"Brother Wang, the three-day period has come. My uncle and aunt have gone to the main hall at the moment. What should we do?"
In Wang Qiang's room, Xiao Bai looked at him anxiously. After interrogating Zhao Wuyi, Wang Qiang spent the remaining time interrogating everyone else.
Of course, it was said to be an interrogation, but in fact Wang Qiang wanted to know from other people whether there was any evidence that could expose Zhao Wuyi's scam.
However, Zhao Wuyi is cunning and cunning, and Wang Qiang has obviously guessed that he did it, but without evidence, everything is useless.
After all, it is impossible for Wang Qiang to accuse Zhao Wuyi in front of so many people and then say that everything is just speculation. If he cannot find any real evidence, it is impossible to bring down Zhao Wuyi.
"What should I do? It's cool. I can't run away now. I can only wait and see if Zhao Wuyi will suddenly find his conscience and admit all this."
Wang Qiang helplessly spread his hands and took Xiaobai to the main hall.
The situation at this time was no longer what Wang Qiang could have expected, and he could only wait and see the results on the spot.
However, Wang Qiang believed that it would be more difficult for Zhao Wuyi, who had been planning for so long, to expose himself in front of others than to find evidence.
Therefore, Wang Qiang had no idea what to do.
This may be the first time that Wang Qiang has encountered such a difficult opponent. Every step he takes is targeted and will not leave any excuses for himself. The layout of the plan is flawless.
Wang Qiang sometimes wonders, Zhao Wuyi has such ability, he can make a career by himself if he goes out alone, why would he do such things like brothers fighting each other and killing each other?
Unfortunately, Wang Qiang is not Zhao Wuyi, and he cannot understand the purpose of what he did this time.
At this moment, what you should be more worried about is yourself.
There was silence all the way. When Wang Qiang arrived at the main hall, there were actually not too many people in the hall. Basically, all the foreign guests did not choose to attend today. After all, this was Canjian Villa's private matter, and there was no need to disturb it too much.
Except for a few people who had something to do with this matter, those present in the morning were basically the senior people of Canjian Villa.
Zhao Wuyi sat calmly in the wheelchair, with Ah Falcon standing behind him. When he saw Wang Qiang again, he even smiled at him.
As for the top position, Zhao Wuji and Chu Yan were sitting upright. Wang Qiang noticed that Chu Yan's hand was tightly hugging Zhao Wuji's arm. It seemed as if Zhao Wuji's entire weight was pressing on Chu Yan.
Yan is average.
And in just three days, Zhao Wuji's condition has undergone earth-shaking changes.
There was no color at all on his face, and there were layers of sweat on his forehead. He just sat there, doing nothing, and his chest was rising and falling like a bellows.
Seeing this situation, Wang Qiang even wondered, how long can Zhao Wuji last?
"Wang Qiang, the village owner gave you three days to find out the truth. Now the three days are up. Have you found the murderer of my son?"
In front of everyone, the person who spoke turned out to be Chu Yan, not Zhao Wuji. Seeing this, the people present were even more worried. Now that Zhao Zheng is dead, Zhao Wuji has another big problem. Once he dies, what will happen to him?
Who will lead Jianshan Villa in the future?
In short, everyone in the main hall has their own plans in mind, even Wang Qiang is no exception.
It's just that everyone is thinking about their own interests, but Wang Qiang is thinking about his own safety.
"Reporting to the owner's wife, I have found the murderer, but..."
"It's just nothing!!" As soon as Wang Qiang finished speaking, Zhao Wuji leaned forward suddenly, staring at Wang Qiang with wide bloodshot eyes: "No matter who it is, as long as you find the murderer, you will kill him
I said it openly."
"Are you trying to excuse the murderer?"
Zhao Wuji obviously misunderstood Wang Qiang's meaning. He looked a little excited. His chest heaved violently and he began to cough continuously.
"Master, listen to my explanation. I have already deduced a complete clue in my mind about what the murderer did, but...however, there is insufficient evidence now. If I speak rashly, it will be easy to scare the snake away."
In fact, alerting the enemy is just a euphemism for Wang Qiang.
A snake like Zhao Wuyi was already frightened without even having to fight it. The so-called "snatching the snake" was completely meaningless to him.
These words were completely taken care of Zhao Wuji's health.
Of course, Wang Qiang can directly drag Zhao Wuyi into the water without asking any questions. How the two brothers solve the problem will have nothing to do with him, but that is the best way to solve the problem, but what if an accident occurs?
Thinking from his perspective, if Wang Qiang were Zhao Wuyi, he would rather bite back when the matter was exposed but there was no real evidence.
In this way, no matter what the final solution is, no one will get anything good to eat, and at worst, they will all perish together.
Wang Qiang absolutely cannot accept such an ending, so he has a bottom line, but Zhao Wuyi, who committed such a big thing, does not, so he will always be constrained.
"I gave you three days, three days!" Zhao Wuji was very dissatisfied with Wang Qiang's answer. He suddenly stood up despite a violent cough: "You swore to me that you could find the real murderer. I
I gave you a chance, but what did you give me?"
"Tell me immediately who you suspect, and you don't have to worry about the rest!"
Zhao Wuji almost yelled the last few words. For some reason, Wang Qiang heard what he meant and seemed to already know that the real murderer was Zhao Wuyi. Otherwise, why would he let himself reveal his speculation without asking the ins and outs?
Seeing this situation, Wang Qiang could not remain silent after all. He opened his mouth and said: "From the clues I deduced, the real culprit who killed the young village owner is..."
"Master!!"
"Husband!"
Before Wang Qiang could say Zhao Wuyi's name, Zhao Wuji spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
This scene frightened everyone present, and they all rushed to see what happened.
In the entire main hall, apart from Wang Qiang and Xiao Bai, only Zhao Wuyi and Ah Falcon remained unmoved. Ah Falcon understood very well that he had to take care of his master, but Zhao Wuyi always had his eyes on Wang Qiang.
"Little friend Wang, you just said who the suspected murderer is, why don't you tell me who it is?"
It was obvious that Zhao Wuyi's words contained a hint of warning. Now that Zhao Wuji was in a coma and his condition was unknown, if Wang Qiang told the truth at this time, wouldn't he be directly pressed to death by Zhao Wuyi?
His eyes rolled, and Wang Qiang immediately waved his hand and replied: "There is no evidence in the first place, but it's not good to talk about it. Second owner of the village, don't be anxious. Give me a little more time, and I will definitely find out the truth."
"Give you a little more time?" Zhao Wuyi rubbed his chin with some embarrassment, and after a moment he smiled coldly at Wang Qiang: "Little friend Wang, I'm afraid you haven't seen it yet. Even if I give you time this time, the village owner doesn't seem to have much.