Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback! novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Lai Fu’s Death Has Another Cause

Jiang Li personally went to Lai Fu’s tomb and performed a small ritual.

After it was finished, she took out talisman paper and gently waved it over the incense sticks a few times. The talisman paper immediately caught a deep red flame and quickly turned to ashes.

“Damn, a deep red flame, what was that fellow Taoist saying just now, the darker the flame’s color, the stronger the power of the talisman?”

“Could this be mixed with some sort of chemical, how could the color of a normal flame be so deep?”

“Can some people watch the variety show with a brain, are there really chemicals that you can bring on a plane? Plus, Lili was in the frame of the live broadcast the whole time, how could she have tampered with it?”

At this point, Aunt Ying had no other choice but to grieve.

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After calming her emotions, she hastened to thank Jiang Li again.

“Master Jiang, I don’t know how to thank you enough, you must accept the fortune-telling fee and the fee for the talisman this time. Just say it, whatever you need, as long as we have it, we’ll find a way to get it for you.”

Jiang Li looked around and asked, “Do you have any plastic film at home?”

Aunt Ying: ?

Although confused, Aunt Ying still brought Jiang Li a roll of thick plastic film.

On the way back, Jiang Li glanced at Zhao Lang, who seemed to be lost in thought.

“What’s the matter? You’ve been quiet since earlier.”

Zhao Lang met her inquiring gaze, “I find Lai Fu’s death very strange.”

“Why do you say that?”

“I told you before, right? A month ago I also accidentally stepped into a trap and hurt my leg, I had to recuperate at home for several months.” Zhao Lang avoided the camera and lowered his voice, “There are a lot of wild animals near Chixia Mountain, and the villagers used to make traps to capture them to sell for money, but these past few years, Hua Country has been strict in its regulations, forbidding the sale of wild animals, so the village rarely goes hunting anymore.”

“Moreover, after my injury, the village chief strictly prohibited it and even took a group of people up the mountain to clear out the traps left by hunters.”

“Even if some were left, how could Lai Fu just happen to stumble upon one?”

“Dogs are the most sensitive animals, they wouldn’t knowingly run into danger unless…”

Zhao Lang didn’t continue, but Jiang Li already understood his implication.

Yet, she shifted her gaze away and said indifferently, “Without concrete evidence, everything is merely baseless analysis.”

As if expecting her to say that, Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.

“Who says I don’t have evidence.”

He opened his palm to reveal a needle wrapped in cotton cloth.

“I found this on Lai Fu’s body, I didn’t want to alarm others, so I kept quiet.”

Jiang Li’s expression turned serious.

This needle didn’t look like an ordinary syringe needle found in everyday life; it was noticeably longer and thicker.

It was difficult to believe that it wasn’t deliberately placed.

“What do you plan to do? Report it to the police?” Jiang Li asked.

Zhao Lang put away the needle, “With only this bit of evidence, it’s hard to make a case, and I don’t want the whole village to panic.”

Jiang Li understood his point, “So you want to investigate on your own?”

“Right.” Zhao Lang nodded, “I just happen to know someone in the county town, I want to consult with him.”

Jiang Li looked down, contemplating something.

“If that’s the case, there’s a piece of information that might help you.” She said after a moment of silence.

“What is it?”

“The family next to Aunt Ying’s house,” said Jiang Li, “be careful around them.”

That day, when she entered the house, she saw very deep malevolent energy in someone’s Yintang region.

Only a Yintang that had witnessed blood would show such malice.