I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 236 Making Soup

Chapter 236 Making Soup
Aunt Wang looked at the old chicken in the pot stewing cordyceps flower soup, simmering over low heat, and the chicken pieces rolling up and down in the soup.

She stared for a long time, her eyes wide open.

The information has been sent to the employer.

As for what will happen in the end, it seems to have nothing to do with her.

But the employer was a rich man after all, and he paid her 20,000 yuan right away, and all he asked was for her to help look after Aunt Wu.

Logically speaking, she was also afraid. After all, who would have thought that someone she had worked with several times and was very familiar with was actually a murderer.

If her employer hadn't asked her to secretly look through Wu Ma's luggage bag, she would never have believed it.

If a nanny didn't have any bad intentions, why would she bring medical syringes, rat poison and two large bottles of sleeping pills? These things can't be explained.

But she just took a sneak peek and restored things to their original state without leaving any traces.

Aunt Wang didn't have much hope at first.

This was the home of the chief of the Yangcheng Police Station. Even if Wu Ma was very brave, would she dare to commit a crime here? It was simply unimaginable, so after she received the 50,000 yuan down payment, she did not plan to get the remaining 50,000 yuan balance that her employer had mentioned.

Aunt Wang glanced at Aunt Wu who was busy in the living room and felt a little uneasy.

She knew that there were surveillance cameras in every room of Director Song's house, so she didn't dare to make any big moves. Besides, the host was a police officer, so if she used rat poison, it would definitely not escape their eyes.

After much thought, she realized that sleeping pills were the only thing that could be used, so she would secretly get up early every morning to check the sleeping pills in Wu Ma's bag.

There was no movement for a week, until this morning, when a bottle of medicine was missing.

Aunt Wang knew very well that given the old woman's physical condition, the dosage of sleeping pills would not need to be too large to kill her.

But this amount still cannot be put into an ordinary cup, and the only way is to put it into the soup.

She cooked the soup very late today, using a very low fire, in the hope of delaying the cooking time as much as possible.

The soup was gradually giving off a fragrant aroma, and Aunt Wang's breathing was a little disordered.

Of course, she didn't dare to go out and ask Wu Ma why she wanted to harm people. She didn't dare. For a woman who only knew how to make soup and cook, sending a message to report the news was the limit of what she could do.

If she were asked to deal with a murderer, she would not dare even if she was given ten times the courage.

"Auntie Wang! You took too long to make the soup today. It's already so late. We can have lunch soon."

Aunt Wang was startled by the sudden sound.

She looked back and saw Auntie Wu, holding a mop in her hand, leaning against the kitchen door, staring at her.

There were bloodshot eyes, which were particularly creepy.

"The old lady didn't sleep all night and kept talking nonsense, which made me sleep poorly too."

Aunt Wu walked into the kitchen and took out a small soup bowl from the cupboard.

"Auntie Wu, I think Director Song's family is pretty good. The salary is 8000. If I can keep working there, I can make a lot of money."

Aunt Wang felt a little weak. She subconsciously stepped back to make room for the boy. She watched Aunt Wu put on gloves, pick up the soup, and then pour it carefully into the cup.

"The salary is quite high, but I can only make 80,000 to 90,000 yuan a year at best. My son is going to get married next year, and the girl's family wants a house and a car, and the price is 300,000 yuan. How long will it take me to save enough money if I work hard?"

"Auntie Wang, don't look at me like that."

"Let me do the math for you. If you can change hosts every three or four days, and each host gives you 5,000 yuan, how much money can you make in a year? Tsk tsk, I know you only have an elementary school education, so you can't figure it out. I can't figure it out either, but I asked someone to do the math for me. If I work this way for a year, the money will be enough for my son to marry a wife."

"Alas, for kids nowadays, getting married a year earlier or later doesn't make much difference. Aunt Wu, you are too impatient."

The soup bowl was slowly filled up, and Aunt Wang's palms were already sweating.

She saw the bulging pocket of Wu Ma's shirt, and there was a cylindrical object inside.

There is surveillance camera in the kitchen, but not at the corner of the corridor from the kitchen to the second bedroom.

There was a high table with succulents.

Wu Ma could only choose that place to put the medicine.

Should I follow her or stop her now?
Aunt Wang glanced at the knife rack behind Aunt Wu, where a row of shiny kitchen knives were flashing a cold light under the light.

Aunt Wang wanted to lift her legs, but she felt that her legs were numb and could not be moved at all.

"Auntie Wang, hurry up and prepare lunch. I'll take the soup over first. The old lady must be getting anxious waiting."

"Okay, okay, I'll get ready now~~"

Aunt Wang's hands were shaking, but she didn't move. She just watched the short woman carry a bowl of hot, fragrant chicken soup out of the kitchen.

nine in the morning.

The temperature gradually rose. The windows were open and the breeze, carrying the fragrance of the trees, blew away the stale air in the room.

As expected of a government compound, the landscaping is so beautiful, and there are no mosquitoes at all. I don't know if there are any special flowers and trees planted, but the fragrance is very unique.

"Here's the chicken soup, Auntie. You love old chicken stewed with cordyceps flowers the most. It's just been cooked. It smells delicious."

When the small blue and white glazed soup bowl was opened, a thin layer of oil floated on it.

"Don't be impatient, Auntie. The soup is still hot. Drink it later."

Aunt Wu put the soup at the head of the bed, helped the old man up first, put a pillow behind his back, then turned around and closed the door.

The quality of the house is very good and the sound insulation of the door is excellent.

"Is my daughter back?"

The old man's voice suddenly became very clear and his complexion became much rosier.

Mother Wu looked up suddenly and saw a pair of eyes full of spirit.

"When Director Song left, he said that the leader was in a meeting today and was very busy. He would not be back at noon. Aunt Wang had already prepared lunch."

She was very experienced. The old man suddenly became energetic and his mind was clear. She thought it was a moment of last breath.

Aunt Wu lowered her head and resumed her daily chat.

"Director Song is a big shot, so it's normal for him to be busy."

"Yes, I am busy. I feel like I haven't seen her for a long time. And my son-in-law is also busy. I don't blame them."

"Auntie Wu, I heard you've been doing this for a long time. Tell me if there's anything interesting going on."

"Auntie, a nanny is a laborer and a low-class person. What's the fun of that?"

Aunt Wu shook her head, and seeing that the old man had no intention of changing the subject, she lowered her head and continued to mutter.

"I don't know about other places, but in Guangzhou, more and more elderly people have died at home in recent years. I heard that many of them died in garages where they lived alone, and no one cared."

"The last time I went back to my hometown for a banquet, a grandmother who lived alone downstairs from me died in the garage. No one came to see her during the holidays, but after she died, more than a hundred relatives showed up from nowhere in the early morning, arriving on buses. They filled up the entire downstairs, beating gongs and drums all day, and then they slaughtered a pig and set up a banquet right there."

"Is this why you kill people?"

The old man looked at the soup on the bedside.

"Auntie, you don't want to live anyway, and lying down is suffering, so you might as well help me. My son has no money for his wedding, and I want to earn more money."

Mother Wu didn't know what was wrong with her and suddenly blurted out what was in her heart.

After all, she is an uneducated rural woman, so she does not have the kind of cunningness that one would expect.

"I really want to help you. If you haven't killed anyone, I would be happy to help you."

The old man sighed.

"Auntie Wu, I've lived a hard life, and I never believe that poverty breeds evil schemes, and wealth breeds conscience. You still have a chance to turn back now."

"Auntie, if you want to help me, drink the soup."

Wu Ma's voice gradually grew colder. She hated this rich old woman, a great professor, an intellectual, who always looked so superior and gave alms to others like a god.

"I don't drink."

"Auntie, I advise you to drink it, otherwise it will be more painful."

Aunt Wu forced a smile and put her hands in her pockets.

It was a medical syringe, very small.

Holding it in his hand, he stabbed it into the old man's buttocks while helping him turn over his body, without anyone noticing.

She didn't want to use this method unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, this is the police chief's home, and the risk is too great.

"Auntie, if you don't drink the soup now, it will get cold."

Aunt Wu picked up the soup bowl and brought it to the old man.

"Drink it, then take a nap and you'll feel relaxed."

"click"

The door opened and a young voice flew in.