What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

In the dim light, the scene in the basement came into view.

Zhao Tianhao was still sitting in that iron chair.

He remained in the same position, his hands and feet tightly bound by leather straps.

However, his head was strangely tilted to one side, and his chest had completely collapsed.

"Dead..."

Li Qing rushed in, pressed on Zhao Tianhao's carotid artery, and withdrew his hand with a livid face.

"Heart ruptured, internal organs shattered. Is this... a remote curse? Or has something entered?"

I quickly walked to the body, grabbed Zhao Tianhao's chin, and forcibly pried open his mouth.

Beneath his tongue coating, I saw a tiny black spot, the size of a pinhole.

"It wasn't a curse."

I narrowed my eyes, a wisp of malevolent energy gathering at my fingertips, and gently touched the black spot.

"It must be some kind of trigger."

"Introduction?" Li Qing asked, puzzled.

"The person who taught him the evil arts probably anticipated this day."

I released my grip, looked at Zhao Tianhao's lifeless face, and spoke in an icy voice.

"He planted a catalyst in Zhao Tianhao's body."

"As long as Zhao Tianhao harbors any disloyalty, or is under certain emotional fluctuations, or... if the person behind the scenes has any ideas, this trigger will instantly explode, shattering his heart meridian."

"What ruthless methods!" Li Qing gasped.

Just then, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from outside the corridor.

Zhao Jianguo rushed in with a large number of bodyguards, looking panicked.

Upon seeing the corpse on the iron chair, Zhao Jianguo's legs went weak. If it weren't for the bodyguard beside him supporting him, he probably would have collapsed to the ground.

"Tianhao..."

He reached out his hand, trembling, wanting to touch his nephew's face, but stopped in mid-air.

The gruesome manner of his death shattered the last vestige of hope in his heart.

"Boss Zhao."

I turned around, blocking his view, and said calmly, "My condolences, Mr. Zhao. He's gone."

Zhao Jianguo looked at the corpse that was still dripping black blood, his body trembling slightly.

"Tianhao... how could you leave like this..."

He let out a soft, mournful cry, and his body slumped down in a daze.

But it only lasted for a moment.

This elderly man, who has dominated the business world of Jiangcheng for decades, displayed a mental fortitude that even I found astonishing.

He took a deep breath, pulled a clean white handkerchief from his suit pocket, and slowly but firmly wiped away the tear stains from the corners of his eyes.

When he raised his head again, his eyes had regained their clarity, even revealing a chilling ferocity.

"Old Zhang."

Zhao Jianguo turned around, his voice hoarse but steady.

"Seal this place off. No one is allowed to come near except for the few people present."

In addition, inform the legal team that Tianhao died of a sudden heart attack.

"Have them prepare the relevant documents. I don't want to see any reports about the Zhao family scandal tomorrow morning."

Butler Zhang was clearly a man who had seen his share of ups and downs.

Although he was pale, he immediately nodded in agreement and, with a few trusted bodyguards, began to clean up the scene and move the bodies.

After arranging all this, Zhao Jianguo turned around and looked intently at me and Li Qing.

"Master Chen, Master Li."

He bowed slightly, his tone carrying a hint of determination.

"Please excuse my poor son. It is a misfortune for my family to have such a rebellious son, who has also brought about such a fatal disaster."

I looked at him without saying anything, just quietly waiting for him to continue.

"From what Master Chen just said, Tianhao was silenced."

Zhao Jianguo gritted his teeth, the muscles in his cheeks twitching slightly.

"Since they've already dared to defecate on my Zhao family's neck, I can't just sit here and wait to die. I, Zhao Jianguo, may be old, but I'm not dead yet!"

"I would like to ask two masters to help me get to the bottom of this matter!"

Li Qing stood behind me and subtly tugged at the hem of my clothes.

I understand what he meant.

This matter has gone awry.

If before it was just simple relocation of graves, feng shui consultation, or even catching an insider, that was still within the scope of our "craftsman's" business.

But from Zhao Jianguo keeping us here to Zhao Tianhao's death tonight, things have become increasingly complicated.

Getting caught up in an unknown storm for a little money is neither worthwhile nor rational.

Li Qing was a smart man; he wanted to back out.

Or rather, he didn't want to get involved in anything that followed; he just wanted to get out of there as soon as he found Zhao Jianguo's father's remains the next day.

"Boss Zhao."

Li Qing spoke first, her tone somewhat hesitant.

"It's not that we don't want to help, it's just that everyone has their own area of ​​expertise."

I'm a feng shui master, and Old Chen is an embalmer. Investigating cases and catching murderers is the job of the police.

Moreover, the other side is ruthless; we are in the open, while the enemy is in the shadows…”

Five million.

Zhao Jianguo interrupted Li Qing directly, holding up five fingers.

"If you two can help me find the real culprit, I'll pay five million, regardless of whether we can catch them or not, as long as you give me a definite name or clue."

Li Qing's words caught in his throat, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

five million.

In this day and age, this is a huge sum of money, enough to make countless people risk their lives for it.

But the hesitation in Li Qing's eyes did not disappear; instead, it intensified.

He turned to look at me, his eyes filled with a warning: "Don't agree."

"In addition to what I said before about helping me find my late father's remains."

Seeing that we didn't speak, Zhao Jianguo threw out another bargaining chip.

"Add another five million, making it ten million in total."

"Furthermore, if you two need anything in Jiangcheng in the future, as long as it is within the capabilities of my Zhao Group, we will do our best to fulfill your request."

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

I looked at Zhao Jianguo's bloodshot eyes and suddenly laughed.

"Boss Zhao is very generous," I said.

"Since Boss Zhao is so sincere, we'll take the job."

"Old Chen?!" Li Qing's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

I ignored Li Qing's shock and instead extended my hand to Zhao Jianguo: "However, we need to pay half of the deposit first."

After all, this job is too risky, so we need to buy some equipment for self-defense.

A hint of relaxation finally appeared on Zhao Jianguo's tense face. He gripped my hand tightly: "No problem! The money will be transferred to your accounts first thing tomorrow morning!"

……

It was past 1 a.m. when I got back to my room in the inn.

As soon as he entered, Li Qing locked the door behind him and then took out a compass and circled the room.

After confirming that there were no eavesdroppers, he tossed the compass onto the sofa, plopped down, and sat down, looking utterly annoyed.

"Old Chen, have you gone mad?"

He grabbed the water jug ​​on the table and gulped down a large mouthful, not even bothering to wipe the water dripping down his chin.

"Do you think ten million is easy money? It's money to buy your life!"

"Look at Zhao Tianhao's dead state! Blood is flowing from all seven orifices, and his heart has burst!"

This is clearly not going well, why are you still taking the call?