Chapter 169 Fishing Enforcement

The governor rubbed his temples with a headache. The case was more complicated than he had imagined, mainly because of the lack of strong physical and witness evidence.

No matter how much Cheng Weiyao said, it was just speculation. Without any physical evidence to support it, she would suffer a great loss when the case went to court.

"I'll think of a solution. As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. I do have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible..."

Cheng Weiyao's eyes flickered slightly, and she whispered softly into the governor's ear. The governor was slightly stunned, then nodded slowly.

However, the wonton vendor knew nothing about this. He prepared to go out to set up his stall as usual. However, as soon as he walked out of the house, he was stopped by the one-eyed beggars before he could take a few steps.

"Little boss, are you going out to make some money? Business is good lately, would you like to help us poor people..."

The one-eyed beggar smiled and leaned on a crutch, holding a broken bowl as he approached the wonton vendor.

"If you don't have money, go to a rich family to ask for it. What's the point of asking me? I'm not that rich either."

The wonton vendor spoke in a bad tone. He went out early in the morning and before he could do any business, he encountered a group of beggars blocking his way.

Businessmen always like to start their business with a good start, so this was the opposite of what they thought, which naturally felt particularly unlucky. Moreover, these beggars were wearing rags and smelled bad, and he was afraid that they would contaminate the ingredients he had carefully prepared.

"Young boss, look at what you're saying. If poor people like us can get it, why would we need to beg you? Please be kind and give us a little. You probably don't want the previous incident to get out..."

The one-eyed beggar saw the disgust in the wonton vendor's eyes, but he was not angry. He just took a step back silently, but he became more and more aggressive in his words.

The wonton vendor stiffened slightly, looking up at the one-eyed beggar's cloudy yet shrewd eyes, his heart chilled. He wasn't stupid; he knew this was a naked threat. But the problem was, he couldn't open this end. As the saying goes, if there's one, there's two, there's three.

These old beggars could easily use this as leverage to threaten him for the rest of his life! He had no intention of supporting these parasites.

"I've already said this beforehand. That's all, and it only happened once. If it happens again, just shout it out. At worst, I'll expose you too. It's wrong for me to buy the drugs, but you're right to sell them?"

The wonton vendor was still a businessman after all, and even in this coercive environment, he still found a chance to fight for his rights. He gave a little money, half-threatening and half-compromising, thinking it was money spent to buy peace and quiet...

This transaction was witnessed by Goudan and his friends. This group of old beggars had a bad reputation and were very assertive. It would be better to say that they were demanding rather than begging.

In addition, they like to deal in some strange and bizarre drugs to cheat people, and they will do anything for money, so Grandpa Goudan doesn't get along with this group of people, and usually teaches them to stay away from them.

"It's possible that these old sinister people provided the source of the poison. The brother selling wontons was unwilling to give the money. Maybe he was threatened?"

"I remember these guys used to sell some kind of powerful pill. Grandpa said that was just a trick of swindlers. Those dirty things can kill people..."

The children talked one after another, and finally Goudan summarized the opinions and reported to Cheng Weiyao.

As for the other children, they walked around various corners of Qingshi Town, secretly observing the one-eyed beggar and the wonton vendor.

After leaving the county government office, Cheng Weiyao started setting up her stall as if nothing had happened. The wonton vendor was furious, especially because Wen Chengyun was no longer on the wooden stake at the vegetable market entrance.

Seeing that Cheng Weiyao was still in the mood to open the stall with a smile on her face, it was not difficult to guess that things had probably taken a turn for the better!

Having already identified the suspect, Cheng Weiyao intentionally observed the wonton vendor while setting up his stall. He was indeed paying a bit too much attention to her, and from time to time, he would cast a look of deep resentment at her...

It was not until dusk that Cheng Wei Yao closed her stall and went home contentedly. Because of the poisoning case, her business was booming.

Wen Chengyun suddenly disappeared, and the gossipy diners, while eating at the stall, tried to find out where he had gone. Was he unable to hold on or was he released? Cheng Weiyao avoided answering, but judging by her smile, it was most likely the latter.

Because Cheng Weiyao closed the stall early, the wonton vendor's business actually started to pick up after dusk. The wontons that had not been sold out were sold out by chance due to the traffic at the night market.

But when he got home, the sky was already dark. He was so busy that he felt sleepy. After returning home, he simply tidied himself up and had to stay awake to prepare the ingredients for selling wontons tomorrow.

When he actually lay down on the bed, he was exhausted both physically and mentally, and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the bed. However, not long after lying down, he felt gusts of wind blowing straight into his neck and the soles of his feet.

"That's strange, didn't I close the window..."

The wonton vendor, who was awakened by the cold, rubbed his eyes hazily, and then he found that the wooden window in the room had been opened at some point. The wind made the window creak, which looked a little eerie in the silent darkness.

He got out of bed and went barefoot to close the window, not even bothering to put on his shoes. However, when the window was about to close, a resentful eye flashed outside the window.

"Um?"

The Chaos Vendor rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He mustered up his courage, opened the window, and looked out, but found it was empty. Just as he 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 deathly pale face occupied the wooden bed, his eyes staring straight at the wonton vendor, and the first words he opened were those of a life-threatening threat.

"Give me back my life... You killed someone with the poison you bought from the one-eyed old beggar. I've heard from the King of Hell that you deserve to go to hell! Come with me now!"

The deep voice echoed in the room, and the wonton vendor was so scared that he fell to the ground. He was still confused about this.

After all, I have only heard of stories about gods and ghosts, and have never seen them with my own eyes, but this familiar face and these firm words.

Only he and the one-eyed old beggars knew about the medicine purchase. As the saying goes, God sees what you do, so the wonton vendor believed it about 70%.

"No, there's a reason. Brother, I can explain. I really didn't mean to kill you. I never thought that crappy medicine could kill people!"

The wonton vendor began to explain in a panic that he did intend to frame her, but he never intended to make it so big. He just wanted to prove that Cheng Weiyao's stall was not clean. He didn't expect that she would die from eating it!