Jiang Jianwei was initially worried that Jiang Wanqing wouldn't admit it, but he didn't expect her to recognize it so readily. He licked his lips triumphantly and turned to look at the villagers.
"Did you all hear that? He admitted that the bead was hers. Doesn't that prove that she set fire to our house? First, she drove us away from here, and then she burned down our new home. She didn't want us to live!"
"How did Wanqing become like this? She was too ruthless."
"That's right. Family members are family after all. It's too much to treat someone like this."
...
The villagers started jeering again; they couldn't get enough of the Jiang family's drama. Jiang Wanqing watched coldly and casually tossed the bead back.
Jiang Xiu's mother picked it up like a precious treasure and put it in her arms: "You still want to destroy the evidence!"
"Hmph, evidence? I only said that this bead is mine, but I didn't say that I started the fire."
"What do you mean? The evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to argue!"
The couple couldn't wait to confirm her guilt; they probably couldn't wait to send her to prison.
Jiang Wanqing calmly sat down on a tree stump next to her and spread her hands: "Then go and call the police and let them investigate. What's the point of guessing here? I lost this bead before I went to Beijing. I think I lost it on the day you moved. I originally gave it to my mother. It wasn't worth much money. I just wanted to keep it as a memento. It turns out you stole it. How interesting."
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
It was like a blow to the spine. Oh no, they didn't even have such a thing. As soon as they heard that the bead was worthless, Jiang Xiu's mother immediately threw it away.
"Who stole your things! These fell from the fire you set yesterday, and you still won't admit it!"
"Do you know that these beads are not resistant to high temperatures or friction?"
"What...what do you mean?!"
Jiang Wanqing was too lazy to give the idiot a look and simply pointed to a villager.
“Pick it up and take a look.”
The man had never touched such a thing before, and thinking he was just joining in the fun, he picked it up.
"Scratch it with your fingernail."
He did as instructed, and as soon as he applied the dye, obvious scratches appeared on the beads.
"What kind of beads are these? They're so fragile, they're definitely fake!"
"let me see……"
"let me see……"
Everyone scrambled to look at the beads. Some people even tried to heat them with a match. Just as Jiang Wanqing had said, they were not heat-resistant or wear-resistant. After being handled by so many people, they immediately changed their appearance and looked worthless.
“You all saw it. This bead may not be worth much, but it is very precious. If I really left it at their house yesterday, how could it be completely undamaged after the fire was so hot and people walked around on it? There is only one reason: they stole this bead as a valuable treasure a long time ago and are now using it to frame me.”
She explained the situation clearly and logically, and everyone immediately fell silent. However, since they had come along to cause trouble, they still needed to get to the bottom of it.
"Besides this, how else can you prove that you didn't start the fire?"
"When you went to help yesterday, didn't you notice how the fire started? If you want me to plead guilty, shouldn't you at least offer some logic and reasoning?"
"this……"
In an instant, everyone looked at each other and started discussing it.
"I saw it. The fire started from the beam in Jianwei's storage room. It seems impossible for Wanqing, a girl, to do that..."
"That is..."
As the wind shifted, Jiang Jianwei, in a panic, bit his tongue and jumped out to stop her from turning the tables.
"Don't be fooled by her! There's no one else who wants to harm us but her."
"Speaking of harm, I haven't produced my evidence yet."
Jiang Wanqing spoke coldly, staring into Jiang Jianwei's eyes, her glare sweeping over Jiang Xiu's mother.
This provided a perfect opportunity to divert attention from the conflict, and the villagers who had been watching the spectacle immediately became interested again, smoothly following her lead in changing the subject.
What evidence do you have?
"this."
Jiang Wanqing took out half a piece of clothing, which still had some burn marks.
Jiang Jianwei thought she might produce some impressive evidence, but after reading it, he simply laughed.
"Hahaha... What does this prove?" He stood with his hands in his pockets, looking completely unconcerned.
"There's blood on this. I heard you two have a disease, and there's blood on this piece of clothing. Why don't you go to the hospital for a test to see if you have any diseases?"
When the topic of illness came up, the villagers suddenly remembered something and quickly moved away from Jiang Jianwei and his wife, their expressions varying.
She continued to move forward, holding the rag up in front of everyone.
"I'm willing to pay for the lab tests, and I can also call the police. I believe these pieces of clothing don't belong to anyone else, right? My parents had all sorts of tests done during their hospital stay, and they were absolutely fine. What about the others?"
There were only two sick people present, so how could the other villagers possibly admit to being sick? They immediately stepped back and shook their heads repeatedly.
"It wasn't me."
"It wasn't me either."
"I'm not sick."
"You...you all..." Jiang Jianwei's face turned red as he turned and pointed at Jiang Wanqing: "What is this!"
"This is nothing? Okay, let's call the police. Don't the police have special police dogs for solving cases? Bring them over to sniff around?"
They offered a rebuttal, but she countered with a more powerful and intimidating statement, leaving them speechless and hanging their heads.
Now that things had come to this, it was quite obvious who had set the fire, and everyone exclaimed that it was bad luck and turned to leave.
"Damn it, we've been tricked by those two Jiang brothers!"
"Jiang Jianwei is a real scoundrel; he'll be punished by heaven sooner or later!"
"It's not that it was going to happen sooner or later, it's already bad. Their illness... I don't even want to talk about it."
Uncle Shu was stunned. He wondered how Jiang Wanqing could find such deadly evidence in less than a day after Jiang Wanqing returned, when he had come to help after the fire at the Jiang family's house but hadn't found any scraps of cloth.
Of course, Jiang Wanqing wouldn't say that she set up Jiang Jianwei to leave this evidence last night, and he wouldn't dare admit that he came last night either, so he would have to admit to arson even if he didn't!
"Wanqing, send these two bastards to the police station! They're so heartless!" Uncle Shuan clenched his fists, his anger boiling over.
"Uncle Shuan, could you please call the police for me? I need to say a few words to them."
"Be careful."
"Um."
Shuan spat a few times before going out to call the police, while Jiang Jianwei and his wife were already terrified.
This whole family really went in and experienced it all without missing a single one.
"Jiang Wanqing, you...you can't treat us like this! Your grandmother is still at home, and she's relying on you because no one else is taking care of her!" Jiang Xiu's mother struggled in the end.
"She can't blame us. One of you will go to jail, and the other will stay behind to be tortured. Neither of you can escape!"
Jiang Wanqing's words were so powerful that the two of them instinctively clung to each other and backed away.
"You're too cruel! You won't get away with this!"
"Even if she's worse off than you, she's still worse off. Oh, and Jiang Xiu too. Her good days in the capital are about to begin. You'd better live well and see how your precious daughter digs her own grave step by step!"
Jiang Wanqing was like a demon from hell. Compared to arson, Jiang Jianwei felt that she was a thousand times more terrifying at this moment!
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