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Chapter 89 Han Mengxing was arrested

When Han Mengyang heard Han Hui say that the poison was gone, he asked, "The buyer should still have some, right?"

Han Hui shook her head and said, "I made this poison. It uses two rare herbs. My master gave it to me before he died. I don't think you can find it in this world anymore."

"Your master? When did you become his disciple?"

Han Hui smiled. "I'm incredibly talented, but without a master, I wouldn't have learned all these skills. It's just that he's offended so many people, and to prevent those enemies from taking revenge on me, he won't let me reveal my master's identity."

Replacing the master with the system makes sense and is not considered a lie.

Han Mengyang had previously wondered why Han Hui's spearmanship and martial arts skills were so advanced. It couldn't have been entirely self-taught. It turned out she had a master. The person teaching his sister must be a master.

Han Mengyang didn't ask any further questions. His sister's master had warned him, and he couldn't let her disobey his master's orders. "Little sister, I heard that there's still a lot of poisoned red wine left. The Japanese will definitely use this poisoned wine to murder those who pose a threat to them."

Poisons that are colorless, odorless, and cannot be discovered on the spot are most suitable for secret poisoning.

Han Hui shook her head and said, "Red wine is poisonous. You'll be fine if you don't drink it. You don't have to worry. This poison lasts for half a year. Drinking it after that won't kill you."

As for whether there are other symptoms, it is not mentioned in the instructions and she doesn't know.

Han Mengyang felt relieved after hearing this: "Xiaoman, the Japanese said that Ding Gaoming was rescued and woke up this morning. I suspect this is fake news, don't be fooled."

Han Hui said, "Brother, you don't think I'd be stupid enough to go to the hospital for a final blow, do you? If I were so foolish, do you think you'd still be able to see me and Mom?"

If Ding Gaoming really wasn't dead, she would find another opportunity to kill him later. She wasn't looking for death by going to the hospital to assassinate him.

Thinking of this, Han Hui reminded again: "Brother, you are not allowed to report that I am a butcher. Otherwise, I will take my mother away from Shanghai to the port city and you will never see her again in this life."

Han Mengyang felt somewhat helpless. He hadn't expected that he didn't even have this much credibility with Han Hui. "Don't worry, I won't report it unless you agree."

Han Hui yawned: "Is there anything else? No, I'm going to sleep."

Han Mengyang asked, "Don't you want to know how many people drank red wine at Nomura Guangqing's wedding banquet?"

Han Hui shook her head to show she wasn't interested. "Nomura Mitsuaki is just a lackey of the Japanese. Those who attend his wedding are basically no good. So what if they die?"

Few of those who could thrive in this chaotic world were clean. So even if the man was not a traitor or a lackey who was mistakenly killed, she would not feel guilty.

Han Mengyang originally wanted to tell her the identities of the 18 people who died, but seeing that she didn't take it to heart, he swallowed the words back.

Han Hui rested at home for a day and a half, and then on her way to work at the trading company, she encountered three groups of people being arrested. She was used to it by now, and calmly took out her good citizen certificate.

When they arrived at the trading company, Han Hui saw Han Mengyang riding away on a bicycle. She called out to him twice but received no response.

After entering the trading company, Han Hui called Han Mengyang's assistant into the office: "Where is my brother? He was in a hurry and couldn't hear me calling him."

The assistant shook his head and said he didn't know: "The boss received a phone call and rode out on his bike. I don't know what it was about." Han Hui quickly put the matter aside and took Zhang Ziqiang to Pingyuan Company to pick up the goods.

After successfully receiving the goods, Zhang Ziqiang said, "I was worried that this time the delivery would not go smoothly!"

Han Hui thought he was overthinking it: "If the person in trouble was the president of Pingyuan Society, it would be a mess. Nomura Mitsuyoshi is just a dog. If he's gone, we can just replace him with another one."

Zhang Ziqiang nodded and said, "Boss, you make a lot of sense. I just hope all these lackeys die."

After all the goods were put into storage, Zhang Ziqiang said he would treat Han Hui to a meal to thank her. Thanks to Han Hui, his family's debts had been paid off.

Han Hui smiled and said, "As the boss, I'm the one who should treat you. You should save your money and buy a bigger house in the future."

Now the child is still small, so we can still live together if we squeeze in. But when the child grows up, one room will definitely not be enough.

Zhang Ziqiang said with a smile: "My mother said the same thing. She told me to work hard with you and save enough money to buy a house."

When they deliver goods to other places, they are allowed to bring back some local specialties. Of course, there are weight and quantity restrictions. Zhang Ziqiang always buys daily necessities such as cloth or cotton, and sells them to neighbors if he doesn't need them at home.

After dinner, Han Hui went home. She was only responsible for receiving or escorting goods for the trading company, and she was not responsible for other matters.

After a good night's sleep, Han Hui went back to the simulator for training. Her spearmanship and Eighteen Sections Brocade had both made significant strides forward, but she continued to practice, never slacking off.

After coming out of the space, Han Hui took a shower and went downstairs for dinner. At this time, Han Mengyang was setting the table.

Han Hui didn't have the habit of not talking while eating or sleeping. While eating, she asked, "Brother, you left in a hurry today. Did your friend get into trouble again?"

Han Mengyang shook his head and said, "No, Meng Xing was arrested. I went over to find out what happened."

Han Hui murmured, then continued eating. If a Red Party member was captured, she would find a way to rescue him without endangering her own safety. As for Han Mengxing, it had nothing to do with her.

Seeing her indifferent look, Han Mengyang sighed inwardly, and then said, "Xiaoman, I want to rescue Meng Xing."

Han Hui did not object, but simply said: "If you want to save him, I have no right to interfere, but you can't use my money to save him."

She had funded the trading company, and Han Mengyang only received a salary. However, he used the money he earned to buy supplies and send them to the front lines, and Han Hui supported him.

Huang Shufen put down her bowl and chopsticks and said softly, "Xiaoman, no matter what, Meng Xing is still your brother. He's in trouble now, we can't just stand by and watch him die."

Han Hui was unmoved: "Mom, when they went home for the funeral, Zhao Anna bullied you, Han Mengchen and Han Dandan bullied me, but he was as blind as a clown. Later, Han Yongjing sold his property and shop and took all the money away, and he didn't say a word to help us. Now that he's in trouble, why should I save him? I'm not a cheapskate."

Huang Shufen said, "But he helped us find a house before and asked someone to inquire about your brother."

Han Hui sneered, "He found us a house because he was worried that if we stayed in Yunjing, it would cause unrest in his family. As for helping me find out about my brother, I do owe him a favor, but that's my repayment, it has nothing to do with me."

Han Mengyang knew that if he wanted to save Han Mengxing, he had to find a way himself and the trading company's money couldn't be touched. Otherwise, Han Hui would definitely turn against him.