"You can get through with words alone, and your piano skills are really worrying."

"So adults know." Han Yi lowered his head slightly embarrassed, and suddenly pulled the wound.

She stretched out her hand to cover her neck, and Peng Chi's eyes glanced slightly: "I'll come to the study to get medicine later." ”

Han Yi nodded.

And yet—

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the leaves rustled, and she subconsciously shrank to Peng Chi.

Peng Chi looked down at her nervous appearance, and said casually: "You sleep in the study tonight, if you don't rest well, how to do things." ”

"Your Excellency, you're finally like a human being."

After Han Yi finished speaking, he felt that this was strange, and when he was about to explain, a dark shadow drew the attention of the two.

The black shadow panted and appeared in front of the two: "My lord, Tang Nian is dead......

"When?"

"After returning home, Mrs. Tang just found out that she was dead, so she came to report the case."

Peng Chi smiled evilly, "Let's start shooting now." ”

Han Yi was a little confused when he heard this, "Wait a minute, why is there a book in any department?" ”

"The jade pendant is just a disguise, and if you don't succeed in blaming the trouble, you naturally want to kill people."

Han Yi nodded as if he was right or wrong, he really couldn't keep up with Peng Chi's brainpower.

"Let's go."

In front of the Tang Mansion, Han Yi was still lamenting the size of this mansion, and this bolt was made of gold.

How much does it have to sell for?

"Come in."

When Han Yi heard Peng Chi's call, he found that they had all entered the mansion.

In the room, Tang Nian was lying on the ground, the blood at the corners of his mouth had dried up, his hands were holding the door frame, and his nails were black.

Poisoning again.

Han Yi tugged at Peng Chi's cuffs and shrank behind him, after all, it was night, and he was still a little timid in his heart.

Peng Chi frowned, broke away from Han Yi and squatted down, and began to examine the body.

Suddenly, Han Yi was attracted by the beautiful sandalwood box on the table, she lifted the lid of the carved ornament, and a smell rushed to her nose, choking her cough again and again.

She pinched her nose and walked over to Mrs. Tang, "Mrs. Tang, is this sandalwood?" ”

Mrs. Tang sniffed slightly, then raised her eyes in shock, "This ...... It's not! This...... What is it? ”

Peng Chi's fingertips glued a trace of powder, "This is mangweed poison, inhaling too much will cause coma and death." ”

"Who usually cares about Lord Tang's incense?"

Mrs. Tang was supported by the maid, "I did it myself, but it was still sandalwood in this last night." ”

Peng Chi suddenly saw the hand holding the door frame, as if he was still holding something.

He picked out Tang Nian's palm, and sure enough, there was a handful of hair, Peng Chi leaned on the tip of his nose, with a faint fragrance, the murderer should be a woman.

"Counselor Han, squat down."

Han Yi obediently squatted in front of Peng Chi.

Peng Chi gently stroked Han Yi's hair, the two got close, and Han Yi skimmed his face.

If you move forward, you can stick it to Peng Chi's chest, "Master Peng...... Your Excellency, I'm good."

Peng Chi gently tore off a hair, let go of Han Yi, and stood up.

"Counselor Han will tell Guard Zhao about the shampoo he usually uses."

Han Yi pinched himself in embarrassment, what was he thinking about just now!

Peng Chi turned to look at Mrs. Tang Nian, crying with a chok, and her cuffs were wet.

"After Lord Tang returned home, what was wrong with him?"

Mrs. Tang Nian wiped away her tears and said sluggishly: "When he comes back, he will say...... Tired. Later, I stewed some soothing porridge...... When I got to the room, I found this scene. ”

"No unusual sounds?".

"Nothing." Mrs. Tang Nian shook her head.