1291 Poppy’s Whereabouts
Jiang Yu only followed the group of people to the flower garden at the side to water and fertilize the poppies.
She only knew the middle-aged woman, so she followed her. As she watered the water, she asked in a low voice, “What kind of flowers are you growing?”
The middle-aged woman shook her head and replied in a low voice, “I don’t know. at that time, a group of people in black suddenly surrounded our village. It was this person who threatened to kill us all if we didn’t help him. We’re just honest farmers, we’ve never seen such a scene before. He could only agree. Even if we’re really poor, we don’t want to die.”
The middle-aged woman sighed and continued to water and fertilize the poppy.
“So that’s how it is.” Jiang Yu asked, “do you know where these flowers ended up?”
“I don’t know,” The middle-aged woman replied, “we’re only in charge of planting. We don’t care about anything else.”
“Will they give you money?” Jiang Yu asked.
“What money?” The middle-aged woman felt helpless at the mention of this. “It’s already good enough that they let us live. How could we expect them to give us money? It wasn’t that no one had suggested it at first, but not only did the man disagree, he even shot the man to death. From then on, none of us ever talked about money again.”
“I know.” Jiang Yu said.
All the villagers were squeezed in the parterre and could not stand. However, the fake Qiao Shen kept staring at them, as if he was watching who was slacking off.
After a long time, the fake Qiao Shen seemed to realize that one person was missing. He stood up and shouted, “where’s third brother? Didn’t he stay here to guard the place just now? Where is he?”
The villagers did not dare to speak. Whether it was the caretaker or Jiang Yu and her bodyguards, they could not afford to offend them.
Seeing this, the fake Qiao Shen got even angrier and loudly questioned, “Are you guys deaf? Or are you mute? I’m asking you! Where did he go? Don’t you see it?”
The villagers were even more afraid to speak, and they all huddled together obediently.
“You bunch of blind people, can’t you even see a living person? The fake Qiao Shen swung the whip in his hand fiercely. I’ll ask you one last time, where is she? If you don’t tell me, I won’t show you any mercy!”
Compared to Jiang Yu who was alone, the villagers were more afraid of this person. After all, they had all seen him kill people. So, someone secretly pointed at Jiang Yu and said, “She knows,”
The fake Qiao Shen looked at Jiang Yu with a colorful expression on his face. He walked over and sized Jiang Yu up. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that something was wrong with her. He had only taken a cursory glance at her just now. Seeing her ashen face, he had thought that she was really a villager from this village.
But now that he took a closer look, the fake Qiao Shen realized that the dirty-looking person in front of him actually had very delicate facial features. Even the skin hidden under the dust was so delicate that it could break with a blow.
“You’re not a villager here, are you?” He asked cautiously.
Jiang Yu did not know where the rest of the bodyguards were, so she did not act rashly. Instead, she said, “I’m a villager from this village.”
“How can there be such a tender-looking villager like you in this poor place?” The fake Qiao Shen said, “I was careless just now and was fooled by your appearance. You can’t continue to pretend anymore. Since the villagers have already identified you, you can stop pretending. Hand over the person and I’ll let you die a quick death.”
“You really did remember wrongly.” Jiang Yu lowered her head and looked like a oppressed villager. “I really am a villager from this village.”
“Still not willing to admit it?” The fake Qiao Shen shouted angrily and took out a gun from his pocket. He pointed it at Jiang Yu’s forehead and questioned her loudly, “I’ll ask you one last time, where is third brother?”
“I really don’t know. I don’t know this person.” Jiang Yu said.
“Still not admitting it? Alright, you asked for it!” As he said that, the fake Qiao Shen’s fingers hooked onto the trigger and he planned to take Jiang Yu’s life with one shot.
However, before he could pull the trigger, a bullet flew over from a distance and accurately hit his wrist.
“Ah!” The fake Qiao Shen covered his wound and screamed, the gun in his hand also falling to the ground.
When Jiang Yu saw this, she quickly bent down to pick up the gun and pointed it at the fake Qiao Shen.
