Ximen Longting knew that she was by his side, and his heart was peaceful, but he didn't dare to sleep again.

He probed her forehead and noticed that it was not so hot.

Surprise suddenly crossed his eyes: "The fever has subsided." ”

Wilson walked over and probed the beautiful woman's forehead as well, and found that it was still hot.

immediately understood: "Young Master, you yourself are having a high fever, and your body is still hot, so naturally you can't feel Miss Jing's temperature." ”

"She hasn't had a fever yet?!"

"Not ...... yet"

Simon Longting was about to get up in a heavy voice, but his eyes were black, and he was so powerless for the first time.

Wilson stopped him: "Young master, you are taking potions, you have to rest well, what do you tell me to do." ”

"I slept for a few hours. ”

"It's only an hour......

"The maid's room has been found out?"

"It has been found," Wilson bowed his head, "that a maid has a bugging device for a butterfly brooch, and that we have found a butterfly brooch of the same style in the garbage truck that we empties out of the estate every day...... and, a mobile phone of the same model as Miss Jing. The mobile phone has a control function, which can remotely operate Miss Jing's mobile phone. ”

Ximen Longting looked shocked.

"Young master, you know, the garbage in the manor will be sent away by packing trucks every day, and the garbage in each room will be cleaned up regularly by servants. And in the garbage bag of the butterfly brooch, Miss He threw away the stockings. We asked the maid who served Miss Ho to identify the apple cores that Miss Ho had eaten that day, and the mask wrappers that she had thrown away -- to confirm that the bag of garbage belonged to Miss Ho. ”

Ximen Longting's lips turned purple, and he said coldly: "Weishenme didn't tell me at the first time!"

"It was only found out when the young master was unconscious...... I see you're too tired and need a break. ”

Ximen Longting pulled out the potion plug coldly, gently let go of Jing Jiaren's hand, and got out of bed.

Wilson knew that he couldn't stop the young master, so he had to go over and help him.

"No, I don't. Ximen Longting stood up coldly and said domineeringly, "I can't die." ”

Tell the servants to take good care of Jing Jiaren, and if there is any news, inform him immediately.

So he strode out of the room.

Wilson followed closely: "I've already put Miss He, Miss Leng, and that servant...... They were all locked in Miss He's room, waiting for the young master to interrogate. ”

Living room.

Leng Xinqi was lying on her stomach, her back was wrapped in bandages, her teeth were grinning in pain, and it hurt to move.

The servant knew that she was in trouble, and hid in a corner and cried quietly, and He Wan'er also looked depressed.

After all, Leng Xinqi is the third miss of the Leng family, she is only a suspected accomplice in this matter, and there is no evidence to confirm that it is her, so in addition to being locked up, she still enjoys the treatment of the third miss of the Leng family.

Several servants served her, feeding her fruit and massaging her uninjured skin.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, the servant's cry became even stronger, and He Wan'er couldn't even hold the teacup and smashed it on the ground.

The door opened, and Simon Longting's gloomy and terrifying face came like hell and Satan.

The bodyguards who followed him closely, one came in with a bucket of water, while the other, cautiously carrying a sealed oil drum.

Nurse He and the servant immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, shouting injustice.

People who have done bad things, even if the evidence is in front of them, will not admit their guilt if they don't see the coffin.

If they confessed immediately, Simon Longting would be suspicious.