Chu Nanzhi continued to take a nap on the small wooden bed like yesterday. Not long after, she saw a middle-aged jailer with a beard sneaking up to the prison door and whispering to her:
"Mrs. Chu, little Chen Feng is the jailer in the prison. He took leave for the past two days and was not on duty in the prison. When he came back today, he heard about Mrs. Chu's defiance of power to plead for the people. I deeply admired him and thought
You will be released from prison tomorrow, so I specially bought a roast chicken to honor you, and I hope my wife will respect you and don't blame the younger one for coming here too late."
"It's not too late, it's not too late. I really deserve Mr. Chen's kindness."
Chu Nanzhi looked at him carefully, moved over to take the roast chicken, and smiled slightly at him.
Chen Feng also smiled warmly and replied: "Ms. Chu, please don't go out. It's just a trivial meal."
"Then I'll be ashamed to receive it."
Chu Nanzhi bowed her body to him respectfully, and quickly urged: "Mr. Chen, go on duty quickly, don't miss your job because of me."
"Okay, then, let me go to other places to inspect and see if there are any dishonest people."
After Chen Feng finished speaking, he hurriedly left.
After making sure that he was gone, Chu Nanzhi took out the silver needle and was about to test the poison when she heard the heavy footsteps again. She quickly hid the silver needle and took a closer look, only to find that it was the old jailer who was delivering prison meals slowly.
come over.
The old man was quite dissatisfied with her. The life in jail was more nourishing and happy than that of a god, so as soon as he arrived in front of her prison door, he began to wrinkle his old face tightly.
He handed the meal in through the crack of the cell door angrily, and when he saw the whole roast chicken next to her, his mouth watered with greed, and he sighed with some jealousy:
"Ms. Chu is really a blessed person. Every day, not only does the chief registrar personally deliver delicacies, but also the county government's sycophants give snacks, but even so, Mrs. Chu can still eat the rough food in the prison.
Rice is really something I admire."
Chu Nanzhi couldn't laugh or cry when he heard those words.
"Old man, you might as well just say that I am very good at eating."
Chu Nanzhi smiled coquettishly, brought the roasted chicken and deliberately handed it to him, stimulating: "I think the old man is greedy. If you want to eat roasted chicken, just tell me. I'm not reluctant to give it to you. Come on, take it."
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The old jailer swallowed again, licked his old face and was about to pick up the roast chicken, but Chu Nanzhi took it back: "Hey, old man, you see you are quite old, you can't eat it late at night.
It’s too greasy, I’m worried you’ll be overwhelmed.”
"You are treating this old man like a monkey."
The old jailer immediately darkened his face, glared at her angrily, and left quietly with the food box in hand.
Looking at the angry and angry figure, Chu Nanzhi covered her mouth and almost laughed out loud.
After waiting for the surroundings to quiet down, she took out the silver needle again and looked at the roast chicken and prison rice on the table. She first casually inserted the silver needle into the soup sent by the old jailer.
But when she took back the silver needle, her whole face turned green immediately: she saw that the silver needle had turned dark.
"Arsenic!"
Chu Nanzhi exclaimed inwardly and glanced in disbelief in the direction where the old jailer left.
Could it be this old jailer?
He doesn't look like someone with such means.
She wiped the silver needle clean again and inserted it into the roasted chicken in disbelief. The result made her even more shocked: the roasted chicken was also a poisonous thing that had been manipulated.
This makes people embarrassed. Which of these two people is the one who poisoned?
After thinking about it, she quickly tore the roasted chicken into four pieces, removed some of the chicken and put it into the manure bucket, leaving only some bones scattered on the small table. Then she knocked over the rice and pretended to be poisoned and fell to the ground.
The cell suddenly fell into an unusual silence, leaving only darkness.
Chu Nanzhi squinted her eyes and stared quietly in the direction of the cell door. Not long after, the sound of footsteps sounded in her ears again.
Moreover, this time she heard the clear sound of the door opening.
She quickly closed her eyes and held her breath.
As the footsteps got closer, she seemed to feel a steady breathing approaching her. The footsteps were light and steady, without any sense of panic, as if she was an old man.
Just as he was waiting for a breath of hot breath to touch his nose, Chu Nanzhi suddenly opened his eyes. The man was hunched over for inspection. Seeing this, he stumbled back with a hideous face in fright.
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Chu Nanzhi kicked him to the ground, then stood up quickly, tied his hands behind his back and pushed him to the ground with both hands and feet, and shouted at the top of his lungs toward the door: "Here comes someone."
"You lied to me?"
Listening to the voice, Chu Nanzhi recognized that it was Chen Feng, and couldn't help but sneer: "Chen Langjun has just returned from leave, so naturally I have to prepare some surprises for you."
"You are a cunning and cunning woman."
Chen Feng's hands were tied up by her and there was no room to move. His arms were sore and painful. He quickly surrendered and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Ms. Lao Chu, please loosen up and let me breathe."
"You want to breathe, okay, I'll help you."
As Chu Nanzhi spoke, he pressed harder, causing Chen Feng to grit his teeth in pain: "It hurts, it really hurts."
Chu Nanzhi scolded coldly: "If you don't admit it in pain, who sent you here?"
Hearing this, Chen Feng began to speak harshly without giving up: "Humph, then you underestimate labor and management too much. With this trick, you want labor and management to confess, unless you kill labor and management."
"Oh, you have a lot of backbone, and your methods are quite clever. You poisoned me twice. I really feel that my life is in danger. I am afraid that I will not be poisoned to death, right? You not only cover up others' eyes and ears, but also frame me. You are really powerful."
Chu Nanzhi cursed a few times, but she really admired this guy's methods.
If he is really poisoned to death, I'm afraid that the old jailer will become the next unlucky one to take the blame.
When it came to death, Chu Nanzhi suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and she didn't dare to let go of him.
At this time, Zhu Youan led several jailers and hurried in. They were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
"Quickly, Master Prisoner, take him down."
Chu Nanzhi ordered.
Zhu Youan came over with an oil lamp and took a closer look. He became very angry on the spot and said, "Well, Chen Feng, you are so bold. Hurry up and tie him up."
"Be careful, don't let him commit suicide."
Chu Nanzhi held Chen Feng tightly and carefully handed it over to the two jailers. He reminded him with a serious look: "Search him carefully to see if he has any suicide poison."
After hearing this, the jailers began to search him carefully from head to toe, and finally found a small red letter stone in the interlayer sewn on his sleeve.
Chu Nanzhi took a long breath thankfully. Fortunately, he was not given this opportunity just now.
Smiling evilly at Chen Feng who looked unconvinced, Chu Nanzhi turned his eyes to look at the astonished Zhu Youan and urged: "Give him to the county magistrate, it is best to interrogate him overnight.
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I think Hu Maoxi has better ways to deal with this kind of person than she does.
Zhu Youan nodded hesitantly, and immediately led someone to escort Chen Feng to the discipline room, and sent someone to invite the county magistrate to come.
After two nights of fear, Chu Nanzhi could finally breathe a sigh of relief after finding out the rat droppings hidden in the prison.
After waiting for everyone to leave, Chu Nanzhi went to tidy up the cell that he had messed up with a leisurely expression. After cleaning it up, he lay back on the small wooden bed and prepared to close his eyes and rest for a while.
I don’t know how long it took, but when I was drowsy, I heard a hearty laughter coming in: "Oh, Mrs. Chu, you are really my lucky star. A visit to the prison can also help me solve the problem."
It’s such a difficult problem, it’s really eye-opening.”
With a "creak" sound, the cell door opened wide, and Hu Maoxi walked in with a smile on his face.