After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

The governor rubbed his temples with some headaches. The case was more complicated than he imagined, mainly because of the lack of strong physical evidence and witnesses.

No matter how much Cheng Weiyao said, it was just guesswork. Without real support, he would suffer a big loss when he went to court.

"The woman thinks of a way. As the saying goes, don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. The woman does have an idea, but I don't know if it will work..."

Cheng Weiyao's eyes flickered slightly, and she gently approached Lord Inspector's ear, while Inspector was slightly taken aback, then nodded slowly.

However, the wonton peddler didn't know anything about it. He was about to go out to set up a stall as usual, but just as he left the house, he was caught by one-eyed beggars before he could walk a few steps.

"Little boss, are you planning to go out to make money? The recent business is good, do you want to help us poor people..."

The one-eyed beggar leaned on a crutch with a smile, and approached the wonton vendor with a broken rice bowl.

"If you don't have money, you can go to rich people if you want to ask for money. What's the use of asking me, I can't get rich."

The wonton peddler's tone was not friendly. He went out early in the morning and failed to do a single business. He first encountered a group of beggars blocking the way.

Businessmen like to get off to a good start, but doing the opposite naturally feels particularly unlucky.What's more, these beggars are tattered and smelly, and he is afraid of contaminating the ingredients he carefully prepared.

"Little boss, look at what you said. If we poor people can get it, do we still need to ask you? Please give me some, you probably don't want the previous things to spread Bar……"

The one-eyed beggar saw the disgust in the eyes of the wonton peddler, but he wasn't angry. He just took a step back silently, but he began to push forward in words.

The wonton peddler's body froze slightly, and he looked up at the one-eyed beggar's cloudy and shrewd eyes, feeling chills in his heart.He is not stupid and knows that this is a naked threat.But the problem is that this end cannot be opened. As the saying goes, if there is one, there are three.

It is entirely possible for these old beggars to threaten themselves for the rest of their lives with this excuse!He didn't intend to keep this group of parasites.

"I have something to say first, that's all, and that's just one time. If there is another time, you can just yell and go out. At worst, I'll confess you too. It's wrong for me to buy medicine, but it's justified for you to sell medicine?"

The wonton peddler was still in business after all, and even in this coercive environment, he still found a chance to fight for his rights. He half threatened and half compromised and gave a little money, which he regarded as spending money to buy clean...

Goudan and his little friends were watching this transaction. These old beggars have a bad reputation and a strong style. Instead of begging, it is better to call it hard.

In addition, they like to pour out some weird drugs to bluff and cheat, and do everything with money, so Grandpa Goudan doesn't deal with this group of people, and he also teaches to stay away from this group of people on weekdays.

"It's possible that these old Yin people provided the source of the poison. The brother who sells wontons is not willing to give money at all, maybe he was threatened?"

"I remember these guys were selling Dali Wan before. Grandpa said that it was all a scammer's trick, and dirty things would eat people to death..."

Children, you talk to each other, and in the end Goudan summed up his views and reported to Cheng Weiyao.

As for the other children, they walked around every corner of Qingshi Town, secretly observing one-eyed beggars and wonton vendors.

After leaving the county government, Cheng Weiyao started to set up a stall like a normal person. The wonton peddler was annoyed because of the smoke from the seven orifices, especially Wen Chengyun was missing from the wooden stake at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Seeing that Cheng Weiyao is still smiling and opening the stall, it is not difficult to guess, probably things have turned for the better!

The suspect has been identified, so Cheng Weiyao deliberately observed the wonton vendor in the process of setting up the stall.He does pay a lot of attention to himself, and from time to time, his eyes with strong resentment fall on him...

It wasn't until it was almost dusk that Cheng Weiyao closed the stall and went home contentedly. Because of the poisoning case, her business was intensified.

Wen Chengyun suddenly disappeared, and the gossiping diners took advantage of the time they came to eat at the stall to find out where they were going, whether they couldn't hold on or were released.Although Cheng Weiyao avoided answering, but judging by the smile, it was probably the latter.

Because Cheng Weiyao closed the stall in advance, the wonton hawker's business started to improve after dusk. The wontons that were not sold out were sold out under the traffic of the night market by accident.

It's just that when he got home, the sky was already dark, and his busy eyelids were only sleepy. After getting home, he simply tidied himself up, and he had to brace himself to prepare the ingredients for selling wontons tomorrow.

When I was really lying on the bed, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and I almost fell asleep when I touched the bed.However, not long after lying down, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards his neck and soles of his feet in a daze.

"Strange, I didn't close the window..."

The wonton vendor who woke up from the cold rubbed his eyes dimly, only to realize that the wooden window in the room was opened at some time, and the wind made the window creak, making it look a little gloomy in the silent darkness.

He got out of bed nearby, didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and planned to close the window barefoot, but when the window was about to close, a resentful eye flashed outside the window.

"Ok?"

The Chaos Peddler rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He boldly opened the window, probed out to look around but found it was empty, and was about to close the window again.

A familiar face appeared upside down in front of him, it was the face of the old diner who was poisoned that day.

His pale face occupied the wooden bed, his eyes were fixed on the wonton peddler, and he spoke life-threatening words.

"Give me back my life... You killed people with the poison you bought from the one-eyed old beggar. I've heard Lord Yama say that you should go to hell! Come with me now!"

The thick voice echoed in the room, and the wonton vendor was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He was still skeptical about this.

After all, the rumors about gods and ghosts are all heard, and I have never seen it with my own eyes, but this familiar face and these firm words.

Only I and the one-eyed old beggars know about buying medicine, and they all say that people are doing it, and heaven is watching, so the wonton peddler believes it.

"No, it happened for a reason. Brother, I can explain. I really didn't intend to kill you. I never thought that the medicine would kill people!"

The wonton peddler began to explain in a panic that he did intend to frame him, but he didn't want to play such a big game at all. He just needed to prove that Cheng Weiyao's stall was not clean.