The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: The Plaster Cast Is Not Just a Plaster Cast

The police officer wasn’t hesitant, smashing it with force, and shards scattered all over the ground.

Black Fatty’s expression remained unchanged, completely unfazed.

A few police officers gathered around to search the ground, but besides the shattered plaster cast, there truly seemed to be nothing hidden inside.

Could it be that this trip was a waste?

Officer B frowned tightly, contemplating what to do next when the milky voice of a little girl reached his ears, “This isn’t plaster cast, it smells stinky, not like something edible!”

Little Taotie was born with a love for food and a sensitive nose, capable of discerning the quality of food.

The scent emanating from the ground’s plaster cast was not that of plaster cast. Sometimes plaster cast could be used in medicine, for it has the effects and functions of clearing heat and purging fire, relieving irritation and quenching thirst, contracting sores and generating flesh, absorbing moisture, and stopping bleeding.

Little Taotie was sure, this thing was not plaster cast, not a bit of it was plaster cast!

Plaster cast didn’t have such an offensive smell!

Upon hearing these words, Officer B had an epiphany, and the Black Fatty beside them roared furiously, “Shut up, you little monster! Shut up! Police, arrest her, she’s not human, she’s a monster! She bewitches people with her words. You can’t trust her!”

Tao Mo drew the Sword from his walking stick and pointed it at Black Fatty, shouting even louder, “You shut up, fatso! How dare you slander my sweet granddaughter! I’ll sue you for defamation and slander! Make you rot in jail!”

The police hurried to support the old man who was about to explode in anger, and might lose control and stab Black Fatty, consoling him, “Calm down, calm down! Don’t worry, we police will distinguish right from wrong and won’t let a single bad guy go!”

Officer B ordered, “Collect these pieces of plaster cast and send them for testing!”

His piercing gaze locked onto Black Fatty, he said coldly, “You better pray, because if this isn’t plaster cast, you can look forward to the death penalty.”

Knowing his fate was sealed, Black Fatty became weak, and though he was already injured at the chest, he fainted away altogether.

His underlings were trembling, fearing the investigation would reveal something troublesome.

But in their hearts, they still harbored a sliver of hope. The boss had said this was the latest method, and ordinary testing wouldn’t reveal any issues, they would only assume it was plaster cast.

Qin Xin and the life assistant finally arrived, but the situation here was already nearly resolved.

Qin Xin rushed forward and picked up his sister, inspecting her from head to toe. He saw a red mark on her forehead and became anxious, “What happened here? Why is there a red mark on your forehead?”

Tao Ti rubbed her forehead and casually waved her little hand, “It doesn’t hurt anymore! It’s fine now!”

She motioned for her second brother with a mischievous beckoning of her small hand, urging him to come closer.

Qin Xin leaned in, and she opened her pocket for him to peek inside, then quickly closed it again.

With her eyes bent into a smile, she giggled, “Did you see? Isn’t it pretty?”

Qin Xin: “…”

It was too quick; he saw nothing!

Seeing his sister’s happy grin and not wanting to dampen her spirits, he could only nod, “It’s beautiful, very beautiful!”

“This is my war trophy! When we get home, I’ll give one to big brother, one to second brother, one to Grandpa, and also one to Grandpa Fensi, one to Brother Xiao Bin, one to the old monk master, one to Bald Senior Brother, one to Comb Senior Brother…”

Counting and counting, she tilted her head, becoming a bit uncertain.

“Ah!”

“Seems like there aren’t enough!”

“Hahaha, what good thing are you sharing with Grandpa? Let Grandpa have a look!”

Tao Ti secretly gestured, “You have to look quickly, don’t let the police uncle see!”