Zhao Shuang felt that it might be that his style was spicy in the eyes of the ancient sons.

Lin Wenyi stopped five meters away from Zhao Shuang, as if she was afraid that she would eat him, and said, "Miss Zhao, hurry up and go back to the county government with me, my uncle is very worried about your safety." ”

It turned out that his uncle was worried, and Zhao Shuang was slightly disappointed: "Aren't you worried about me?" ”

Lin Wenyi's ears are red, she is a young man, and her face is like a peach blossom.

Zhao Shuangcai felt that she seemed to be too spicy, but in fact, she definitely didn't mean that.

Fu Ning, another young man next to him, bowed his head and said nothing, his eyes flickering with a dark color.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, Zhao Shuang waved his hand and said, "Wait until I finish dealing with this domestic violence case and then go back to the county seat." ”

"Domestic violence?" Lin Wenyi is inexplicable, has this county magistrate's daughter even started to manage domestic violence cases?

Zhao Shuang thought about it, walked into the small courtyard, asked Rou Niang to suspend her ineffective work, and said to Xiuxiu: "Girl, how long have you been married?" ”

Xiuxiu said shyly: "It's been four months a year." ”

Zhao Shuang continued to ask, "This guy ...... That is, when did you start beating you? Did it start as soon as you got married? ”

Xiuxiu hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, no, I was treated very well at first, but later, I ...... Later, because we have never had children, and we are unfilial and have three nos, my husband beat me in a hurry. ”

Zhao Shuang was speechless, can you get pregnant without children and just beating your wife?

"When exactly did he start hitting you, and has he behaved abnormally since he started beating you?" Zhao Shuang asked.

When a man beats his wife, it is either a pervert or a change of heart, and in order for Xiuxiu to give up on a man and make tofu well, she must be made to die for a man.

Xiuxiu replied: "That's it, it's from three or four months ago, there's nothing abnormal about me with him, he has always loved to read, and sometimes he is nervous about schoolwork, so he lives in the county school overnight." ”

"I've been living in the county school for the past three or four months, but I didn't have it before, right?" Zhao Shuang was almost certain that this guy had changed his mind.

She was just about to explain to Xiuxiu Xiaozhi with reason and emotion, a man who had changed his mind, what kind of powerful King Kong fist could not be pulled back, Lin Wenyi, who came in with her, glanced at Zhao Shuang.

Zhao Shuang: It's not like seeing me like seeing Grandma Wolf, why do you still look at me?

Zhao Shuang walked in front of Lin Wenyi, and Lin Wenyi hurriedly took two steps back.

"What did you find?"

Lin Wenyi whispered: "I smelled that fragrance from Cui Shusheng. ”

Zhao Shuang suddenly froze: "What fragrance?" ”

Lin Wenyi said: "It is the smell of the room where Mr. Shang was killed in the inn, the smell of spices made of Banxia, Fusha, and Wancui. ”

Zhao Shuang immediately realized that this Cui Shusheng was likely to be related to the inn murder, and even the murderer.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shuang walked out of the broken wood door, pulled the eldest brother aside, and whispered a few words.

The errand nodded, walked into the courtyard, and showed the token to Cui Shusheng and Xiuxiu: "The errand officer handles the case." ”

Cui Shusheng said: "Brother Errand, what do we ordinary people have to do with handling cases?" ”

Xiuxiu was also nervous, she was beaten a few times by Xianggong, she wouldn't have committed a public case, she really didn't want Xianggong to get into a lawsuit, she blamed her for not being angry, and she couldn't help but make a sound every time she was beaten.

The messenger said to Cui Shusheng: "Stand with your head in your hands, otherwise you will be hindering official business!" ”

Although Cui Shusheng is not angry, he beats his wife at home in a good manner, and the disaster will come from heaven, he knew that this is the case, if he doesn't beat his wife today, he will beat him again tomorrow.

But he didn't dare to violate the tolerance, and stood with his head in his hands.

The messenger quickly found a purse from Cui Shusheng and sent it to Zhao Shuang: "Miss Zhao, look at this purse is not ordinary, you see that this fabric is the most expensive plain brocade in the Lu family cloth shop, and this embroidery is not something that ordinary people can have." ”

Zhao Shuang didn't know anything about this thing, and she couldn't eat this thing, so she didn't take it, and directly motioned to Lin Wenyi to take a look.

Lin Wenyi took the purse and looked at it and said, "This is Su embroidery." As he spoke, he looked at the clothes on Cui Shusheng and his wife and said, "Su Jin and Su embroidery, such a purse, the market price is about fifteen taels of silver." That is, the expenses of ordinary people for a year. ”

Zhao Shuang understood that Cui Shusheng's use of such a purse was equivalent to a person with a monthly salary of 3,000 using a brand-name bag of more than 100,000 yuan, which was uncoordinated and almost undeserved.

Zhao Shuang said with a smile: "Scholar Cui, can you explain how you, a poor scholar who wears coarse cloth clothes and relies on his wife to sell tofu for you to study, can afford to carry more than 100,000 yuan...... Can afford a purse of fifteen taels of silver? ”

Seeing that Cui Shusheng didn't answer, Xiuxiu defended fairness and said: "That's ...... It was my dowry, and I put spices on my body for my husband, and I smelled and refreshed myself when I was sleepy from studying. ”

Zhao Shuang smiled: "Dowry? So Xiuxiu girl, tell me what kind of spices are in your dowry purse? ”

"I ...... I ...... "a girl who buys tofu, where can she afford spices, she naturally can't say."

Zhao Shuang said with a smile: "The spices in his purse, said to be precious, are not particularly precious, but the configuration is relatively special, so far, I have only smelled this specially blended spice in one place." ”

Xiuxiu subconsciously asked, "Where is it?" ”

Zhao Shuang: "The tofu you make is good, I'll tell you." The murder room that happened in the Blue Maple Inn a few days ago was filled with the smell of this spice. Mr. Shang, who died in the inn room, died from inhaling a large amount of this spice. ”

Zhao Shuang concealed that the true cause of Mr. Shang's death was caused by the combination of this spice and the medicine in the food.

Sure enough, she saw that Cui Shusheng, who had always been angry, had changed his face.

"According to my father's investigation, Lord Zhao, this spice requires a large amount of inhalation at one time to kill her. Mr. Shang, who died in the guest room, was killed by inhaling a large amount of this spice in a confined space because he ignited it. If you don't have a lit spice, you can carry it with you and inhale it in small amounts every day, which can cause chronic poisoning. The manifestation of poisoning is that sometimes it is more excited, and sometimes it is more lazy. If this toxin is not removed from the body for a long time, it will cause paralysis. Zhao Shuang said as he looked at Cui Shusheng.

This guy's face changed drastically, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Inhaling this spice, hyperactivity and laziness are all medicinal effects, but paralysis is purely Zhao Shuangmeng's people.

And apparently Cui Shusheng has already believed it.

The messenger pressed Cui Shusheng to the ground and said, "Say, why did you murder Mr. Shang?" ”

Cui Shusheng shouted: "No, I didn't kill anyone, it's not me!" ”

"Then why do you have the spices that killed Mr. Shang in your hands? This spice is specially configured, unless you are the murderer! The messenger snapped.