The system triggered consecutive alarms.
[Warning, highly toxic substance detected...]
Wu Jie didn't swallow the fried rice; he spat it out and immediately stopped the alarms.
"Damn it, too salty!"
Wu Jie cursed under his breath, tossing the fried rice into the trash along with other garbage.
He didn't outright say that the fried rice was poisoned.
Bang!
Lighting a cigarette, Wu Jie frowned as he smoked, his mind racing.
First of all,
he ruled out Tang Xin and Bai Fengling. It was impossible for them to have poisoned the food.
Because they had no motive to commit a crime. Competing for affection hadn't even crossed their minds, let alone poisoning Wu Jie during some mental lapse.
Next,
Wu Jie felt that even the barbecue shop owner was unlikely to be the culprit.
Running a business is about earning money, not taking lives.
If he really wanted to poison someone, why would he only poison the fried rice? Wouldn't it make more sense to poison the skewers as well?
Finally,
