On the way back, Zheng Nanfeng looked behind him through the rearview mirror again. This time he noticed that a black car seemed to be following him. He turned the motorcycle into an alley, turning left and right. It is easier for a motorcycle to turn around in a narrow alley, but not for a car. Soon Zheng Nanfeng got rid of the stalker.
When Zheng Nanfeng returned home, Chen Yunxiang looked at the suitcase containing the money and said excitedly: "We succeeded again! This time the new house needs to be well decorated."
Zheng Nanfeng was not too excited. He whispered: "When I came back, I found that there seemed to be a car following me, but I got rid of it."
Chen Yunxiang hugged her husband: "You are so good! What a good man!"
Zheng Nanfeng added: "This shows that the other party is not willing to accept it. We must be careful in the future."
Chen Yunxiang nodded and said, "We will stop doing this in the future, and he won't be able to find us."
Xiao Meng lost track of his partner and returned to his brother's house in frustration. He said to his brother, "Damn, this guy is quite cunning. He rode an electric bicycle into the alley and swerved around, throwing me away."
Xiao Qiang said, "The person who can do this must have some brains. But we are not brainless. Let's find another way to find it."
Xiao Meng nodded: "No matter how great the Monkey King is, he can't escape from the Tathagata Buddha's hand. I must find this bastard and deal with him."
Xiao Meng followed the postmark of the anonymous letter and searched near the post office on Gymnasium Road. He checked the situation near the two mailboxes but did not get any clues. When he arrived at the third mailbox, he saw an old man repairing shoes sitting next to the mailbox. He walked up and said hello: "Uncle, are you busy?"
The old man looked up at him and asked, "Want to repair your shoes?"
Xiao Meng said, "You always polish my leather shoes." After saying that, he sat down on a small bench next to the old man.
The old man oiled and wiped Xiao Meng's leather shoes. Xiao Meng said: "Uncle, I want to ask you something."
"What's the matter?" The old man looked up and asked. There were deep wrinkles on his face. At first glance, he looked like a manual laborer who was often exposed to wind and sun.
"Has a young man of average height, neither fat nor thin, ever mailed a letter to this postbox recently?" As he spoke, Xiao Meng took out another box of Huanghelou brand cigarettes and handed one to the old man, and lit it for him.
The old man took a puff from his cigarette, exhaled the smoke happily, and then said: "There really is such a person. He has come to this postbox to post letters twice recently. Because there are very few people coming to the postbox to post letters now, I am quite impressed. "
"Then what does this person look like?" Xiao Meng asked again.
The old man took another drag on his cigarette, and then said: "A round face, parted hair, slender eyes, a big nose, thick lips, and a big mole on the lip. On a hot day, when he mailed a letter Wearing gloves. It's weird."
"Did he come here on a blue electric bicycle?"
"The first time I came on foot. The second time I came on an electric bicycle. It was blue."
The old man polished his leather shoes. After Xiao Meng paid the money, he gave the old man a box of cigarettes. The old man said that I only charge money for work. Xiao Meng said you should just accept it. Put the cigarette on the small bench and left.
When he arrived at his brother's company office, Xiao Meng reported to his brother what he had learned.
Xiao Qiang said: "It seems that this is the person who mailed the anonymous letter. He wore gloves to mail the letter on a hot day because he was afraid of leaving fingerprints on the envelope." He added: "I seem to have an impression of the appearance of the person you mentioned. "
"Have you seen him?" Xiao Meng stared at his brother excitedly and asked.
"Well, let me think about it." Xiao Qiang thought for a while and said, "At the beginning of spring, our company organized a spring outing, and the family members of the company employees also participated. This person seems to be a family member of the company employees." As he said that, he opened the Drawer, take out a file bag, the bag contains a stack of photos. "These are some photos taken during that spring outing." He took out the photos and looked through them, then pointed at a young man and said, "This man looks very similar to the person you mentioned as the postman. Look, he has a round face and a thin face. He has long eyes, a big nose, and a big black mole on his lips.”
Xiao Meng looked at the photo and nodded: "It's quite similar."
Xiao Qiang recalled: "He is the husband of Chen Yunxiang, a clerk in the administrative office, and his surname seems to be Zheng. I guess the person who wrote the anonymous letter may be someone from within the company, and I haven't guessed wrong yet."
Xiao Meng said: "I will show his photo to the old man who repairs shoes and it will be confirmed."
Xiao Meng showed Zheng Nanfeng's photo to the old man who was repairing shoes. The old man said, "Yes, that's him." Xiao Meng gave the old man another box of cigarettes.
The Xiao Qiang brothers began to plan ways to retaliate against Chen Yunxiang and his wife.
Xiao Meng began to quietly follow Chen Yunxiang, wearing a hat and mask and following her like a cat.
He discovered that she often bought pies from a Xingfa snack bar. Seeing her come to Xingfa Snack Bar again, he came closer and heard her laughing with the proprietress: "Your pie is delicious, my husband is willing to eat it. He often stays up late to watch football, so I bought it for him." He makes late-night snacks.”
The landlady smiled and said, "You care about him so much. You are such a good wife." She smiled again and said, "Are you willing to eat this pie too?"
Chen Yunxiang said with a smile: "Yes, when my husband eats, I also eat some."
They both laughed happily.
Xiao Meng thought, if I secretly poisoned the pie bought by Chen Yunxiang, then both of them would die from eating the pie in the middle of the night.
That evening, Xiao Meng saw Chen Yunxiang buying another pie at Xingfa Snack Shop, putting it in a plastic bag, and then walking to the bus stop. He immediately went and bought the same number of pies, put them in plastic bags and followed. While waiting for the bus, Xiao Meng secretly tampered with the pie in his bag.
The bus came, Chen Yunxiang got on the bus, and Xiao Meng followed and sat behind her. Xiao Meng was still wearing a hat and a large mask. After the car drove for a while, Xiao Meng saw Chen Yunxiang dozing off and quietly replaced the pie she placed next to her with the pie in his bag. He wears gloves so he won't leave fingerprints on the plastic bag.
Chen Yunxiang returned home and said to Zheng Nanfeng: "I bought another pie. Let's just have pie for dinner, so I don't have to cook it."
Zheng Nanfeng said happily: "Okay, I will never get tired of eating this pie."
Chen Yunxiang said: "I'll take a shower first, and then we'll eat pie."
While Chen Yunxiang was taking a bath, Zheng Nanfeng, who was already hungry, picked up a pie and ate it. After taking a few bites, he felt that the taste of the pie was not right, so he spit out the pie in his mouth and rinsed his mouth again. But after a while, I still felt uncomfortable in my stomach and intestines, and then I had vomiting, diarrhea, and foaming at the mouth. He shouted loudly: "Oh, my stomach hurts, it hurts so much!"
Chen Yunxiang heard the shouting and ran to the bathroom. When she saw Zheng Nanfeng lying on the ground, she asked urgently: "What's wrong with you?!"
Zheng Nanfeng covered his stomach and shouted, "My stomach hurts after eating this pie. It hurts so much!"
Chen Yunxiang quickly said that she should go to the hospital. They took the uneaten pie and took a taxi to the hospital.
The hospital found that there was rat poison in Zheng Nanfeng's gastric juice, and immediately gave him a gastric lavage and enema, and his condition improved.
The hospital inspected the pie brought by Chen Yunxiang and found that it contained rat poison. "
Chen Yunxiang's face turned pale when she heard this, "What's going on? I've bought pies from that snack bar many times, and there's never been any problems!"
Her heart was beating wildly. If Zheng Nanfeng ate all that pie...if he went to the hospital too late...then he might not be able to be saved. It was really scary. She said: "I have to go to Xingfa Snack Bar and ask."
Zheng Nanfeng said: "It's late today, let's go tomorrow."
Chen Yunxiang said: "No, you have to ask now. The sooner this matter is investigated, the better. If you are fine now, just lie down and rest. I will pick you up later."
The proprietress of Xingfa Snack Shop was all smiles when she saw Chen Yunxiang, "Girl, here you go to buy pies again."
Chen Yunxiang said: "Auntie, I have something to ask you."
The landlady looked at her strangely, "What do you want to ask me?"
Chen Yunxiang pointed to a corner of the store and said, "Let's go to a quiet place to talk."
After sitting down in the corner, Chen Yunxiang said to the proprietress: "My husband just ate the pie from your store. He foamed at the mouth and had stomach cramps. He went to the hospital immediately. The hospital checked and found that there was rat poison in the gastric juice. He was given it immediately. I got gastric lavage and enema, and then I recovered. The hospital checked the pie I brought and found rat poison in it."
