It was not until the old lady spoke with tears in her eyes about this evil money-making stake that everyone realized there was such a tragic secret behind this house.
What’s the point of guarding a huge fortune alone if your descendants are all dead?
Fang Younan had come to believe in the influence of the so-called "money-making stake" without knowing when, and he secretly sighed in his heart. When he realized that he had fallen into the trap of feudal superstition, he hurriedly reorganized his thoughts and pulled himself out of the atmosphere of feudal superstition.
"So, the child in this coffin was killed by his biological father."
Regardless of the motive behind the murder, the police's primary responsibility is to bring the murderer to justice.
Feudal superstition kills people. I believe that Mr. Song can reflect on himself in prison.
Jiang Xuxu didn't care how the police arrested people. She looked at the old lady sitting on the ground crying and said,
“The money-making pile is called money-making, but in essence it is an evil technique that kills off descendants. So even if people in the Xuanmen have heard of it, very few really know how to do it. The Feng Shui master who helped the Song family plant the money-making pile probably intended to make the Song family extinct.”
Hearing Jiang Xuxu's words, the old lady's eyes almost burst into tears. She stared at Jiang Xuxu, and suddenly stretched out her hand, which was wrinkled like a dead branch, and grabbed the hem of her skirt.
Although trembling, I refuse to let go.
"Girl, can you find that person... help me find that damned guy, my grandson!! My son!! He was killed by someone! I don't want money, I just want my child..."
The old lady burst into tears again as she spoke, and she seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
Jiang Xuxu did not agree to the old lady's request to find someone. Anyone who could use such evil magic to harm others and make the Song family extinct must have a deep hatred for the Song family or Mr. Song.
She would not interfere in matters of cause and effect.
There is no need.
Today she had people dig out the child's bones, which was equivalent to directly breaking the opponent's magic, and the opponent would inevitably suffer backlash next.
Even if she doesn't look for someone, that person will pay the price for what he did.
And just as Jiang Xuxu guessed.
In a rental house far away on the other side of China, a middle-aged man sat alone in front of a computer, with a message popping up from the live broadcast room on the screen.
The man never left the page, his eyes still fixed on the computer screen with a serious expression.
After a long while, he stood up and was about to walk towards a small Buddhist shrine in the inner room. However, before he got close, his whole body suddenly twitched violently, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
The man fell to the ground with a thud. Before he closed his eyes completely, his eyes were fixed on the small Buddhist shrine in front of him, where two urns, one large and one small, were enshrined.
The man's eyes swept across the two urns. There was reluctance and relief in his eyes. After a long while, blood flowed out of his mouth again.
Everything before his eyes was blood red, just like the day his wife and children were murdered.
The man's eyes seemed to be stung by the red in front of him, and finally, he slowly closed his eyes.
…
Jiang Xuxu seemed to sense something and looked at the corpse that was carefully wrapped by the police officer. After thinking for a while, she walked forward and stuffed a yellow talisman folded into a triangle into the bag wrapping the corpse.
Fang Younan noticed her movements, took a few big steps forward, and grabbed her wrist.
"What did you just put in there?"
Before Jiang Xuxu could make a move, Zhou Hehe rushed over.
"Hey, captain, don't do it. Master Jiang is still a child..."
As he spoke, he pulled Fang Younan's hand away.
Fang Younan: ...
Do you want to listen to what you said?
Although he was speechless, Fang Younan had grabbed the person on impulse just now. Now that he saw someone trying to stop him, he naturally let go and whispered "I'm sorry" to Jiang Xuxu.
Jiang Xuxu was not angry, but just raised his eyes slightly and looked at the golden light faintly emanating from the other person's palm.
Although it was very faint, it was indeed there. However, compared with the golden light on Chu Beihe's body, this shallow golden light was almost negligible.
If Jiang Xuxu hadn't looked carefully just now, he wouldn't have even noticed it.
But this also indirectly proves that the police officer in front of him must have saved many lives.
Jiang Xuxu has always been more lenient towards people like this.
Not only did he not care about the other person pulling his wrist, he even took the initiative to give him some advice.
"Officer Fang, you have square eyebrows, a straight nose, and a righteous spirit. You are a very blessed person. If you feel something is not going well recently, remember to turn right."
Fang Younan: ...
I didn't educate you about feudal superstition, but you still took it into my hands?
He really doesn't quite understand the interests and hobbies of today's children.
"Thank you, but even if you say that, you still have to come back to the police station with me to record your statement."
The case of Shengcaizhuan still needs to be investigated, so it's a good opportunity to go back and record the statement together with Xue Yining's case.
Jiang Xuxu pursed her lips. Although she didn't hate going to places like the police station, recording a statement was indeed a waste of time.
But as a citizen, such obligations are inevitable.
Just as he was about to nod in agreement, he heard the cell phone in Fang Younan's pocket ringing.
Fang Younan motioned for her to wait and walked over to answer the phone.
"I'm Fang Younan."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be the leader of the police station. Fang Younan's face suddenly became serious, and even his back straightened slightly.
Not knowing what was said on the other end, Fang Younan frowned slightly, with some confusion, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards Jiang Xuxu.
After a while, he hung up the phone and walked back.
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