A dowry of one billion, and I'll marry him!

The phrase "scapegoat" was also implicitly acknowledged.

“Two people who were originally unrelated have become the same kind of people,” Shi Yanxia said.

Many people from poor families like to eat the leftovers of their children.

For example, if one's own circumstances are poor, then his goal is to get close to a friend who is very well-off, investigate her, and make all the necessary preparations to meet her preferences.

He was willing to go to any lengths to get close to her.

In the end, the man successfully took over and even began to brainwash her, taking advantage of the woman's trust and feelings for him, driving a wedge between her and her family, and tempting her to break free from her family's control and become his possession.

Without the woman's knowledge, she was led by the nose by the man, and ultimately the man legitimately acquired her assets, making them joint property of the couple.

The man used this money to become rich, while the woman was practically crippled by him and pampered at home.

A brainless woman might even think he loves her and is too possessive, unaware that she is under his control. Once he has used up her money and connections, she will be quietly disposed of.

The consequences are either sudden death from serious illness or a car accident; disability is considered a stroke of luck, and death is still within one's control.

Thinking of this, Shi Yanxia narrowed her eyes slightly.

“I have a vague feeling that these things are related to that sleazy man’s approach to underage girls,” Shi Yanxia said.

It seemed as if an invisible line was approaching them, preparing to wipe them all out.

"I had Gu Qing investigate those matters, and they did find some clues," Zhan Jinglin said.

He took the phone, opened his email, opened the document Gu Qing had just sent, and handed it to her, saying, "Take a look."

“Okay,” Shi Yanxia replied in a low voice.

She took the man's phone and glanced down at the screen.

The woman's fingertips stiffened slightly, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed, and a cold glint flashed in them.

"So, a similar incident happened three years ago, but after the incident, the injured little girl was found, the victims' families accepted compensation, and the matter was dropped?" Shi Yanxia was shocked.

These kinds of perverts want the virginity of young girls.

A few days ago, that little girl was dragged into an alley and had her first blood drawn.

And then there was that little girl from last time, who was tricked into going out, and then a perverted man kidnapped her and took her home.

If her classmate hadn't discovered that Shi Yanxia was doing a fortune-telling session online, that little girl might have been ruined.

"Most of the girls come from families with limited means, and there is a lack of protection for them. Parents often prefer to pay money to settle the matter rather than report it to the police."

"Ultimately, it's because they're afraid that ruining her reputation will make things difficult for the girl. Perhaps that's why they're so arrogant."

“They come from poor families, lack money, are too proud to ask for higher interest rates, and are unwilling to take greater risks or offend people, fearing retaliation,” Zhan Jinglin analyzed.

This is the root of the problem for the poor: they are afraid of trouble.

"It seems that these kinds of people are similar to the socialite training classes that Qin Jiali set up before, and the men who rise from humble beginnings to power," Shi Yanxia said through gritted teeth.

I really don't want to see something like this happen again.

"What is the purpose of this initial blood?" Zhan Jinglin asked, voicing his inner question.

He knew about black dog blood and chicken blood, but when it came to blood, he really didn't know how to describe it.

"Some unorthodox individuals deliberately study these things. A little girl's blood is the purest, and virgin blood is even purer. Therefore, possessing this blood is likely related to a talisman."

"I have a vague feeling that if we follow this lead, we might be able to find the person who drew the love charm."

"That person has been hiding in the shadows all these years, helping Shen Lianchu do bad things without ever showing his face. Even after I killed the old man who blessed her with good fortune, this master of love charms is still hiding behind the scenes."

"This person is too mysterious. I could sense his presence easily and even pinpoint his location if I were a normal person."

“But this person is either too powerful or too cowardly. He had a backup plan, which made it impossible for me to sense his presence.” Shi Yanxia said, her small hands clenching into fists involuntarily.

She was furious; why drag the little girl into this?

Those previous ghost marriages and weddings had already crossed her bottom line.

"These people operate on a single-line basis, and the person they deal with is different each time. They may even simply be taking money to do the job without knowing who is actually paying them."

"They even gave out cash, making it impossible to verify."

"I've already asked the bank to keep an eye out for any large amounts of cash that have been withdrawn around the same time over the years, and what that cash was used for," Zhan Jinglin said.

He was a thoughtful man, and sensed that things were not simple; he even considered setting up a trap.

"Yan Yan." Zhan Jinglin called her softly twice as he watched her fall into deep thought.

Shi Yanxia's thoughts were interrupted, and she quickly looked up and handed the phone back to him.

"Why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital to get checked out?" Zhan Jinglin asked with some concern.

He rarely saw her looking pale and bloodless, and her eyes made him feel a pang of heartache.

"It's nothing. I was just wondering why my master suddenly disappeared, and even started withdrawing the energy that was suppressing metaphysical entertainment. What happened to him?"

"Or is it that something involves him?"

"For example, why is Shen Guishi's birth date and time placed under the ancestral tablet? What is he trying to do with it?"

"What is his relationship with Shen Guishi? What is his relationship with your father?"

“We thought my master and your father were old acquaintances. They did appear at the same time last time, but they left before they could say anything.”

"They came in too much of a hurry and left in a hurry. Moreover, their accident disrupted our plans and led to Shen Lianchu's death. This matter is more beneficial to Shen Lianchu."

"There's a plot twist where I help Shen Lianchu escape after his death. I hope I'm just overthinking it," Shi Yanxia said, feeling her head throbbing even more.

She didn't want to believe these things were true, but what if she assumed they were?

"So, you suspect your master's motives?" Zhan Jinglin asked in a deep voice.

Shi Yanxia shook her head, leaned back in the driver's seat, and looked up at the roof of the car.

"It's not that I doubt his motives, it's just that when he met Shen Gui, he knew your father and even Qin Zhixi. Then he unintentionally saved me. It just feels like a coincidence."

"But sometimes, the more coincidental something is, the more problematic it is. What kind of coincidence is that?"

“But he is my master. He taught me everything. Even this time when I came down the mountain, it was he who told me to return to the capital.” Shi Yanxia said.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhan Jinglin.