Prank wedding pranks? Little fortune teller remarries military officer in a sweet romance.

"I didn't!" Sister Du roared, "You're talking nonsense! I was out of town the day they had the accident, and I didn't get back until the third day. How could I possibly..."

Ling Jiuyue took a step closer, staring intently at her: "But your nephew said that you were the one who did it. He said that you brought your lover to their house suddenly at night!"

That night, Xiao Du was working overtime at the factory to finish up the last work. It was his last time working overtime because the next day, the factory would be ready, and he would be moving with his wife and children.

When you took your girlfriend to your brother's house, his wife and son had already finished eating, but for your sake, your sister-in-law still went to cook for you.

You followed your sister-in-law into the kitchen and asked her to lend you money, promising to pay it back in a couple of days. But your sister-in-law didn't want to lend it to you because you've been living with your parents since your divorce and have borrowed money countless times, none of which you've ever paid back!

"No, no!" Sister Du suddenly became agitated, even reaching out to push Ling Jiuyue:

"Get out! Get out of here! You're all helping the official's son, deliberately coming to frame me, trying to torture me into confessing to murder, aren't you?"

Ling Jiuyue's gaze slowly sharpened, as if she could see into the depths of her heart.

"Do you know that when you lie, you feel a chill creeping into your ear? That's when your nephew's mouth is right next to your ear, asking you why you slashed him twice. The knife hits your neck, and it hurts so much, do you know that?"

And that knife in your niece's chest, do you really think you can't find it?

"No, I didn't!" Cold sweat beaded on Sister Du's forehead as she struggled, waving her hands frantically.

"You're just here to lie, you want to make me take the blame for someone else!"

Aunt Du stormed over to protect her daughter, shouting, "What do you want? You're too afraid to catch the real culprit, so you're just trying to make things difficult for us poor people?"

Even the usually expressionless Xiao Du was displeased: "Officer Song, my older sister and my wife have a very good relationship, and she's very good to my two children. You don't need to keep bringing up my older sister!"

Ling Jiuyue couldn't help but sneer: "Your eldest sister and your wife have a good relationship? But two months before your wife's accident, she had a fight with your eldest sister because your eldest sister ate all the eggs that your mother-in-law gave your wife for her postpartum recovery, along with the three children. You even scolded your wife for being stingy, saying that we're all family, it doesn't matter who eats them, it's not like they ended up in someone else's stomach!"

Xiao Du's expression instantly crumbled: "You...how did you know? You...you deliberately inquired about our family before you came?"

Ling Jiuyue shook her head: "I haven't inquired about it. If it weren't for Officer Song finding me today, I wouldn't even know about this murder case. Your son told me all of this."

He said his aunt was no good. She had been living at his house for five years, always wanting the best food and the most fashionable clothes. When she was short of money, she would ask her parents and brothers for it. She even secretly took a silver bracelet from his mother. Because of this, the two of them had a lot of arguments!

Your wife has argued with your older sister more than once, but each time you advise her to be more understanding, saying that your older sister has it tough raising three children, and living under someone else's roof is already awkward enough; you shouldn't give her a hard time and make her feel bad!

Xiao Du's face turned deathly pale, and he subconsciously looked around: "There are no ghosts in this world. You're just lying to me. If my son can really tell you this, then let him come out and talk to me!"

Ling Jiuyue sneered: "Are you sure you want to see him? Do you dare to see him?"

Old Song, who had never believed in ghosts or gods, felt a chill run down his spine. He suddenly felt as if there were several more people in the messy room, giving him a creepy feeling.

The young policeman was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he asked Ling Jiuyue in a trembling voice:

"Sister...Sister, can you...can you see that child?"

"Impossible!" Sister Du cried out in horror, "It's impossible, how could she... impossible, I didn't, Xue Lin, I didn't! You have to believe me, I really didn't! That's my own nephew, how could I... how could I..."

Du Xuelin supported his sister, saying, "Sis, don't be afraid. She's just trying to scare you. You're so good to Chongchong and the others, how could you... how could you possibly lay a hand on him!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Aunt Du quickly chimed in, "The siblings have such a good relationship, how could she possibly harm her own nephew? Don't try to scare us like this. If you keep doing this, I... I'll call the police!"

Ling Jiuyue shook her head: "You really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Even now, you're still speaking up for your sister. Your wife and children died unjustly. This resentment will haunt you and you'll never be free from it for the rest of your life!"

"Brother Song, go to No. 42 Nanping Street and arrest him. The murder weapon is buried under the public toilet on Nanping Street!"

Old Song ordered the young policeman, "Go make a call and tell someone to go to Nanping Street!"

Seeing Ling Jiuyue's confident demeanor, Du Xuelin felt a sudden, inexplicable panic.

"Big sister, you...you really don't?"

Sister Du's face changed drastically, her body went limp, and she murmured:

"No, I didn't, you're all lying!"

Old Song turned around and handcuffed her: "Du Xuelian, please cooperate with our investigation!"

Aunt Du rushed over and hugged her daughter: "No, I won't let you take my daughter away. You just want to harm people and help them get away with their crimes. If my daughter goes away, she will never come back."

Du Xuelian's three children rushed over, shouting, "Let go! You bad people, let go of my mother!"

One of them even spat at Ling Jiuyue, yelling, "You wicked woman, you've spread lies and harmed my mother! You'll die a horrible death!"

Ling Jiuyue ignored the children and looked at Aunt Du: "You know perfectly well whether your daughter did these things or not, but you chose your daughter over your grandson!"

Du Xuelian struggled and screamed, "Mom, save me! I didn't kill anyone! I really didn't kill anyone!"

Ling Jiuyue followed Lao Song and the others downstairs.

Qin Shixiao asked Ling Jiuyue in a low voice, "Did she really kill my sister-in-law and nephew?"

Ling Jiuyue curled her lips into a smile: "We'll find out soon enough!"

Old Song took Du Xuelian back to the police station, where they happened to receive a phone call from a junior police officer.

"Master, that bastard ran fast, we didn't catch him!"

Old Song was about to lose his temper.

Ling Jiuyue pointed to the residential building opposite the Public Security Bureau: "Go look on the third floor across the street!"

The young police officer was still in a daze.

Old Song kicked him: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go!"

When Du Xuelian saw the man in handcuffs, still cursing, her face changed drastically and she was terrified.

Du Xuelin looked at the man, her heart pounding, and with difficulty turned to look at her sister.

"Sis, didn't you...didn't you say he was out of town and hadn't...hadn't come back?"