Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 276 - He Will Definitely Make This Woman Pay a Price!

Chapter 276: Chapter 276 He Will Definitely Make This Woman Pay a Price!

After listening to Jiang Li’s words, Shen Lan’s brow furrowed again.

“No wonder… Jiang Li, I think I might know who this person is. He really is from our company. The rumors about your affair with Director Sun that emerged a few days ago were started by him. We’ve already handed him over to the police, and I believe they’ll be holding a court session to convict him in a few days.”

“It was really him.”

She had suspected that someone on the production team had been deliberately making things difficult for her, from the initial scoring errors to the various accidents that occurred once filming started. It was hard not to suspect someone had done it on purpose.

Shen Lan acted quickly and sent over Cai Shaoguang’s identity documents for her to see.

Looking at the detailed documents, Jiang Li confirmed her suspicions once more.

There must have been someone else behind this Cai Shaoguang!

Otherwise, how could he, who had been diligent and conscientious in his work until now, suddenly harbor such malice towards her?

They had never had any interaction.

It seemed that if she wanted to find out the reason, she had to head back to the Capital first.

Zhao Lang, who was nearby, also glanced at the documents she was looking at, committing the name to memory.

Then he looked around.

“It’s getting late. I’ll take you back now. The weather may change in the next few days, and the place where you’re staying is quite remote. Be careful and try not to go out.”

“Okay.”

The two chatted as they walked down the field path.

But as they turned a corner, they ran straight into an old man.

The old man was pushing a small cart which, startled by the encounter, toppled over into the wheat field beside them, scattering grains all around.

Jiang Li and Zhao Lang quickly went to check on the old man.

“I’m so sorry, are you alright, sir?” Jiang Li asked with concern.

The old man shook his hand, straightened his hat’s brim, and said in a hoarse voice, “I’m fine, it’s just my old age, my hands are too shaky. Are you two alright? It didn’t hit you, did it?”

Jiang Li shook her head.

Zhao Lang had already picked up all the fallen grains and put the cart back together, handing it back to the old man.

“Sorry about this, here’s your cart. How about we accompany you for a while?”

The old man shook his hand again and smiled, “No need, my home is just up ahead. You go on with your business, don’t mind me.”

After speaking, he pushed his cart again and slowly continued down the path, staggering slightly.

Zhao Lang dusted off his hands, turned around, and saw Jiang Li intently staring at the retreating figure of the old man.

“What’s wrong?”

Jiang Li shook her head, “Nothing, I just felt something was off, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe I’m just not well-rested these days.”

Zhao Lang looked at the slight dark circles under her eyes and nodded in agreement, “You’ve been overworking yourself lately. Anyway, those troublemakers have been taken down. Don’t overthink it and get some rest.”

Jiang Li nodded.

Zhao Lang chuckled and said, “What’s the matter, Master Jiang? You draw talismans to bless others with sweet dreams daily, yet you can’t sleep well yourself?”

Jiang Li knew he was using humor to ease her tension and didn’t say much, just smiled lightly and replied,

“After all, ‘Physician, heal thyself.'”

But just as they disappeared at the end of the field path, the old man pushing the cart full of rice suddenly stopped and slowly turned around.

His originally cloudy eyes were now clear, emitting a terrifying cold light, and the scar under his eyelid appeared faintly visible.

“Heh, Jiang Li, huh…”

He would definitely make this woman pay the price she deserved!

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Back at home, Zhao Lang went straight to the second floor.

It was dusk, and the unlit room looked somewhat dim, faintly illuminated by the twilight.

Taking advantage of the twilight, Zhao Lang walked over to his desk and picked up the yellowed calendar, marking a big X over today’s date.

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There were already twenty such red X’s on this page of the calendar.

Staring at the glaring red marks, Zhao Lang suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

“It’s been twenty days already.”

A breeze blew in from the exposed windowsill, lifting the calendar and revealing this secret to the air.

— Every page was from this year’s July.

— Every page bore a bright red X until it broke off at a certain day.

The difference was, the red became more faded the further back it went, as if filled with the traces of the years.

Zhao Lang’s fingertips gently brushed over the remaining days on the calendar for this month.

Only ten days left.

Could a miracle happen within these short ten days?

Could Jiang Li be the fated one?

With a glance hiding his thoughts, Zhao Lang took out that special mobile phone and dialed Zhou Xu.

Unlike his usual casual demeanor, this time Zhou Xu answered the phone from a hospital bed.

Zhao Lang then comfortably sat at the edge of the bed, looked up at him, and asked with rare concern,

“How are you feeling, better yet?”

Zhou Xu looked good and seemed to be in good spirits.

“I had surgery, and it’s fine now; I should be able to be discharged in a few more days.”

“Eh, boss, not to say anything out of turn, but that Miss Jiang really knows her stuff. She even predicted this, when do you plan on taking her under your wing? Then we’d really be invincible.”

Zhao Lang’s expression suddenly turned cold.

Realizing his mistake, Zhou Xu hurriedly covered his mouth, “Sorry, my bad. Don’t give me that look, boss, it’s kind of scary.”

“Don’t make such jokes in the future.”

Zhou Xu pursed his lips and looked down, murmuring, “I understand.”

But after a moment, he lifted his head again and asked, “But boss, is Jiang Li really the one you’re looking for?”

Zhao Lang looked at the calendar again, and his gaze deepened.

Before he realized it, he had started playing with the Buddha Beads on his hand, lingering over the seven with characters carved into them.

Then, he lifted his hand to let the room’s remaining sliver of twilight illuminate the string of beads.

Thus, Zhou Xu saw clearly for the first time the characters carved onto the string of Buddha Beads that had piqued his curiosity.

— Six characters for “death.”

Zhou Xu was startled and wondered why anyone would carve such an inauspicious word on a bracelet when he heard Zhao Lang’s voice coming through the screen, distant and deep,

“We don’t know yet, but I have a feeling she might be the one.”

“Let’s drop this topic.” Zhao Lang retracted his hand and straightened up, “Help me check someone out, I’ve already sent you the name and basic information.”

Zhou Xu nodded and rolled up his sleeves to get to work.

Knowing Zhao Lang’s personality, he knew the task wasn’t just as simple as checking the “basic information” of this “Cai Shaoguang.” He dug out the guy’s recent online activities, and sure enough, he found something different.