Chapter 124

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It looks like this current situation is going to be our 'new normal' for quite some time; a marathon, not a sprint. Let's all keep ourselves and others safe as best as we can! Big hugs from us to you.

So, Wen Rong seems to have the upper hand at the moment, and it is going to get rather nasty. There's a twist in this chapter, but there are many more to come! Meanwhile, read on to find out what the situation is, and wait with bated breath to see if Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao can wiggle their way out of this predicament . . .

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Translator: shl

Editor/ Proofreader: Anks

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Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao were bound to chairs for the time being, while two people pointed guns at each of their heads. Wen Rong stood to one side, a distance from everyone else. Song Kun was still sitting upright behind the table, Qin Sheng and another man by his side.

Wen Rong smiled and said, "Simon King, how did you figure out that I was the one who killed Zhao Jian?"

Song Kun also raised his head to look at the both of them.

The corner of Bo Jinyan's mouth twitched, and he said, "You committed this crime when everything was blowing up suddenly and you were very excited. You left so many traces behind, if I couldn't see them at one glance, that would be an insult to my IQ."

Song Kun couldn't believe that this person, at such a time, would still be throwing insults around, and stared at him silently. On the other hand, Wen Rong was still smiling, and asked with seemingly great interest, "Really? Do tell."

Bo Jinyan eyed him and, unexpectedly, smiled meaningfully before he responded, "Leaving aside the fact that you fitted the profile of the suspect in all aspects: height, dexterity in cutting, your big medical bag, your familiarity with the victim . . . you left behind a big clue in the deceased's home. I guessed that you would give the excuse of giving medical treatment to enter Zhao Jian's home. Zhao Jian's home was incredibly sloppy, but the only home-use medical kit there had been organised in a very orderly fashion - because you had tidied it up. Before killing him, you had used the medical kit, and if you did not put everything away, it would instantly have attracted attention. However, you forgot your own neat habits. Moreover, just look at yourself - the outside of your white doctor's coat is dirty, but you're wearing fresh clothes on the inside. If you had really just returned from the mountains and rushed to treat Song Kun with no time to change your clothes - it should be like this in theory - then why are your trouser legs so clean, while there is mud around the waist at the back of your coat? However, where you are concerned, what does it matter if you are exposed? Before you came here, you had already poisoned the well water, enough to affect all of us. If not for me and Jian Yao being on the alert and not drinking the tea, the current situation would be completely under your control, right?"

Wen Rong smiled. He did not deny anything, and merely said, "Yes."

On the other hand, Song Kun was secretly shocked. He had not known when Wen Rong had released the poison, and never imagined he would poison the well directly.

"How did you know he poisoned the well?" Song Kun asked.

Bo Jinyan looked up and glanced at Wen Rong's coat sleeve, where there were greyish-green marks. "His sleeves are wet, and there are traces of moss. There is moss at the edge of the well. Moreover, he had to single-handedly deal with both opposing parties. For a doctor, the best method would be poison. And, to put the poison in drinking water."

Song Kun looked at Wen Rong without saying anything.

Wen Rong laughed even more gently and slowly repeated, "Indeed, the best method is poison." Then, he looked down at his watch and said, "Oh, we've been chatting for 5 minutes without us realising it, it's almost time."

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