Chapter 13 Poisoning the Soup
Only a few people had access to Wen Yu that day.
I took a fruit knife and went through them one by one.
The knife tip pointed at their knuckles, stopped at their wrists.
No one admitted it, but the knife danced on their fingers. I saw their hands shake.
I wasn't afraid of killing the wrong one. I was only afraid of letting one go.
The one I identified finally averted his eyes, trembling.
Good.
Wen Family.
As expected.
I flipped over the wall while the kitchen was busy.
I held the knife to the chef's neck.
I poured the liquid labeled "Paraquat" from the bottle into the soup.
The soup tureen was sent out through the small window. Half an hour later, I withdrew the knife.
The chef was drenched in cold sweat, staring at me like I was a demon.
I flipped out the window and hid in the shadows to watch.
The chef screamed as he ran out.
"Don't drink the soup! It has Paraquat in it!"
Spoons, bowls, and dishes shattered. The Wen Family rushed to induce vomiting and called the hospital.
They turned pale from the pumping.
The vixen yelled to call the police.
The doctor came in with the test report.
"It's just ordinary home-cooked food. There's nothing in it."
Poisoning was illegal. There had been nothing to begin with.
I wanted to kill them all, but if I went to jail, no one would take care of Wen Yu.
I wanted to report them to the police, but Wen Yu told me to forget it—they couldn't be caught.
Before, Wen Qi and I had only played small games. When big families really fought, the waters ran too deep.
But I wouldn't let them go.
I had someone take photos of Wen Family's father fooling around outside and sent them to the vixen. I told Wen Family's father about the vixen's gambling debts outside.
I didn't spare the Wen Group either. I reported them for tax evasion, fire code violations...
I studied seriously for the first time to find their loopholes.
As for Wen Qi, I hadn't made my move yet when he was sent abroad.
What a pity.
But I wasn't done.