Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Most of them are small pure white pieces, and there are also golden spherical capsules, but they are almost the same in shape and size.

Chu Yao didn't know about Yuan Jiahao's illness, but she knew that different medicines for the same disease would have obvious differences in shape and color to prevent patients from taking the wrong medicine.

She put her doubts aside for the moment and walked into Yuan's mother's room.

Compared to Yuan Jiahao's slightly simple bedroom, Yuan's mother's room is not big, but it has a lot of good things.

Ever since her son started making money, she has replaced all the furniture in the house several times. As long as she has the newest and best, she will not use inferior ones.

As a son, Yuan Jiaxiang rarely stepped into his mother's bedroom after he became an adult.

Firstly, it is to express respect and filial piety to the mother; secondly, it is naturally because there are differences between men and women and suspicion needs to be avoided.

Chu Yao didn't care about that. He directly opened Yuan's mother's drawer and looked through everything.

It would have been fine if I hadn't looked through it, but once I did I found a lot of things.

There were countless medicine bottles in the cabinet beside her bed. Perhaps she was too confident and thought that no one would dare to touch her things, so she didn't even remove the labels on the medicine bottles.

"Vitamin C, vitamin B12, vitamin D, fish oil capsules..."

They were all vitamins and cheap health supplements with no specific effects, and the appearance of the pills was exactly the same as those in Yuan Jiahao's medicine box.

In other words, Yuan Jiahao has been taking vitamin tablets for all these years, so how could her illness be cured?

In addition to these vitamins, there is also a bottle of light yellow granular powder. The bottle is almost as big as cough syrup, and now only half of the bottom of the bottle is left.

Chu Yao had an incredible idea, but she didn't have any solid evidence, so she put away the bottle of powder.

The painting was not found and may have been thrown away by Yuan's mother.

However, why was Yuan's mother so nervous about a painting?

Chu Yao was thinking when suddenly there was a hurried knock on the door.

She opened the door quickly. It was dim at night and Chen Peiwen was sweating profusely, as if she had run over.

"A Xiang, there's a thief in my house! It's the man we met in the hotel, the... Feng Shui master." Chen Peiwen said tremblingly.

"Did you see him?" Chu Yao blurted out.

But then she thought, if Chen Peiwen came face to face with that man, how could she possibly get away with it?

She must have returned home and found things in a mess, so she checked the surveillance and discovered the man.

"Yes, it's the video of my house!" She was out of breath, but she did not forget to pull out the surveillance video on her mobile phone.

The time shows Monday morning, which is this morning.

At that time, the two of them were still in the cemetery, and the man suddenly appeared in Chen Peiwen's home by some unknown means.

He did not pick the lock or forcefully break the doors and windows. Just as if there was a teleportation point in a game in Chen Peiwen's home, he went straight into Chen Peiwen's bedroom.

Then he began to rummage through the boxes and drawers looking for something, but in the end he found nothing, so he shook his head and left.

Chen Peiwen was just afraid that he would make a surprise attack and return to her residence again.

This time the incident happened suddenly, and she returned to Hongyong County alone without any bodyguards.

The only person I can ask for help is Chu Yao.