Chapter 306 Song Zihao borrowed his life
Xie Qin's face turned pale, and she even stuttered. "How could Zihao be dead? I saw him just now and he was fine. Don't talk nonsense here!"
Jiang Nanxi didn't say anything.
She stared at Xie Qin's face and found something strange on her face.
Jiang Nanxi thought about Zhan Tao's situation again, and she began to understand what was going on.
Song Zihao borrowed Zhan Tao's life!
The person who really deserves to die is Song Zihao!
"Stop talking about these irrelevant things."
Xu Wu interrupted their conversation about Song Zihao. He looked at Xie Qin and said, "You said someone saw Jiang Nanxi and the deceased meet in private. Where is that person? Can you provide evidence?"
Also, did you see any violent conflict between Jiang Nanxi and the deceased? Did she come to this room before you came here?
"I don't know."
Xie Qin thought for a moment and said, "I saw my son they contacted, and I don't know if he has any evidence. Why don't I ask him to come over and tell you in person."
At this point, Xie Qin glanced at Jiang Nanxi with an unpleasant expression and said, "Zihao is fine. He's resting in the next box. Stop cursing him!"
Jiang Nanxi raised his eyebrows.
She saw someone going to the next box to look for Song Zihao, so she followed him out to see what was going on.
When they arrived at the next box, someone opened the door and they saw a person sleeping on the sofa.
This person is Song Zihao.
"Zihao, wake up!"
Xie Qin ran over and pulled Song Zihao up.
After Song Zihao sat up, his expression was still a little confused, and he had no idea what was going on.
"Mom, where is this? Why am I here? I'm not at home..."
“Ahem!”
Xie Qin coughed twice to stop Song Zihao from continuing, "You've been drunk. You and your friends came to this bar tonight. Mom is here to take you home!"
"Ah? Really?"
"Yes." Xie Qin said, "It seems that you have been a little drunk and can't even remember what happened before."
Jiang Nanxi looked at them with a thoughtful look on his face.
According to Xie Qin's facial features, her son should have died long ago and Song Zihao should not still be alive.
As for the cause of Song Zihao's death, Jiang Nanxi guessed that it was the female ghost in their family who came to seek revenge on him.
There was still some ghost energy left on Song Zihao's body. Jiang Nanxi was very familiar with this ghost energy. It was obviously the female ghost she had seen.
But now, Song Zihao was still standing in front of her, nothing happened at all. It was very likely that Xie Qin asked someone to borrow Zhan Tao's life, so that Zhan Tao could die in place of Song Zihao.
The vengeful female ghost thought Song Zihao was dead, so she would not haunt him anymore.
"Why are you looking for Zhan Tao?"
Jiang Nanxi touched his chin and looked at Xie Qin for a long time.
At this time, Xu Wu walked over and asked Song Zihao, "Have you seen this person here? Also, did you see her have a conflict with the deceased?"
While Xu Wu was asking questions, he also showed Song Zihao the photo of the deceased that he had just taken.
"Ah! He...he..."
When Song Zihao saw the photo of the decapitated body, he was shocked and shrank into Xie Qin's arms.
"Son, don't be afraid!"
Xie Qin comforted Song Zihao and said, "Son, it's okay. Mom is here. You will be fine. Just answer your uncle honestly."
When Song Zihao saw the photo of the corpse, many fragments of memories emerged in his mind, causing his face to turn pale.
He remembered!
He seems to be dead!
That's how he died!
Song Zihao subconsciously touched his neck and could feel a raised scar on it.
But because Song Zihao was wearing a turtleneck sweater today, no one else saw the scar on his neck.
Song Zihao also remembered that there was a voice calling his name, asking him to go home.
A strange memory emerged in Song Zihao's mind. He was silent for a long time before he spoke, "I've seen him. He...he knew her."
Song Zihao looked at Jiang Nanxi, "Before the performance started, they had a conflict in the box. After we all entered the box, she jumped out the window and left."
"So the conflict happened in the box. No wonder the surveillance video didn't capture them."
Xu Wu said to Jiang Nanxi sternly, "What else do you have to say? One person identifying you might be lying, but everyone in this room says you knew the deceased and that you had a violent conflict!"
Jiang Nanxi chuckled and said calmly, "But they still don't have any evidence, right? Even if there are witnesses, witnesses can lie. Even if we want to convict them, there must be physical evidence, right?"
Jiang Nanxi also took out a stack of talismans.
"Here, I have a bunch of necromancy talismans that can summon all the nearby ghosts. The deceased died not long ago, so his soul must still be wandering around. Why don't I summon him over and ask him a question?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Xie Qin and Song Zihao's expressions changed, and there was fear in their eyes.
It is obvious that they are afraid of seeing the ghosts of the dead and they feel guilty!
Jiang Nanxi curled his lips into a smile and said, "Oh, by the way, I just checked the body of the deceased, and he doesn't look like a corpse."
"You...what do you mean?"
Xie Qin asked with evasive eyes.
"It's very simple. It means he's not completely dead yet, he still has a breath left. I just used my spiritual power to protect his heart meridian and summon his soul back, so I can revive him."
"impossible!"
Xie Qin suddenly stood up from his seat, "He's dead, his head is severed, how can he come back to life!"
The smile on Jiang Nanxi's face disappeared. She looked at Song Zihao and said, "Didn't he have his head severed before? If he could come back to life, why can't others?"
Song Zihao widened his eyes in horror and subconsciously covered his neck with his hands.
"No, no, I didn't..."
He stammered as he tried to explain, but his expression and movements had already betrayed him.
Ye Shutong took the opportunity to come to Song Zihao, pulled his hand away, and pulled down his collar, and everyone saw the scar on Song Zihao's neck.
Ye Shutong said coldly, "This scar surrounds your entire neck, and it just scabbed over. Could it be that something cut your neck as well?"
"No, no, this was an accidental scratch when I was wearing the necklace, not a cut... My neck wasn't cut, I'm not dead... I'm not dead yet..."
Song Zihao became more and more excited as he spoke.
Jiang Nanxi ignored him, turned around and walked out the door, went down the stairs and reached the first floor.
The blood on the stage had dried up, but Zhan Tao's body was still there.
Jiang Nanxi used his spiritual power to repair the wound on Zhan Tao's neck, put his head back together, and then used a talisman to summon his soul back.
At this moment, everyone else came down as well.
As soon as Xie Qin appeared, Zhan Tao, with a pale face, rushed towards her, "You hurt me so much! It's you, you cut my neck!"
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