I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 86 Three Parties
Wang Shang smiled lightly: "It may be a coincidence or accidental."

"If you have doubts in your heart, just keep an eye on it."

Jiao Niang frowned, very dissatisfied with his casual and meaningless attitude.

Just like this, he also said that he had no other thoughts about others, and did not obstruct them secretly to prevent them from directly killing Jiang Anning. Who can believe it?

She very much suspected that all the reasons Wang Shang found were just to save Jiang Anning's life.

Otherwise, eight years is enough time for too many accidents to happen.

How could one allow a young orphan girl whose parents both died to grow up step by step until now...

Jiao Niang pursed her lips and looked at Wang Shang with doubtful eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wang Shang chuckled softly: "What? Are you suspecting that I have some dirty thoughts about Jiang Anning again, and are you secretly providing guarantee to prevent you from killing her?"

"Isn't it?" Jiao Niang's eyes widened in anger.

Wang Shang laughed: "Isn't what I said last time clear enough?"

"Yes, you made it clear enough."

Jiao Niang looked at the person: "But don't you think that if you say something like that, it won't stand at all?"

"There are too many ways to let a person die without leaving a trace."

"I don't believe that as an experienced killer, you will not be able to cover up the traces of murder..."

Wang Shang interrupted her thoughts: "Cover up the traces of murder?"

"Tell me, how to cover it up?"

"As long as you do everything, it is inevitable to leave traces."

"Jiang Wei and those people are watching so closely, like wolf cubs, trying to find out the truth."

"As long as he catches the slightest trace, he may be able to peel off the cocoon and follow the clues to find you and me."

"Even, find it in the Lord."

"I told you, it's easy to kill someone."

"But how to make people believe that this person who died was a normal death, not eye-catching and not arousing suspicion, it is as difficult as going to heaven."

"If you don't believe it, you can kill Jiang Anning now."

"It's up to you to dispose of it as you wish, or throw the body into a river, a dry well, or bury it on the spot... whatever you want will do."

Wang Shang: "The worst result is that we will be buried with you."

"We are all rootless people, alone and without ties."

"There is no family interest involved. If you die, it is just a matter of rolling up a straw mat. No one will be affected."

Hearing what people said, Jiao Niang didn't dare to say anything.

"go!"

Wang Shang sneered: "Why are you hesitating?"

"I……"

The girl bit her lip and was speechless.

"These words today are the last time I will tell you."

Wang Shang twirled the finger on his hand: "If there is another time, don't blame me for not being merciful and being rude to you."

Jiao Niang suddenly felt a pressure rushing towards her face.

She swallowed, whispered "yes", hesitated, not daring to speak.

"How is Zhao Hai?"

Wang Shang changed the topic abruptly, and Jiao Niang was stunned for a moment, and then said hurriedly: "Mr. Ye is already helping with the treatment. I think it won't take long for him to be fully recovered."

"Take a good look at people."

Wang Shang explained in a casual tone.

"Go down and do your work."

"Yes."

The girl's attitude is much more submissive.

Wang Shang glanced at her and said nothing more.

After thinking about it, he stopped and added: "There is no need to spend too much time on a dying person."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Jiao Niang stood there, looking blank and confused.

"A dying person?"

Who?
Jiang Anning?

A sentence without beginning or end makes people confused.

Jiao Niang was a little irritable and scolded Wang Shang a few more times, then she felt a little relieved.
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Return to the embroidery workshop.

Song Yao still had lingering fears.

I was afraid that those things would really come to my door, and my heart was pounding with panic.

When Jiang Anning washed up and went to the guest room to rest, Song Yao refused to let her go.

"Tranquility, look, it's already late now. If you go to sleep now, you'll wake up in a while. Why don't you just stop sleeping?"

Song Yao held the person's hand: "Please talk to me!"

"Okay!"

Jiang Anning seemed to agree happily, but she said, "What does Sister Song want to say?"

"I've read a lot of books about ghost stories. I can talk about things like bringing a corpse back to life, painting a skin to replace its head, or else..."

Song Yao's eyes were instantly shocked.

The hand that was holding the person's arm affectionately was instantly released.

She took several steps back to distance herself from the person, and almost tripped on the steps.

"Well, then, I suddenly feel a little sleepy."

Song Yao's voice was shaky and trembling: "I'm going to bed! You, you, you should also go to bed early! Ah, have a good sleep, that's it!"

She ran back to the main room in a panic and incoherently, not even daring to look back.

Jiang Anning covered her mouth and smiled, and quickly returned to the house.

After working hard all day, I am really tired.

Lying on the bed, she thought she would fall asleep on the pillow.

But somehow, the more I lay with my eyes closed, the more energetic I became.

As his consciousness floated and struggled in the darkness, the bit of drowsiness that was still unyielding was suddenly driven away.

Jiang Anning couldn't lie down any longer. She opened her eyes and sat up irritably.

"How strange!"

I was so sleepy just now that I couldn't even open my eyes.

Why now, I can't sleep at all.

She sat in a depressed mood for a while, unable to feel sleepy, so she simply gave up her struggle, groped out of bed, found the firestick, opened the lampshade, and lit the candle inside.

The dark room suddenly became bright.

Jiang Anning stared at the candlelight for a while.

I was really bored and not sleepy, so I simply opened the box and took out the letters left by my parents to read.

Previously, she was frightened by the vicious murder methods in the handbook and did not dare to read it carefully.

Today, curiosity has outweighed fear.

In the handbook, regarding the method of soaking the poison by dyeing the cloth, in addition to the triggering medicine made from strychnos vomica and mixed with diosphorus that I have seen before, there are other methods such as, when feeding silkworms, By irrigating or soaking them with poisonous substances, the surviving silkworms fed by poisonous substances will spin out poisonous silk cocoons...

Jiang Anning looked at the various killing methods in the handbook and was frightened. As I watched it, I became fascinated.

Gradually, I was no longer afraid.

Following the method in the handbook, I began to deduce whether it could be done and whether it was feasible.

When the rooster crowed three times, Jiang Anning raised her head and saw that the fish belly was already turning white outside. She was shocked to realize that she had read the letters all night long.

She closed the letter with some reluctance, put it back in the cage and locked it.

At the same time.

Jiang Wei and his men quietly sneaked into Jiang Anning's house while the sky was hazy and people were still asleep.

"Be quick with your movements and search carefully. Be sure not to miss any part, including the corners. You must look through it again!"

Jiang Wei said with a cold face: "Be smart with your hands and feet. Don't make too much noise and attract people."

Shengji smiled at the side and said: "Don't worry, young master. Yesterday, Xu Lang went into Jiang Genshan's house next door, poured enough sweat medicine into the pot, and kept their family safe until noon. , Even if the sky falls, I won’t be able to wake up!”

"Yes, sir, now Zhao Hai's family is in prison, and I have given the medicine to the house next door. There are only two families in this neighborhood, and no one usually comes here. As long as we don't demolish the house, , there won’t be any trouble!”

Xu Lang has a baby face, and when he smiles, he reveals two small tiger teeth.

Jiang Wei glanced at the person: "Don't be careless, be careful in everything!"

He let out a breath: "The enemy is hidden and we are exposed. We must not only be wary of the people in the village, but also be wary of the people behind the scenes who may be mixed up!"

"Don't be so careful, right?" Xu Lang muttered.

Jiang Wei's eyes were sharp and he glared at the person: "Be careful of sailing the ten-thousand-year-old ship!"

Xu Lang pursed his lips: "I know."

"Don't take it seriously!"

Jiang Wei was afraid that he would not take it seriously, so he said earnestly: "Now, there are various signs that the people behind the scenes, in all likelihood, came to Jiang Anning one step earlier than us, and set up strict surveillance, and even He has escaped our detection for such a long time, hiding in the dark and silently spying on our every move."

"It's more likely that before that woman came to Beijing, there were spies lurking around her, watching her every move."

Jiang Wei: "The more I think about it recently, the more I feel that this possibility is very high."

"What kind of place is Lingnan? It's hundreds of miles away from here. The Jiang family offended someone and was expelled."

"Is it so peaceful along the way?"

"The Jiang family and his wife not only traveled across mountains and rivers happily, arrived in Jiang'an County, settled down and bought a house, but also got in touch with the forces in the capital."

Jiang Wei's eyebrows were condensed: "If there isn't something fishy in this, who would believe it?"

"Taking a step back, don't the people behind the scenes have no other choice?"

"Why did you find the unknown Jiang couple alone?"

Jiang Wei: "Do you still remember that it was Jiangning Weaving who recommended the Jiang couple."

"Jiangning and Jiang'an, one in the south and one in the north, are thousands of miles apart. Why would Jiangning Weaving recommend a cloth maker who is not under his jurisdiction at all?"

"Not to mention Jiang'an County and Jiangning Mansion are far apart, even Jiangning and Lingnan are also far apart."

"Then how did Jiangning Weaving know that there was such a person thousands of miles away?"

"It's not like someone was secretly instigating it!"

Xu Lang's eyes widened in surprise: "So, isn't Jiangning Weaving the scapegoat and taking the blame?"

"There's no such thing as a scapegoat."

Jiang Wei sneered: "Jiangning's weaving may not be clean, but we don't know how much he is involved in this calculation."

"This is too complicated..." Xu Lang scratched his head with a painful expression and refused to think.

Sheng Ji said solemnly: "So, maybe Jiang Ning Zhizao shouldn't have been killed?"

"At least, we should pry some information out of people's mouths..."

Jiang Wei shook his head: "It's useless. Some people want him dead. They want the matter to be over. Who can save him?"

The corners of his lips curved into a mocking arc.

"Everyone could see that there was something suspicious about what happened back then. In the end, they just blamed Jiangning Weaving and pretended that nothing happened."

Jiang Wei gritted his teeth bitterly: "That person wants to treat you like a fool. What else can you do besides being obedient and acting like a fool?"

You want me to die...

If the minister is not dead, he will be dead.

How ironic!

"Young Master..." Sheng Ji looked at Jiang Wei with a worried look, fearing that someone would say disrespectful words.

Jiang Wei glanced at him and smiled mockingly: "Don't worry, I know what's appropriate."

"Even in this barren land, I never dare to forget to be careful in my words and actions. The majesty of the heavenly family."

He squeezed his finger bones until his knuckles crackled. He was obviously resentful and endured it again and again.

Sheng Ji sent Xu Lang to search and do some work, and followed Jiang Wei alone.

He hesitated several times, but he couldn't help but persuade him: "Sir, actually..."

"Actually, it's not like the eldest lady doesn't have voluntary intentions."

"In a place like that where you can eat people without spitting out their bones, you have to face the hypocrisy and subjugation of people you don't like all day long, and you have to watch your sweetheart being..."

When Shengji saw the person's stern eyes waiting for him, his voice suddenly became a little softer: "The eldest lady may have been thinking about seeking relief for a long time."

"Shit!"

Jiang Wei kicked the person angrily: "Only when people are alive can they have hope!"

"Death is the simplest thing. A piece of white silk can strangle your neck."

"But that will only hurt the loved ones and make the enemies happy!"

Jiang Wei raised his head slightly: "Sister, I will never be like this."

He didn't know whether he was warning Shengji or trying to convince himself: "Sister has a strong heart and will never be like this."

"That won't be the case."

Sheng Ji was kicked to the ground. He got up and knelt down in a polite manner. He muttered at the corner of his mouth. The words came to his lips several times and he swallowed them back hesitantly.
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Jiang Anning didn't know that there was a "thief" in her home, so she searched around, fetched a bucket of well water, and after a simple wash, she saw that there was no movement in Song Yao's house, so she didn't knock on the door to disturb him.

She walked around the area unfamiliar to her, followed the smell, and found a stall selling hot tofu puffs. She ordered two sticks of oil fruit and a bowl of tofu puffs.

"Boss, put more marinade."

"okay!"

After a while, the boss, who was over fifty and had gray hair, brought a bowl full of tofu brains with great enthusiasm.

"You are the jackpot today, I will give you a lot of bonus!"

"thank you boss!"

Jiang Anning smiled at the person, feeling a little infected and extremely happy.

After eating the hot tofu, all the depression and depression were driven away, and a feeling of happiness emerged spontaneously.

After eating, she packed a portion and took it back to Song Yao.

Song Yao slept very poorly. As long as he closed his eyes all night, he would unconsciously think about things in his mind, sketching out many scenes in the underworld.

Finally, when it was almost dawn, I was confused for a while.

I was irritated by the crowing of chickens, the chirping of birds, and the cacophony of birds.

Song Yaoqiang roused himself and fetched some water to wash up, his whole body looking sluggish and dull.

"Sister Song, you wake up..."

Jiang Anning came back and was slightly surprised to see the man's lifeless look: "Why do you look so bad?"

"Didn't you sleep well?"

Song Yao glared at the person: "You're still saying that!"

I don’t know who is to blame.

(End of this chapter)