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Chapter 306 Song Zihao borrowed his life

Xie Qin's expression changed drastically, and her voice stammered, "How could Zihao be dead? I just saw him perfectly fine. Don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Nanxi didn't say anything.

She stared at Xie Qin's face and noticed something unusual about it.

Thinking about Zhan Tao's situation, Jiang Nanxi began to understand what was going on.

Song Zihao borrowed Zhan Tao's life!

The one who truly deserves to die is Song Zihao!

"Let's not talk about these irrelevant things."

Xu Wu interrupted their conversation about Song Zihao, turning to Xie Qin and asking, "You said someone saw Jiang Nanxi meeting with the deceased in private. Where is that person? Can you provide any evidence?"
Furthermore, did you witness any violent conflict between Jiang Nanxi and the deceased? Had she been to this private room before you arrived?

"This...I don't know."

Xie Qin thought for a moment and said, "Seeing them contact my son, I don't know if he has any evidence. Why don't I have him come over and tell you in person?"

At this point, Xie Qin glanced at Jiang Nanxi with a grim expression and said, "Zihao is perfectly fine. He's resting in the next private room. Don't curse him!"

Jiang Nanxi raised an eyebrow.

She saw someone go to the next private room to look for Song Zihao, so she went out to see what was going on.

Upon entering the next private room, someone opened the door, and they saw a person sleeping on the sofa.

This person is Song Zihao.

"Zihao, wake up!"

Xie Qin ran over and helped Song Zihao up.

After sitting up, Song Zihao still looked a little confused, completely unaware of what had happened.

"Mom, where am I? How did I get here? I'm not at home..."

"Cough cough!"

Xie Qin coughed twice, stopping Song Zihao from continuing, "You've been drinking too much. You came to this bar with your friends tonight, huh? Your mother's here to take you home!"

"Ah? Really?"

“Yes,” Xie Qin said, “It seems you’ve blacked out a bit; you don’t even remember what happened before.”

Jiang Nanxi looked at them thoughtfully.

Judging from Xie Qin's appearance, her son should have died long ago, and Song Zihao should not still be alive.

As for the cause of Song Zihao's death, Jiang Nanxi guessed that it was the female ghost in their house who came to take revenge on him.

Song Zihao still had residual ghostly energy on him. Jiang Nanxi was very familiar with this ghostly energy; it was clearly the female ghost she had seen before.

But now, Song Zihao is standing right in front of her, perfectly fine, which means Xie Qin probably had someone borrow Zhan Tao's life so that Zhan Tao could die in Song Zihao's place.

The vengeful female ghost thought Song Zihao was dead, so she stopped bothering him.

Why was Zhan Tao chosen?

Jiang Nanxi stroked her chin and stared at Xie Qin for a long time.

At this moment, Xu Wu walked over to Song Zihao and asked, "Have you seen this person here? Also, did you see her have any conflict with the deceased?"

While Xu Wu was asking questions, he also showed Song Zihao the photos of the deceased that he had just taken.

"Ah! He...he..."

When Song Zihao saw the photo of the severed head, he was terrified and huddled in Xie Qin's arms.

"Son, don't be afraid!" Xie Qin comforted Song Zihao, saying, "Son, it's alright, Mom's here, you'll be fine. Just answer Uncle's questions honestly."

When Song Zihao saw the photo of the corpse, many fragments of memories surfaced in his mind, causing his face to turn deathly pale.

He remembered!
He seems to be dead!

That's how they died!

Song Zihao subconsciously touched his neck and could feel a raised scar on it.

However, because Song Zihao was wearing a turtleneck sweater today, no one else saw the scar on his neck.

Song Zihao also remembered that a voice kept calling his name, telling him to go home.

A strange memory appeared in Song Zihao's mind. He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "I've met him... he knows her."

Song Zihao looked at Jiang Nanxi and said, "Before the performance started, they had a conflict in the private room. Later, when we all went into the private room, she jumped out of the window and left."

"So the conflict happened in the private room. No wonder the surveillance footage didn't capture them."

Xu Wu said sternly to Jiang Nanxi, "What else do you have to say? One person identifying you might be lying, but everyone in this private room says you knew the deceased and had a serious conflict with him!"

Jiang Nanxi chuckled lightly and said calmly, "But they still don't have any evidence, do they? Although there are witnesses, witnesses can lie. Even to convict someone, there needs to be some physical evidence, right?"

Jiang Nanxi also took out a stack of talismans.

“I have a bunch of soul-summoning talismans here, which can summon all the ghosts in the vicinity. The deceased has only been dead for a short time, so his soul is probably still wandering around nearby. Why don’t I summon him over and ask him?”

Upon hearing this, Xie Qin and Song Zihao's expressions changed, and fear appeared in their eyes.

Clearly, they were afraid of seeing the ghosts of the dead; they felt guilty!
Jiang Nanxi smiled and said, "Oh right, I just checked the deceased's body. He doesn't look like a corpse yet."

"You...what do you mean?"

Xie Qin asked, her eyes darting around.

"It means very simply that he is not completely dead yet, and still has a breath left. Just now I used my spiritual power to protect his heart meridian and summon his soul back, so he can be resurrected."

"impossible!"

Xie Qin suddenly stood up from her seat, "The person was dead, and their head was severed, how could they come back to life!"

Jiang Nanxi's smile vanished as she looked at Song Zihao and said, "Hasn't his head been severed before? He was able to come back to life, so why can't others?"

Song Zihao stared in horror, his eyes wide, and instinctively reached out to cover his neck.

"No, no, I didn't..."

He stammered an explanation, but his expression and actions had already betrayed him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Shutong came to Song Zihao's side, pulled his hand away, and pulled down his collar, revealing the scar on Song Zihao's neck to everyone.

Ye Shutong said coldly, "This scar is around your entire neck, and it just scabbed over not long ago. Could it be that something cut your neck as well?"

"No, no, this is a scratch I got accidentally when I was wearing the necklace, not a cut... My neck wasn't cut, I'm not dead... I'm not dead..."

Song Zihao became more and more excited as he spoke.

Jiang Nanxi ignored him and turned to walk out the door, going straight down the stairs to the first floor.

The blood on the stage had dried, but Zhan Tao's body was still on it.

Jiang Nanxi used her spiritual power to heal the wound on Zhan Tao's neck, pieced his head back together, and then used a soul-summoning talisman to bring his soul back.

At this moment, everyone else came down as well.

As soon as Xie Qin appeared, Zhan Tao, his face deathly pale, lunged at her, crying, "You've ruined me! It was you, you slit my throat!"