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I jumped up immediately and said in a slightly excited tone: "Is the person who pissed off the King of Hell Zhang Wanda's junior brother?!"

Zhou Mo said strangely: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

I said, "Don't ask. Let's go to Laoyapo again!"

After getting in the car, I remembered that I had thought about not looking for Uncle Qi anymore, but now I have to look for Uncle Qi again. It's really...

When we got to the tube building, I got off the car with the thermos. Zhou Mo asked, "Can I go with you?" I thought about it and agreed. I went to Uncle Qi's house with Zhou Mo. After knocking on the door, I was a little embarrassed and called out, "Uncle Qi," and then lowered my head. Uncle Qi said indifferently, "You are here, come in." I went in with Zhou Mo. Uncle Qi sat on the sofa and asked, "What's the matter?" I put the thermos on the coffee table and said, "Uncle Qi, I would like you to take a look at this soup."

Uncle Qi opened the lid, bent down to smell it, and then dipped a little with the tip of chopsticks to taste it. Then he said, "Wait a minute." He carried the bucket to another bedroom, while Zhou Mo and I continued to wait in the living room. After a while, I heard a "bang" in the bedroom, as if something had fallen over. I was startled and quickly stood up and ran over. When I pushed the door open, I found Uncle Qi standing beside a table with a pale face. There were bottles and jars on the table. The thermos bucket I brought was overturned and the thick soup was spilled all over the floor. I quickly asked, "Uncle Qi, what happened?"

Uncle Qi started to cough violently at this time. He first coughed with his back straight, then he bent over and coughed, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs. I didn't know how to help, so I could only stand aside anxiously. After a long time, Uncle Qi's coughing gradually stopped, and he slowly asked: "Where did you bring this soup from?" Zhou Mo said: "From my house. Our chef made it." Uncle Qi looked at Zhou Mo and asked again: "Is Zhang Wanda at your house?" Zhou Mo nodded: "Mr. Zhang is at my house."

"Hehe." Uncle Qi laughed for no reason, but his laughter was creepy, and then he said: "There is nothing wrong with this soup, you can go back." But from his look, we all knew that there was something wrong with the soup. Zhou Mo and I looked at each other, and neither of us moved an inch. I said: "Uncle Qi, can you tell me what was added to this soup? Why can't the food testing agency find it out, and your junior brother Zhang Wanda can't find it out either?" After hearing what I said, Uncle Qi actually sneered, as if he was very disdainful. He hesitated and said: "I can't find it either, there is really nothing wrong with this soup."

At this time, Zhou Mo was also a little anxious: "Uncle Qi, my father drinks this soup every day. What's wrong with this soup?"

Uncle Qi blinked and asked, "How long has your father been drinking it?" Zhou Mo thought for a moment and said, "About three months." Uncle Qi nodded and said, "Tell your father not to drink it again." Zhou Mo asked, "Why?" Uncle Qi remained silent again. Zhou Mo was anxious. She was 100% sure that there must be something wrong with the soup. In a hurry, she suddenly knelt down and said seriously, "Uncle Qi, please save my father. Can you give me some advice?"

Uncle Qi sighed and said, "This soup contains a chronic poison. Drinking it once or twice, or for ten days or half a month is fine, and you may even feel like you're strong and energetic. But if you drink it for a long time, your body's functions will gradually fail, and modern medicine can't find any problems. When you go back, tell your father not to drink this soup anymore."

Zhou Mo was sweating profusely after hearing this. He kept saying thank you and stood up to take me away, but I didn't move and was still looking at Uncle Qi. Zhou Mo asked, "Wang Hao, what's wrong?" I looked at Uncle Qi and said, "Uncle Qi, thank you for your advice. But can you be a good person to the end? Tell us who the murderer is. If the murderer is not eliminated, he will poison us again in the future." Zhou Mo asked curiously, "Isn't the murderer Xiao Wei? Didn't you see him poisoning with your own eyes?" I shook my head and said, "This kind of chronic poison cannot even be detected by regular institutions. How could someone like Xiao Wei be the real murderer? There must be someone else." Zhou Mo took a breath of cold air: "You mean..." She didn't say anything else, we all understood.

Uncle Qi was still indifferent, and just said lightly: "I don't know who the murderer is." Zhou Mo looked at Uncle Qi and said seriously: "Uncle Qi, that man is highly respected, and my father trusts him very much. Unless you do it yourself, no one will suspect him." Uncle Qi smiled bitterly: "Me? Will my words work? Everyone knows that he is upright and chivalrous, and is a guest of honor for many dignitaries. Any word he says can be regarded as the supreme truth; but I am dark and despicable, cold and cruel, and can only associate with some petty thieves, like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats me. Who will believe what I say?"

These words consist of only a few dozen short words, but they contain so much sadness. Does Uncle Qi also have thousands of grievances in his heart?

"No, my dad will believe it." Zhou Mo said seriously.

"Who is your father?" Uncle Qi frowned.

"Zhou Honglin."

Zhou Mo only said three words, but Uncle Qi's expression suddenly changed. Then, he also said three words: "Let's go."

I couldn't understand why Uncle Qi, who claimed to have retired from society, stayed in the building and refused to go out, and didn't want to get involved in anything, left immediately after hearing the three words "Zhou Honglin". But these are not important. What is important is that Uncle Qi followed us out. Uncle Qi went downstairs coughing, and the residents in the building stood out and watched Uncle Qi leave in amazement.

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