Hearing He Wenbai say this, He Qingwei's eyes tightened.

He Wenbai had just come in from outside, how did he know that Miao Lian had written her name before she died? And it was in the case of being exposed by her and being angry.

"Second uncle, how do you know that Miao Lian wrote my name before she died?" He Qingwei stared at He Wenbai.

He Wenbai was stared at by He Qingwei in a layer of cold sweat, his eyes were gloomy and sharp, as if he could see through him at a glance, so that he had nothing to hide, and He Qingwei in the past definitely didn't dare to look at him like this.

"Then, isn't it written on the ground ......" He Wenbai stretched his neck to look at the corpse on the ground? ”

The house is paved with blue bricks, and the blood stains are written on the ground and cannot be seen in the distance after they are dried, and they can only be seen clearly when they are seen closely, and they are not very clear from He Wenbai's perspective.

He Qingwei turned his head and glanced at it: "What is written on the ground?" ”

Everyone looked at it blankly, not knowing what was written on the ground.

"Your name." He Wenbai said stubbornly.

"Second Uncle is really good eyesight, I didn't even see my name written on the ground." He Qingwei didn't seem to be smiling.

He was a little dissatisfied that it did not achieve He Wenbai's expected effect, and finally attracted people's attention: "So obviously, who can't see it." ”

The people around him looked at each other, were they blind?

"Why didn't I see it? Who saw it? Ning Wuya looked at the people around him.

The people around immediately shook their heads, what are you kidding, who dares to do it against this son.

Ning Wuya looked at He Wenbai: "Your eyes are very special, maybe you have more eyes." ”

He Qingwei almost laughed on the side, and then looked at Lord He: "Can you do it?" ”

"In the lower three cities, the prefect of the government is Xu Shancheng." Xu Cheng made a self-declaration of his name.

He Qingwei bowed his head: "Xu Chengzuo, when did Miaolian die?" How did he die? ”

"Judging by the condition of the body, he died this morning, poisoned." Xu Qizuo said directly.

"This morning, I went to my uncle's house with my husband, and everyone in the carriage we were in, the streets we passed by, and my uncle's family could testify." He Qingwei glanced at He Wenbai, don't do anything to frame people with such an IQ.

"Maybe it's the kind of poison that kills you at regular intervals?" He Wenzhu immediately said.

He Qingwei looked at He Wensong, this person writes martial arts novels, and he can really determine the time of poison: "What kind of poison is it?" ”

"Arsenic." He is very sure.

"As far as I know, arsenic will have a very painful process from taking it to poisoning it, and at this time, the person who takes the poison will collide, bite, and scratch something because of excessive pain, and please check it." He Qing did not say directly.

He was stunned for a moment: "It's true, but we didn't find it on the corpse." ”

He Wenbai and He Wensong looked at each other for a moment, and there was a look of disbelief in their eyes, I don't know why He Qingwei was suddenly so smart.

"Isn't there anything found in this room either?" He Qingwei looked around.

Xu Cheng covered his nose, a little found in this room, but he was embarrassed to tell the young lady.

He Qingwei took a step forward: "My maid Miaolian is illiterate at all, and it is impossible to write my name so neatly." ”

"That's what you guessed, right?" He Wenzhu crossed his hands in front of him and stared at He Qingwei.

"Miao Lian grew up with me since she was a child, does the third uncle know her better than me?" He Qing didn't ask rhetorically.

He Wenzhu looked to the side, when did this He Qingwei become so sharp-toothed, he didn't dare to say a word when he saw them before.

He Qingwei sneered, such a rough murder scene was embarrassed to show it in front of her: "Xu Chengzuo, please take a look at the blood characters written in the blood of the deceased." ”

Xu Yanzuo bent down and carefully examined the blood stains used by the deceased to write: "This is ......"

"The bleeding from the fingertips was limited, and the deceased had general spasms in the case of poisoning, and it was impossible to write the font neatly." He Qingwei analyzed.

"That's right." He Qizuo suddenly examined the corpse carefully.

He Qingwei swept He Wenbai and He Wenzhu to see the nervous appearance of those two people.

"The fingertips of the deceased were slightly worn, there were no signs of gnawing, and the words were written with bleeding from the mouth and nose." Xu said confidently.

If this matter is really related to their son-in-law, this matter will be difficult to handle.

Don't look at the master's usual dislike of his son, that is only he can dislike, and others can't say a word.

"That is to say, someone wrote the deceased's finger in the blood of the deceased after the deceased's death, and someone wanted to frame us." He Qing said with great certainty.

He Cheng nodded, the young lady is so powerful, she can come to such a result without taking a good look at the scene: "What the young lady said is true." ”

"Then they can't escape the relationship, otherwise why would Miao Lian write the names of the two of them." He Wenbai said without giving up.

"How do you know it's two people?" He asked directly.

"I ......" He Wenbai craned his neck and looked over, "Guess, how can a person poison someone to death." ”

He Qingwei looked at He Wenbai sharply, and shrunk He Wenbai's neck.

"The murderer should be two people, the poisoned person is very difficult to control, since there are no special traces on the deceased's body, it should be held hostage, and under normal circumstances, one person can't be held hostage." He Qingwei looked at Xu Chengzuo, "Take a good look at the scene, the murderer must have left other traces." ”

"Yes." Xu Cheng nodded.

"Then it's none of the business with us, is it?" Ning Wuya shook his arm, this was the easiest time for him to clear his suspicion, and his daughter-in-law was too powerful.

Ning Anbang looked at his uncompetitive son: "This is not much thanks to Qingwei." ”

"I'm ......" Ning Wuya pointed at himself and was speechless for a while.

If they hadn't forced him to marry He Qingwei, what did He Qingwei's maid have to do with him, and now that he is still dead, he would still be grateful to He Qingwei?

After thinking about it, forget it, he's already married anyway.

He Qingwei glanced at the helpless Ning Wuya and smiled.

"Lord Ning, there are so many people here who affect the investigation, let's get rid of the irrelevant people first." He Qing did not propose.

"Yes." Ning Anbang nodded, "The government handles the case, and no one else avoids it." ”

The surrounding officials immediately drove away the people around them.

He Qingwei and Ning Wuya had no intention of leaving, and Ning Anbang did not drive them out.

"What instructions does the young lady have?" Xu Qizuo was very respectful to He Qingwei.

"Old Xu?" Ning Wuya looked at Xu Shancheng in disbelief.

This Xu Chengcheng usually doesn't pay much attention to him, but he is not very respectful to He Qingwei, which makes him embarrassed.

"First of all, I will inquire who the owner of this house is, the doors and windows here can be damaged, what traces are there at the scene, this scene is so rough, there must be a lot of leaks, as long as you look carefully, there must be clues to the murderer." He Qing said with great certainty.