Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Chapter 72 The Suspect Walks into the Trap

"Shut up." Wu Shiyu glared at her younger brother. "It was my question!"

Although Wu Xingyun was somewhat afraid of her, she still mustered up her courage and said, "Sister, you must have made a mistake."

Although he couldn't say he knew Wu Zhao very well during the time he spent with him, he could sense that Wu Zhao wasn't the type to kill people.

She was curious about everything around her and had a strong thirst for knowledge.

Perhaps it was his sixth sense, but he always felt that Wu Zhao's gaze towards him always carried a kind of doting affection, like that of someone looking at a junior...

I also get the illusion that the people around me are my elders.

Gu Chen looked surprised and coughed twice, looking down.

"You think I killed that cameraman?" Wu Zhao raised her hand to stop Wu Xingyun from speaking, and looked at Wu Shiyu with some curiosity: "What makes you think I did it?"

Although Wu Shiyu suspected Wu Zhao, her tone remained normal.

She thought for a moment before saying, "The scene was cleaned up very thoroughly, leaving no trace. I can't be sure what happened at the time, so I can only use the Wu family's special methods to trace back."

“My power can only recall a few fragments of the scene. I saw you appear there last... and then you destroyed your remains with something.”

Wu Shiyu actually saw the finger bone, but she wasn't sure what it was.

In her mind, those who use human bones are mostly evil sorcerers.

She couldn't bring herself to compare Wu Zhao with a sorcerer.

I resist this idea from the bottom of my heart.

Seeing her frowning and hesitant expression, Wu Zhao chuckled and said, "The Rewind Technique can see all the scenes before the event the caster wants to see. Only three days had passed when you went there, right? Yet you could only rewind a few hours. It seems you need to practice your Rewind Technique more."

"You, how could you know about my Wu family's secret techniques..." Wu Shiyu choked.

Raising his wrist, the clear Wu family totem appeared before Wu Shiyu's eyes.

Even though she already knew from Wu Xingyun that she had this totem, seeing it with her own eyes again still shocked Wu Shiyu.

“You really are a member of the Wu family…” Wu Shiyu murmured.

Behind her, Wu Xingyun muttered softly, "Sis, really, what are you guessing for?"

"I already said it couldn't be her... If the Wu family did anything against the will of Heaven, they'd be struck down by lightning, okay?"

It's all written in our ancestral precepts!

He knelt in the ancestral hall countless times and copied the ancestral precepts so many times; he knows very well how many times he did so!

“Your guess makes sense, after all, you saw it with your own eyes.” Wu Zhao did not deny that she had unintentionally destroyed the body.

"That corpse...it was indeed reduced to ashes because of me."

She pressed the pocket where she kept the finger bones and decided that she should keep the younger generation in the dark for the time being.

Gu Chen tapped the armrest of his wheelchair lightly, paused, and said, "The Gu family will take full responsibility for all expenses of the deceased's family, and I will also make arrangements for their future life and work."

"Zhaozhao is not the murderer."

He spoke slowly and his expression was indifferent.

It seemed as if they had complete trust in Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao glanced at him and then said, "The cameraman's death is related to Shen Jiaojiao."

Her expression was solemn, and her voice was calm: "There is something terrifying protecting her, and ordinary people can't see anything wrong with her."

The small statue in Shen Jiaojiao's hand should be the murderer. Wu Zhao sensed a very strong malice and a curse aura emanating from it.

She even felt that the curse in the original owner's body and the medium through which Huo Tingchen's luck was stolen were that small statue!

Recalling the desiccated appearance of the skeleton, Wu Zhao reminded Wu Shiyu, "Don't approach her alone; she's dangerous."

Wu Shiyu was somewhat incredulous, and her tone was full of doubt: "Shen Jiaojiao? I remember she should be Huo Tingchen's fiancée... I've met her before, and I didn't see anything wrong with her."

When she first met Shen Jiaojiao, she thought she and Huo Tingchen were a match made in heaven.

“I remember that her engagement to Huo Tingchen was suddenly canceled. I only heard about it later from my sister.”

Wu Nini is extremely fond of Shen Jiaojiao, almost to the point of madness, treating her like a goddess.

Shen Jiaojiao seems to have a special kind of magic that makes people around her quickly accept and like her.

Wu Xingyun scoffed, "There's nothing wrong with her at all. I get goosebumps just looking at her."

"Because of your special physical condition," Wu Zhao said with some relief.

Although this silly child is unreliable, he is still a descendant of the Wu family.

Although his abilities are not outstanding, his sense of danger is exceptional.

Wu Zhao saw Wu Shiyu's suspicion and slowly said, "She became a sensation very quickly after entering the entertainment industry, right? And everyone who worked with her had a very high level of affection for her. However, after working with her, those people gradually disappeared."

Having not paid much attention to the entertainment industry, Wu Shiyu really didn't know anything about these things.

She looked at Wu Xingyun, only to see him shrug and shake his head.

"She is slowly absorbing the luck from the people she comes into contact with, and that luck is nourishing her."

At the same time, it also nourishes the evil image in her hand.

She continued to grow more famous, absorbing the fortune of more people. The evil image, in turn, gave her an even more alluring aura, drawing upon the power of faith.

But what do they need so much faith power for?

This is what Wu Zhao found strange.

"So those celebrities whose luck was drained have no choice but to retire from the entertainment industry?" Wu Xingyun hissed, feeling increasingly that Shen Jiaojiao was strange.

Wu Shiyu was starting to agree with what Wu Zhao had said, but she gave a wry smile and said, "Miss Wu, although I can understand what you're saying... and I even believe you."

"But it's not up to me to decide."

She said with difficulty, "The Imperial Capital Garrison has taken over the case. They heard your name from somewhere... and seem to believe that you are related to this case."

"I've come here to take you to the capital. You know, a place like the capital... the Wu family alone can't make all the decisions."

In a place where power resides at the pinnacle of China, the Wu family, a family of mystical arts practitioners, will naturally not be allowed to dominate.

"Someone seems to be very interested in you, this mysterious sorcerer who suddenly appeared."

As Wu Shiyu spoke, a hint of probing appeared in her gaze as she looked at Wu Zhao.

The Wu family is also very curious about her!

"Looks like I'm being watched..." Wu Zhao glanced at Gu Chen, who remained silent to the side.

She clicked her tongue twice: "I really don't know whether this capital city is a dragon's den or a tiger's lair?"

Gu Chen looked at her with a hint of helplessness and said softly, "Whatever it is, Zhao Zhao has already promised, she won't go back on her word, will she?"

"Hmph." Wu Zhao took two steps closer to Gu Chen and, somewhat boldly, poked his chest with her finger.

She said slowly, "How could I, a dignified... cough, mysterious sorcerer, possibly desert my post!"

Leaning close to Gu Chen, Wu Zhao grabbed his collar and whispered, "Don't worry, I will definitely find all those who hurt you!"

Gu Chen turned his head slightly, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

A deep, magnetic voice sounded in her ear: "Thank you so much, mysterious sorcerer."

A slight glint appeared in Gu Chen's eyes, and a fleeting smile crossed his face.

My... little witch.