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

Dreams always overlook some details, and Chen Peiwen didn’t look at the time in her dream, she just felt that it was probably those days.

Chu Yao smiled and said, "Then how do you know that your dreams must be continuous?"

"This..." Chen Peiwen was extremely confused.

Just as Chu Yao said, no specific time appeared in her dream.

Chen Peiwen didn't dwell on this question any more, but said, "What you said makes sense, so let's go now. By the way, we can go directly on my private plane. I have applied for a long-term flight route."

At the airport, Chen Peiwen couldn't help but ask curiously, "You look young, is this something you learned from your family?"

"I guess so." Chu Yao said with a faint smile.

Chen Peiwen’s youngest son got married five years ago. Chu Yao is younger than her youngest son and can be considered her junior.

But sitting next to her, Chen Peiwen didn't feel the need to take care of her at all. Instead... it was as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Although the murderer was finally identified as a man named Huang Sanqian, but according to my dream, it seems that there is someone else." Chen Peiwen said slowly.

In fact, although she was in a dream, she was more or less aware.

The idea they were looking for was clearly correct. From the sentence pieced together from the five pieces of evidence and the past of Yuan's father and Qu Huiqiao, the murderer must have wanted to tell them something shameful.

If the murderer was really Huang Sanqian, he had nothing to do with the Yuan family, so why would they set up such an elaborate scheme?

At the same time, Yueyue's voice came from Chu Yao's Bluetooth headset.

"Yes, yes, you haven't told me the answer yet. Why don't you tell me what you know now so that I can do the calculation. The speed of the mobile phone is much slower than that of the computer."

Chu Yao did not give a direct answer, but just said: "I have some ideas, but I don't know if they are right."

"Oh? Actually, I have consulted a wizard, hoping that he would summon the ghost of my cousin and let her tell the truth in person." Chen Peiwen frowned slightly, "But no matter how the wizard tried, he failed."

If one mage doesn’t work, Chen Peiwen will switch to another one.

Anyway, there are so many people in Hong Kong who know the mysterious arts, so are you worried that you won’t find someone with real skills?

But Chen Peiwen did not expect that neither the highly respected monks, nor the Feng Shui masters who were proficient in metaphysics, nor even some people from other schools, could find Yuan Jiahao's ghost.

The reason may be that Yuan Jiahao's soul is incomplete, or she may have died in a foreign place thousands of miles away, and her soul was trapped in the place where she was killed, becoming a "groundbound ghost."

After so many failures, Chen Peiwen came to the conclusion that it was impossible to find the real culprit unless the time was right.

The plane quickly arrived at the port city and then transferred to Yinsha Airport in Hongyong County.

The weather was a little cold, so Chen Peiwen put on a thin suit jacket and slowly walked down the stairs.

The last time she personally returned to Hongyong County was because her cousin committed suicide and her aunt was left unattended, so she took Yuan's mother back to Gangcheng herself.

Hongyong County is not the same as what Yuan Jiaxiang remembers. High-rise buildings have been erected in many places. It no longer looks like the poor and backward county it once was.

Chen Peiwen pointed at the huge buildings that were about to be built and said proudly: "Look, those are all my properties."

Office buildings, shopping malls, and hospitals all have the same sign hanging on them - "Erya Group".

This is the group founded by Chen Peiwen herself. It occupies almost the entire lives of the residents of Hongyong County. Many people naturally know the boss behind it.

"Let me think...we should go back to my old house first, right?" Chen Peiwen asked.

Chu Yao nodded. There were several of Qu Huiqiao's things they found, a photo, and her personal belongings.

This time when she returned home, Chen Peiwen did not rush in, but asked someone to clean the dust in the house first.

Just like last time, Chu Yao took the photos from the safe and Chen Peiwen found the gift bag.

"After seeing this photo, I finally feel at ease," said Chen Peiwen with emotion.

She was afraid that she had just had an ordinary dream, and after waking up, she would be shrouded in a confusing fog again.

Next, she had to call Sister Mei’s daughter and wait for her to send the house key.

The phone number in the dream is still vivid in my mind. After Chen Peiwen went on air, I realized that I had actually saved her phone number.

For some reason, she didn't answer the call, and Chen Peiwen also remembered the origin of the phone number.

A few years ago, Chen Peiwen bought a large amount of property from the indigenous people of Hongyong County, intending to demolish and rebuild it all.

Of course, there were some people who were unwilling to move, so Chen Peiwen signed a contract with them and offered them compensation, but most people were willing.

Because the price Chen Peiwen offered was 1.5 times the house price at that time. With the same amount of money, they could buy two smaller new houses.

Chen Peiwen is not a fool. She acquired these properties in order to build some communities in Hongyong County into tourist resorts.

Sister Mei’s daughter is also a resident in the community. She is very strange. Sometimes she is unwilling to sell her house, and sometimes she wants more compensation.

Finally, Chen Peiwen talked to her in person and she was willing to sell the house, but she only wanted Australian dollars.

"Well, I remember that she lives in Australia. She must have encountered some changes and needs money." Chen Peiwen pondered.

The neighborhood where she lives is far from the center of the resort, so renovation has not yet begun.

In other words, her house still remains in its original appearance, but the key is in Chen Peiwen's hands.

"Xiao Cai, please help me get something. It's just..." She gave some instructions to the assistant she brought over.

The assistant was very efficient and got the key in less than twenty minutes.

The two rushed to Sister Mei's former residence. The area outside had already taken on the appearance of a resort, with several bulldozers working on the construction.

For some reason, the nearby beach by the sea was sparkling, as if it was sprinkled with starlight.

Chen Peiwen noticed Chu Yao's gaze, walked quickly to the beach, and scooped up the sand wet by the sea water.

She gestured for Chu Yao to watch and said with a smile: "You discovered my secret. I only found out a few years ago that the name 'Yinsha Airport' was not groundless."

This is because there are a kind of mineral fragments in the sand of Hongyong County, which are translucent in color and look like sparkling sand under the sunlight.

It is said that these "silver sands" come from a kind of mineral on the seabed.

Don't think it is safe and harmless on the beach. If it is on the seabed, a chemical reaction will occur, producing a highly toxic salt.

"I guess you are thinking now, if someone chokes in the sea, will they be poisoned to death, right?" Chen Peiwen said jokingly.

This question did come up in Chu Yao's mind, but she studied science in high school and quickly thought of two key points.

First, it is impossible to estimate toxicity without considering the dosage. People may have to drink tons of water before they experience a poisoning reaction.

Secondly, some chemical reactions have strict conditions. As long as the reaction conditions cannot be met on the seabed, no matter how much mineral salt there is, it will not turn into toxic substances.

She expressed her thoughts, and a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Peiwen's eyes.

"Yes, that's it." Chen Peiwen explained.

Silver sand itself has extremely weak toxicity, just like tomatoes contain a small amount of solanine, but the particles of silver sand are large and generally will not be swallowed into the stomach in large quantities.

In order to be poisoned by silver sand, one must either drink unprocessed seawater for years, four to five liters a day, or heat the seawater containing silver sand at extremely high temperatures and add some chemical reagents to produce a highly toxic substance.

These chemical reagents are all controlled items and must be declared before they can be purchased. And there is not just one type, but several types.

Therefore, it is impossible for people who just go swimming to be poisoned by the silver sand.

As they were talking, they arrived at Sister Mei's house. After opening the door, the decoration inside was still the same as in Chen Peiwen's dream.

She found the box almost at a glance, and the letters and diaries inside... were exactly the same.

A look of nostalgia appeared on her face, and suddenly, she cried out.

"Come and see!"

A few words vaguely appeared on the wet paper.

"...Okay, is that so?"

A chill rose on her back. Chu Yao looked at it carefully before she understood the mystery.

"These are inkless words written in advance, and the paper has also been specially treated," she said.

Just now, Chen Peiwen washed the sand off her hands with water, causing her hands to be wet.

Inkless characters are characters written with a pen without ink, and the paper used is water writing cloth. Once it comes into contact with water, those uneven characters appear.

There are actually secrets in Qu Huiqiao's belongings that they haven't discovered yet!

Chu Yao flipped through the diary and found that only the first few pages were special water writing cloth, and the rest were normal paper.

She soaked the napkin with water and carefully stuck it on the writing cloth. Soon, all the words appeared.

"Jiahao, is that you?"

"Besides you, there shouldn't be anyone else who gets this diary."

"I'm glad you started writing a diary. This proves that you've recovered, right?"

"You must be curious, why would I carve words in my diary when I wrote a letter specifically for you."

"The answer is, the letter paper can be seen by others, but this diary cannot. There is a secret that I only want to tell you."

"You should be curious about what happened to you, right? Yes, I had my hand in it."

"I think this is the only way I can make it up to you. I'll use decades of hard work to make up for your life full of regrets."

"I believe you will find your own path. Even if you don't, it doesn't matter."

"Live happily and enjoy your best life."

"Qu Huiqiao."

Chen Peiwen tried her best to think about what Qu Huiqiao had said. She said to herself, "Wait, why am I confused? What happened? What was the plot?"

Suddenly, she thought of it.

Someone once said that he wanted to adopt Yuan Jiahao and take her to get medical treatment. Could it be that that person knew Qu Huiqiao?

It was Qu Huiqiao who entrusted Jia Hao to her, so he offered such generous conditions.

What was that person's name?

"Mr. Yan." Chu Yao also thought of him.

But there are still some conflicts, as if two small squares of similar colors in a puzzle are placed in the wrong place.

If Qu Huiqiao was referring to entrusting Yuan Jiahao to Mr. Yan, then where did the decades of hard work come from?

From the time she learned about Yuan Jiahao's existence to the time she passed away, no more than a year had passed.

And it wasn’t really a secret at all.

The reason why a secret is a secret is that it must contain certain unspeakable factors. Qu Huiqiao asking Mr. Yan to adopt Yuan Jiahao is obviously a great good deed that is praised by everyone.

Even if Mr. Yan doesn't show off his kindness, can't it be called a secret?

Also, she said "live your best life", which is weird.

Even if Yuan Jiahao was cured of the disease when she became an adult, her first 18 years of life were delayed by the illness, and she may suffer from various sequelae in the rest of her life.

Can such a life be called beautiful?

Chen Peiwen sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it. I can't figure out the twists and turns here. Please keep these things for me."

Chu Yao looked thoughtful, as if she had understood something.

The next place is the hotel opposite the cemetery.

This time they went to the hotel not only to reenact their past experiences, but also to retrieve the fake plane tickets among the five pieces of evidence.

As for the small purse and marriage certificate in the cemetery, Chen Peiwen asked her bodyguard to get them.

Five years had passed, and they couldn't be sure whether those things were still in their original locations. Chen Peiwen didn't hold out much hope.

Even if they couldn't get a few things, they all knew what the keywords on those pieces of evidence were. They just wanted to try to find out if there was anything else on the evidence that they hadn't discovered.

Five years have passed, and the hotel still looks shabby from the outside, but the owner has been replaced by a young man with colorful hair.

He slurped his noodles and asked, "Want a place to stay?"

Chen Peiwen seemed to have a psychological trauma from the former boss lady. After seeing the young man, she was obviously relieved.

The hotel's display screen was also updated, with each room number and corresponding price clearly written out.

Among them, some room numbers are dark, indicating that there are people there.

"Hello, I want a room on the fifth floor. Are there no rooms available?" Chen Peiwen asked.

The young shop owner looked up and almost choked on the noodles he hadn't swallowed when he saw Chen Peiwen and Chu Yao.

"Cough... cough cough... sorry, I... I'll drink some water first." He looked very embarrassed.

The owner's face finally cooled down, and he stammered, "Miss, no, no... Madam, you want to stay in the room on the fifth floor, right?"

He looked back and scratched his head in confusion.

It was indeed unfortunate that Chen Peiwen and Chu Yao came at such an inopportune moment. All the room numbers on the fifth floor were dark, indicating that they were occupied.