Back to the day I married my second wife, I turned around and married my ex-husband's uncle

There is nothing wrong with this explanation.

At the same time, Jiang Ningwan realized the danger lurking around.

Many people were gathering near the ancestral hall.

There was clearly no one outside Qingshanju, yet there were so many people hiding inside.

This place is not simple.

Looking at the people behind Master Fan, they all looked at him fiercely with eyes like jackals, tigers and leopards, and they didn't seem to be easy to mess with.

If you keep wasting time, you'll end up with nothing good.

"I will stay in Qianyang City for a few days. I hope that Patriarch Fan will keep his word and send Fan Chengsong to jail after the sacrifice!"

"Releasing the suspect privately is against the law!"

Patriarch Fan nodded quickly, "Don't worry, General Jiang. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait here and watch me send Fan Chengsong to jail later!"

There are so many people gathered here, and it's dangerous everywhere. Jiang Ningwan doesn't want to stay any longer.

"No need for that. Patriarch Fan is highly respected in Qianyang City. I trust his character."

"Farewell!"

After saying that, Jiang Ningwan turned around and left.

Patriarch Fan chuckled cheerfully and said, "Then I won't send General Jiang off."

Until Jiang Ningwan's figure disappeared at the gate of Qingshanju, Fan Rongwei's eyes suddenly became cold and his expression was serious.

Fan Chengsong complained: "Dad, there are only two of them, why not just capture them!"

Fan Rongwei, with an angry look on his face, hit him hard on the head.

"She is from Kyoto City! Commander of the Lingwei Army!"

"If we kill her, will Qianyang City ever be at peace? Don't you even think about it?"

"Killing Cao Hui actually provoked Jiang Ningwan. How unreliable is this?"

"Now we just need to find a way to get rid of her. If we can avoid provoking her, then we should do so!"

……

Jiang Ningwan and Yan Huixue walked out of Qingshanju with serious expressions.

"There are at least a hundred people inside. It seems that Qingshanju is hiding a secret."

"If it was just a normal ancestor worship, why would someone be watching in secret and being so cautious? They must be discussing how to exonerate Fan Chengsong."

Yan Huixue also felt the danger just now.

I don’t know how many arrows were aimed at them.

Jiang Ningwan narrowed her eyes slightly, looked back at Qingshanju, and said in a heavy tone: "Maybe they don't care about getting away with it at all."

"Fan Chengsong is still a murder suspect, but they were able to easily get him out. Does it matter whether he's acquitted or not?"

"They should be discussing the troubles caused by Cao Hui's death."

Hearing this, Yan Huixue felt a chill down her spine. "I used to think Cao Hui was the mastermind behind this, but now it seems the person behind this is most likely the Fan family..."

"Then what should we do now? The Fan family is so powerful that it might be difficult to deal with them."

Jiang Ningwan also felt a headache. In Qianyang City, if the Fan family and the government joined forces, it would be like an iron wall and impossible to break in.

"It's a bit tricky. I need help."

Yan Huixue was puzzled, "Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Ningwan pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of someone. The corners of her lips curled up slightly as she said quietly, "Someone who has the power to handle the case."

……

Just three days after Jiang Ningwan left Kyoto.

In Qushui Town, Qin Huaizhao brought back Zhou Jingxuan's body.

Ling Chaowen and Ling Jinlan were shocked when they learned about this.

"How did he find Zhou Jingxuan's body?"

"It was my sister who threw the body away!"

It must have been thrown into an extremely remote place, how could Qin Huaizhao find it so quickly?

Qin Huaizhao was coming to their residence at this moment.

As soon as I arrived in the yard, I saw Qin Huaizhao carrying the corpse in.

"Zhou Jingxuan's body was found. He was murdered."

Qin Huaizhao went straight to the point, looking at the two siblings with a deep gaze, observing their reactions.

Ling Jinlan covered her mouth and nose in fear, staring at the corpse, wanting to look but not daring to.

Qin Huaizhao said, "Ling Chaowen, come and see."

Ling Chaowen nodded, covered his mouth and nose, walked forward and uncovered the white cloth, and almost vomited after just one look.

“How could it be so rotten?”

Qin Huaizhao: "There were wild beasts in the mountains gnawing on the corpses, and the bodies were thrown down the cliffs. The mountain walls were full of rocks, so the bodies were naturally in a terrible state after falling down."

"I've already performed an autopsy. The fatal wound was in the neck. He was killed by a single blow."

As he spoke, he also took out a dagger and pulled it out, "It's about the size of a dagger that stabbed me."

"The murderer is quite strong and must have practiced martial arts for many years. He was from below and stabbed the target with such accuracy. It doesn't seem like this is his first time killing someone."

Ling Jinlan, who was listening at the side, became more and more nervous.

Even these were analyzed.

The dagger was indeed about the same size as the one she usually used.

Just as she was thinking, Qin Huaizhao's eyes suddenly swept over her and he handed her the dagger. "Would you like to try it?"

Ling Jinlan looked at him in shock and confusion.

Then Qin Huaizhao's subordinates brought in a large piece of pork.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" Qin Huaizhao stared at her fiercely.

There was a hint of fear in Ling Jinlan's helpless eyes.

"Are you kidding? How could Jinlan have killed anyone?" Ling Chaowen spoke up to come to the rescue.

Qin Huaizhao walked straight towards her and handed her the dagger, "Try it, stab it."

Ling Jinlan's hands were shaking when he caught the dagger.

The next moment the pork was brought to her.

Ling Jinlan was a little nervous. He held the dagger with both hands, closed his eyes and stabbed forward, but the dagger only penetrated three-quarters.

This force can hurt people, but it can't kill them.

Before Ling Jinlan opened her eyes, Qin Huaizhao took the dagger from her hand. When her hands touched it, she was suddenly startled.

Qin Huaizhao was also slightly stunned.

He whispered, "Even when you are sick, you should move more. People with weak constitutions will recover slowly."

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Jinlan's eyes. What did this mean?

Qin Huaizhao then handed the dagger to Ling Chaowen.

"You come."

Ling Chaowen took the dagger and stabbed the pork. Qin Huai looked at it and shook his head, "That's not the case."

Ling Chaowen changed the direction and angle and stabbed again.

Qin Huaizhao narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned, "No."

He stabbed again.

Qin Huaizhao still shook his head, "No."

Ling Chaowen stabbed Qin Huaizhao several times, but he was still not satisfied.

He impatiently stuffed the dagger into Qin Huaizhao's hand and said, "Teach me how to stab! Come on!"

Qin Huaizhao carefully examined the knife wound he had stabbed. The force was there, but the angle was wrong.

"Just try lying down."

Ling Chaowen hesitated to speak, and finally lay down with the dagger in his hand. The two men carried the pork above him.

Qin Huaizhao squatted down and pointed, "Stab here."

This posture...

Ling Chaowen's eyebrows twitched.

Ling Jinlan also became nervous.

"Are you sure you want to stab like this?" Ling Chaowen was reluctant.

"Sure!" Qin Huaizhao said firmly.

Ling Chaowen could only hold the dagger and stab once.

At that moment, Qin Huaizhao's eyes lit up, the angle of the knife was right!

"The same fatal wound as Zhou Jingxuan's."

The force was there and the angle was right, but it still didn't look like the work of the same person. This knife lacked a murderous aura and a sharpness.

Ling Chaowen's face changed drastically, and he quickly got up from the ground. "You're not trying to say that I killed Zhou Jingxuan, are you? What can this knife mark alone prove?"

"I want to kill Zhou Jingxuan, how can I kill him lying on the ground!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Huaizhao's gaze slowly fell on Ling Jinlan.

He vaguely guessed something...