"If there is no 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 and said, "Finding evidence is your business. I'm just here to deal with the power of the God of Plague on Mr. Hou!"
"Now that the problem has been 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.
"You're giving up now? It's too late!"
"Don't forget your current identity!"
Cao Hongyuan said he was a researcher at the Special Events Investigation Bureau.
The matter of Hou Xianbei is no longer just Hou Xianbei's own business, it has now been transferred to their bureau.
As a member of the Special Incident 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 frightened.
"Heh... whoever wants the final payment can do so! It's rare..."
Song Ning slapped Cao Hongyuan's claws away. Is this her acting like a yandere?
She doesn't mind him becoming a real yandere!
Please! Does Cao Hongyuan think he is handsome like this?
I'm so bored!
She always makes money in whatever way she wants. If she is not satisfied, then she is sorry!
I won’t keep you company anymore!
"laugh…"
Cao Hongyuan sneered, "Is it because I didn't hear your gossip?"
"Is it as simple as gossip? You don't believe me at all!"
Song Ning couldn't stand it anymore and growled, "Since you are skeptical about everything I say, then why do you want me to stay?"
Cao Hongyuan gritted his teeth in annoyance and stared at Song Ning for a long time before he explained:
"Were Madam Hou and Mr. Hou childhood sweethearts or alumni, or was it Madam Hou who pursued Mr. Hou first..."
"In the early years, 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, "Is it not okay for love to turn into hate?"
"Don't forget, Mr. Hou has a mistress!"
Cao Hongyuan frowned all of a sudden. If what Song Ning said was true, then Madam Hou was indeed the biggest suspect...
"Do you believe me now, Mr. Cao?"
Song Ning glared at Cao Hongyuan with gritted teeth, as if she would break his arrogance if he said another word.
Cao Hongyuan seemed to be convinced by Song Ning. He lowered his head and began to think about what Madam Hou was going to do...
“Eh…”
The angry Song Ning irritably plucked a fresh petal. The petal, which was originally fresh and fragrant, suddenly turned black and rotten the moment it was picked...
“This is not right…”
Song Ning waved her right 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 word casually, the little paper man began to "clean" the altar rudely.
However, this kind of cleaning is truly a real cleaning. In a short while, the right side of the altar immediately became bare.
puff…
At the same time, in the main room, Mrs. Hou, who was comforting Mr. Hou softly, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole spirit began to weaken.
"Ashi, what's wrong with you? Hold on!"
Hou Xian'er grabbed his wife and called Song Ning at the door in a loud voice.
"Master... come and help Ashi..."
He thought that his wife had vomited blood for no reason, and it must be related to the power of the plague god...
That's why he was in such a hurry to find Song Ning.
Song Ning shook her head at Cao Hongyuan, signaling him to go into the house quickly to see what was going on.
The things under the altar have gradually been revealed, and Song Ning really can't leave.
“I can’t die!”
Cao Hongyuan had no intention of leaving. He did not even look towards the main room. He lowered his head and stared at the little paper figures who were moving swiftly.
"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 such a big shot?"
Song Ning quickly rolled up her sleeves and said, "What was buried in the altar was 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 the body was very tall. At first glance, it looked similar to the kimchi jar we use at home.
The only difference is that this jar is dark red!
Not to mention anything else, just the color gives people a sense of foreboding.
"You go into the house first..."
Song Ning glared at Cao Hongyuan, thinking he was getting in the way and affecting her performance!
Before Cao Hongyuan obeyed and entered the house, Hou Xian'e rushed out of the main house in a hurry, carrying Madam Hou.
"Master...Master?"
As soon as he stepped on the yellow mud outside the door, Hou Xian's temperament completely changed.
"She is not affected by the power of the Plague God, she is 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..."
Hou Xian'e was suddenly shocked, and many things that he had deliberately ignored in the past suddenly came to his mind...
"Ashi..."
Hou Xianbei's face looked like it was both sad and happy, which was indescribable.
It turns out that Ah Shi has always hated him...
After a while, Hou Xian'e suddenly raised his head and stared at Song Ning with sharp eyes.
"Is there any way to save Ashi?"
"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's wife gets upset."
“She will agree…”
"I don't agree!"
Madam Hou suddenly grabbed Hou Xian's arm and said, "No! I will never agree to it 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 smiled sarcastically, "Aren't you doing this to maintain your perfect appearance?"
"Why do you have to be so lofty and selfless?"
The moment he saw Mrs. Hou, Song Ning finally confirmed the function of this jar.
This is a magical jar that can harness the power of the God of Plague for your own use.
This is how Madame Hou achieved eternal youth.
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 God of Plague for a few days!
Fortunately, Mr. Hou had the Buddhist beads bracelet to protect him, otherwise he would have lost his life.
Only for this reason would the Marquis' wife choose to cheat.
This is called risk diversification. ?
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