Under the misty moon, it was hazy and desolate.
Qian Ai was silent for a while, then asked, "Your mission is to find Du Jinnian?"
Wu Sheng nodded.
Qian Ai looked at him and said with a bit of difficulty: "Did you say you want to live or die..."
Wu Sheng sighed and didn't answer, as if he couldn't explain clearly.
Qian Ai got goosebumps. The old man who cheated on the corpse, the disappearing Du Jinnian, the second master Cheng who died last year... These information that I just asked were woven into a dark net, covering the entire Cheng family's house. He couldn't figure it out, this kind of information processing had to have a brain like Wu Sheng's.
Watching Qian Ai rush back to the spirit shed, Wu Sheng stood alone in the dark for a while.
Just this moment, the complex clues have formed the veins—
1. Three people disappeared: Cheng Jiming died; Mrs. Cheng died; Du Jinnian disappeared.
2. There are three people left in the Cheng family: Cheng Xiaonan; Cheng Jiming's second wife, Hai Huiping; Cheng Jiming and his original wife's daughter, Cheng Yixin.
3. Social relations: Du Jinnian and Cheng Jiming are on good terms; Hai Huiping is the younger sister of Hai Yunlong, the master of the young gang of the Hai Gang.
4. Doubt:
① Mr. Cheng fell down last year and died this year, is there any doubt
②Cheng Jiming was kidnapped and the ticket was torn apart, but Fu Shouhui refused to admit it. Did he really not do it or deny it
③Why did Du Jinnian suddenly visit Cheng's house? What did he chat with Cheng Xiaonan in the living room of the small building
All kinds of information that I inquired about were like beads that fell on the ground, and Wu Sheng needed to find the thread that tied them.
Back to the western-style building, unexpectedly Hai Yunlong brought someone.
Wu Sheng didn't know Hai Yunlong, but from the formation of the other party's hula-la and a group of people, the eyebrows and eyes were slightly similar to Hai Huiping's, and the words he communicated with Jiuye Ying, so he could understand - Fushouhui will be in Chengcheng When the family didn't leave, Hai Huiping called her brother to sit in town.
But what puzzled Wu Sheng was that Hai Yunlong seemed to correspond to the young man beside Jiu Ye, and his hatred value was higher. A pair of eyes stared at the white young man's face, his eyes were like hellfire.
The fair-skinned young man looked indifferent, didn't look at Hai Yunlong at all, his expression was calm and content, and he occasionally yawned.
Amidst the undercurrents, Ying Jiu glanced at Wu Sheng, who was standing at the door, hesitant to enter, and immediately became kind: "Mr. Bai, are you going to admire the moon?"
If you don't look into the depths of Ying Jiu's eyes, this is definitely an elegant person, and he even teases with kindness and kindness.
Knowing that he had been away for a long time, Wu Sheng continued to tease with a smile, without explaining at all, so as not to make the description worse.
At the same time, his eyes fell on Hai Yunlong, as if he had just seen this master, he raised his eyebrows slightly, in mild surprise.
Hai Yunlong narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Mr. Bai."
"..." Yes, another "acquaintance".
Wu Sheng suspects that Mr. Bai is a courtesan in Tianjin, so why don't the bigwigs count as one, and they all know him
Too many words will be lost, Wu Sheng treats the two bosses equally, and smiles politely without saying a word.
Cheng Xiaonan didn't miss the opportunity to interject and greet everyone to sit down. Fortunately, the sofa in the living room was large enough for the four of them to maintain a polite distance.
Hai Yunlong left four people standing behind him, and let the rest go outside, which was considered to give his brother-in-law a little face.
Long nights, unintentional sleep, four awkward chats, walking hard.
Instead of talking, it's better to sit and face each other.
Ying Jiu and Hai Yunlong are both on the road and can sit still, but Cheng Xiaonan is just a rich boy, so he can't resist the pressure, so he directly asks the servant to bring up the whole bottle of foreign wine. Added several times.
Hai Yunlong was drinking tea, and he made the other party hook out the wine bug. When Cheng Xiaonan poured the wine again, he shouted to the servant next to him: "Come here with an empty cup, and I will accompany your uncle to drink two sips."
The servant didn't dare to neglect, and immediately agreed. Who knew that the wine glass in Cheng Xiaonan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the thick glass fell on the carpet without breaking, with a muffled "dong" sound.
Looking at Cheng Xiaonan again, his mouth was wide open and his breathing was short. He covered his throat with one hand, and pointed at the half of the foreign wine bottle on the table with the other. His eyes were full of unbelievable horror: "Wine... wine... poisonous... "
Hai Yunlong was originally attached to the foreign language on the wine bottle. He wanted to rely on Lian Mengdao to guess and research which wine it was. Seeing Cheng Xiaonan was poisoned, he suddenly withdrew, and his back slammed into the sofa. Far!
Wu Sheng looked at Jiuye Ying subconsciously, but he didn't expect that the other party was also looking at him.
Cheng Xiaonan suddenly bent down and slammed his throat. After a few seconds, he slammed and spit out all the wine he drank at night until only sour water remained. He shouted: "Quick... hurry up and find... Mr. Gong... just say... just say it is... grass black... poison..."
The people here are rushing away, and there Cheng Xiaonan picks up the teapot on the table again, and pours it all down his throat, it's really pouring.
After pouring, put down the teapot, pick your throat again, and continue to induce vomiting.
This is a bit like gastric lavage. Wu Sheng looked at his "skilled self-rescue process", and his eyes flashed slightly behind the lens.
Caowu, a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, can cure diseases when used properly, but it is poisonous when used badly.
Soon, Mr. Gong arrived, seeing that the equipment was a Western doctor, and I could tell from the words that he was also an old friend of the Cheng family.
Cheng Xiaonan coughed and panted again, and could hardly speak. But when Dr. Gong saw the filth all over the floor, he knew that he had vomited, and immediately asked Cheng Xiaonan to lie down in the room, and then started to give injections, infusions, and various treatments.
There were only three guests left in the living room, and their positions became awkward.
"Is your uncle drinking medicinal wine?" Ying Jiuye suddenly turned his head and asked the servant next to him who was already frightened.
The servant was stunned for a long time before shaking his head vigorously: "No, it's foreign wine, no herbs!"
Ying Jiuye nodded, tapped his finger on the armrest of the sofa, and turned his eyes to Wu Sheng: "Mr. Bai, don't you think it's strange? How can Uncle Cheng be so sure that he was poisoned by Caowu?"
Wu Sheng certainly found it strange, but he didn't know Ying Jiu's plan, so he cautiously said: "Caowu Paojiu is often poisoned, and it's not surprising that Uncle Cheng has seen and recognized it."
"Ying Jiu, what do you mean by that?" Hai Yunlong of course spoke for his sister's family, "Can Cheng Xiaonan poison himself? Is he tired of living?"
Suddenly a shadow flickered at the entrance of the stairs.
Wu Sheng looked over subconsciously, and at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, a little girl was hidden in the shadows.
Wu Sheng couldn't see what she looked like, only her half-length hair, and a pair of cold eyes in the dark.
Aware of Wu Sheng's gaze, the child turned around and ran upstairs, the footsteps were so soft that they could hardly be heard.
Cheng Jiming's daughter, ten years old this year - Wu Sheng remembered the information that Qian Ai had collected.
About half an hour later, Dr. Gong came out of the bedroom and told them that Cheng Xiaonan's intake of aconitum poison should not be large, and with proper vomiting, he was out of danger, but he needed to rest in bed and continue the infusion to remove the toxin as soon as possible.
After saying this, the doctor benevolently warned: "It's a medicine that is one-third poisonous, so don't use anything to make wine."
There is no grass and black medicinal wine at all, just ordinary foreign wine, which has been poisoned.
It was already obvious, but Ying Jiu and Hai Yunlong didn't say anything. Wu Sheng also replaced the words that came to his lips with: "Mr. Gong, I'll take you off."
Dr. Gong kept saying no, Wu Sheng still sent the person out of the small building, all the way to the front yard.
But when he was about to reach the gate, he turned a corner and dragged the person to the mourning hall. Xiaozhi responded with reason (coercion) and moved with affection (coercion), and semi-forced to let Mrs. Cheng perform an autopsy.
Wu Sheng originally suspected that he also knew some inside information, but after looking through it, he didn't think it was like that. This person was probably a simple doctor who had contacts with the Cheng family, so he decided to take a risk.
In the dead of night, there was no one in the huge mourning hall - no one dared to approach the old man who had just cheated the corpse - only a few white candles, a table full of sacrifices, and the lonely old man Cheng.
Mr. Gong couldn't really do an autopsy, that is, he looked at his eyes, ears, nose, nose, and limbs, but the more he looked, the more serious his expression became. At the end, he said, "Mr. Bai, you may have guessed right, Mr. Cheng is likely to die of poisoning."
"Maybe?" What Wu Sheng wanted was "sure".
Mr. Gong shook his head: "Unless the stomach lysate is tested, it is impossible for any doctor to make a definite judgment based on the naked eye."
After sending Mr. Gong away, Wu Sheng thought about it and slowly paced towards the small building. As soon as he reached the front of the building, he was pulled into the bushes. He didn't see his face clearly, and saw the bald head first.
Wu Sheng bent the corners of his mouth unconsciously, and since Cheng Xiaonan was poisoned, his heart began to quiver, and finally a breeze came in: "You don't sleep well, what are you running around."
Xu Wang said righteously: "Can I leave you alone on the quest line!"
Wu Shengle, deliberately asked: "Then let me listen, how can you help?"
"..." Xu Wang was speechless for a long time, then he directly kissed his cheek on tiptoe, "Come on?"
Wu Sheng thinks that this is a good refueling and can continue.
"Do you suspect that Cheng Xiaonan poisoned Old Master Cheng? And it's the same poison that he was poisoned just now?" After hearing Wu Sheng's brief summary, Xu Wang understood what he meant.
"Yes," Wu Sheng said, "otherwise he couldn't have reacted so quickly and accurately after being poisoned."
"But why did he harm his own father? Who poisoned him? What does this have to do with Du Jinnian's disappearance?" Xu Wang was still at a loss.
"I don't know yet." Wu Sheng told the truth, "but I always felt that the key point was Cheng Xiaonan, and Du Jinnian saw him last."
Xu Wang: "Then what is he doing now?"
Wu Sheng: "There is a hanging bottle in the bedroom."
Xu Wang: "..."
Wu Sheng: "Don't worry, Fushouhui and Haigang have sent people to guard. Cheng Xiaonan is going to have an accident, and they can't get rid of the relationship who are here tonight, so they are more concerned than anyone else."
Xu Wang was surprised: "How do you know I'm worried?"
Wu Sheng smiled: "Because according to the experience of ordinary detective films, the first suspect should be killed by the murderer by this time."
Xu Wang: "..."
There was no movement from Master Yan Yi, and he had already fallen asleep. Xu Wang came here mainly to ask about Wu Sheng's situation, and he did his best to help, but Wu Sheng himself has no clue at the moment, so let Xu Wang go back to rest first, and then go back to himself. the small building.
As soon as he reached the door of the small building, he saw a servant sneaking behind the porch. He looked so intently that he didn't even see Wu Sheng who came straight up.
When Wu Sheng got to the pillar, he let out a soft "Ah", as if he had been arrested for doing something bad.
The Fushouhui brother heard the sound and looked over for no apparent reason.
Wu Sheng saw that there was no one in the living room, and asked directly, "Where are the nine masters and the young gang leader?"
The servant didn't expect this to be what he asked when he opened his mouth, and after a few tremblings, he recovered his voice: "Rest, take a rest."
"Didn't go?"
"No, I rested in the guest room." The servant finally became a little more fluent.
The host can't afford to be poisoned, and the guests really have no reason to continue drinking tea and chatting, but it seems that they have made up their minds to take root in the Cheng family.
Wu Sheng thought for a while, and said, "I'm too tired, can you arrange a guest room for me?"
"Of course, sir, please." The servant immediately led the way.
Wu Sheng followed him all the way to the other courtyard near the small building, until no one was around, and suddenly asked, "Why are you looking at him?"
The servant paused at his feet, with a little panic and a little dazed: "Huh?"
Wu Sheng looked at him, this time it wasn't a question, it was affirmation: "You know that Fushouhui brother."
The servant shook his head sharply: "I don't know, I don't know!"
"Okay." Wu Sheng shrugged, "I asked Hai Shao Gang Master to ask you, you should know it."
Wu Sheng could see that the entire Cheng family compound was actually quite worried about Hai Yunlong. If Ying Jiuye was an uninvited guest, then Hai Yunlong was more like the overlord of his family.
"Don't, sir, I really don't know anything, I just, just... see that one..."
Wu Sheng's heart tightened, and his tone was unconsciously stern: "What did you see?"
The servant was about to cry: "Last year, after the second master was kidnapped last year, the kidnapper asked a child to send a blackmail letter... I opened the door... When I received the letter, I saw him peeking at the alley, and the two of us were together. Right in the eye, he ran away... Sir, please don't say it was me... Fushou will kill people without blinking an eye..."
After repeated promises to comfort him, Wu Sheng sat in the dark and desolate guest room, lost in thought for a long time.
Could it be that Cheng Jiming, who was bound by Fushouhui, asked for a ransom and tore up the ticket
He always thought it was not, but the "testimony" just now made him shake again.
"The task that the owl gave you is to investigate the case?" In the quiet night wind, a voice slipped in through the crack of the door, and then someone pushed the door and entered, as naturally as entering his own home.
Wu Sheng stared blankly at the young man beside Ying Jiuye, Yuzai came in, sat down opposite him, and suddenly said, "Xiaoxue?"
"I'm wearing glasses for nothing." Chi Yingxue picked up an orange in the fruit bowl on the table and peeled it off by herself.
"When did you recognize me?" Wu Sheng was curious.
Chi Yingxue threw an orange into his mouth: "You entered the courtyard with a group of monks."
"And then?" Wu Sheng didn't believe that he recognized him at that time. At that time, Fu Shou would be confronting the Cheng family, and he didn't speak at all on the outside.
Chi Yingxue frowned and tilted her head to look at him, as if to say, it's so obvious, why do you need me to explain.
"You flirt with one of the little monks, and you flirt with the captain with the same set of eyes."
Wu Sheng: "..."
Which one is the same set? !
"Do you like the captain?" There was no head over there, and he threw it over to ask again.
Wu Sheng said without hesitation, "Of course."
"Come over if you like it, throw yourself down, and do things," Chi Yingxue looked at him blankly, and asked very sincerely, "It's enough to just use your eyes, don't you panic?"
Wu Sheng: "..."
There was no lewdness in the eyes of the other party, it was a question that was so magnanimous that it was almost pure.
But this is what makes it even more difficult to answer!
"Huh?" Chi Yingxue urged.
Wu Sheng surrendered and threw out the truth: "I didn't have it, let you ask..."
All are silent.
Chi Yingxue was very satisfied with the answer that met her expectations.
"By the way, Qian Ai is also here." Wu Sheng remembered and forgot a comrade-in-arms, "He is a family member of the Cheng family and is now guarding the shed."
Chi Yingxue nodded and continued to look at him, as if waiting for something.
Wu Sheng pushed his glasses, but behind the lenses he was dazed.
Chi Yingxue couldn't wait any longer, and asked directly, "Where's the little Sijin?"
Only then did Wu Sheng react: "I don't know yet, Qian Ai said it might be him when he saw a thief, but he ran away if he didn't catch it."
Chi Yingxue threw the oranges back into the fruit bowl and didn't eat them, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled out of shape: "We're all here, he's not here, is the owl sick again?"
"..." This kind of domineering idea that doesn't conform to his own will and is always classified as a bug, Wu Sheng sighed.