"If you don't have any evidence, stop talking!"
Cao Hongyuan looked at Song Ning seriously, as if he had forgotten that he was the most unruly person in the Beijing circle.
Song Ning rolled her eyes at him. "Finding evidence is your job. I'm just here to deal with the Plague God's power in Mr. Hou!"
"Now that the problem is solved, I'm leaving first! You stay here and slowly look for evidence!"
Song Ning turned around and left without giving Cao Hongyuan any face.
Cao Hongyuan smiled bloodthirstily, and with a gloomy expression, he grabbed Song Ning's arm.
"Are you giving up now? It's too late!"
"Don't forget your current identity!"
Cao Hongyuan was referring to his role as a researcher at the Special Cases Investigation Bureau.
Mr. Hou's case is no longer just Mr. Hou's own matter, it has now been transferred to their department.
As a member of the Special Case Investigation Bureau, Song Ning has the responsibility and obligation to assist the authorities in completing the investigation.
"If you don't find out the source of the Plague God's power, do you think you can get the balance?"
Damn! Threaten her!
Song Ning was not raised to be scared.
"Heh...whoever wants the final payment can take it! It's rare..."
Song Ning slapped Cao Hongyuan's claws away. Is it her turn to act like a yandere?
She doesn't mind him becoming a real yandere!
Please! Does Cao Hongyuan think he's handsome like this?
I'm so bored!
She always makes money in the way that makes her happy. If she is not happy, then I am sorry!
I won’t accompany you anymore!
"laugh…"
Cao Hongyuan scoffed, "Is it because I didn't listen to your gossip?"
"Is it just gossip? You don't believe me at all!"
Song Ning growled, unable to bear it any longer. "Since you doubt everything I say, then why do you want me to stay?"
Cao Hongyuan gnashed his teeth in annoyance, staring at Song Ning for a while before explaining:
"Mrs. Hou and Mr. Hou were childhood sweethearts, and it was Mrs. Hou who pursued Mr. Hou first..."
"Years ago, Madam Hou almost lost her life for Mr. Hou..."
"If it were you, would you suspect that it was Madam Hou who murdered Mr. Hou?"
"Why not?"
Song Ning asked back, "Isn't it okay to turn love into hate?"
"Don't forget, Mr. Hou has an illegitimate child!"
Cao Hongyuan frowned suddenly. If what Song Ning said was true, then Madam Hou was indeed the biggest suspect...
"Do you believe me now, Cao Xiaozi?"
Song Ning glared at Cao Hongyuan with gritted teeth, as if she was going to smash his head if he made a little noise.
Cao Hongyuan seemed to be persuaded by Song Ning. He lowered his head and began to think about Madam Hou's plan...
“Eh…”
Furious, Song Ning irritably ripped off the petals of a flower. The petals, originally fresh and fragrant, suddenly turned black and rotten the moment they were plucked...
“This isn’t right…”
Song Ning waved her hand, and someone else made a hand gesture, and several small paper figures flew out silently from the bag she was carrying.
"dig!"
After Song Ning said just one casual word, the little paper man began to "clean" the flower bed rudely.
However, this kind of cleaning they did was truly a cleaning. In a short while, the flower bed next to them became bare.
puff…
At the same time, Mrs. Hou, who was gently comforting Mr. Hou in the main room, suddenly vomited blood and her whole spirit began to wilted.
"Ashi, what's wrong with you? Hold on!"
Mr. Hou grabbed his wife and called out to Song Ning at the door repeatedly.
"Master... come and help Ah Shi..."
He thought that his wife's sudden spitting of blood must be related to the power of the Plague God...
That's why he was so anxious to find Song Ning.
Song Ning shook her head at Cao Hongyuan, signaling him to go into the house and see what was going on.
The things under the flower bed have gradually been revealed, and Song Ning really can't leave.
"I can't die!"
Cao Hongyuan had no intention of leaving. He didn't even look towards the main room. He lowered his head and stared at the little paper figures who were moving nimbly.
"Why are they so flexible? It..."
"You're focusing on the wrong thing, brother!"
Song Ning interrupted Cao Hongyuan impatiently, "Shouldn't your focus be on the Marquis' wife who is in unbearable pain in the room?"
"Why are you pretending to be stupid like that?"
Song Ning quickly rolled up her sleeves and said to her husband, the things buried in the flower bed had been completely exposed in front of them.
Song Ning changed his trick and instructed the little paper man to take out the strange jar.
The jar was about the size of a head and had a very tall body. At first glance, it looked similar to the kimchi jar we use at home.
The only difference is that this jar is dark red!
If nothing else, just the color gives people a sense of foreboding.
"You go inside first..."
Song Ning glared at Cao Hongyuan. He was in the way and affecting her performance!
Before Cao Hongyuan could obediently enter the house, Mr. Hou rushed out of the main house in a hurry, holding Mrs. Hou.
"Master...Master?"
Mr. Hou completely changed his tone when he stepped on the yellow mud as soon as he went out.
"She's not affected by the power of the Plague God, she's affected by this thing!"
Song Ning pointed at the strange dark red jar not far from her.
"It is this thing that releases the power of the Plague God..."
Mr. Hou was suddenly startled, and many emotions that he had previously deliberately ignored suddenly flooded into his heart...
"Ashi..."
Mr. Hou's face looked indescribable, a mixture of sadness and joy.
It turns out that Ah Shi has always hated him...
After a while, Mr. Hou suddenly raised his head and stared at Song Ning with sharp eyes.
"Is there any way to save Ashi?"
"Of course there is a way, but I'm afraid the Marquis's wife won't agree..."
Song Ning spread his hands, with an expression that said, "Don't blame me if the Marquis' wife gets upset."
"She'll agree..."
"I don't agree!"
Madam Hou suddenly grabbed Mr. Hou's arm and said, "No! I will never agree to this even if I die!"
The Marquis's wife was a little hysterical, "Drive them away! Drive them away quickly!"
"Lao Hou, I can't possibly hurt you! I'm your wife, you and I are one, I'm doing this for you..."
"Tsk... The more I hear this, the less I believe it!"
Song Ning laughed sarcastically, "Aren't you doing this just to maintain your perfect appearance?"
"Why bother to talk so high and mighty, so selflessly!"
The moment he saw the wife of the Marquis, Song Ning finally confirmed the purpose of this jar.
This is a magical jar that can transform the power of the Plague God into one's own.
Mrs. Hou achieved eternal youth by this method.
But this jar also has a fatal weakness...
That is, it cannot be created by one person!
A normal person wouldn’t be able to withstand the power of the Plague God for a few days!
Fortunately, Mr. Hou had the Buddhist beads bracelet to protect him, otherwise he would have lost his life.
That's why the Marquis chose to cheat.
This is called dispersion risk.
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