It was night, and the crescent moon in the west gradually climbed up to the roof. The whole town was quiet and quiet, even the insects in the corners of the wall had fallen asleep.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the courtyard wall, and a thin and agile figure climbed up the wall neatly.
He sat on the wall for a while, listening to what was going on in the room with his ears straightened up. He was sure that a dead dog that had repeatedly done bad things would not jump out. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it, this dead dog is finally gone!"
After that, he jumped down from the wall and sneaked through the backyard. Under the dim moonlight, he touched the stove here and there and lifted the lid of the bucket here and there, as if he was looking for something.
After finding nothing, he reluctantly reached the door of the house.
He pulled out a thin dagger from his waist and inserted it silently into the door latch. He put his other hand on the door handle and started to pry the door open. Unexpectedly, before he could exert any force, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
"Ah——" He was startled, turned around and wanted to run away. The next moment, he received a heavy blow on the back of his head, and he fell to the ground with stars in front of him.
"We've got it, we've got it, baby, we've got it!"
Song Cai rushed over excitedly, suppressed the little man tightly, cut his hands behind his back, and took out the ropes he had prepared and tied them tightly.
But Song Xixi felt something was wrong, and quickly lit a lamp and shined it on the little man's face, and found that it was a completely unfamiliar face. Her brows furrowed tightly: "He is not the escaped Thief Thirteen."
"What?" Song Cai's eyes widened and he stared at the face of the person below him, unable to accept it: "Good boy, are you sure it's not you?"
Song Xixi nodded: "No, I have seen Shisan's portrait, and there is no similarity with him at all. Even the height, short, fat and thin are far different from him."
Song Cai was extremely disappointed. He stood up and kicked the unconscious man hard: "Bah, all the work in the middle of the night was wasted!"
Song Xixi went to the kitchen to scoop out a basin of water and splashed the little man's head and face.
It was a cold autumn night, and the little man suddenly woke up and shouted in horror: "Help, help -"
"Shut up!" Song Cai was already very irritable. Hearing his screams in a broken voice, he got so angry that he slapped him: "If you dare to scream again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
The little man was immediately speechless, and his face was covered with tears from holding back his nose.
Song Xixi asked: "Is it you who touched me the day before yesterday and last night?"
The little man wanted to deny it, but when he faced Song Cai who grabbed a dagger and stared at him threateningly, he nodded whimperingly: "Yes, it's me, me, me, me. My family is poor, with elderly parents above me and others who are crying for food."
My child just wanted to steal something valuable...I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again, please forgive me, please forgive me, wuwu..."
Song Cai was extremely disgusted: "What can I do if I have hands and feet? I have to be a thief to steal other people's things. Since my hands and feet are useless, I think it's better to chop him off!"
The little man was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he cried bitterly and begged for mercy again.
Song Xixi rubbed her forehead and looked at Song Cai: "Look at the size of his soles and see if they are consistent with the footprints left yesterday."
When Song Cai heard this, he stared at the little man's feet and compared them carefully, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be about the same."
Song Xixi asked the little man again: "What do you want to steal when you come to my house? You'd better think about it before answering, otherwise I won't mind cutting off your hands and feet now."
The little man was about to lie when he met Song Xixi's cold eyes, and all the lies on his lips became the truth: "Yes, someone hired me at a high price to come here to steal some ingredients for making tofu..."
Song Cai was very angry and asked: "Who hired you?"
The little man said in fear: "I, I don't dare to say, I can't afford to offend you, and you can't afford to offend me either."
Song Cai drew a dagger on his wrist: "Are you going to say it or not?"
The little man had no choice but to pour the beans out of a bamboo tube and tell the man behind the scenes: "Yes, it's the mayor's cousin. He, he, he, he, he saw that your tofu business is doing well, so he just wanted to get the tofu recipe and return it.
He gave me a pack of medicine, saying it would cause abdominal pain and diarrhea..."
After saying that, he looked at his waist and saw that the medicine was hidden in a cloth belt that had been wrapped several times.
Song Cai directly cut open his belt with a dagger, and sure enough he found an oil paper bag containing unknown gray powder.
Song Cai said angrily: "Liu is really not a thing. He was greedy for the money the government lent us before, but this time he even tried to make tofu recipes and added medicine to the tofu we made. It's so mean and vicious!"
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Song Xixi took the medicine package and looked at it, but couldn't tell what kind of poison it was, so she planned to take it to Wang's house early tomorrow morning to ask.
As for the thief... she asked coldly: "How did you know that the person who asked you to drug him was Mayor Liu's cousin? Did he announce his family name or did you know him before?"
The little man completely gave up his resistance and said everything in front of the father and daughter: "I haven't seen it, he said it himself. He also said that after the matter is completed, he will ask Mayor Liu to arrange a serious job for me with less work and more money.
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Song Cai slapped him across the face: "You ungrateful thing, for the sake of this little benefit that I don't know if it can be realized, you dare to come to my house and drug me. If something serious happens to someone's life, you will be a murderer!"
After that, without even looking at the pleading thief, he asked Song Xixi in a low voice: "Good boy, do you want to send him to the government to accuse Mayor Liu's cousin of seeking wealth and murder?"
It would be best to unseat Mayor Liu so that he can no longer bully others.
"No rush."
Song Xixi pinched the medicine bag and her eyes were calm: "We have been in the tofu business for more than half a year. Mayor Liu's cousin jumped out at this time without planning it. Isn't it a coincidence?"
Song Cai's heart skipped a beat: "Good boy, what do you mean..."
Song Xixi shook her head: "This is just my guess. I won't know until dawn."
As she said that, she looked at the whimpering little man, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up from the ground like a chicken: "It depends on how you behave next."
The little man couldn't breathe smoothly, and his face turned purple from suppressing the pressure: "I, I listen to my aunt, I must behave well, wuwu, don't, don't kill me, wuwu..."
Only then did Song Xixi feel satisfied.
Early the next morning, the Song family's tofu shop was open as usual, and the chopping boards were full. Song Cai was busy greeting the customers, as if nothing happened last night.
Several regular customers didn't see Niu Hua'er, so they asked, "Why isn't the boss lady here?"
Song Cai sighed: "This woman drank a bowl of tofu in the morning and complained that she felt uncomfortable. She is lying in the room right now. She will have to call the doctor to come over and take a look at her later. Alas, this woman is in trouble!"
The regular customers didn't think much about it, and after a few words of concern, they left with their tofu in hand. They had no idea that someone had listened to their conversation, and walked away with a sneer.