Chapter 162: The Killer Hidden in the Dark
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Qiantian also said: "And I also washed those cups." It is also impossible to be toxic on the quilt. ā
He only said one sentence: "But none of you are the target of the killer, his target is only Richie." ā
"But if Richie's milk is poisonous, how did the killer poison it?!" Hong Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have found the crux of the problem.
"No, that glass of milk is poisonous!" Oz said suddenly.
"How do you know?"
"Look there. Oz stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where Richie had fallen, and there were broken cups and a pool of milk on the ground, and wild dogs that had escaped from there were convulsions, and in a few moments they were foaming at the mouth and fainting.
"I just saw him lick Richie's glass of milk, which should prove that the milk is poisonous, right?"
"Let's go, let's go back to the woman who bought milk!" Hongyu felt a chill in his heart, what a terrible killer!
Everyone didn't go far, and they were all swordsmen who had cultivated well, and they returned to the place where they bought milk in a few breaths.
The woman was not still selling milk, and there was nothing unusual about it. Seeing Hongyu and the others returning to him, he even greeted him warmly with a happy face: "How is it? I didn't lie to you! Is my milk fragrant and strong?"
Isn't it her?
"Well, your milk is really delicious. So, I'd like to buy six more!" said Hongyu as he pulled out three silver coins from his pocket. but was stopped by Ritchie's outstretched hand.
"Wait! You are a guest from afar, how can you let you spend money? or I'll come!" Richie didn't allow Hongyu to refute at all, and directly gave the money in his hand to the woman who bought milk.
The smile on her face was even bigger.
Hongyu and the others left again, but they did not go far, they carefully looked at everyone who bought milk from her. Some didn't drink it, and it looked like they were going to take it home, but many more drank it on the spot. Those who drank the milk did not have any abnormalities.
Richie looked at it, and became a little thirsty, so he habitually put the milk in his hand into his mouth.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he stopped, "You can't drink." ā
"Why? They're all fine after drinking. ā
"Just because they're fine doesn't mean you're okay if you drink. ā
Rich was speechless for a while, and suddenly shouted, "Hey, come here!"
The person who had just bought a glass of milk not far away heard someone shouting, but when he looked closely, it was a strange boy. But there was no one else around, so he had to point to his nose and ask, "What did you call me?"
"Yes, it's you, come on!"
The man walked over with some confusion.
"This young master, what do you command?"
"This glass of milk in my hand is a little cold, yours must be hot, right? I'll give you two silver coins, how about we exchange them?" Richie said with a smile.
"Ah, why don't you buy a cup again? It's not too far, it's only a few steps away!"
"I'm too lazy to run, give me a happy word, can I change it?" Richie said so much, feeling more and more thirsty.
"Change!" The man took the two silver coins in Richie's hand, turned around and shook his head and left, secretly sighing in his heart, the life of a rich person is different, "too lazy to run" to spend two silver coins in vain!
Richie drank most of the glass in one go, swallowed hard, and said with some triumph: "That killer will never calculate that I will suddenly change a glass with someone!
As he was talking, a trace of black blood suddenly oozed from the corner of his mouth!
"First Solution-Return to Heaven!"
In a shadow not far away, a faint black shadow frowned.
"The three poisons have been cracked, is his spirit knife ability specifically for detoxification?"
Richie opened his eyes again. He smiled a little awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you." ā
"It's okay, we didn't expect you to be toxic if you just change a drink with someone. Hong Yu comforted, "Aren't you scared at all?"
"At first, I was a little scared, but after a lot of experience, I got used to it. Maybe I'll never open my eyes again, but so what?
"In the beginning? Were you often assassinated?"
"It's been many times anyway. ā
For a while, the atmosphere became a little awkward.
They could already confirm that the woman was not the one who poisoned her, and she could never have calculated that Richie would exchange a drink with someone, let alone with someone who was very honest and dutiful.
Hong Yu suddenly said, "Let's go back, I'm a little tired." ā
Richie was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Are you worried about me? It's okay, I don't care anyway, I can still know friends like you when I'm alive, I have no regrets in this life." ā
"Don't say such frustrating words, you're dead, what will your father do?!"
Hongyu and his party finally went back.
"I really don't know who this Yolanda family has offended, and they are actually targeted by such a powerful killer. Qiantian couldn't help but sigh.
"Well, maybe, without us having to do anything, Burris will be assassinated! That way, we can complete the mission without blood!" Oz leaned back in a very comfortable position.
"I just don't know who their enemy is, and if they kill us by mistake, it won't be good. ā
As the crowd chatted with each other, Oz suddenly sat up and made a silent gesture. There was an instant silence in the room.
After a while, a crisp female voice came from the door: "Is Mr. Hongyu here?
When Hongyu saw Burris, the old man, who was still in good spirits last night, seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.
Seeing Hongyu walk in, Burris personally got a glass of red wine. Hongyu hurriedly took it with both hands and thanked him again and again.
"Can you tell me more about this morning?" said Burris, looking at Hongyu with blazing eyes.
Since a year ago, the Yolanda family has felt that someone is dealing with them, and some important family members have been assassinated one after another, and his only son has been assassinated as many as nine times!
But now being assassinated three times in just two days is simply mad!
Hong Yuzai carefully narrated it from beginning to end.
Burris leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. There was a sudden silence.
Hong Yu picked up the red wine in front of him, and with a flick of his wrist, the red wine swirled along the wine glass.
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