Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

When Chu Yao came back, she had a small bottle in her hand. She poured out the yellow substance that had solidified into a large lump.

"What is this?" Chen Peiwen asked.

Chu Yao only said four words, "Nitrite."

Chen Peiwen suddenly remembered something her father had told her.

During a meal, my father jokingly said, "When your aunt gave birth to your cousin, she was working in a canning factory. She was timid and stupid, otherwise she would have become rich a long time ago."

"What does being timid have to do with getting rich?" Young Chen Peiwen didn't understand.

"There has never been anyone in charge of their factory. Many people steal canned food from the factory and sell it outside." My father talked freely, "During the two days when the canned food is packed, most people steal a few bottles and put them in their bags. The brave ones can steal a whole box at night!"

Canned food was still a rare commodity at that time, and one can could be sold for a lot of money.

Chen Peiwen asked again: "Then their boss doesn't care?"

"For ordinary people like us, a few boxes of canned food are indeed a windfall. But how can a boss take such a small amount of money seriously?" said my father. "Besides, if an employee steals canned food, he will feel guilty and work harder."

The canning factories were not strictly regulated, so stealing cans was not a big deal, not to mention the waste extracted during can production.

Those wastes contain a lot of toxic substances, and the sewage cannot be discharged directly into the river, so we have to extract the solids first.

Among them, there is a thing called nitrite.

Until now, many foods still contain small amounts of nitrite, so it is not a big problem to eat less of it.

However, if you take a huge dose at one time or consume it for a long time, there is a possibility of poisoning or even cancer.

Chen Peiwen thought, maybe her father was wrong. Her aunt was not a timid person. It was just that her courage was not used to make money, but to deal with her uncle.

Hate is the same thing.

The hatred that has been suppressed in the heart for a long time and has nowhere to be released will one day be refined into the most powerful poison in the world and fed to the loved one.

"Maybe the peaches I picked when I was in middle school were not because they absorbed a lot of exhaust gas..." Chen Peiwen said very bitterly.

She should have thought of it earlier. There were not many cars in that era.

My friend suffered from vomiting and diarrhea after eating peaches because peaches also contain a large amount of nitrite.

So, the secret buried under the peach tree is...

The noise outside suddenly stopped. The construction team didn't know what they had dug up, and the machine was forced to shut down.

Chen Peiwen could clearly hear what they were discussing, but the voices seemed to be far away from her and were hazy.

With such a big incident happening, the captain naturally had to come and report it. His expression was extremely strange, as if he was a little scared and disgusted.

He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Mr. Chen, we dug up an incredible... uh, thing. I think we should call the police."

Chen Peiwen had already guessed what it was. She closed her eyes and nodded.

She knew very well what the consequences would be if she called the police.

In the Yuan family, the father died early and the whereabouts of his children were not known, leaving only the aunt.

She is already an old lady in her octogenarian state and cannot withstand any hardship.

But if I conceal it, wouldn’t I also become an accomplice?

As expected, Chen Peiwen and the construction team were taken to the police station, and Chu Yao went with them.

After taking a brief note, the police roughly understood what was going on.

According to Chen Peiwen, Chu Yao was the Feng Shui master she hired. He had the peach tree in the backyard dug up with its roots because he saw that it affected the Feng Shui.

However, they didn't expect that what was dug out was not only tree roots, but also a secret involving two generations of the Yuan family.

In order to help the police solve the case, Chen Peiwen made an excuse and asked her assistant to invite Yuan's mother back.

And the test takes a day, which means they will know the results and the truth tomorrow.

But in fact, there is no suspense about these.

Chen Peiwen did not return to her residence in Hongyong County, but found a five-star hotel to rest for a night.

The next morning, before Chen Peiwen's alarm went off, the police called.

When she and Chu Yao arrived at the police station, the police first handed over a document, "Ms. Chen, read it while I talk."

Chen Peiwen nodded and turned to the first page of information, which was a DNA comparison report.

Mr. Yuan has no immediate relatives left in the world, so it is generally difficult to verify his identity.

But the police found that after uploading the DNA of the remains, there was a blood-related DNA in the database.

After investigation, it was found that this person was Yuan Jiaxiang.

The identity of the body has been confirmed, and the next step is to find the murderer.

"We performed an autopsy on Mr. Yuan and determined that he died at least 1980 years ago," the police officer said slowly and methodically. "Mr. Yuan's wife once reported him missing, which means he most likely died in ."

Yuan's father had complicated social relationships, but because his body was buried in Yuan's home, the main suspect was his wife.

The forensic doctor speculated that the cause of death of Yuan's father was most likely poisoning, but his body was so decomposed into bones that it was impossible to tell what kind of toxin it was.

They returned to the spot where the bones had been dug up and found a small piece of wrinkled cloth stained with brown.

This seems to be a decoration made of nylon yarn. The glue used to fix the shape has lost its effect, but it is still left, a plastic yarn that is difficult to be degraded by soil.

The stain was none other than vomit containing crude nitrite.

The police also found nitrite particles in Yuan’s mother’s bedroom, not just one bottle, but countless bottles.

These doses are more than enough to kill one person. There are nitrite particles near the bottle mouths, indicating that these bottles have been used to varying degrees.

The police officer said seriously: "Ms. Chen, you are one of her few relatives in the world, and you have been taking care of her. We hope you can go and communicate with her to see if there is a second victim."

Chen Peiwen was in a daze for a while, and then she agreed, but she also put forward a condition.

"I want someone to go in with me," she said firmly.

Several policemen discussed it and agreed after learning that Chu Yao was a Feng Shui master.

Even a Feng Shui master who is not well-trained knows some methods of observing people's words and expressions.

Maybe a Feng Shui master can see things that ordinary people can't see, which may be helpful in solving the case.

After a long interrogation, Yuan's mother, who had lived a life of luxury, had long lost her energy and spirit, and instead looked like an old lady who had been ill for a long time.

The white hair that was once combed smooth was now disheveled. Her dry lips were half open, as if she was immersed in her own world.

It wasn't until Chen Peiwen sat opposite her that she reacted.

"Peiwen, you're here." Yuan's mother said as if she was chatting with her family. "Did they tell you everything?"

Chen Peiwen hesitated and said, "I know everything, but, aunt, I don't understand..."

"Don't understand? That's right. You haven't experienced those things, so of course you won't understand!" Yuan's mother suddenly became excited. "You know, when Jiahao was just born, he came to see me on the third day! But he didn't come to care about me, but to inform me that he wanted to divorce me and be with that vixen!"

Her youngest daughter was born after much difficulty. She suffered a difficult labor for a day and a night, and until now she doesn't know how she managed to survive.

The mind of the woman in labor was even more sensitive. When she opened her eyes and did not see her husband, she had already guessed something.

Three days later, her husband showed up and handed her a divorce certificate.

"Sign it. I don't want anything in the house. The house will be left to you." He said impatiently.

It sounds easy for him to say, but how many valuable things are there in his house?

The house they live in is also rented, not bought.

"Brother Awen, I'm not feeling well today and I can't even lift my hands. Come back home tomorrow and I'll cook for you and we'll sign, okay?"

Perhaps it was Yuan's mother's softening tone that touched him and awakened his conscience, and he nodded randomly.

Before leaving, he specifically instructed: "Then you must go home tomorrow and don't play tricks on me. This will be good for both you and me."

From beginning to end, he never went to see his daughter in the cradle.

If he hadn't wanted his wife to sign, he wouldn't even want to look at her ugly face covered with rough skin.

The woman endured the pain and dragged her heavy body back home.

She cooked a table full of delicious dishes. Her cooking skills were one of her few strengths, and her husband often praised her.

But that is now in the past. Ever since that woman appeared, her husband's heart has flown away.

He asked the woman to get up early every day to prepare meals, and he would bring them to the magazine office, saying that they could be eaten just by heating them up slightly with boiling water, which was very convenient.

Of course, she knew that the food would most likely end up in someone else's stomach, along with the saltpeter that she had deliberately put in it.

The factory manager said that if the purity of this stuff is high, a fingernail-sized amount of nitrate can poison a person to death.

Unfortunately, the solid refined by the factory does not contain that high a content of nitrate.

Every time the woman cooked, she added a fingernail-sized amount of coarse salt, and she maliciously hoped to hear the news of the other woman's death.

But she was disappointed again and again. The last time she cooked, she directly put three or four bottle caps of saltpeter in each dish.

In order to cover up the smell of saltpeter, she deliberately cooked many dishes with strong flavors, and her husband also ate them with relish.

She finally saw the onset of nitrate toxicity. Her husband, who was as tall as a mountain, collapsed instantly and couldn't even utter a word.

He spat out large mouthfuls of black blood, his skin turned blue and purple, and he died soon after.

After listening to Yuan's mother's story, Chen Peiwen was speechless.

Mother Yuan smiled, and asked: "Haha, Peiwen, are you curious? I killed him myself, why do I have to pretend that he is lost?"

Chen Peiwen nodded, she was indeed curious about this question.

Yuan's mother's eagerness to find her husband was noticed by all of them. She was willing to abandon almost everything she owned just to get news about her husband.

Chen Peiwen suddenly found out that all of this was just an act, and it was really hard for Chen Peiwen to accept.

Mother Yuan pursed her dry lips and said, "How could you believe me if I didn't pretend to be a crazy woman? If I didn't pretend to be a crazy woman, the police would find my house the next day, and they would soon Will find out everything I do.”

She lowered her head and looked so thin that Chen Peiwen couldn't bear to look at her more.

"If your husband cheats on you and elopes with another woman, will you be angry? It's difficult for people to control themselves when they are emotionally charged." She said with reason. "After killing him, I’m scared too, and I regret it. What can I do? He’s dead, and I’m the only one left with the children!”

Mother Yuan smiled bitterly and continued: "Peiwen, you are also a mother, you should be able to understand my feelings."

Chen Peiwen sighed and said nothing.

She had also been insulted by her husband, but she was different from Yuan's mother.

Chen Peiwen was in a public place at the time. Although she felt aggrieved and upset, she did not do anything extraordinary.

If she were at home, would she kill her husband in anger like Yuan's mother?

She hasn't experienced it and doesn't know.

"Peiwen, come here." Mother Yuan said pitifully, "I'm old and I'm afraid I won't be able to get out. Are you unwilling to listen to these two last words?"

Chen Peiwen was stunned for a moment. The police told her that she must stand behind the warning line to communicate with Yuan's mother and never get too close.

On the one hand, this was just an ordinary interrogation room, and there was no glass between the two people. The police were worried that Yuan's mother would suddenly hurt Chen Peiwen;

On the other hand, of course, because two people keep their distance, they can record their complete conversation.

Through the cold white light, Chen Peiwen saw a line of turbid tears rolling down Yuan's mother's face.

"Wenzai, are you going to let your father and auntie have no rest in peace in heaven?" she said earnestly.

It was this sentence that touched Chen Peiwen's heart.

She was called by Chen Peiwen's nickname. After Chen Peiwen's parents passed away, she never heard anyone call her that again.

After all, Yuan's mother is dying, and she is his aunt.

Her final wish must be fulfilled after all.

Chen Peiwen tried her best to move her body closer. Although she was still far away from Yuan's mother, she could still hear her voice.

Mother Yuan said in a breathy voice: "Wenzi, I want you..."

Chu Yao heard it clearly, but unfortunately she spoke in dialect, and Chu Yao did not understand the specific meaning of this sentence.

Chen Peiwen sat back, her brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".

"Wenzai, my aunt swears. Your uncle was really an accident that time. You know that my aunt has no harmful intentions. For so many years, I have been begging God to forgive my mistakes and let him enter reincarnation early."

Mother Yuan raised three fingers as she spoke, as if swearing to God.