Chapter 330: Is He That Gullible?
Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Is He That Gullible?
Seeing Cheng Beilin and Du Haoran’s reactions, Brother Qi ground his teeth in frustration. But then he remembered what Su Qing had said—that even if he went to the hospital, the doctors wouldn’t be able to detect the poison. Suddenly, he felt like Su Qing was just bluffing.
’Hmph, does she think I’m that easy to fool?’
Brother Qi snorted coldly and said through clenched teeth, "You damned girl, you’re lying to me, aren’t you? What kind of poison can’t be detected by a doctor?"
"You don’t believe me?" Su Qing raised an eyebrow, a faint smile on her face as she looked at Brother Qi. She untied the ropes binding him and said, "Go on, press your sides, around your ribs. See if it feels like you’re being pricked with needles. And your chest—press it lightly. See if it feels numb and wooden."
’Besides, I’m here. It doesn’t matter whether this Brother Qi is tied up or not; he won’t be trying any tricks.’
Brother Qi, refusing to believe her, glanced at Su Qing and lightly pressed his sides. Instantly, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His ribs, which had felt fine moments ago, now felt as if they were being stabbed by needles. The pain was so intense he couldn’t help but double over. His heart trembled, and he quickly pressed his chest, freezing on the spot.
’It’s real!’
’His chest was truly numb and wooden, as if... as if he were pressing on a piece of wood that wasn’t even part of his own body!’
He’d never felt anything like this before. He had always been healthy, getting a full check-up at the hospital every year without any issues. He was as strong as an ox. So what was happening now?
’Could it be? Was that thing the damned girl fed me really poison?’
’The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became!’
The fear of death enveloped Brother Qi’s heart. Despite living a dangerous life on the edge, he actually cherished his life more than anything. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone out of his way to get a peace charm from a Feng Shui Master to carry with him at all times.
"Ma’am, just tell me what you want me to do. Anything, just spare my life." Brother Qi no longer dared to question Su Qing, stumbling over his words to placate her. If such an unbelievable poison really existed, then the antidote could only come from her.
"Simple enough," Su Qing said, pointing toward Cheng Beilin. "When you get back to Xiangcheng, you will help the Cheng Family testify against the mastermind behind this. Hiring someone for a kidnapping... that’s no small crime. You understand what I mean, right?"
Su Qing never doubted that Brother Qi would be able to return to Xiangcheng. After all, he was from Xiangcheng and an influential figure in the Hetian Association. There was no way they would let him stay in the mainland—they couldn’t afford to demoralize the men under them, could they?
"Understood, understood." Brother Qi got it immediately. "Don’t worry, I guarantee I’ll help the Cheng Family put An Zhiwei behind bars."
Cheng Beilin’s heart soared with joy when she heard this. As long as this Brother Qi was willing to testify, with her Cheng Family’s resources, they would definitely get her the justice she deserved.
Hearing Brother Qi’s promise, Su Qing smiled, took out a small packet of powder, and handed it to him. "Whenever the pain starts, just dissolve a small pinch of this in water and drink it. It will alleviate the pain. Once the Cheng Family’s matter is resolved, I will naturally give you the final antidote."
"Yes, yes." Brother Qi quickly took the packet of powder as if it were a priceless treasure, carefully placing it in a pocket close to his body. This was his lifeline. He then asked cautiously, "Ma’am, if I help the Cheng Family bring the An Family’s An Zhiwei to justice, you will definitely give me the antidote, right?"
Su Qing gave a faint smile. "I will."
’As if!’
Su Qing had the antidote, but there was no way she would ever give it to this scum. Moreover, the so-called "pain-relieving powder" she gave him, while it could ease the pain, was actually another type of poison. When the two poisons combined, it would only hasten Brother Qi’s death.
Su Qing felt no psychological burden whatsoever in killing scum like him. For a degenerate like this, not killing him would be an injustice to the public.
Xiangcheng didn’t have the death penalty, so she would just have to carry out the sentence herself.
After Brother Qi was taken away, Cheng Beilin grabbed Su Qing’s hand and said gratefully, "Qingqing, if it weren’t for you this time, I would have been done for. Thank you, thank you so much."
Su Qing smiled. "We’re friends. Saying all this makes us sound like strangers."
Cheng Beilin laughed. "Still, I have to thank you. When I get home, I’ll tell my older brother and my parents. They’ll definitely prepare a thank-you gift for you, and you’re not allowed to refuse it. If you do, it means you don’t see me as a friend."
"Alright, I’ll listen to you," Su Qing said with a smile. She knew Cheng Beilin wouldn’t be happy if she refused. It didn’t matter. She could just give her something good in return later. Relationships were a two-way street; they lasted longer with a bit of give and take.
"Su Qing, was the poison you gave that Brother Qi real?" Du Haoran had been quiet until now, but with just the three of them left, he couldn’t hold back his curiosity. He had never heard of a poison that couldn’t be detected by doctors. After all, once a toxin enters the body, it will affect one’s health. At most, they might not be able to identify the specific type of poison.
"It was fake," Su Qing said with a laugh. Du Haoran was a doctor, skilled in both traditional Chinese and Western medicine. She had no intention of arguing the point with him, since her powders couldn’t be explained by modern medicine anyway.
Hearing this, Du Haoran laughed. "You’re really something. You had that Brother Qi so completely fooled, he actually believed you."
"Of course. My Qingqing is amazing," Cheng Beilin said, beaming with vicarious pride.
Having learned from Brother Qi where the bones of the murder victims were located, Su Qing went with Qiao Wensong and his team to a large pit on the north side of the plantation. Sure enough, inside they found numerous skeletons, so decomposed that their faces were unrecognizable. The sheer number of them was horrifying.
Despite the large number of skeletons, Su Qing was still able to identify Wang Xuehong’s remains based on certain features. Seeing that Wang Xuehong had been murdered, Su Qing couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow.
Su Qing pointed out Wang Xuehong’s remains to Qiao Wensong. He knew, of course, that one of the reasons Su Qing had gotten involved in this case was because of Wang Xuehong. He sighed and said to her, "You’ve done everything you could for this matter. Leave the rest to us. I’ll contact the head of your village, explain the situation in detail, and coordinate with them on the follow-up procedures."
"Alright. Thank you for your hard work, Captain Qiao." Su Qing nodded, then added after a moment of thought, "Oh, right. Please don’t tell our village head that I was involved in this. I don’t want him to worry."
"Okay, don’t worry."
The night raid on the plantation successfully wiped out all the criminals operating there. Several of the leaders were from Xiangcheng; besides Brother Qi and a few others from the Hetian Association, there were also two men from the Jiu Ying Gang. With much left to handle, Gu Xinsheng had to remain in the mountains to oversee the situation. He arranged for someone to first escort Su Qing, Cheng Beilin, and Du Haoran out of the mountains. He also had his people contact the Cheng Family in Xiangcheng to arrange for them to pick up Cheng Beilin and take her home.
As for Su Qing, Gu Xinsheng urged her to return to Beijing as soon as possible. After all, she had shown her face to those criminals from Xiangcheng. Although she was highly skilled, there were still risks until the matter was completely resolved. In any case, it would be much safer for her within the compounds of Beijing.