"Please, please, save me......" The body on the ground suddenly twitched violently, and before Su Qi could drop the dagger, he tilted his head to the side and lost his breath.

"Miss, it seems that someone is coming!" Cuiluo's anxious voice came from not far away, Su Qi was not obsessed with Song Wushuang's death but immediately left her original position, and she still did not recover from the shock brought to her by everything that happened to Shi Cai until she got into the carriage.

The man she had hated for five years died like that, and before she could do anything, she died without a word but a cry for help.

Seeing that the fire was lit up not far ahead, Su Qi immediately gave up his plan to go to the Splendid Pavilion and asked the coachman to drive the carriage back to Su Mansion. Just in case, she also deliberately let the coachman take a different path than when he came.

After returning to Su Mansion, Su Qi was not in a hurry to send someone to inquire about the Song family, Hengzhu She had already placed people inside and outside the Song family, and I believe that she would be able to get the exact news tomorrow morning.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

The next day, before dawn, Su Qi got up, and she received a secret letter from the Song Mansion as soon as she got up, and after she couldn't wait to open the secret letter, Su Qi was stunned in place for a long time and couldn't speak.

"How, how is it possible?" Su Qi muttered, not even knowing that the letter in his hand was falling from his hand.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, but the silence in the lobby of the Song family was terrifying.

Song Zhentang sat in the first place with a pale face, and the black green under his eyes showed his exhaustion, not only the black green, but his originally somewhat cloudy eyes were full of bloodshot at the moment, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

"Master, it's good to pad your stomach after drinking clear porridge, but don't burn your body. The maid served Song Zhentang a bowl of fragrant porridge, but Song Zhentang waved his hand without blinking, and the maid understood that this was what the master meant for her to step down, so she silently withdrew with the porridge without saying much.

On the other side of the room, there was also a maid who brought the porridge to the expressionless Liu, but she opened her hand with an impatient face. Because of this action, the maid couldn't hold the porridge in her hand for a while, but was splashed with extremely hot porridge. The delicate skin turned red in an instant, but she didn't dare to cry out for pain, but endured the pain and quickly picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

Silence returned to the room, a dead silence.

"Master, yes, there's news. The elderly man who suddenly rushed into the house was Song Zhentang's right-hand man, breaking the silence of the room.

Liu's reaction was much more fierce than Song Zhentang's, as soon as she saw someone coming, she rushed forward and grabbed the person's shirt, and asked urgently, "But my Bao'er has news?"

The older man's body was shaken vigorously by the Liu family, shaking his face pale, because he was afraid of the identity of the Liu family and her current appearance, he did not dare to struggle hard, but fortunately, Song Zhentang spoke in time to let him get out of the sea of suffering. The man straightened up and took a deep breath before saying, "The eldest young master has found it, but he's ...... He's gone. ”

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense, my Bao'er, it's just a trip, no, no......" Liu suddenly shouted as if he was crazy, and his face was full of madness, and he made people's hearts furious.

But soon the Liu family had to face this fact that was enough to break her heart, after the older man, two people carried a corpse covered with a white cloth into the house, and the Liu family was quiet, and the first to lift the white cloth was Song Zhentang with a complicated expression.

At the moment when the white cloth was lifted, Liu suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted. However, at this time, Song Zhentang didn't have the heart to pay attention to the fainted Liu family, and all his attention fell on the corpse in front of him that was no different from his eldest son Song Wuyi.

"This, is it really nothing?" Song Zhentang didn't notice that his tone was also a little trembling, he stretched out his rough palm and stroked it over the face of the corpse that had long lost its temperature, and two lines of tears slid down his weather-soaked cheeks.

"What the hell is going on? How is it so good, it has become like this? It is clear that yesterday was still good......" Although he rarely gave Song Wuyi a good face on weekdays, and the thing he did the most was to hate the scolding of iron and steel, but he couldn't deny that he cared about this eldest son very much, after all, this was the son he had high hopes for, and it was his first child!

"Big Young Master...... It was found this morning under an ancient tree outside the Wanhua Building, and when it was discovered, the body was already cold, looking at the time, it should have been gone yesterday night. The little one went to ask the people in Wanhualou, and they only said that they did see the young master enter Wanhualou yesterday, but they didn't see him come out, and the bustard mother and girls in Wanhualou insisted that the eldest young master was staying with a girl called 'Ping'er' last night, but that Ping'er also disappeared last night, and the little one was already looking for it. ”

"This rebel, how many times have I told him to go to those fireworks places, why doesn't he have a long memory! It's good now, he ...... at a young age."

Song Zhentang spent a lot of money to ask the government to investigate the matter thoroughly, not only that, but he also used his available connections to invite people from both black and white to help him find out who killed Song Wuyi. It's just that after checking and checking, Song Wuyi's death is like a mystery that can't be seen, and no one can find out why.

……

"The person who died was Song Wuyi, what about Song Wuliang, what about him?" Su Qi took a few deep breaths and tried his best to calm himself. Last night, she saw it so really, the person who died in front of her was Song Wuyi, but today it suddenly became Song Wuyi, how could she not be surprised, how could she not doubt?

"Song Wuliang also went out yesterday, but he went to see Young Master Xu, he didn't stay outside the mansion for too long before returning to the mansion, the one we saw at night probably just happened to be similar to him. Cui Luo frowned and said what she had guessed.

Su Qi shook his head solemnly, "Do you know that in this world, there is an object called a human skin mask, as long as you wear it, you can completely change your appearance." We met that person last night, but today came the news of the death of the eldest young master of the Song family, and this matter cannot be a coincidence. The only thing that can be explained is that someone is making a ghost behind his back, this person, except for Song Wuji, does what he thinks. ”

Su Qi pinched up the secret letter that Shi Cai accidentally dropped, took the fire fold handed by Cuiluo, burned the secret letter and threw it back into the incense burner, "I was so naïve, I would have thought that he would die so easily, now that the Song family has no eldest son, there is only one seedling left of him, even if the Liu family finds something in the future, Song Zhentang will not let her have a chance to get rid of her only son." It's just that I'm a little curious, how the hell did he do it?"