Chapter 355: Was He Killed? Or Was It an Accident?

Yu Linxiao heard Ru Huan's analysis, and punched him in the palm of his hand and said anxiously: "If the father is suspicious of the identity of the ninth brother, then the disappearance of Feng Baguio may be related to the father emperor......

"What I'm most worried about now is the authenticity of this letter......" Ru Huan, who has always been calm and calm, has a dejected sense of frustration on his face at this moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yu Lin Xiao was stunned and muttered: "Isn't the handwriting of this letter confirmed that it was written by Feng Baguio himself?" he suddenly reacted to the true meaning of Ru Huan's words, and then exclaimed: "Miss Ru Huan is ...... The authenticity of the content?"

"Ru Huan has a feeling, I'm afraid ......" Ru Huan said this, looked up at Yu Linxiao, and the two couldn't help but say the second half of the words in unison.

"Hades is really not the emperor's biological heir!"

Yu Lin Xiao seemed to be frightened by his words, his body shook, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Ruruo...... Really...... So ......"

Ru Huan sighed deeply and tried his best to calm down, and the pair of big shining eyes soon appeared stubbornly firm: "In short, finding Feng Baguio now is the key to everything." ”

"That's right, if you find Feng Baguio, you don't have to worry about Xie Fengqing's hat!" Yu Linxiao thought of Xie Fengqing's attitude, and the masculine lines of his face were full of anger.

"What did he say?" The man's shadow flashed in his mind, and Ru Huan naturally showed a hint of irritability.

He said that Feng Baguio disappeared for no reason, and it was possible that it was ...... It is possible that the ninth brother killed people...... This is simply nonsense!" Yu Lin Xiao became more and more angry the more he spoke, and reached out and slammed on the back of the chair, even the armrest was broken.

Ru Huan thought for a while, and said to Yu Lin: "Although there is a lone shadow secretly protecting, but Ru Huan is still not worried about the safety of the Hades King, so please trouble His Royal Highness Chengwang to go to the palace to do some trouble." Ru Huan plans to go to Feng Baguio's residence again, and maybe he can find other clues. ”

Yu Linxiao nodded in agreement, and when he saw Ru Huan saying to leave, he hurriedly shouted behind him: "Miss Ru Huan, you better go and change your clothes!" After he shouted this, it seemed inappropriate to think of talking about women's clothing, and his wheat-colored skin also raised a hint of redness.

Only then did Ru Huan notice that he was running around the street in a red wedding dress, no wonder the people on the street just now looked at him with strange eyes.

When Ru Huan appeared in front of Jiang Fuhua again, she had already changed back into a white smoke skirt, reached out and stroked her hair that was a little scattered due to running, and smiled apologetically: "Ru Huan is here to trouble Jiang Gongzi again." ”

Jiang Fuhua seemed to be secretly wiping away tears, and was really startled when he suddenly heard Ru Huan's voice: "Miss Ru Huan......"

Ru Huan saw the tears in the corners of his eyes, and persuaded softly: "Don't worry, Mrs. Jiang's life should not be in danger at the moment." I'd like to take a look at Madame's room and maybe I'll find a useful clue. ”

Jiang Fuhua nodded slightly: "This is where my mother lives, and Fuhua lives next door." During the day, my mother likes to sit here and do embroidery. ”

Ru Huan carefully inspected the room, the bed was clean and neat, the bookshelves were well organized, only the stack of patterns on the desk and the basket with needles and threads looked a little messy.

There was a half-embroidered handkerchief stacked on top of the sewing basket, Ru Huan walked to the table and picked it up, only to feel that the embroidery was fine at a glance, and it was everyone's beautiful demeanor. She remembered her crappy cross-stitch and laughed self-deprecatingly as she tried to put the handkerchief back, but her gaze inadvertently fell to the bottom of the basket.

The sunlight outside the window shone with a touch of golden light, and Ru Huan hurriedly reached out to remove the needle and thread in the basket and picked up a yellow, orange and orange object from the bottom!

Gold?

What Ru Huan held in his hand was a fragment of gold, and the reason why it was said to be a fragment was because the cutting around it was extremely irregular, and there were incomprehensible lines engraved on it. But gold will not be broken, I am afraid, it is deliberately cut by man.

What is it?

At this time, Jiang Fuhua also came over, and he was also very surprised when he saw this gold fragment: "Huh, is this my mother's thing? Why hasn't Fuhua seen it?"

Ru Huan carefully observed the patterns on it, one by one, like waves, it was difficult for people to guess what the pattern was.

She was looking at the fragments when she heard Jiang Fuhua muttering in a low voice: "Recently, my mother has always had nightmares and restlessness, saying that the imperial capital still has something that she can't rest assured, does it mean this thing?"

Ru Huan suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and his voice was a little nervous: "She said that the emperor has something that he can't rest assured?"

"Yes, since one day, my mother's embroidery often pierced her fingers, and it always seemed that there was something on her mind, and after a few days, she said that the emperor had something that he could not rest assured and wanted to come back and take it away. ”

Ru Huan stretched out a finger to her chin and pondered, but she couldn't be sure what Feng Baguio wanted to take, was it really this gold fragment?

……

Early the next morning, Ru Huan was distracted by the gold fragment, but he heard a noisy noise outside the door, and Jiang Fuhua was rampage trying to squeeze through the guards sent by the Hades King and rushed in.

"Don't stop him, let him in!" Ru Huan reprimanded the guards and turned to look at Jiang Fuhua.

At this time, Jiang Fuhua's face turned pale, his lips kept trembling, and he seemed to be extremely frightened. He tried to speak, but he moved his lips and couldn't pronounce a single character.

Ru Huan hurriedly asked someone to bring a cup of warm tea, Jiang Fuhua took two sips to relieve his emotions a little, and then said with a crying voice: "Father...... Father in Fuzhong...... was burned to ......"

"Master Jiang?" Ru Huan was shocked and even let out a little unruly, she hurriedly followed Jiang Fuhua to the Jiang Mansion.

The two of them were still dozens of meters away from Jiangfu, and they could still see curling black smoke, and when they got closer, the gate of Jiangfu was still intact, but most of the houses inside had been blackened.

The closer Jiang Fuhua approached the study where Master Jiang was, the more he couldn't suppress his crying, so Ru Huan had no choice but to throw him aside and walk into the burned room carefully.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Ru Huan saw the handsome Yulin Xingli standing there with a folding fan, smeared by the temperament of this elegant world, and the scorched black rubble fiasco made people instantly have the illusion of green water in the mountains!

Yulin Xingli was flanked by Xie Fengqing in a dark red official uniform, and when he saw that Ru Huan had arrived, he immediately took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Sister, are you here?" ”

Ru Huan didn't look at him, just stared at the charred corpse on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you investigated the scene?" Do you think he killed him or was it an accident?"

"Naturally, he killed it!" I heard that when the servants found out about the fire, the door was locked from the inside......" Xie Fengqing, who was halfway through speaking, saw the contemptuous look in Ru Huan's eyes, and couldn't say anything more.

"The time of the crime was early this morning, when the doors and windows were locked, and the scene was badly burned, and there were no signs of a fight. Yulin Xingli's voice was still as gentle as spring, but he introduced the case in an orderly manner.

"It seems that the truth will not be known until the body has been examined. Ru Huan calmly reached into his arms, took out a pair of homemade white gloves and put them on.