Ning Shu stole a glance at the uncle. His expression was calm, without a hint of guilt. Clearly, his skin was much thicker than her.
Fan Junyang was terrified and looked apprehensive.
“What’s going on? It’s the middle of the night! Can’t you let an old woman sleep peacefully?” The old woman’s voice came from the next room.
“Madam, I’ve lost something important, and now I’m looking for it.” Fan Junyang’s voice was loud. A lot of people who were sleeping woke up.
There was no more movement in the next room. After a while, the old woman and Xiao Lan, both dressed, came out and asked, “What’s missing?”
“My pendant is missing. It’s always been around my neck,” said Fan Junyang.
The old woman frowned. At the same time, Xiao Lan’s pinhole-sized pupils shrunk, becoming even smaller. She opened her mouth and said, “Must still be in this house. You look for it.”
“Yes, you look well. It must be in this house. Don’t blame it on our heads if you lose things yourselves,” said the old woman in a hurry.
Ning Shu’s eyes flashed, and she said, “Xiao Lan’s neck also has a red rope. You can see if it’s the same.”
Xiao Lan immediately touched her neck and said, “My grandmother went to the temple to beg for this protective talisman for me. It’s not a stone.”
Ning Shu’s eyes narrowed, “How do you know it was a stone?”
“I heard you guys talking about the stone.” Xiao Lan said, “When I woke up, I heard someone say that a stone strung with a red string has gone missing.”
“I indeed asked for this talisman,” said the old woman.
Fan Junyang’s eyes flashed, and he said to Xiao Lan, “Can you take off the red string around your neck and show me?”
Xiao Lan’s face remained unchanged, and her eyes were hollow. She said, “This is mine. I didn’t pick up your things.”
“What Xiao Lan is wearing is something that I, this old woman, went to the temple to beg for. It’s not yours, yet you guys insist that my granddaughter has stolen your things. You guys first eat in my house and live under my roof, and now, you want to take my granddaughter’s stuff.”
The old woman shakily sat down on the ground. She slapped her hands on the floor and cried loudly, making a scene.
When Ning Shu saw this, she came close to the uncle and said, “This is a thorny situation…”
The uncle placed the back of his scalpel against Ning Shu’s forehead. “Stay away from me.”
Ning Shu curled her lips in disdain. Why did Xiao Lan refuse to show the item? If it really was a protective talisman, taking it out was no big deal.
That meant she was probably wearing the same thing as Fan Junyang.
So, Xiao Lan might have a spirit stone on her body that could absorb souls.
“Old woman, I’m just asking. You should get up first,” said Fan Junyang helplessly.
The old woman got up with the help of her cane and said hatefully, “Don’t bully us and take advantage of my granddaughter who can’t see.”
“Xiao Lan, go in with Grandma.” The old woman took Xiao Lan’s hand and went inside.
Fan Junyang ruffled his hair in annoyance.
“Advisor, I think we’d better start using force.” Lu Shanshan said, “We are too passive.”
The uncle turned the scalpel in his hand. “It should be soon.”
Ning Shu blinked. So, the uncle knew who the murderer was?
After failing to find his pendant, Fan Junyang was very annoyed. More than that though, there was a kind of fear and anxiety.
“I want to go upstairs to look for it,” said Fan Junyang to the uncle.
“Are you sure you want to go up and find it yourself?” asked the uncle.
“I want to call a few people to join me. Can I, Advisor?” said Fan Junyang.
“Sure.”
“Thank you, Advisor.” Fan Junyang hurriedly thanked him and called a few boys to go upstairs with him.
Wang Jie took the initiative to say, “I’ll go with you guys.”
Fan Junyang recalled this man beating him earlier. He didn’t have any good impression of him, so he refused outright, “No, a few of us are enough.”
Wang Jie pressed his lips together and didn’t insist on going along.
Translator: Kaho
