The village committee secretary's face instantly darkened.
Song Zhi took everything in and sneered in his heart. This Wu Caijuan is really stupid.
She turned around and waved to Nie Jinmei in the crowd.
Nie Jinmei hurriedly stumbled over carrying a pile of things. There were too many things and they were too heavy. She was exhausted after walking these two steps.
"Comrade Nie, give me the kitchen knife in the basket."
Song Zhi said to her.
Nie Jinmei didn't understand why, but she still took out the kitchen knife and handed it over.
They just bought this kitchen knife in town today, and it is very sharp.
Song Zhi grabbed the dead chicken on the ground and lifted the whole chicken up by its neck.
Everyone looked at her in confusion.
Seeing the knife in her hand flashing with cold light, everyone subconsciously dodged to the side.
In full view of everyone, Song Zhi raised his knife and chopped off the chicken's neck with one stroke.
Everyone was shocked to find that there was no blood.
Song Zhi put down the kitchen knife and plucked the feathers from the chicken's neck with force. Two bloody holes appeared in front of everyone.
"Ah! This chicken has been sucked dry of blood by a weasel!"
The villagers looked at the familiar bloody hole and suddenly exclaimed.
Their village is close to a mountain, and there are many weasels on the mountain.
Especially in winter, this weasel would come down the mountain from time to time to cause trouble.
Almost every household has chickens killed by weasels.
So when everyone saw that the chicken was not bleeding and there was a bloody hole on its neck, they knew what was going on.
Hearing what everyone said, Song Zhi curled his lips.
In her previous life, she also heard by chance that chickens killed by weasels would not bleed, and two huge bloody holes would be left on their necks.
Song Zhi had just discovered a clue on the chicken. The feathers on the dead chicken were all clean, with only a little blood around the two blood holes on the neck.
As expected, she was right.
She threw the dead chicken on the ground and looked at Wu Caijuan coldly.
"Is this chicken yours?"
Wu Caijuan avoided her gaze and said nothing.
Seeing this, Song Zhi curled his lips, picked up the chicken again, and brought it in front of her, forcing her to look directly at the chicken. He asked again: "Look carefully, is this chicken yours?"
Everyone looked at her in confusion, not understanding what her strange behavior meant.
What puzzled everyone even more was that Wu Caijuan, who had just been saying that her chickens had been stolen, now did not dare to respond.
"If this chicken is yours, and it was sucked dry of blood by a weasel in your chicken coop, why would its corpse appear in the cotton field?" Song Zhi stared into Wu Caijuan's eyes and asked in a puzzled manner.
"You live in the west end of the village, right? The cotton fields are on the east side, so far away from your home. Could a weasel really drag your chickens that far?"
If it was really as Song Zhi said, it would have to cross at least half of the village. If the weasel wanted to cross the village, how could it not be discovered by the villagers?
Everyone vaguely sensed something and their eyes changed when they looked at Wu Caijuan.
Wu Caijuan didn't dare to say a word. She clenched the corner of her clothes and looked around, but she didn't dare to look Song Zhi in the eye.
"Could it be that someone deliberately threw the chicken carcasses into the cotton field in order to blackmail others?" Song Zhi said with sudden realization, her eyes falling on Wu Caijuan meaningfully.
Wu Caijuan's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately denied it in a hoarse voice: "No, this chicken is not mine!"
"oh?"
Song Zhi stretched out the last syllable and looked at her with amusement.
"Isn't that what you said just now? You said that this chicken is the lifeblood of your family, and you, an orphan and a widow, have to rely on it to survive. How can you admit your lifeblood's mistake?"
"I must have seen it wrong because of my old eyesight. My chicken has a circle of red feathers. It must have gotten lost and hasn't come back yet. This chicken is definitely not mine."
Wu Caijuan's face turned pale, her teeth were chattering, and she spoke very quickly.
In order to make everyone believe it, she even quickly picked up the chicken and gestured at its neck.
"Right here, my chicken has a circle of red feathers here."
However, how could everyone not see what she was thinking?
If this is true, how come Wu Caijuan didn't notice such an obvious feature at first?
Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "No problem. Since this chicken isn't yours, and Dabao, Erbao, and Sanya didn't steal it, yet you beat them up like this, what should we do with them?"
She pushed out the three little guys who were beaten black and blue.
Wu Caijuan's eyes were wide open and cold sweat broke out on her back. She bit her lip guiltily and didn't dare to speak. She had completely lost her previous domineering attitude.
"You hit me so hard when you beat me, and now you don't dare to speak?"
Song Zhi's voice suddenly sank, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She had hit the three little guys hard, and the injuries would definitely not heal in ten days or half a month.
Seeing this, the villagers looked at the three children who were beaten beyond recognition and began to criticize Wu Caijuan.
"Wu Caijuan, you are so foolish! You don't even recognize your own chicken, yet you are wrongly accusing others."
"Look at what you've done to these kids."
"I was so lucky to believe what you said just now. I didn't expect you to be such a liar!"
Wu Caijuan was so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.
"Secretary, now that everything is clear, you must seek justice for Dabao and the others."
Seeing this, Song Zhi looked at the silent village committee secretary and reminded him.
"Now that the truth has come out, I can't deny what I just said."
Ran Qiu was usually weak and had no say in the village, let alone the three little guys. Because they had stolen food from the villagers before and were caught and educated by the team, no one cared about them.
The four of them were bullied by everyone in the village.
Ran Qiu looked at Song Zhi who had been helping them.
He knew their situation clearly. If it weren't for Song Zhi, even if it was eventually discovered that the chicken was not stolen by Dabao and his friends, the matter would have been covered up.
Song Zhi deliberately said this in public so that the village committee secretary would have to handle the matter fairly.
Nie Jinmei didn't know why Song Zhi wanted to help these people, but after seeing the situation clearly, she was also extremely angry.
"Secretary, this matter cannot be taken lightly. It is wrong to hit people no matter what, let alone to wrongly accuse a good person!" She stood beside Song Zhi and said to the village committee secretary.
The village committee secretary frowned and thought for a while before relaxing his expression. He smiled at them, raised his hand soothingly, and said slowly, "It's just a misunderstanding. Since it's just a misunderstanding, let's just let it go. We're all from the same village, so there's no need to make a big fuss about it, right?"
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