Fang Buwei raised the restaurant owner again and asked coldly: "Why did the wine pot come from?"

"Of course I bought it..." the boss said stutteringly.

Is this what I asked?

"How did you bring it from Yinxian County to Xikou Town? Who brought it? Someone touched it in the middle..." Fang Buwei asked sternly.

"It was brought by the villain himself..." The boss was almost scared to tears.

A good wine pot, which I used two days ago, is it poisonous?

The boss really can't figure it out.

He talked steadily about how to pack the wine pot and how he brought it with him in person.

It turns out that this pot is called a silver pot, which is really not a gimmick, and it is indeed mixed with silver.

Over time, silver products will turn black, so other metals must be mixed in it, generally tin.

But even so, it is a precious utensil. Generally, it is not used to treat guests. If you encounter wealthy families holding banquets, the boss will use them and at the same time you will improve the reputation of the restaurant.

So the boss actually brought this wine utensil with him a box, and no one else's hand was passed in the middle.

It was not until the stage started worshiping the world and the chairman started serving the dishes that the boss opened the box and sent two capable men to drink wine on the stage and the main table first.

It was these two guys who were tied up and had their noses and swollen faces, and were huddled in the corner of the wall.

Fang Buwei squatted down and didn't speak, just staring into the eyes of the two guys.

How dare the two guys look at Fang Buwei?

It was a clever and clever figure who was used to welcome and greeting each other, otherwise the restaurant owner would not have been brought to deal with such a scene. His eyes were used to looking at people, and he could tell at first that Fang Buwei was not an ordinary person.

This person seemed to be as old as them, but his whole body was full of evil spirits. The county police officer stood in front of him, just like a young follower, and he was not as brave as he usually stood in front of the restaurant owner.

It is conceivable how powerful this person is?

"Look at me!" Fang Buwei roared.

The two guys were so scared that they had a cold war and raised their heads tremblingly.

Fang Buwei saw fear, fear, doubt, and unwillingness in the eyes of these two guys...

The expression of a normal person suddenly encounters a disaster is in his eyes, but he does not have the guilt and self-sedation that he should have after doing something bad.

"Does Zhang Jingzuo recognize these two?"

Just in case, Fang Buwei still confirmed it.

"Recognize it!" The police officer on the side nodded, "The old friend in Desheng Building is still a relative of Boss Li's house..."

When the police officer spoke, the restaurant owner reacted and staggered over and hugged the police officer's thigh: "Zhang Jingzuo, you have to testify for me. Where did I have the courage to poison..."

Fang Buwei was just about to cause trouble for him, but he unexpectedly rushed up.

Before he could finish his words, Boss Li was kicked by Zhang Jingzuo and turned around.

Boss Li was kicked and looked at Zhang Jingzuo with a confused look on his face.

Yin County is so big, Boss Li is a top figure, and Zhang Jingzuo is almost the same. The two of them look up and don’t look down. They sit together and drink a lot. Boss Li should be filial, and never once did it. Why did Zhang Jingzuo suddenly turn against others?

"Are all you eat feces?" Zhang Jingzuo pointed at his subordinates and roared, "What if you hurt the chief?"

His hands looked at each other, walked over quickly, and dragged Boss Li up.

Fang Buwei snorted secretly.

Boss Li can't hurt him even if he fights again.

Zhang Jingzuo was just pretending in front of him.

This is the attitude that police officers in the Republic of China should have: pure suddenness is a dog face, and if they say they don’t recognize others, they don’t recognize others.

Fang Buwei was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he waved his hand and asked the two policemen to let go of Boss Li.

Knowing that there was nothing else to save him except Fang Buwei, Boss Li was in a heart-wrenching voice, and knelt in front of Fang Buwei with a "thump": "Sir, it's absolutely impossible... This wine pot was brought by me personally. I was afraid that my subordinates would not be clean and kept by me. How could they be poisoned? The poison is definitely in the wine."

I didn’t see me drinking so many bowls myself, so my eyes were blind?

Oh, right!

I only said that the pot was poisonous, but there was no sign of poisoning. No wonder Boss Li didn't believe it.

Thinking that he is framed?

Fang Buwei looked at the restaurant owner coldly, pointed to the wine pot, and asked again: "Do you think there is no poison here?"

The boss nodded heavily.

"Okay!" Fang Buwei nodded coldly, "Where is the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar?"

The boss choked suddenly and stopped talking.

He did sell these things personally, but Fang Buwei never said that there are poisons in oil, salt, sauce and vinegar?

"Get a jar of vinegar!" Fang Buwei said, pointing at a policeman.

While speaking, Fang Buwei picked up a wine pot casually, poured out the wine inside, poured the vinegar brought by the police, and handed it to the boss: "The pot is yours, and the vinegar is also yours. If you say that the wine pot is not poisonous, then take a sip?"

The boss glanced at Fang Buwei suspiciously.

Even if the pot is poisonous, it should be cleaned by the previous wine. How can it still poison people?

But looking at Fang Buwei's smile, the boss felt upset again.

What if the pot is really poisonous and contains mechanisms like Yin and Yang knobs?

You can't drink it even if you beat it to death...

The boss immediately cried and kowtowed: "Sir Mingjian, I really didn't poison..."

When did I say that you used the poison?

Fang Buwei kicked the restaurant owner over with one kick.

Such a kind of unscrupulous businessman would not cry if he didn't let him see the cabinet material. He would not let him break the last trace of luck in his heart, and would not tell the truth.

Fang Buwei can see from the fact that he just tried to ask Zhang Jingzuo to prove him, that the boss must have thought of something, but he dared not say anything.

That's why Fang Buwei scared him.

"If there is another lie, I don't need to say it anymore!" Fang Buwei took out his pistol and slapped it on the table.

The restaurant owner paled, and in an instant, a small bead of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"Sir... Sir, I said..." the restaurant owner stammered, "This pot is said to be a silver pot, but it is also mixed with lead..."

Just for this, you scared you into this bird-like appearance?

Fang Buwei looked at Boss Li with a steady attitude.

"Sir, Mingjian... Although it is a lead pot, how can you die if you just drink it..." Boss Li screamed.

You've been holding it in for a long time, it turns out that you're hiding this?

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth and wanted to pick up the gun and kill this bastard.

Don't I know this yet?

With the craftsmanship of this era, which tin utensil does not contain lead, and if this can make people die, then which emperor of the Ming and Qing dynasties could live beyond twenty years old?

I dare not act like this in the most respected way of later generations!

Fang Buwei slapped him in the face.
Chapter completed!