"I don't know......"

After catching the head and asking, the rich merchant said with a sad face: "Yesterday I went to the countryside to collect the rent, and as soon as I came back, I saw ......."

Speaking of this, he shook his head again and again and sighed, overwhelmed with grief.

"What about you?" said the headcatcher, and asked the butler.

The housekeeper said: "On the birthday of the queen mother, Mrs. asked us to go to the temple to pray for blessings with small cups and saucers, and Mrs. Xiaoqian went to the doctor to get medicine, and when we came back, Mrs. She ......."

After asking one by one, the head catcher muttered, "So...... Everybody's got an alibi?"

Seeing this, Chen Zhe pursed his lips: "What kind of head catcher is this, this IQ ...... How did you become a headcatcher? like a fool!"

"You're not a fool, so who do you say killed him?" Zhuo Yun glanced at him.

Chen Zhe stretched his waist: "This still needs to be guessed, it must be the housekeeper, crying so fakely......"

And at this time, on the TV, Bao Zheng and Bao Mu glanced at each other, and came to the two plain-clothed maids with a smile:

"Excuse me, these two sisters, how long have you been working here?"

"It's been ten years......," the two maids said with handkerchiefs wiping tears with tears.

Zhuo Yun pointed to the two of them on the TV: "I'm afraid this is the murderer, right? ”

Chen Zhe just wanted to speak, but Bao Zheng on TV turned to a red-clothed maid next to him:

"What about you?"

The maid also cried and chirped: "It's been half a year......

"Oh~~" Bao Zheng dragged his voice.

Looking at his unbeaten appearance, Zhuo Yun couldn't help but be happy: "No, it seems that this woman is special, maybe it's her." ”

Chen Zhe was speechless on the side: "Come on, you, who is the murderer when you talk to?" You must know that the murderer is often revealed at the end, and he must be him if he doesn't ask the housekeeper for a long time. ”

"Just you can!" Zhuo Yun didn't have a good breath.

Although she was unhappy, she didn't say anything more.

"I know who the murderer is!" Bao Zheng smiled and nodded slowly, looking like he was in his chest.

But his hanging appetite made countless viewers in front of the TV can't help but complain: "I don't know if I don't say it, I'm waiting for the New Year!"

"Who?"

Bao Zheng suddenly pointed to the rich businessman on the side: "It's him!"

This finger came very suddenly, very inadvertently, like a handkerchief suddenly thrown behind someone, which made people stunned.

But after being stunned, I couldn't help but laugh when I recalled the narrow appearance of Bao Zheng just now.

"Why, how could it be me?" the rich merchant's eyes widened, and his body leaned back a little funny.

And the mother in the background has a bright smile.

This scene made Zhuo Yun and his wife can't help but think of the picture of Tang Bohu ordering autumn incense.

But it's funny, not a spoof.

Zhuo Yun can be sure that although it is quite funny, he does not think it is a drama, but it is very interesting.

Zhuo Jie raised his eyebrows: "This old man, you said you just came back from the field in a hurry?"

"Yes?" the rich merchant didn't know why.

"However, I see that your shoes and socks are clean and spotless, is that unreasonable?"

Zhuo Jie's serious appearance finally made Zhuo Yun couldn't help laughing.

"Hiss~~"

Zhuo Jie took a breath and craned his neck: "Could it be that you rushed back last night and killed your wife with your own hands while everyone was away?"

"I didn't, this ...... This is pure speculation on your part!"

Zhuo Jie pointed at him disdainfully: "I knew you wouldn't admit it, but I have a second piece of evidence." ”

"What proof?" the rich merchant glared again.

Zhuo Jie looked thoughtful, tilted his head and looked at the rich merchant's hand: "I saw a thumb print on the scar on your wife's neck. ”

The rich merchant subconsciously looked down at his hand, and then he came back to his senses and quickly retracted it!

This funny scene made Zhuo Yun laugh again.

And Zhuo Jie continued: "There are horns on this thumb print?"

While speaking, Zhuo Jie pretended to have an incredulous face: "How can this person have horns on his thumb print?"

Hehe smiled, Zhuo Jie reached out and grabbed the wrist of the rich merchant, lifted it up and stretched it out in front of the head catcher, pointing to his thumb:

"Unless, he's wearing a jade wrench on his thumb!"

In front of the head catcher, the little eyes of the chubby rich businessman shrank and raised in fear, just in time to look at the angry head catcher, and he was frightened at that time, and his small eyes blinked.

"Hahahaha!" Zhuo Yun patted the sofa and laughed, and Chen Zhe was also happy.

"Poof!"

At this moment, a suppressed voice couldn't hold back in Zhuo Yun's laughter.

Zhuo Yun's laughter stopped abruptly, and he turned his head suddenly, and when he met those eyes, his face changed at that time:

"Chen, Zi, Hao!"

"Bang!"

The door was quickly slammed shut again, with a muffled thud as it was slammed shut.

Zhuo Yun stood up and was about to settle accounts with his son, but when he turned his head and looked at the screen, he couldn't take a step again.

"So you're the murderer!"

The head catcher shouted angrily, and the rich merchant was escorted down by the officials.

And Bao Mu happily came to her son's side: "You are so smart, can you guess why he killed his wife?"

Bao Zheng didn't even think about it, and pointed at it, and said, "Then I have to ask her!"

The camera swept over Bao Zheng, suddenly zoomed in, and looked at the red-clothed maid who was still crying just now, and behind Bao Zheng's voice, she looked up in horror!

She was stunned, but in thousands of households, the audience who was watching Shaobao wanted to laugh a little.

"What's the matter with me...... the maid in red panicked.

"I don't know!" Bao Zheng continued with a crumbling glare:

"What I don't know is why the two of them have been here for so long, and they still use cloth handkerchiefs, but you have been here for such a short time, but you are using silk scarves?"

When she put the handkerchief into her arms in a panic, Bao Zheng raised her eyebrows: "Could it be that a certain master sent it?"

When the other two maids looked at the maid in red, Bao Zheng once again asked Bao's mother for credit: "Isn't that right, mother?"

Bao's mother smiled: "I don't know how to reason, I'm a doctor." ”

As she spoke, she walked up to the red-clothed maid, picked up the sachet in her hand and sniffed it: "This is not a gastrodia bezoar, it is the Thirteen Taibao, it is to save the life and the baby." ”

"Oh~~" Bao Zheng took the sachet and sniffed it, and let out a strange tone again.

"Madame is so old that she doesn't need it anymore. ”

As she spoke, Bao Mu grabbed the maid's wrist and put her fingers together:

"Congratulations girl, it's a happy pulse!"

In the sound of Bao's mother's laughter, the maid knelt down with a puff and cried:

"It's none of my business, it's the master, everything is done by the master...... He said, "When my wife dies, she will accept me as his filler...... Woowoo woo ......"

In front of the TV.

"It turned out to be him. Chen Zhe shook his head.

"Cut, it's as if you already knew it, but just now you said the housekeeper. Zhuo Yun snorted: "Anyway, I said it was the maid, and I touched it a little." ”

At this time, the camera turned on the TV, and they were already walking on the street, and the head catcher smiled:

"You guys have helped the government solve another case!"

At the end of this episode, Zhuo Yun finally remembered something, glanced at Chen Zhe, and then crept to the door!

Suddenly, she jerked off the doorknob and pushed it open!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled thud against the door, followed by a cry of pain: "Ouch!"

Pushing open the door, Zhuo Yun saw Chen Zihao sitting on the ground, reaching out and touching his forehead.

And Chen Zihao was in pain, he raised his head suddenly, and met Zhuo Yun's sharp eyes, he was so frightened that he was in pain, and he was busy crawling up and howling:

"Write homework, write homework, I'll write it!"

Seeing his son's panicked appearance, Zhuo Yun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the TV again, and thought about it.

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