"I deeply regret not putting more poison in your food, so you could have lived until now." Chef He spoke with righteous indignation, truly regretting his actions. If he hadn't been soft-hearted, would he have succeeded a month ago?
Today, upon learning that the old man was hosting guests, I suddenly had a whimsical idea: to use this meal to send him to his death. That way, no one would suspect him. Little did I expect that a young girl would see through my plan.
Even more bizarrely, he tried to escape through the secret passage, but was pulled back by a force and caught as soon as he came out of the cave.
Thinking about it now, it's eerie and terrifying, like being dragged by a ghost.
"Who instructed you? Just tell me, and I'll consider our past relationship and not hand you over to the authorities." In order to find out who was behind this, Fu Jialin decided to take a step back. He would let him go if he revealed who was behind it, but he would not be spared any punishment.
"Don't expect to get any useful information out of me. If you dare to do it, you're not afraid to die." After saying these harsh words, Chef He did not change his mind even when he was being pressed to the ground.
"Oh? Then let's give it a try." Qiao Xiaoni waved the plate she had just taken from the kitchen in front of him: "You should be very familiar with this stuff. If I feed you all of it, you won't die anytime soon."
It will only keep your body burning until all the water in your body evaporates, and you might still be clinging to life! After you die, the symptoms will be exactly the same as a fever, and outsiders won't be able to detect it at all.
Am I right?
"You!" Chef He roared, not knowing what to say. This little girl was no ordinary person; she even recognized such a rare poison.
He Jialin winked at the people beside him: "What are you all standing there for? Get started now."
The man took the plate, grabbed something from it, and stuffed it into Chef He's mouth.
Chef He had never seen anything like this before; it would have been much easier for him to just die.
Everyone dies eventually, sooner or later. He had long since become indifferent to life and death, but the thought of being burned alive still filled him with fear.
He had once experimented on a mouse, which lived for seven days before dying; a human would take at least ten days. He couldn't bear being tortured alive for ten days; he imagined himself constantly being shaken inside and refusing to let anyone put anything into his mouth.
"It's alright if it spills outside. I found a jar in the kitchen; it's enough for you to eat your fill." Qiao Xiaoni's icy voice startled Chef He, who knelt down on the ground in fear.
At this moment, Chef He felt as if his body was on fire, his internal organs were burning intensely, and he was sweating profusely from the pain.
Fu Boyi couldn't stand such a scene; he felt he couldn't bear it. Besides, he felt that Fu Chenqiu shouldn't have seen this, so he simply pulled him upstairs.
Tao Chunfang, a rural woman, had never seen such a scene before. Qiao Dashan immediately covered her eyes with his hands.
Seeing this, Su Chenhao walked over to him and said, "Brother, you can take your sister-in-law to the side hall to wait."
"Okay, your sister-in-law and I will wait for you there. We can't let things escalate; if someone dies, there won't be any way to clean up the mess," Qiao Dashan quickly instructed.
"You're doing what you're supposed to do, don't worry." Su Chenhao patted his shoulder and watched them go to the side hall before turning his attention back to the situation.
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