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Chapter 439

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Black Inn? Report to the authorities?

The item was still in the inn?

Everyone looked at Ji Yunshu, who walked out from the crowd.

This scholarly man had a delicate appearance, but his deep, unfathomable eyes exuded an unfathomable sense of mystery.

If one stared at him for too long, they would feel a chill run down their spine.

The troupe leader stepped forward and asked, "Young Master, are you saying that the item is still here? Where is it? "

He was very anxious.

Ji Yunshu narrowed her eyes at him, "Didn't I just say that the item is in the inn?"

"In the inn?" When the leader heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he glared at Sanniang fiercely and pointed at her. "Since the items are still in the inn, then you must have stolen them. This is a scam. Hurry up and hand over our items."

"Hand it over!"

"Or we'll report it to the authorities."

The few uncouth men in the troupe rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight.

Sanniang retracted her charming demeanor, closing her fan and tucking it into her waist. She lifted her chin and raised her phoenix eyes.

Then —

Looking at Ji Yunshu, her red lips parted slightly, "Young Master, you said that the item is still in our inn. What do you mean by that? Our inn is an illustrious old and famous shop within a radius of a hundred li. The people under us all have clean backgrounds. Don't talk nonsense. If we go to court, I'll sue you. "

"Go ahead."

Ji Yunshu replied calmly, then ignored Sanniang's blank stare and walked to the stacked boxes.

The boxes were painted red, but most of the paint had already peeled off.

She touched one of the boxes, and her fingertips were instantly stained with a trace of the fallen red paint.

The corners of her mouth curved upwards.

Then —

She looked at the waiter who bumped into her on the second floor. The waiter was still panting slightly, sweat still visible on his forehead, glistening under the reflection of the firelight.

She walked over slowly, "Little brother, you look very tired?"

The waiter trembled and choked, lifting his sleeve to wipe his sweat.

He casually said, "The weather's hot."

"Oh? But the weather is still very cool. "

"There are a lot of customers in the restaurant. I ran a few more times, so of course I sweated."

"However, from what I can see, that doesn't seem to be the case."

Hmm?

"What … what do you mean?"

"Your cheeks are red, your cheekbones are slightly protruding, and the corners of your jaw on both ends of your face are also slightly protruding. Even the redness on your neck has yet to dissipate. All of these indicate that you have used all your strength to move something before the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. When a person exerts too much strength, the muscles on their face will stretch and tighten their skin. That's why the cheekbones and the corners of your jaw will protrude so obviously under such circumstances."

Her tone was very calm!

The waiter rolled his eyes and took a step back. "So what if I move a little? I'm weak, so I'll naturally use more strength when I'm carrying the dishes. "

"You're lying."

"Huh?"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and no one made a sound. Pairs of eyes stared, and pairs of ears perked up.

Ji Yunshu's eyes narrowed as she pointed at the waiter's sleeve.

She said, "There's dust on your sleeve. It shouldn't have been dirty for long, right? Moreover, there's red paint on the corner of your sleeve. Just now, I touched the paint on those boxes, and it's the same color as on your clothes. "

When she said this, the waiter's body swayed, and his eyes panicked. He hurriedly hugged his wrist and hid the red-stained sleeve between his arms.

With a trembling voice, he refuted, "I didn't touch those boxes. Don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't say that you touched those boxes, but you admitted it yourself."

"I … I didn't admit it. Don't slander me. The paint on my clothes was left behind when I was wiping the table. It wasn't on the box. If you have evidence, take it out. If you don't, then you are framing me."

He was very agitated, but also very afraid.

"This one didn't frame you. You clearly told me yourself."

"Myself?"

Ji Yunshu nodded. She pulled his hand and pried open his tightly clenched fist.

There was a two-inch wound on his palm. The blood had yet to dry, and because Yun Yin hadn't cleaned it properly, the wound was still very dirty.

Ji Yunshu said, "This wound should have been caused by the sawdust at the bottom of the boxes when you were moving them."

It wasn't a question, but a confirmation!

The waiter immediately retracted his hand.

"I …"

He stammered, and his eyes were unfocused.

Ji Yunshu smiled. "You don't need to quibble. Since I can say it, I naturally have evidence."

As she said this, she walked to the side of a box and pointed at a spot on it. "There's a straight line of blood on this box. The reason is very simple. When you were moving one of the boxes, your hand was cut, and the blood from the wound stained the corner of the bottom of the box. Because of the pain in your palm, you stacked the box that you were originally lifting on top of this one. The two boxes were stacked together, and the bloodstained part of the top box happened to press on this spot. That's why this straight line of blood was left. It's very shallow, and if you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all."

It was as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

After listening to this, the class leader finally understood.

Thereupon —

He rushed forward and grabbed the waiter's collar, demanding, "You thief, I'm going to drag you to the authorities now. Let's go."

With that, he dragged the waiter to the authorities.

But he was stopped by Jing Rong, who had been watching from the sidelines.

He said coldly, "Old class leader, you don't want the boxes anymore?"

The class leader was stunned. "Of course I do." He tightened his grip on the waiter's collar. "Hand over my box."

"I … I didn't take it." The waiter trembled as he shouted. He pushed the class leader away and ran to Sanniang's side, looking at her with pleading eyes. "Sanniang, I really … really didn't take it."

He was innocent!

Sanniang already knew what was going on.

She guessed that they must have done something behind her back.

So she couldn't just ignore it.

He stood in front of Ji Yunshu and said, "Young Master, you have no proof to back up your words. You can't prove anything with just these words alone."

Ji Yunshu wasn't angry!

She wasn't anxious either!

She was very calm!

But the people from the opera troupe weren't so good-tempered.

"You stole it. If you don't hand it over, we'll report it to the authorities right now."

"Yes, we'll report it to the authorities right now. You're a black shop."

"Black shop."



It was noisy!

Sanniang was used to this kind of scene.

Thereupon —

She shouted at the top of her voice, "What's with all the noise? This is my territory. If anyone dares to cause trouble, I won't forgive him. Even if the Emperor of Heaven comes, I won't be afraid, let alone the authorities. "

She was very imposing.

She really controlled the situation!

The people from the opera troupe stood rooted to the ground, not saying a word.

Sanniang's face darkened as she told Ji Yunshu, "A dead pig doesn't fear boiling water. If you can find those chests, I, Du Sanniang, guarantee that I'll pay you double the amount of money for the items in those chests as compensation. But if you can't produce any evidence and can't find those three chests, then I won't let you off easily even if you're causing trouble in my territory."

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