"Angel, didn't you say that last time was the last time?"

The man spoke, his tone more like pleading.

"Gudu... Chief Ma, Chief Ma."

Another voice seemed to take a sip of tea, then responded with a smile, the voice full of joking.

"We agreed, five hundred thousand in exchange for one year."

"There's no point in going back on your word midway."

Crunch - crunch -

The man drinking tea seemed to have bitten off a small piece of the cup and kept chewing it.

The friction sound makes the scalp numb.

"But you...you never said that the money was collected by the villagers. I feel really sorry..."

Bang!

The man drinking tea slammed the table, causing the dishes to shake.

He spoke again, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Sorry? I never saw you like this when I took the money."

"You should know that what I need is just a village chief, and it doesn't have to be Village Chief Ma."

"In other words... I ask you not to listen to evildoers as the village chief, and the villagers must accept it obediently, right?"

"Ouch!!"

The sound of an ape's cry sounded just right in the room, seeming to be responding to the man's words.

"Ha, you beast."

The man was amused and his words softened a bit.

"I know you have contacts with the man named Song in Huajiang Village."

"I also know that your mother moved to the village specifically to meet him."

"I will not pursue the matter of sending children out."

"The old lady is not in good health. Don't let her be too tired."

"…Understood."

As soon as he mentioned the old woman at the head of the village, the village chief immediately became obedient.

He nodded and said no more.

The room fell into silence briefly.

After a while, the man drinking tea asked again.

"Have you put your things away?"

"Let it go, let it go."

The village chief nodded seriously, with a suppressed smile in his voice.

"So is the tea you just drank."

"puff!!"

Chaotic sounds came, followed by yelling and wailing.

"Chirp!"

The little fox rubbed his nose and held back his sneeze.

She had been squatting at the door and listened clearly to the conversation inside.

Judging from the tone and title, one is the village chief. Although he doesn't know the other... Hu Xiaobei knows the monkey.

The man drinking tea should be Wei Shanhe.

He bribed the village chief and put something into the villagers' meals.

"This must have happened a long time ago."

The little fox frowned humanely.

Hear No Evil has already passed into the hands of Wang Jin. The old lady in the village died more than ten years ago.

"In other words, what happened many years ago is being repeated here."

"But Wei Shanhe shouldn't be among these people... Could it be that someone wants me to know something?"

The little fox put his hand on his chin and memorized all the clues as much as possible.

"He mentioned someone with the surname Song... it should be Song Paitou."

"The village chief has dealt with Song Paitou. It seems that Song Paitou has not been idle for so many years..."

"Come out quickly!"

The reasoning was interrupted, and Su Xi's roar came.

Illusions are just illusions after all, and they won't last long.

"broken."

The little fox frowned, turned around and wanted to run out.

Unfortunately, others are faster.

Bang!

The bedroom door was kicked open, and the tall man looked gloomy.

"Did you hear everything?"

He waved the kitchen knife in his hand and spoke slowly.

——

"Um…"

Wang Jin stood there, leisurely looking at the mermaid in front of him.

This mermaid is obviously larger, and the bones in the palm are exposed, forming a sharp blade.

He was staring at Wang Jin, his eyes full of hatred.

call--

The sharp bone spurs suddenly fell, causing gusts of wind.

"Tsk."

Wang Jin closed his eyes and walked forward slowly.

The mermaid passed right through him, like a harmless breeze.

Interestingly, after the mermaid passed through Wang Jin, she did not turn around and continued to pursue him.

He just continued to charge forward and rushed out of the house.

It seemed as if he heard someone calling him outside.

"...I hope everyone is okay."

Wang Jin looked at the drama fanatic at the door and quickly walked into the house.

He wants to find clues before conflict occurs between the two parties.

"This again."

Wang Jin picked up the teacup on the table and held down the hair inside.

"Hey, has this teacup been chewed on? Your teeth are really good."

"These are...monkey scratches."

"And this is..."

Wang Jin knelt down and pulled out a heavy wooden box from under the fire pit.

Open the lid and see a bright red piece.

"Two hundred thousand, a map, and hair."

The young man narrowed his eyes and began to profile.

This technique can not only be used to deduce the thoughts of a single person, but can also be used to roughly restore what happened in the past through various details.

After a while, Wang Jin opened his eyes and whispered softly.

"Wei Shanhe is really nothing."

Large dinner party, hair, money, scratches.
To be continued...