Chapter 178: design

Han Fei's words were tantamount to a bomb that exploded the villagers in the entire village. Everyone showed a panic and whispered to each other, a panic spreading.
Han Fei did not interrupt their discussion. People always need some buffer time when accepting something.
The old village chief gave an order: "Quite me all!"
In an instant, only the breathing of everyone in the entire ancestral hall was left. The old village chief looked at Han Fei and said, "Miss Han, please continue."
Han Fei nodded, and then said: "The poisonous weeds used by the people who poisoned the back mountain before and the poisonous weeds put in the well water this time are similar. The two things happen consecutively, so 80% of them are done by the same person. "
Everyone gasped for a while.
The old village chief said in a deep voice, "Who does Girl Han think would do it?"
Han Fei said frankly: "I don't know. This is to ask if your village has accumulated enemies or opponents on weekdays. If you are willing to spend such a large price to frame you, it is definitely not ordinary people."
The old village chief vetoed it, saying: "Impossible! Our Shuibian Village has been silent on the world for many years, and has not stepped out of this land, let alone offend people, there are not many people!"
At this time, Boss Hao said weakly: "May I insert a sentence?"
Everyone looked at her, and Boss Hao cleared his throat and said, "It doesn't have to be an enemy. There is another possibility that there is something worthy of the other party in this village, such as some treasures."
The old village chief was shocked when he said this, and Han Fei knew it. Both of them thought of one thing at the same time, the sarcophagus with the treasure!
Boss Hao raised his doubts again and said; "I guess the other party wants something, but there is no need for such a big fanfare. Just steal it. I don't understand why we must kill them all, and what is even more strange is that before In the case of poisoning in the mountains, if you want to kill Shuibian Village, you don't have to be so troublesome. Wouldn't it be enough to drop it into the water earlier?"
Many villagers showed thoughtful expressions.
Yes, if you want to kill them, why do you have to poison the soil in the mountains? With the reduction of prey, how long will it take to drive them into desperation? Moreover, as long as they decide to leave this place in the process, this strategy is useless at all.
When everyone was puzzled, Han Fei suddenly raised a question, saying: "Who else is using that well? I heard the third aunt say that the well has not been used for a long time, right?"
The old village head cleared his doubts and said, "Well, that well is basically unused now. There are some old people in the village who have trouble with their legs and feet. They are eager to go to the well to get water. The soybean child is just lazy. ."
As he said, he sighed heavily.
Han Fei realized that, except for soybeans, those who were poisoned were elderly people or people with physical disabilities.
"That's it, that person doesn't want to kill everyone."
For a while, everyone looked at Han Fei.
Han Fei touched her chin, squinted, and said, "The other party's intention is not to kill all. This can be seen from the poisonous soil in the mountains and the current poisonous water. The poisonous soil just wants to trap you. After the poisonous soil was resolved, the other party used poisoned water, but it was not put into the main water source, but placed in a well that is not used very much in the village, then it means that you don’t want to kill them. If you have to use a word to describe it , That is, threat."
The old village chief understood Han Fei's meaning in an instant. He confessed: "Miss Han, you, you mean...threat? But why threaten us?"
"Very simple, a legacy of the goddess."
The old village head was even more puzzled. Said: "If it's just for something like that, as Boss Hao said, wouldn't it be easier to use theft method? Wouldn't it be more wasteful to spend time and energy with such fanfare?"
Han Fei smiled meaningfully and said, "It's not a waste."
The old village chief was puzzled.
Han Fei stretched out his hand, pointed to the villagers, and said, "The remnants of the goddess are not only the sarcophagus."
The third aunt was silent for a long time and couldn't help but interrupted. She clung to her voice and said loudly, "What else is there!"
"And you."
Everyone was shocked.
Han Fei went on to say: "The goddess has nine armies, each of which is an incomparable treasure and wealth, more precious than the so-called bracelet. You never realized that you are more valuable than the so-called treasure. ?"
Boss Hao and Chang De showed a suddenly realized look.
Yes indeed! How did they not think of it! Why do you think the treasure is a thing!
These villagers are not just villagers! Still an army! This is the army! No ordinary country farmer!
Boss Hao has long been able to determine from the daily actions of these villagers that this army is absolutely extraordinary!
If such an army obeys a certain person, then it is definitely a useful and sharp knife!
Yes, this is the result of Han Fei thinking about it all night.
Only this guess can perfectly explain why the other party has to do these things, especially the poison is not difficult to solve, it is just a little troublesome, plus what the old village chief just said, poisoning is only used in a less common From this, it can be seen that the other party does not want to kill everyone in the well, so this is a means of deterrence and threat.
Shock and threat...
She hates being threatened most. Especially under her nose.
It just so happens that the matter this time is related to her mission...
Han Fei touched her chin and smiled very meaningfully. She suddenly had an idea.
"Are you mad at being teased?"
Han Fei asked suddenly.
The villagers roared with the same hatred: "Angry!"
"Want to retaliate?"
"miss you!"
"Want to find out that bastard!"
"miss you!"
"Very good, so close."
A strange scene appeared, a group of people gathered together, and from time to time there was a burst of surprise, clear sound, dark laughter, and applause.
The next day, mourning and sorrow sounded in the entire Shuibian Village. White pans were hung on the eaves of many households, and wailing sounds of crying and looting could be heard everywhere, a kind of grief and sorrow filled.
Many people who walked wear black bars and tied their arms, which in the folks is a sign that a family member has died.
At the door of the village, a middle-aged man with a basket on his back stood there, listening to the cries and sorrows from the village, showing a satisfied expression.
He patted the dust on his clothes, so he walked in slowly in his spare time, and those who saw him would have surprised expressions, and then blurted out, "Gu Doctor! Why are you here!"