As soon as the time came, Mo Xingle and several officials from yesterday walked out of the yamen together.

He changed a set of clothes on his body, and vaguely smelled the smell of fat powder, and then looked at the few people who followed behind, all of them were in good spirits, and when he saw A-Yao, he smiled at her, which shows that Mo Xingle was really in place yesterday.

The payment of fifty taels in exchange for four official errands for a few days is worth it!

"Little Yaozhu, you've been waiting for a long time, let's go. ”

On the way, Mo Xingle told her the information he got from the company: "...... It's not arsenic, it's not rat poison, it's possible that it's poisoning to death caused by food conflicts. ”

"The food list is here, and every time Master is invited to make a banquet, he will know in advance the preferences and food preferences of the guests who attend. She said that whether a table of banquets is successful or not, whether the guests eat happily or not accounts for a small part, and they cannot be allowed to come with excitement and return disappointed. There is no conflict with the ingredients on the menu, you can take the menu and ask other chefs or restaurant cooks. ”

Ah Yao handed over the food list - she copied another one, and the confessions of the Qin Mansion were now placed in the yamen, and the two food lists before and after the revision would also become part of the evidence.

"Well, yesterday I heard the maid say that there are five people at a table, and four people can't drink, and she didn't let the wine be served. There is no problem with the kitchen of the Qin Mansion, so you have to ask the shopkeeper Gao and the prefect, it is not clear whether Zhou Qing has been drinking, what kind of wine he is drinking, and who provided it. ”

The smell of alcohol in the autopsy became the key to solving the case.

When the shopkeeper Gao saw Ah Yao coming, he thought she had figured it out, an old face smiled, who knew that Ah Yao was followed by several officials, and suddenly his hands and feet were stiff, swallowed his saliva hard, and asked him: "How many officials are going to be sharpened?" The small shop has entered the fresh lotus root, and it is the best to eat it on this sultry day. ”

"I'm not here to fight, there is a box, I have something to ask you. Mo Xingle said.

The shopkeeper lowered his eyes, his eyes swept over the beaded double iron whip pinned to Mo Xingle's waist, and he smiled busily: "Yes, please come here." ”

The group of them went upstairs, and the diners who were familiar with each other in the store exchanged words: "There can't be a problem in the store, right? I just heard that something happened to Zuixian Lou a few days ago, what's going on this year?"

"It shouldn't be, if there is a problem, the shopkeeper Gao will be escorted away and closed on the spot. ”

"What's going on?"

"Isn't that kid the little boss of the sweet cake shop, it's a quick catch and a small boss, I heard that the drunken fairy building is a restaurant under the name of Mochizuki, and now Mochizuki is still locked in Nanxun Prison without moving, it is estimated that it is an investigation. Alas, it's a pity to hear that Mochizuki is still the daughter of the imperial chef of the previous dynasty. ”

The diner's words reached Mo Xingle's ears, and his footsteps paused, and he followed the shopkeeper Gao into the box.

Two officials were guarding outside the door, two catchers stood on Mo Xingle's left and right, Ah Yao was ready to write and ink, and the shopkeeper saw the posture of the three halls, cold sweat broke out, he was not weak-hearted, but anyone who saw it was nervous.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't be nervous, we're here to ask the shopkeeper a few questions, if the shopkeeper is willing to cooperate, it won't hinder you for much time, but if the shopkeeper fools us...... Then we have to spend time with you. Mo Xingle first knocked on it before he began to get to the point:

"The shopkeeper said what you had done all day at the feast. ”

The feast only began in the evening. In the morning, he settled accounts in the store as usual, and after the lunch market, he saw that there were not many people in the store, so he went to the bathhouse to take a bath, went home to change his clothes, and arrived at Qin's house in the evening.

Mo Xingle looked at Ah Yao's records and followed him to ask, and then asked, "Who did you see when you arrived at the Qin Mansion, do you know the order in which they came?"

The shopkeeper Gao recalled: "The banquet is held in Qin's house, Mrs. Qin is a female streamer, it is not suitable to visit too early, and it is not good if it is late." So I waited for Boss Zhou to arrive at the door and go in together, but before Boss Zhou came, Cao Dang's house arrived in a hurry, so I went in with him - I didn't expect that Boss Zhou was the first one among us to arrive, and the time for the prefect to press the start of the banquet should be unitary. ”

Hmm, the greasy and greasy shopkeeper still knows how to avoid suspicion, and it is not suitable to go in alone, and it is impossible for Zhou Qing, who is stronger than him, not to know this truth.

"What was the deceased doing at the time?"

"He's drinking stewed pears with Chuanbei. The shopkeeper Gao said, "Before I went in, I heard Boss Zhou's coughing and coughing, and it was after drinking Chuanbei stewed pears that I didn't cough much." ”

Mo Xingle asked him to continue, asking what he ate that day.

After so many days, the shopkeeper Gao doesn't remember very well, only the three fresh assortments, which are delicious, and the honey fire recipe.

"Did you drink at the table?"

"Nope. "The shopkeeper Gao is sure, and what he said is similar to that of the maid of the Qin house, Liu'er.

"What about after the banquet, such as apologies or something?" Mo Xingle followed the inducement, and the shopkeeper Gao thought about it, and it seemed that there really was, "It was at the end of the send-off that Mrs. Qin took a pot of wine, saying that it was made of rose flowers from Persia, and drank a cup with the prefect, and the adults thought it tasted light, but his face was much better." ”

"Did you give the wine to the prefect?"

"Nope. ”

Leaving the Gao Family Restaurant, Ah Yao felt a few drops of water fall on her head. Looking up at the sky, dark clouds surged, falling from the sky, and one by one they hit the ground like a thread.

"It's going to rain. ”

"As long as you run fast enough, the rain won't hit you, go to Zhou's house. Mo Xingle wrapped the confession of the shopkeeper Gao in oily paper, three layers inside and three layers outside, and ran away.

When I arrived at Zhou's house, the rain completely isolated the inside and outside of the house, and it was gray, and the shadows of the trees could not be seen clearly.

It's still the same, the people of the Zhou family are separated and questioned one by one, and the rain curtain also has the effect of sound insulation.

When it was Zhou Yu's turn, she recalled that day: "That night, I was awakened. He stumbled and crashed into the room, I went to help him, reached out and touched his back full of sweat, at first he could still talk and let me go to the doctor, and then he began to cough, convulsions, vomiting and coughing, and then the whole person couldn't move, and the body was crooked and the person was suddenly gone!"

I didn't wait for the doctor until I died.

Zhou Yushi talked about it, and still remembered that Zhou Qing died in her arms, her eyes were wide, and as soon as she closed her eyes, it was the scene of that night, "My lord, please find out the real murderer!"

"I will, did he smell of alcohol when he came back?"

"Wine?" Zhou Yushi thought, and shook his head hesitantly: "It doesn't seem to be, there was a shortage of soldiers at that time, where did I notice...... By the way, I only vaguely smell the smell of rose pollen, and it doesn't seem to be pollen, I guess it was contaminated from Mochizuki, and Mochizuki didn't plant a lot of roses. Speaking of the back, Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, looking at Ayao with contempt and provocation.

Ah Yao didn't want to pay attention to her, it wasn't her fault that Master Mochizuki was beautiful, and she couldn't control the man and was embarrassed to anger others.

"Did the deceased have anything to taboo or a particular favorite food to eat?"

"Well, he likes to eat venison and he likes to eat porcini mushrooms. ”

Finally, they came to Nanxun Prison.