Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 137 - : Lai Fu’s Death Has Another Cause

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.

And that person’s appearance also had the typical features of one who held evil intent.

Slanted eyes with more whites showing, prone to anger and irritation, a narrow and tight Yintang, ruthless and lacking in empathy.

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His accent didn’t seem to be local either.

Above all, he was very resistant to their arrival.

What else could it be but harboring ill intentions?

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After parting ways with Zhao Lang, Jiang Li headed to the experimental field with her materials.

At that moment, Qi Tianyu had just finished his farming tasks, feeling quite satisfied with his results as he stood with hands on hips atop the ridge of the field.

The sun hadn’t set yet, and he had finished his tasks; he could now return, take a bath, and get a good night’s sleep.

However, as he turned around with a smile, he saw Jiang Li approaching.

The sight of the bamboo basket on her back instantly filled Qi Tianyu with unease.

His brain told him to stay away from this woman, but his legs uncontrollably walked towards her.

“Sister Li, what brings you here? Haven’t you completed your tasks already?”

Jiang Li smiled and said, “I think it’s going to rain tomorrow, so I thought of making some greenhouses to cover the seedlings.”

Qi Tianyu: !!!

This woman was definitely here to drag him into more work again!!!

[LOL, why does Qi have the expression of someone constipated.]

[I’m guessing blind here, but is he afraid of being roped in by Jiang Li?]

[Jiang Li is really relentless, day after day, from exercising early in the morning to reading to building greenhouses; even factory line workers aren’t as busy as she is.]

After greeting Qi Tianyu, Jiang Li carried her basket down to the field.

Her actions also piqued the curiosity of Director Sun.

He strolled over to Jiang Li’s side, glass in hand.

“Jiang Li, what are you doing with all these willow branches?”

“Making greenhouses,” Jiang Li replied, sorting through the materials. “It’s going to rain tomorrow.”

“Rain? That seems unlikely; we did our research before coming, and there’s no rain forecasted for this week. If you’ve completed your tasks, why not head back and rest earlier?” Director Sun offered his rare advice.

Seeing that no one believed her, Jiang Li didn’t bother to explain further and continued to manipulate the willow branches on the ground.

Qi Tianyu stood rooted on the spot, engulfed by an immense quandary.

His brain told him he could go back and rest now, but his limbs refused to obey.

Although he felt it was unlikely for it to rain with the weather being so nice.

But on the other hand, it was Jiang Li.

The Divine Calculator who could predict anything.

Others might be skeptical, but he had absolute faith in Jiang Li’s abilities.

After all, she was someone who could understand and even revise Buddhist Scripture.

His teacher had once said in class that Buddhism was one of the most challenging and profound subjects in the traditional culture of Hua Country; those who understood its principles were never ordinary individuals.

Jiang Li was no exception.

With this thought, Qi Tianyu gritted his teeth, turned around, and went back down to the experimental field.

“Jiang Li, is it really going to rain tomorrow? Why don’t you tell me where you found these materials, and I’ll make a greenhouse too?”

If his painstakingly tended roses got soaked, he truly would cry from heartache.

Jiang Li glanced at him.

“These items are not easy to find, and it’s getting late. How about this? You help me with this, and I can share some with you; fortunately, Aunt Ying gave me plenty of plastic film.”