Chapter 33
"I guess they were badly injured. Just think about what happened last night. When I touched their noses this morning, they were already dead. What a waste of all my medicine."
The trafficker was very distressed, and he glanced at Shen Jiao and kept nagging,
"I was hoping to sell it for a good price, but now I have to throw it away. This back and forth..."
"Take me to see it." Shen Jiao didn't want to listen to his rambling and interrupted him directly.
The human trafficker took one look at her and took her away without hesitation. He covered the body with some straw and threw it on the car. The bloodstains in the warehouse had not been cleaned up yet.
"Just watch, young lady. I can't really deceive you. Speaking of which... you have to give me at least two coins. Although I promised you to keep him for two days, if this man dies, it's not my fault. The medicine for his wounds is of the best quality. I was hoping to sell it for a good price to support my family..."
As he spoke, he began to complain again.
Shen Jiao was really impatient after hearing this and threw a piece of silver over to him, but he still thought it was too light, saying that he had spent quite a bit of money on it as well.
Shen Jiao waved his hand and directly exposed the truth: "Come on, you, one coin for two living people, you should consider how much you have earned. If you keep talking nonsense, I won't give you a penny. I will directly ask the patrol disciples to sue you for extortion. Don't forget that they died on their own. I was not there."
The trafficker was also very shrewd. Seeing that she knew so much, he knew that she was closely related to Tongcai Villa. Seeing that she even wanted to examine the corpse, he was afraid that it would really cause trouble. He immediately put on a smile and said, "Oh, you are right. You can't hide anything from the young lady. It's inevitable to make calculations in a small business. Just watch, just watch."
Shen Jiao saw him step aside and then he watched quietly.
First, both of them were dead. Second... they died completely. Third... it was hot, and it smelled terrible after just a short while. Finally—
"Cover it up, it's too ugly."
Compared to this, Xue Shun's face still looks like that of a living person.
The trafficker covered it up with a jerk, and asked curiously, "What did you see, young lady? Could it be that they didn't die on their own, but were silenced by someone?"
He stroked his palm across his neck and deliberately lowered his tone.
Shen Jiao curled her lips: "How should I know? I didn't see it."
"So you were just now?"
"I haven't seen a dead person in a long time. I can't be nostalgic."
Shen Jiao held up the fence and walked towards the warehouse.
The human trafficker was still standing there in a daze.
Nostalgia?
What's there to be sad about?
He followed in disbelief and saw Shen Jiao walk around inside and come out quickly.
He stepped forward again, not giving up, and asked carefully, "Girl...did you find anything?"
"Yes," Shen Jiao nodded, then shook his head, sighed, and patted the dust on his hands, saying, "This place is really dirty and messy. It smells like a dead body. Clean it up, or anyone who lives here will die."
The trafficker didn't want to say anything anymore, but he felt suffocated if he didn't say anything: "Girl, you actually noticed something, but you didn't want to tell me. You're afraid that others will find out and you'll be on guard, right?"
Shen Jiao paused clapping and said, "No, why do you think so? Do you know something?"
The two people looked at each other across the fence.
Trafficker: "I've heard storytellers say that. People like you, who are so confident about seeing a corpse, usually see something. Then they babble on and on about things that are hard to understand. Then, after a while, they finally discover the murderer and unravel a conspiracy."
"I wish it were that interesting," Shen Jiao said with little interest. "I'm not a coroner, and I don't know how to investigate cases and catch criminals, so how can I find out anything?"
"So what are you looking at?"
"Just in case," Shen Jiao said, "if I could figure something out, it would be a shame not to come. But in the end... well, it still didn't work."
Why is she sighing?
The human trafficker felt that he should be the one sighing, as he had expected so much in vain.
And why do you have to say it’s still not possible.
How many times has she done this kind of inexplicable thing?
If you don't know how to do it, don't make trouble. Leave it to those who know how to do it!
Human trafficker: "Then...should we report it to Tongcaifang?"
Tongcaifang was the most profitable business before Tongcai Villa was established. It was also the largest and most famous gambling house in Sheng State. It had only a few branches, but earned countless amounts of gold and silver. It was inevitable that there were some shady transactions in private. Later, the owner of the villa, Xue Wuliang, established Tongcai Villa to sweep away the old customs. Shops were everywhere, and those shady businesses were no longer done. Tongcaifang was still open, but it became a place to handle the affairs of the people, similar to a government office, but much more messy than that one, with unclear division of labor, but it did things much faster.
If there is murder, it should be reported and investigated.
Shen Jiao: "It's up to you. This is none of my business."
She just came to watch the fun and left after watching.
"Hey, this..." The human trafficker shouted, but she didn't turn around.
It's better to have less trouble than more...
The human traffickers harnessed the cart and took the two men to a mass grave outside the county and buried them.
Shen Jiao went out and met the blackmailer again.
It was still the same place as yesterday, and the same little beggar with green eyes. Shen Jiao looked at her warily, and she looked at Shen Jiao excitedly.
The wounds on his body had been bandaged, and the rubs weren't too dirty, so he looked a little better, but that was all.
"Sister Benefactor!" Little Amu happily took two steps towards her.
Shen Jiao ran away as fast as he could.
Master once said that the word "benefactor" is often the beginning of trouble.
She agreed with that.
He ran a long way in one breath, and when he looked back... he was really persistent.
Even if she wasn't tired, Shen Jiao was tired.
"What do you want to do? Have you forgotten what I said yesterday?"
"I remember," little Amu nodded hurriedly, "I did clean myself up. I washed my hands and face!"
She panted and spread her little hands in front of Shen Jiao, and they were still very dirty.
"Why!"
She looked at it in surprise, then shrank back, rubbed it on her clothes, and explained,
"I washed it this morning."
That's not the point at all.
Shen Jiao was considering whether to dig out her eyes.
She was completely unaware of the danger, and took off a bunch of random things from her neck, handed them over, and said, "Sister Benefactor, this is for you."
"Shells and stones?"
"The sea god grants you eternal life!" Little Amu said loudly, and his shriveled little black face seemed to be radiant.
Oh, I see.
"Are you from Jiao Country?"
The skin color of the people there is different from that of other countries, and their beliefs are also very diverse.
Carrying shells and stones, shouting that the sea god is immortal...
"From the Moon Clan?"
"Yeah, my name is Xiao Amu."
Shen Jiao didn't even ask.
"Nice name. I'll take the stuff and leave."
"Yeah." She nodded vigorously.
Shen Jiao took a few steps, half-believing, and looked back. She was still standing there. After a few dozen more steps, she looked past the pedestrians and saw that she was still there, but she hadn't caught up with her. This made Shen Jiao breathe a sigh of relief, and she hurried away...
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