Chapter 3640
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"You don't suspect us anymore?" Fengjiu raised his eyebrows as he asked. He felt that the middle-aged man was quite a character for being able to remain so calm in such a situation.
"I wouldn't dare."
The middle-aged man lowered his head as he spoke. He already knew how powerful the other party was. Even though he had never fought with them, he knew that the woman in red was clearly the leader of these unfathomable people. How could he dare to make presumptuous guesses?
Fengjiu stepped forward, his voice carried a hint of carelessness as he said, "Your daughter's death is indeed unrelated to us. Just as my men said, if they wanted to take your lives, it would be a piece of cake. They wouldn't have gone through so much trouble."
As she spoke, she stopped in front of the middle-aged man and said, "However, I am curious. This small village seems to be quite peaceful. How could there be a murder? And how could it be linked to us and cause you to suspect us?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was slightly startled. He couldn't help but raise his head to look at her. Meeting her cold and indifferent gaze, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have already asked my men to check if there were any strangers entering or leaving the village last night. Perhaps there will be news in a while."
"If you don't mind, I can help you take a look." Fengjiu said.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was startled. After a slight pause, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you." As he spoke, he gestured for them to follow.
"The others don't need to follow." Fengjiu turned to look at Du Fan and the others.
"Yes." They replied and gestured to Leng Hua and Leng Shuang to follow.
The two nodded slightly and followed Fengjiu to a nearby house with the middle-aged man. After entering the house, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying, "My daughter died in extreme pain. Madam, please don't be frightened."
Fengjiu smiled slightly, "There aren't many things that can scare me."
The middle-aged man came to the bedside and looked at his daughter who was already dressed neatly on the bed. His eyes were full of grief: "When the guards came to the door in the morning, there was no response, so my wife came to the door personally. Who knew that when she opened the door and came to the bedside, she was already dead."
His voice paused slightly, choking with sobs, "Judging from the degree of rigidity of her body, she should have been killed in the middle of the night last night. There are no wounds on her body, only the strangulation marks on her neck, but her spiritual aura is completely gone."
Fengjiu stood by the bed and watched. Her gaze moved from the woman's hand to her neck. She saw that there was a dark red bruise there. It was obvious that she had been pinched by her hand. However, after a cursory glance, she knew that the mark on her neck was not the fatal one.
His gaze fell on the woman's face and he carefully sized her up. Then, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "She wasn't strangled to death. Instead, her essence and blood were sucked dry."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned. "Wh-what? His Essence, Qi, and blood were sucked dry? This, this is impossible. If his vital energy and blood were sucked dry and he died, then I'm afraid only a layer of skin and bones would be left. How could … "
"You don't believe me? Try cutting her finger and see if there's any blood. "Fengjiu said and turned to leave.
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