Jiang Qiao took Cao Mingyuan's pulse and sighed, "What happened to you before?"
"Ugh, don't even mention it. When we were catching the bad guys, we got ambushed. Is it anything serious?"
Jiang Qiao took out the needles. "It's nothing serious, but you still need to recuperate. Let's do acupuncture first, and then you can take medicine later."
Lying on the bed, Cao Mingyuan thoroughly enjoyed the acupuncture treatment by Jiang Qiao, feeling comfortable all over.
"Wow, a master is a master. I did try to find someone to help me before, and I took a lot of medicine and had a lot of acupuncture, but none of them were as effective as yours."
"That's right. Don't you think about who Jiang Qiao is? She's been learning this since she was a child. The reason we're sending you on this trip is for your health. Jiang Qiao is very busy right now and is usually hard to find, so you should be grateful to be able to carry out this mission together."
Jiang Qiao took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Cao Mingyuan. "Take this first. It's good for your health. You're a little weak. It's a pity I didn't bring much. Take this for now, and I'll get more later."
Cao Mingyuan examined the medicine bottle and joked, "Now, whenever I hear about medicine to strengthen the body, I immediately think of the old Japanese devils' medicine."
Jiang Qiao couldn't help but laugh. "Scared, huh? These people are really something, using this as a pretext. Too bad, their medicine can't compare to mine. Mine is made from the best herbs, with only benefits and no harm. I don't give it to just anyone. I know where those herbs come from, they're gathered from the valley."
Cao Mingyuan quickly told Song Shutian to pour him some water and take his medicine. "This is really good stuff. The wound medicine you prescribed before was very effective. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made it to the hospital."
With Cao Mingyuan joining them, the three of them kept each other company, making it easier to pass the time.
Cao Mingyuan especially enjoyed the things Jiang Qiao and the others bought.
"Oh dear, you might not even be able to get this kind of food at home."
Jiang Qiao glanced at him amusedly. "What's wrong? Your auntie won't make it for you?"
Song Shutian knew Cao Mingyuan's situation well. "It's not that your aunt won't make it for him, it's just that this guy has given all his money away. This time he's supporting his hometown again, hasn't he?"
Cao Mingyuan nodded. "That's right. My brother-in-law is getting married, and my mother-in-law even came to my wife's door to ask for help. What can we do?"
"Please help, sigh. My wife has it tough too, staying home with the kids, she's getting stressed out. As men, we can't let our wives suffer, can we?"
Jiang Qiao sighed and shook her head. "Have whatever kind of wedding you can afford. Why do you have to ask for this and that? You'll have to pay it back later, won't you?"
It's better to endure hardship now than to live with debt, and then build a better life through your own hard work and effort.
Cao Mingyuan gave a wry smile. "What's there to repay? They probably never even thought about it. My brother-in-law isn't much of a good person either. He's been spoiled rotten by the old couple. They can't be treated too harshly or too leniently. We outsiders can't say anything about it."
My wife has said it a few times, and the old lady almost lost her temper with her daughter. Sigh, there's nothing we can do; a doting mother often spoils her child. Anyway, we can't raise our child like that.
Song Shutian nodded in agreement, "That's right. Children are precious, but they still need to be educated. We can't indulge their little bad habits."
Jiang Qiao patted Cao Mingyuan's shoulder sympathetically, "Old Cao, I never expected you'd encounter something like this. Come on, eat more, and nourish yourself properly—"
On the way, the three of them had already assigned their tasks.
Upon arrival, Song Shutian left with the person who picked him up, while Jiang Qiao and the other two followed Zhang Tianlei.
Along the way, even Jiang Qiao couldn't help but sigh, "It's fortunate we had a car, otherwise, how long would it take to get there on foot?"
"This is already quite good; at least there's a road. This place used to be much more desolate. Let's go to the guesthouse to rest first."
Despite being exhausted, Jiang Qiao and Cao Mingyuan were pragmatic people who had come with a mission: to understand the situation first.
"Where did Zhao Anbang and the others hide them? Also, where is the body? I'll go check with Jiang Qiao in a bit."
Zhang Dalei was truly impressed by these two. They had just gotten off the train and hadn't even had a chance to rest, yet they were already heading straight for the main destination.
"I don't know where he is right now. I hope the director can find out something."
Since you don't want to rest, I'll take you to see the body of that comrade who committed suicide.
"Sigh, if you don't come soon, this body probably won't even last a few days. The family is demanding a burial."
Jiang Qiao asked, "Have you dissected it?"
Zhang Dalei shook his head. "The family doesn't agree. The person is already dead, so don't make the deceased suffer a second time."
There were no other injuries visible on the body, except for the ligature marks on the neck.
But I just find it strange. How can a perfectly healthy person just suddenly die? I just feel like something's not right here.
Jiang Qiao remained silent. She didn't know the depth of the water either, so she decided to let Song Shutian test it out first.
When Jiang Qiao saw the frozen body, her expression turned grim. A vibrant life had been lost just like that. The dead cannot speak, and all she could do was search for clues on the body.
She felt that someone who could gain Zhao Anbang's trust and become his security leader must be trustworthy. But who exactly harmed him?
Jiang Qiao glanced at the examination records, and then conducted another examination with Cao Mingyuan and the others, but they found nothing new.
"What exactly is wrong?"
Not only Jiang Qiao, but even Cao Mingyuan felt a bit agitated. They had come here hoping to solve the mystery, but after personally checking, they found nothing at all. This was undoubtedly a blow to them.
As Jiang Qiao pondered, she inquired about the deceased's life.
"It is said that he was acting normally. Even when there was a fire, he led people to actively put out the fire. Who would have thought that after talking to him, he would become like this?"
Even Zhao Anbang couldn't explain it clearly now, since they were the last two to leave.
Jiang Qiao squinted and carefully examined the corpse in front of her. Then she reached out and touched the mole. She didn't realize it until she touched it, and she found that the mole was abnormal and felt wrong.
With a few hard scratches from his fingernails, the mole actually fell off, leaving even the two people standing next to Jiang Qiao somewhat dumbfounded.
"This, this is fake?"
Jiang Qiao pointed to the tiny pinhole under the mole and said, "Look, this person didn't commit suicide at all; he was probably murdered."
"Old Zhang, try to get Old Song informed about this—"
Zhang Dalei nodded, "Okay, I'll inform them. I'll take you back to the guesthouse first."
Jiang Qiao carefully placed the mole and handed it to Zhang Dalei.
"You should know what to do next. Let's go back first."
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