Wife is hell

Chapter 63 Yuju-nee is injured again.

When the police arrived after receiving the report, they painstakingly dug Young Master He's body out of the grave. By then, he was already completely cold, and his mouth was full of dirt.

This shows how hungry the child was before he was born.

Staring at the corpse, everyone had become somewhat numb.

Taking statements, investigating the scene, and comforting the family members step by step...

After the family members and the deceased calmed down, everyone quickly finished their work and then went to have hot pot together.

What else can we do?

These spoiled young masters would rather die than confess to their past misdeeds. Since they have chosen to be "tough," then let them suffer the consequences of their own actions.

Ordinary people are not afraid of such killings and revenge; on the contrary, they applaud and cheer.

I wish I could kill a few more of these pigs and dogs.

……

In this strange atmosphere, three days flew by again.

Inside the patrol office, the atmosphere remained the same.

The group glanced at the water clock in the corner from time to time, while looking at the list of potential victims on the wall. Their feelings were quite complicated, but they were not as anxious as before.

The time of death today is noon.

Coming soon.

I wonder which unlucky soul will die this time?
Seeing the overly somber atmosphere in the hall, a hall master named Chang Liang coughed, attempting to lighten the mood:
"How about we place a bet and see who dies today?"

?

Everyone was stunned, and they all cast disdainful glances at them.

This guy is a notorious gambler in the company; I never expected him to have such a thought under these circumstances.

Huang Kezi immediately rebuked:

"Master Chang! This is a matter of life and death. As the head of a branch of the Patrol Division, how can you treat this so lightly, using other people's lives as chips on the gambling table?!"

Others also chimed in with their reprimands.

"It's just nonsense!"

"How dignified!"

Chang Liang, do you have any conscience at all?!

Zhang Huan, usually the most straightforward, was particularly enraged, spitting as he pointed at Chang Liang's nose and berated him:
"Master Chang, you've wasted your official position! How could you use human lives for gambling and amusement? Do you think that's appropriate? Have you lost your conscience?!"

Chang Liang was so embarrassed and ashamed that he blushed after being scolded.

The next second, Zhang Huan pulled out a tael of silver from his pocket, slammed it on the table, pointed at a young man named "Zhou Youpi" on the list, and loudly proclaimed:
"I'll send him to his death first!"

The others were also angrily cursing Chang Liang while placing their bets.

"I...I'll bet on that young lady from the Wang family!"

"I'm betting on the young master of the Li family!"

"I bet..."

Even Huang Kezi couldn't resist and secretly placed a bet.

As the deputy director, Yu Zhengqing valued his position and would never participate in such an absurd matter.

However, his confidant Huang Kezi was "understanding" and secretly took out money in his own name to place a bet on the name that Yu Zhengqing favored.

Seeing this, Yu Zhengqing didn't say anything.

About half an hour later, a guard rushed in and reported:
"My lord, news has just arrived that the eldest daughter of the Hu family in the west of the city has been found dead in her boudoir. The cause of death is poisoning."

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, and the hall fell silent.

After a brief silence, Chang Liang, who had initially suggested placing a bet, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Haha! Looks like I guessed right... uh..."

Seeing the unfriendly looks from his colleagues, he quickly coughed twice, put on a serious face filled with righteous indignation, and said sternly, "This murderer is far too arrogant!"

As he spoke, he deftly gathered all the betting coins on the table into his pocket.

Yu Zhengqing ignored him and walked to the wall.

A simple map of Yancheng was hanging on the wall, with the locations of the murders of the previous victims marked on it.

Yu Zhengqing picked up a charcoal pencil and marked the location where the eldest daughter of the Hu family died. Then she connected the locations of all the previous deaths.

He took a few steps back, crossed his arms, and stared at the winding line of death on the wall, his knuckles tapping lightly on his elbows as he fell into deep thought.

A moment later, he suddenly pointed to a blank area on the map. "Send someone to investigate this area."

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"Noon corresponds to the Gou hexagram."

"The main theme is the encounter of yin and yang with yang, which is an allusion to poisoning."

Jiang Mu lay on the bed, silently calculating the time.

The person should be dead by now.

I wonder if my wife's hand can sense it.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Jiang Mutou suddenly felt a buzzing sound inside his head, as if sharp fingernails were frantically scratching at the inner walls.

Immediately afterwards, a strong feeling of suffocation surged in.

It felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe.

Shi Yuhuan, who was focused on drawing talismans by the window, heard the unusual noise coming from the bed. She turned her head and saw Jiang Mu convulsing violently, his face turning red and purple.

Xiao Jiang!

She was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she dropped the talisman brush and rushed to the bedside.

The woman anxiously patted Jiang Mu's chest, wanting to call for Yan Wenxiu, but Jiang Mu grabbed her arm.

"fine……"

Jiang Mu practically spat out those two words through gritted teeth.

At this moment, his mind seemed to be a jumbled mess, being roughly pulled and stirred by a hand.

It doesn't hurt, but it's just incredibly uncomfortable.

Just like last time, consciousness was forcibly ripped away from the body little by little.

Shi Yuhua looked at the man's pained expression, completely lost and unsure of what to do.

Suddenly, she remembered her experience investigating a case at Yuxianglou last time.

Jiang Mu had experienced a similar situation back then, and in the end, she comforted him by holding him in her arms...

How about we try again?

Biting her lower lip hard, Shi Yuyuan quickly walked to the door, closed it, and bolted it shut.

Then she returned to the bedside and gently pulled Jiang Mu's head into her arms...

Jiang Mu, who was in pain, gradually calmed down and his tense body relaxed under the gentle caresses.

A sense of joy rose in Shi Yuhuan's heart.

Seeing the man quiet down like a baby finding shelter, she couldn't help but smile, thinking to herself:

"Xiao Jiang is really a child who never grows up."

……

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mu woke up with a start.

It's like a drowning person being rescued from the water.

Thinking about the mysterious words in his mind, he instinctively pushed the woman next to him away.

He staggered off the bed and knelt on the floor, retching.

Shi Yuhua was startled and quickly knelt down beside him, gently patting his back with her eyes full of worry.

"Paper...pen...quick..."

Jiang Mu's voice was urgent.

Shi Yuhua immediately got up, ran to the table, and handed him paper and pen.

Jiang Mu grabbed the pen and started scribbling rapidly on the paper.

Shi Yuhuan stared intently, only to see that the lines were messy and twisted, neither symbols nor pictures nor words, and she could not understand their meaning at all.

However, she was relieved that the other person had woken up.

Taking advantage of Jiang Mu's focus on the paper and his lack of attention to her disheveled appearance, she quickly straightened her clothes.

While tidying up, she quickly glanced down.

Sure enough, he got injured again.

(End of this chapter)