Ji Xinyao handed the phone to the goddess again, and this time, she changed her story.
"Looking at the color of the coat, I can tell that this figure is the God of Fortune."
"It would be great if you can confirm it. Then we will report this as evidence that the God of Fortune is still alive and well."
Ji Xinyao did not go with Song Lucun, firstly to avoid suspicion, and secondly because she still had resentment towards Song Zilian's uncle and did not want to see him.
The third thing... is to put all the blame on Song Lucun, who clings to her and Song Zilian, in order for his plan to proceed smoothly.
Ji Xinyao and Song Lucun parted ways, and soon after returning home, she received another call from Song Lucun.
"Hey, come here now, we're at the ancestral hall."
"I can't find your ancestral hall, why should I go there?"
"If you have something important, you must come here. If you can't find it, just ask Song Zilian."
"Then can he come with me? No, you come alone."
Ji Xinyao had no choice but to let Song Zilian take her to the ancestral hall. But she was not completely relieved. She deliberately turned on her mobile phone and dialed Song Zilian's number so that he could hear her conversation with the people inside and adapt accordingly.
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She walked into the ancestral hall, and there were four or five people gathered inside. They came to search her house that day, including Song Jinghao and Song Lucun.
"Auntie, don't be nervous, sit down." Song Jinghao pointed to the seat next to him.
Ji Xinyao sat down obediently and pretended to be nervous.
"Well...what did you ask me to do?"
"We have just asked the goddess in the village, and she said that this is indeed the God of Fortune. We also believe her, but we have to confirm the shooting time of this video. Song Lucun said that you took it, so you have the original, right?
"
Ji Xinyao nodded, then shook her head, "Originally, there was, but I passed it all to Song Lucun. I thought it was useless, so I deleted it."
"That's not going to be easy. The wolf hair you provided doesn't look very fresh. I don't think this video was taken yesterday."
Ji Xinyao looked confused. She didn't expect them to see through it so quickly.
"But... if this video wasn't taken yesterday, when do you think it was taken? If we already had this video, why didn't we take it out earlier and have everyone worry about it for so long? It doesn't make sense.
"
"Auntie, don't worry. I have already sent this video to a specialized animal research expert for him to analyze." Song Jinghao smiled and showed the conversation on his mobile phone, "They seem to be using a spectroscopic analysis method to analyze animals.
behavior.”
Ji Xinyao lowered her eyes, somewhat surprised by the advancement of technology.
"It's really amazing." She said casually.
"So I'm personally curious, why do you two lonely men and women go up the mountain together? Logically speaking, if you want to go into the mountain to do something shameful, you should be with my little uncle, right?" Song Jinghao showed a gossipy look.
"We didn't do anything shameful." Ji Xinyao immediately retorted.
"Then why do you two act together? There must be a reason, right?"
Ji Xinyao glanced at Song Lucun. She couldn't tell Song Zilian that Song Lucun had caught him.
"Actually we..."
Song Lucun was about to explain, but Ji Xinyao was afraid that she would not be able to grasp the situation, so she immediately said, "Because we have an old relationship, I want to help him."
This is her best way to push the blame.
Moreover, Song Lucun would not jump out to refute.
"I heard that you put all the blame on Song Lucun. I was afraid that he couldn't bear it alone, so I felt compassion and wanted to help him. Song Zilian also knew about this, and he didn't stop it."
Song Jinghao looked at the two of them with suspicious eyes.
If Song Zilian didn't say anything, then he had no position to continue asking questions.
However, this also shows that Ji Xinyao may lie for Song Lucun.
Song Lucun was suspicious and vaguely felt that this statement would be detrimental to him.
"When will the spectral results of that zoologist of yours come out?" Song Lucun suddenly asked.
"Not that fast, maybe tomorrow." Song Jinghao replied.
"Then let's talk about this matter tomorrow. I suddenly remembered something and wanted to verify it."
Song Lucun suddenly stood up, took Ji Xinyao's hand and walked outside.
"Hey, Song Lucun, I haven't agreed to your leaving yet!" Song Jinghao shouted.
But Song Lucun ignored him and forcibly pulled Ji Xinyao out of the ancestral hall.
"Hey, what are you doing? Why did you suddenly pull me out?" Ji Xinyao frowned, thinking that Song Lucun might have discovered something.
"It's nothing. When I went to your house, I suddenly remembered something."
"What's up?"
"Did the mutton soup your family stewed that day have a little more bones?"
Sure enough, he noticed it.
The wolf has less meat than the sheep, but has more bones. In order to prevent them from finding fresh bones, Simon also stewed the bones.
Ji Xinyao didn't panic. Simon had already burned the bones into the stove, turned them into ashes and scattered them.
"Are you doubting me by saying this?" Ji Xinyao asked displeasedly.
"Yes, I doubt you. You may have deliberately led me to that place yesterday. You also touched the wolf hair. What if you set a trap for me?"
Ji Xinyao thought to herself that this man was not stupid, but his face looked innocent.
"I have been with you for several days just to help you clear your suspicions, and now you are throwing the blame on me for your own sake? Song Lucun, this is why I don't like you."
Song Lucun stood still, his eyes wavering slightly.
But if his suspicion is true, then he was set up by this woman from beginning to end.
"I will check first. If I find nothing, I will believe you. But Ji Xinyao, you should also know in your heart. Whether it is from the words of the goddess or Song Jinghao, there is something wrong with this wolf hair. If
If the God of Fortune is really killed, it can only be an outsider, either you or me. I know it can't be me, so it must be you."
Ji Xinyao spread her hands helplessly, "Then let's go, let's go to my house together."
She took Song Lucun back to her home. Song Lucun was learning to make coffee latte art with Simon, looking very contented.
"He wants to come to our place to search. Unless we killed the God of Fortune, then let's let him search." Ji Xinyao explained to Song Zilian and Simon.
Song Zilian didn't even raise his eyes to look at Song Lucun, he just called for Ji Xinyao to come to him.
"Xinyao, look, does this look like you? I've been learning from Simon for a long time, isn't it cute?"
Ji Xinyao looked at the coffee latte art made by Song Zilian, smiled, and said repeatedly, "I want to learn it too, Uncle Simon, teach me."
The three of them seemed to be having a good time, except Song Lu who was rummaging around.
He didn't expect that the bones could be burned into ashes. He just thought that they would hide the wolf bones, otherwise it would be too dangerous to throw them outside and be discovered by the villagers.