Chapter 836: This little woman killed him

She pointed at the woman who was cowering aside and dared not say a word.

The woman shuddered, and walked hesitantly to Qiao Ran. She knelt at her feet with a plop, begging with tears in her eyes:

"Miss, this matter has nothing to do with me. It was Manager Chen who asked me to do this. I am just a poor little woman whose husband just died. Please let me go since I didn't do anything!"

Qiao Ran looked at her with a smile:

"You didn't do anything? Didn't you just come over to me aggressively and demand that I pay for your husband's life? You didn't look like you were coerced, but rather like you were in collusion."

The woman's shoulders trembled, and she quickly explained:

"Girl, this is really none of my business! It was really Manager Chen who forced me to do this. I know nothing about it!"

Eunuch Chen was so angry that he stepped forward and kicked the woman, knocking her backwards:

"You ungrateful bastard! You dare to throw dirty water on Manager Chen when he's not around. Do you think I'm dead?"

The woman was very scared, but now her husband was dead, and she had accepted the ten taels of silver given by Manager Chen. She didn't want Qiao Ran to find out other things.

Anyway, her husband is just a gardener, not a slave who has signed a contract to sell himself to Prince Ping's Mansion.

She just wanted to get away quickly before Manager Chen came back, take the ten taels of silver she got in exchange for her dead husband's life, leave the city and return to her hometown, and find a man to marry.

However, how could Qiao Ran let her go so easily?

The woman just now had a ferocious look on her face and came directly towards her, with her vicious thoughts written all over her face.

Moreover, she dared to conclude that the man on the ground was killed by this little woman.

Qiao Ran walked forward, grabbed the woman, grabbed the hem of her clothes and sniffed it gently, and understood.

"You...what are you going to do?"

The young woman nervously clutched the hem of her dress with both hands. Perhaps because she was guilty, she felt that this unbelievably pretty girl had seen through her thoughts.

Suddenly, Qiao Ran turned his wrist, a cold light flashed, and he actually held a sharp dagger in his hand.

"Ah! Murder! Help! You, you, you... don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

The woman was so frightened that her legs went weak and she fell to the ground, her eyes wide open in horror as she watched the dagger getting closer and closer to her neck.

Just as she was trembling and about to kneel down and kowtow, she heard a "hiss!", a cold light flashed, and a piece of clothes flew away from her.

Qiao Ran picked up the corner of the clothes with a dagger and instructed the supermarket employee:

"Go get a bowl of water."

Then he asked the crowd:

"Excuse me, is there any healer or doctor here?"

Everyone looked at each other, and two voices came from the crowd:

"I can heal!"

"I'm the doctor!"

Both of them had strange accents, so everyone looked in the direction of the voice out of curiosity, and saw two foreigners who looked obviously different from the Dai Viet people walking out of the crowd.

When Qiao Ran saw the appearance and attire of these two people, she understood that they should be two doctors from outside.

Qiao Ran held the piece of clothing that the tip of the dagger was holding in front of the two doctors:

"Are you two foreign doctors who are here to attend the Medical Saint Conference? Could you please help me identify whether there is something wrong with this piece of clothing? Is this woman related to the death of the man on the ground?"

The two foreign doctors looked at each other and bowed:

"We are deeply honored by your trust!"

The two men spoke in broken Great Vietnamese and came closer to smell the cloth.

The woman was inexplicably panicked when she saw this:

"You...what do you want to do? Why are you smelling my clothes? You have no shame!"