Wife is hell

Chapter 64 The Enraged Gummy Candy

Jiang Mu did not notice the woman's subtle movements beside him.

At this moment, he was like a child immersed in his own world, lying on the ground, intently drawing and painting on paper, one sheet after another.

Sweat beaded on his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

Seeing this, Shi Yuyuan took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped away his sweat.

After a long while, Jiang Mu finally put down his pen.

His rapid breathing gradually subsided.

He collected all the papers covered in strange lines, carefully folded them, rearranged them, and flipped through them page by page, his brow furrowed, muttering to himself:

"Heaven has sent a deadly attack... Heaven has sent a deadly attack... How could this be?"

"The murderous aura of the Cursed Butterfly shouldn't be this strong... Could it be because it was corrupted by the mysterious natural disaster?"

"very strange."

Shi Yuhua couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all. Seeing that he was in a daze and talking incoherently, she couldn't help but feel more and more worried.

Jiang Mu tried to get up, but his exhausted body was still limp, and he almost fell over.

Shi Yuhua quickly helped him back to bed.

Jiang Mu rubbed his throbbing temples, his mind in turmoil.

He had successfully sensed the location of the "Sinful Curse Butterfly," but at this moment, the Sinful Curse Butterfly was strictly following a certain predetermined law of revenge.

The wife's hands were controlled by the Cursed Butterfly.

If it is forcibly interrupted, the consequences would be unimaginable, and it could very likely get completely out of control.

"From this perspective, all the magical artifacts that were contaminated by that disaster have developed their own unique 'rules'... even my wife's hands are no exception."

Jiang Mu muttered to himself, "And the rule of this Cursed Butterfly is to execute punishment until the very end."

Just then, the big white goose outside the door suddenly honked twice.

Immediately, Sui Sui's clear, childlike voice rang out from inside the courtyard:
Hello, Big Watermelon Sister!

The giant gummy candy is here?
Jiang Mu paused for a moment, then forced a smile: "It seems some people are getting restless."

Shi Yuhua put away the talismans on the table and opened the door.

After the woman entered the room, he curtsied and then obediently withdrew.

Tang Jinxian watched Shi Yuhuan's slender figure gradually disappear into the distance, then turned to look at Jiang Mu on the bed, her expression strange:
"Has she been taking care of you these past few days?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"She seems like your wife."

Tang Jinxian's tone was inexplicable.

Jiang Mu wanted to tease him about whether he was jealous, but then realized it wouldn't be appropriate and asked instead, "Today is another day of death. How's Yu Zhengqing and the others' investigation going?"

"There are some clues."

Tang Jinxian pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the bed, her full, rounded buttocks slightly distorted, and said,

"Three days ago, the young master of the He family died. He got drunk and went to the grave of the third young master of the Yang family to cause a scene. As a result, he was buried in the grave. When they dug him out, he was already dead."

"The victim today was the eldest daughter of the Hu family, who was also a spoiled brat who bullied the kind-hearted and eventually died of poisoning in her boudoir."

Jiang Mu scoffed:
"As expected, none of them were good people. We should thank that 'righteous man' for eliminating two evils on behalf of Heaven."

Tang Jinxian didn't reply, but said seriously:
"It was precisely because of the deaths of these two people that Yu Zhengqing and his team found an important clue. Following the trail, they finally uncovered the truth of the matter."

As she spoke, she took out a sheet of paper and handed it to Jiang Mu.

Yu Zhengqing actually found it... Jiang Mu was a little surprised. He took it and saw that it was a list.

The list contained eleven names, all of whom were spoiled brats or pampered heiresses.

Among those recently killed were Yang San Gongzi and others.

Tang Jinxian said slowly:
About two months ago, these young masters and ladies on the list agreed to take a painted boat and drink and make merry on the Lingjiang River.

There was a small fishing boat on the river at the time, carrying a family of three: an old man, his daughter-in-law, and a five-year-old granddaughter.

"Unexpectedly, while the pleasure boat was moving, it accidentally collided with a small fishing boat, causing the people on board to fall into the water. However, those young masters and noble ladies did not offer any help, but just watched coldly."

Ultimately, this led to the drowning of the family of three.

Only the old man's body was recovered; the bodies of the mother and daughter were not. At the time, due to insufficient evidence, and the unanimous insistence of the young men and women that they hadn't noticed the collision, coupled with their distinguished family backgrounds, the authorities classified it as an accident and disregarded it.

A five-year-old girl...

Jiang Mu slowly clenched his fist.

Those people really deserve to die.

"So, this spiritual disaster is a revenge plot by the relatives of the deceased family?"

Jiang Mu asked.

Tang Jinxian crossed her feet beneath her skirt, revealing a glimpse of her delicate shoe tips. She gently wiggled them and shook her head, saying:
"It is not yet clear what the relationship was between the murderer and the victim. The family lived on Yangliu Street. The head of the household, surnamed Li, was a butcher who died last year."

The family was heavily in debt, and all that remained were his wife, Huang Xiang'er, his father, and their youngest daughter. They had no relatives in or around Yancheng.

Yu Zhengqing also investigated their background; they only had one distant relative in the Changzhou area, and he had already sent someone to verify this.

Jiang Mu pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head:

"The murderer is definitely not a distant relative; he must be a local from Yancheng."

"Why are you so sure?"

Tang Jinxian raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Mu didn't explain, but glanced at the list and suddenly asked, "Why isn't Wu's name on this list?"

"You think he should be included?"

Tang Jinxian countered with a question.

Jiang Mu tapped the list and said with certainty:
“Since Yan Feng is here, it’s impossible that Wu isn’t! Yan Feng has always been Wu’s right-hand man, and the two are inseparable.”

"Did the murderer not want to kill Wu?"

Tang Jinxian guessed.

Jiang Mu shook his head: "No, in the eyes of the murderer, everyone on that ship is a murderer, especially scum like Wu, who would never be let go."

At this point, a sudden inspiration struck Jiang Mu, and he understood.

"What did you think of?"

Tang Jinxian keenly noticed the subtle changes in the man's expression, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.

Jiang Mu shook his head: "It's nothing."

"You must have already figured out where the murderer is, right?"

Tang Jinxian leaned forward slightly, her delicate, jade-like face almost touching Jiang Mu's, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "Tell me, where is the murderer?"

Jiang Mu then changed the subject: "Has that Lord Mo from the Bureau of Censors contacted you again?"

Tang Jinxian was taken aback, then nodded slightly:

"They approached me twice, hoping I would hand Wu over to the Ministry of Justice, but I refused both times."

“Say yes to him.” Jiang Mu’s words were surprising.

"what?"

Tang Jinxian's mouth opened slightly, thinking she had misheard, her bright eyes revealing a hint of confusion.

Jiang Mu smiled mysteriously:
"Agree to him, because you're about to witness a good show."

"A good show?"

Tang Jinxian couldn't help but press, "What good show?"

Jiang Mu still wore that mysterious smile: "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed; you will naturally know in due time."

For some reason, looking at the other person's pretentious and smug appearance, and recalling the pet nightmares she had had in the past few days, a surge of anger rushed to the top of the woman's head.

"Isn't this a good show?"

"I'll teach you to pretend!"

Driven to rage and losing all reason, Tang Jinxian rushed forward, straddled Jiang Mu, grabbed his neck with both hands, and shook him back and forth, gritting her teeth.

Do you know how I've been spending my nights these past few days?!

You take me for a walk every night!
You're always taking me for a walk!
Are you still going to keep me in suspense and tell me what exciting show you're going to put on?
Is my "Wives' Suffering" drama not broad enough already?!
(End of this chapter)