceptive manner.

"Abby, I don't have the magical powers of my ancestors, but I know everything in no way. I can only predict some important events." Lin Feng said with a sudden expression of discomfort.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, what's the matter with you?" Abby was surprised.

"It's okay, it's just that every time we prophesy will overdraw a little life. This is the ancestral training of our clan, and it is also the limitation of our clan's ability." Lin Feng said with difficulty, and it took a few minutes to relieve his breath. Of course, everything is Lin Feng acting.

Although Abby was shocked, he seemed to realize it.

"Abby, I predict that an African country will be lifted by the UN sanctions in the next few days. There are no more details." Lin Feng finished speaking, and took a few breaths. As for the predicted country, it happened at the time of the September 11th incident. Lin followed the news outside of his style. He remembered that during this time an African country publicly expressed support for the United States to attack Afghanistan, and then not only won the United Nations to lift sanctions against it, but also received a sum from the United States. Poverty alleviation funds. At that time, many people scolded that African country. Lin Feng didn't remember the name of the country, but only remembered one thing.

Abby frowned, Lin Feng said too mysterious.

"Don't you buy stocks as predictions?" Abby asked.

"Yes. My company is experiencing bottlenecks in its development and requires a lot of capital. For the sake of the company, I have to use divination to predict. The divination told me that the U.S. stock market will fall sharply in the near future, so I bought all the money to make the most profit. But the ancestors clearly stated that they must not use divination to profit for themselves, otherwise they will be punished. Sure enough, I will encounter this now." Lin Feng forced a look of regret and helplessness.

"In that case, you can tell the judge in court." Abby said.

Lin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Abby, one, our family has an ancestor's instruction. We will divination and absolutely must not speak to others. Because this will make people ask us for everything, and forget that everything is actually done by humans. If you don't work hard, it is There can be no gains."

Lin Feng's words were approved by Abby, and they were extremely reasonable.

"Second, Chinese culture is too esoteric. With all due respect, many Americans don’t understand China and even more ignorant of Chinese culture. Do you think they will believe me? That’s why I hope you can testify that I am obedient to you. Predictions on the U.S. stock market, and bought futures."

Abby frowned. If she hadn't believed in Lin Feng a little bit now, I'm afraid she would have to leave on the spot if she heard that Lin Feng made her falsely testify.

"Abby, there is no way for me. But if you think about it carefully, is it possible for me to launch a terrorist attack on the world's most powerful country for 700 million. Besides, you also know that the White House was bombed by the military itself. What they need now is a fig leaf, and I just become a scapegoat." Lin Feng said while the iron was hot.

"I know. But..." Abby still had doubts, Lin Feng said that was too mysterious, she did not dare to confirm whether it was true or not. In case it was Lin Feng's conspiracy again, wouldn't she be fooled for the second time. She wanted Lin Feng to predict one more thing that she would know immediately, but Lin Feng also said that the prediction was very hurtful, and Abby couldn't bear to let Lin Feng hurt his vitality again.

"So, let me think about it." Abby thought for a while, decided to go back and check the information, and then talk about it.

"Well, thank you." Lin Feng knew that it could only be so. The rest depends on whether Abby believes in the mystery of ancient Chinese culture and his own deception.