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Chapter 147: Mother

  Transtor: der Transtions

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  Uhe woman who should have been the focus, Xiaomeng's attention was entirely drawn to Jiang g. She stared at his profile in silence.

  The sharpness he dispyed after entering the room really caught her off guard. For a moment, she truly felt as though Jiang g was an intruder, a ruthless thug who had e to kill and silence a woman.

  In her nightmares, she had seen many vicious people. Most of them were driven mad by their tasks, but Jiang g was different. The mali him was innate.

  She had no doubt that if the woman had shown aance, Jiang g would have doly as he said—killing her with a knife or snapping her neck.

  "Is the man from this afternoon still nearby?" Jiang g asked.

  The woman widened her terrified eyes, her lips trembling. It wasn't until Jiang g loosened his grip slightly, allowing the woman to breathe, that she nodded vigorously, as though ing back to life.

  "Is he someo by the vilge chief?"

  The woman nodded again.

  "Is anyone else at home besides you?"

  The womaated, then shook her head violently.

  "Think carefully before you answer," Jiang g's fiightened slowly.

  To the woman, this young man, who looked det, noeared to be a devil.

  His thin lips moved slightly, and every detail was reflected in her eyes. "If I find out you lied, the sequences will be dire."

  Her pupils shook violently, and tears filled her eyes, but she still nodded, her gaze pleading.

  "I will loosen my grip from now," Jiang g said slowly, "but if you scream..."

  He didn’t finish the sentence, but he khe woman uood.

  Jiang g gradually released his hold, and after a few seds, he asked in a low voice, "Who else is in the house?"

  "My daughter Hong Hong... and Hong Hong’s grandmother," the woman replied.

  When Jiang g entered, he noticed another door in the room was blocked by a quilt. He g it, then turo the woman. "Are they in there?"

  "Yes," she said, her face suddenly anxious, trying to add something but Jiang g interrupted her.

  He lowered his voice, "As long as you answer holy, they won’t be harmed."

  The woman swallowed cautiously.

  She looked young, probably around 30, but her plexion oor—dark and yellowish, with noticeable crow’s feet. Her hands were covered with frostbite, almost merging into patches.

  The burden of life had weighed this poor woman down, especially in such a vilge.

  After firming that no one had been drawn to the earlier noise, Xiaomeng approached. She kept her distance from Jiang g, his behavior earlier making her uneasy.

  "We have questions for your mother," Xiaomeng said, staring into the woman’s eyes.

  The woman shook her head, sobbing softly, "You won’t get anything out of her. My mother ’t speak, her throat is damaged."

  "She write it down."

  "My mother ’t read."

  Xiaomeng took a deep breath, feeling her limited patience about to run out. Every mihey wasted here was another minute of dahey still o hurry back to Anping Town, hoping to finish the task before the vilge chief and others figured out what was going on.

  Sensing the ge in Xiaomeng and Jiang g’s expressions, the woman quickly spoke, "Wait, don’t rush. I know what you're trying to ask. My mother has uionally revealed some things about that i."

  Xiaomeng’s eyes brightened: "You know what we want to ask?"

  The woman sighed, gng nervously out the window as if fearing eavesdroppers. "What else could it be? You’re the pigs the vilge chief brought back, right? You’re here about the ghost, aren’t you?"

  "Pigs?" Xiaomeng asked curiously, "What does that mean?"

  The ursed her lips, "It’s a long story. There hasn’t been a vilger killed by a ghost for a long time. The ones who die are all outsiders like you, hired by the vilge chief for a high price. You people serve as shields for the vilge, and they call you 'pigs'—used as scapegoats."

  Jiang g narrowed his eyes. "Does everyone in the vilge know about this?"

  "Yes," the woman nodded, but then noticed Jiang g’s ging expression and became nervous.

  "I don’t agree with what they’re doing, aher do some others, but... but there’s nothing we do. You saw this afternoon, the vilge chief trols us. We ’t even tact you!"

  "What do you know about the ghost?"

  "The ghost is vicious, but only targets the Qian family, especially the men. The entire Qian family was almost wiped out by her," the woman said, her eyes darting around, and her voice turning strahey say the ghost’s name is Zhao Xiangmei. She was a human trafficker who tricked women into ing to the vilge and was beaten to death. But..."

  Xiaomeng asked quickly, "But what?"

  "But my mother says Zhao Xiangmei couldn’t have written a blood letter before she died!" The woman looked up, her eyes clouded with doubt. "She said she knew Zhao Xiangmei and that she couldn’t even read!"

  Someone who couldn’t read couldn’t possibly have written a blood letter!

  Jiang g stared into the woman’s eyes, a ripple of emotion passing through his calm gaze. "Your mother is...?"

  The woman bit her lip and after a long pause, said in a heavy tone, "My mother was one of the 29 women Zhao Xiarafficked."

  The atmosphere in the room shifted abruptly.

  "If your mother suspects Zhao Xiangmei isn’t a ghost, then who does she think the ghost is?" Jiang g asked.

  "I don’t know," the woman shook her head. "But it’s definitely one of the 29 women."

  "Not all 29 women were saved?" Xiaomeng furrowed her brow. "Did someone die?"

  The vilge chief had said all 29 women were rescued, but it seemed he hadn’t told the whole truth.

  "No," the woman said, giving Xiaomeng a strange look. "All 29 women are alive."

  Xiaomeng widened her eyes.

  But Jiang g seemed to have figured something out. He stroked his and said to the woman, "Your mother suspects Zhao Xiaook the identity of one of the 29 women, esg legal punishment. The woman whose identity was stolen became the scapegoat, and her parents—misled—beat her to death. Her reseurned her into a ghost."

  The woman was surprised. She hadn’t expected this man to guess almost everything without her saying a word.

  "Do you have any proof?" Jiang g asked, raising his .

  (End of the Chapter)

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