When Song Xiaotian took out the Yin-Gathering Talisman, my first thought was of Wang Guofu.
Seventh Master took the talisman, which had already been torn in half, examined it briefly, and nodded. "This is a Yin-Gathering Talisman. It's already quite clear: this wasn't suicide, but murder. Someone is using magic to harm people."
"Then I know who it was." Song Xiaotian pulled out a business card. "This feng shui master, Wang Guofu."
Seeing that business card, I felt around in my own pocket and took out the one I had found at Liu Jing's home.
At the sight of the two identical cards, Song Xiaotian's eyes widened. "Holy shit, just who the hell is this Master Wang? He killed Liu Jing too!"
Seventh Master took the cards and examined them, then frowned. "Two unrelated people both had Wang Guofu's business card. And the Yin-Gathering Talisman Chen Mo sent me and these three Yin-Gathering Talismans were all made by the same person. It looks like both victims were connected to this Wang Guofu. He's been inducing them to kill themselves."
Song Xiaotian immediately started swearing. "That son of a bitch! He specifically targets people who've had hard lives. If I catch him, I'll fucking break his dick!"
Seventh Master glared at him. "There's a girl in this hospital room. Why are you being so vulgar?"
Song Xiaotian glanced back at An Ning, who was still unconscious, and shrank back. "She's not awake yet, is she..."
Meng Yifan looked rather grim. If the house was involved in a murder case, it would be even harder to sell.
"Shouldn't we call the police?" he asked.
"What would you tell the police? Calling them won't help with this."
Seventh Master frowned. "The main question is why this Wang Guofu wants to harm people. With