Punishing My Thief Neighbor

Holding the 20-dollar bill from Brian, I came to the market near the community. After careful observation, I chose the dirtiest and worst-conditioned meat shop.

The boss with a full belly was wearing a dirty apron and sitting in a rocking chair. He was fascinated by the dancing beauties on the screen. When he saw me, he immediately greeted me, "Come. Take a look. The pork here is freshly slaughtered today. It's absolutely fresh!"

Yes, it's so fresh that flies are laying eggs on it.

I frowned and endured the stench in my nose. I guessed this meat didn't need any seasoning. Anyone who ate it would have to diarrhea.

"Boss, give me 20-dollar worth of sausages, vacuum packed, and then add this dose of laxative."

This is the laxative I used when I was constipated before. It had always been placed in a corner of my house. I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Of course, to prevent any accidents from happening to Brian's family, I accurately controlled the dosage.

The meat shop owner scratched his head in confusion, "Hey buddy, is it a bit extravagant to take a laxative with a sausage flavor?"

But upon seeing the money in my hand, he stopped asking questions. He took the money and the laxative from me, turning around to busy himself.

An hour later, I returned home, carrying a black plastic bag with satisfaction. The butcher did a good job. The sausages in the package looked very tempting, and I didn't smell any strange smell.

Of course, there was also no trace of laxative.

I will retaliate in the same way and punish the evil neighbor!

I lay on the bed and started scrolling through my phone. The homeowners' group chat had already been lively.

Brian posted an edited video, in which I fiercely spoke to the camera, saying, "Ask your old lady to find a part-time job the funeral home, so that she won't steal things every day!

"Go ahead and eat it! I put poison in those cherries. It will kill you animals!"

At the end of the video, Kim was busy with household chores, walking unsteadily.

Brian said, "Everyone, take a look at this. My mom was just helping our neighbor clean up the trash in the hallway. She accidentally brought home some cherries that were placed at the door. Lucas actually verbally abused and threatened my 80-year-old mother. Now she is mentally weak and constantly afraid of unexpected events. Is there no conscience left when he bullied elderly people? Let's all see what this despicable animal has done!"

He mentioned me many times, and asked the group administrator to mention all members, but the group administrator ignored him.

Some people in the group were accusing me, but someone still found a loophole in Brian's words.

"Wait, according to this, your mother did take his cherries first, right? I remember a box of 4J cherries is not cheap."

"I remember that old lady in 402. She previously stole my quilt from the roof. I caught her red-handed and she still didn't admit it!"

"Exactly, I left a package at the door last time and lost it. It might be this old lady! I support 401."

It seemed that there are more people with brains.

I couldn't just be accused for no reason.

I released the surveillance footage of Kim stealing my cherries, and also posted the mediation agreement in the group.

"I intended to forgive you generously, but you insisted on bringing shame on yourself.

"Everyone, take a look. The police have already determined that this old lady is the thief. If it weren't for her old age, I would have sued her in court."

Brian sent several long voice messages.

I didn't even need to listen to those voice messages. The content must be insulting my whole family. But it's okay, I just like seeing him in a hurry.

Other homeowners started accusing Brian. It started with him stealing my cherries and extended to him throwing cigarette butts downstairs, Harry playing the piano late at night, and him parking in other people's parking spaces.

Brian started arguing with everyone, and I happily started watching the show.

Ruby finally appeared and advised everyone to keep harmony and not to fuss over trivial matters.

You are so generous. He is your relative. Of course you aren't a victim.

Ruby couldn't do anything else, but the best at starting fights.

But it was okay. I was used to her double faces.

I threw my phone aside and slapped the black plastic bag next to me.

Words were useless. We need to punish these evildoers.

Only magic could defeat magic.