"If there is no evidence, say less!"

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 glanced at him, "It's your business to find evidence, I'm just here to solve the plague power on Mr. Hou's body!" ”

"Now that the problem is solved, I'll go first! Just stay here and look for evidence! ”

Song Ning turned her head and left, not leaving Cao Hongyuan with any face.

Cao Hongyuan smiled bloodthirstily, his expression gloomy and grabbed Song Ning's arm.

"Now take the burden? It's late! ”

"Don't forget who you are now!"

Cao Hongyuan refers to the identity of a researcher in the Special Events Investigation Bureau.

Mr. Hou's matter is no longer just Mr. Hou's own business, and it has now been transferred to their bureau.

As a member of the Special Incidents 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 power of the plague god, do you think you can get the final payment?"

I rub! Threaten her!

Song Ning was not frightened.

"Heh... Whoever loves the final payment wants it! Rare..."

Song Ning slapped Cao Hongyuan's paw away, putting her aside to play a sick girl, right?

She doesn't mind if he becomes a real sick girl!

Come on! Cao Hongyuan doesn't think he's so handsome, right?

It's so idle!

She has always made money how it comes to her heart, once it makes her unhappy, then I'm sorry!

Sister is not accompanied!

"Huh..."

Cao Hongyuan sneered, "Is it because I didn't hear you gossip?" ”

"Is it as simple as gossip? You don't believe me at all! ”

Song Ning couldn't help but roar, "Since you are skeptical of everything I say, then why do you want me to stay?" ”

Cao Hongyuan grinded his teeth irritably, and stared at Song Ning for a while before he explained:

"Mrs. Hou and Mr. Hou are childhood sweethearts' alumni, or Mr. Hou who chased after Mrs. Hou first..."

"In the early years, Mrs. Hou almost lost her life for Mr. Hou..."

"You said that if it were you, would you suspect that Mrs. Hou was the poisoner of Mr. Hou?"

"Why not?"

Song Ning asked rhetorically, "Can't you turn love into hate?" ”

"Don't forget, Mr. Hou has an illegitimate child!"

Cao Hongyuan frowned suddenly, if it is really as Song Ning said, then Mrs. Hou is really the biggest suspect...

"Believe me now, Gongzi Cao?"

Song Ning gritted her teeth and glared at Cao Hongyuan, if he was messing around, she would break his domineering dog's head.

Cao Hongyuan seemed to be persuaded by Song Ning, and he began to bow his head and think about Mrs. Hou's plans...

"Huh..."

The puffing Song Ning irritably ripped off the petals of a flower, and the petals that were originally fresh and fragrant suddenly turned black and rotten at the moment they were picked...

"It's not right here..."

Song Ning made a move with her right hand, and who pinched another trick, and several small paper figures flew out of the satchel she was carrying with her silently.

"Dig!"

After Song Ning understated a word, the little paper figure rudely began to "clean" the flower bed.

However, this kind of cleaning was really worthy of the name, and after a moment's effort, the flower bed on the right immediately became bare.

Burst...

At the same time, Mrs. Hou, who was comforting Mr. Hou softly in the main room, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her whole spirit began to languish.

"Ashi, what's wrong with you? Hold on! ”

Mr. Hou scooped up his daughter-in-law and called Song Ning to the door.

"Master... Come and help Ashi..."

He thought that his daughter-in-law had spit out a mouthful of blood in a good manner, and it must have something to do with the power of the plague god...

That's why I found Song Ning in such a hurry.

Song Ning shook his head at Cao Hongyuan and motioned for him to hurry up and go to the house to see what the situation was?

The things under the flower bed have been slowly revealed, and Song Ning really can't leave.

"Can't die!"

Cao Hongyuan didn't have the heart to go away, he didn't even glance at the main room, and looked down at the few little paper figures with neat movements.

"Why are they so flexible? It..."

"You're on the wrong track, big brother!"

Song Ning impatiently interrupted Cao Hongyuan's words, "Shouldn't your focus be on Mrs. Hou, who is in unbearable pain indoors?" ”

"What kind of old man is this!"

Song Ning quickly rolled up her sleeves, and as she spoke, the things buried in the flower bed had been completely exposed in front of the two of them.

Song Ning changed a trick and instructed the little paper man to bring out the strange jar.

The jar was about the size of a head, and the bottle was very tall, and at first glance it looked similar to the kimchi jar used at home.

The only difference is that this jar is dark red!

If nothing else, just say that this color gives people an ominous premonition.

"You go to the house first..."

Song Ning glared at Cao Hongyuan, hindering her and affecting her performance!

Cao Hongyuan had not yet entered the house obediently, but Mr. Hou rushed out of the main house with Mrs. Hou in his arms.

"Master... Guru? ”

As soon as he stepped on the yellow mud when he went out, Mr. Hou completely changed his tune.

"She's not affected by the power of the plague god, she's affected by this thing!"

Song Ning pointed to the dark red strange jar not far from her.

"It's this thing that unleashed the power of the plague god..."

Mr. Hou was suddenly shocked in his heart, and many things that he had deliberately ignored in the past poured into his heart...

"Ash..."

Mr. Hou's face seemed sad and joyful.

It turns out that Ah Shi has always hated him...

After a while, Mr. Hou raised his head suddenly, staring at Song Ning with blazing eyes.

"Is there any way to save Ashi?"

"Naturally, there is a way, but I am afraid that Mrs. Hou will not agree..."

Song Ning spread her hands, with an expression of "Don't blame me if Mrs. Hou is stimulated".

"She'll agree..."

"I disagree!"

Mrs. Hou grabbed Mr. Hou's arm violently, "Don't! I won't agree to die! ”

Mrs. Hou was a little hysterical, "You drive them away!" Get them away! ”

"Old Hou, I can't hurt you! I am your wife, you and I are husband and wife, and I do this for you..."

"Snort... The more I hear this, the more I don't believe it! ”

Song Ning smiled sarcastically, "Aren't you doing this to keep your own perfect skin?" ”

"Why do you say so lofty, so self-sacrificing!"

The moment she saw Mrs. Hou, Song Ning finally confirmed the role of this jar.

This is a magical jar that can turn the power of the plague god into its own use.

It is in this way that Mrs. Hou achieves eternal youth.

But this jar also has an Achilles' heel ...

That is, it can't be artificial!

This plague god power smashed down, and normal people couldn't withstand it for a few days!

Thanks to Mr. Hou for having that Buddha bead bracelet to protect his body, otherwise he would have lost his life.

That's why Mrs. Hou chose to cheat.

This is called risk diversification.