(30) Night Detective

Mo Qingqian had been to the North Courtyard several times, and he was very familiar with the terrain of the location here, so he went directly to Fang Rou's boudoir, and Jing Qiao, who was fast, couldn't catch up.

This Fang Rou also looks like a slender person, but she also feels very heavy in her arms, and she just wants to put her down as soon as possible.

As soon as she put the person on the bed, Fang Rou woke up and began to cry again, Mo Qingqian had only met her a few times, and she didn't know her well, so she didn't plan to comfort her, so she turned around and was about to leave.

Fang Rou was willing to let her go easily, grabbed her sleeve, and pleaded with tears: "Can you stay and talk to me?" ”

Don't look at her so sad because of the loss of her relatives, and when she thought of herself ten years ago, she felt a little unbearable in her heart, so she didn't pull her hand.

Fang Rou cried and complained about the care of her aunt when she was a child, she had never seen her mother, and her aunt was like her own mother......

She said this in detail, Mo Xiaoxiao just listened quietly and didn't say a word.

Fang Rou burst into tears in the end, and asked, "Does the girl have a handkerchief to lend me, mine is already soaked." ”

Mo Qingqian was about to open his mouth to refuse, but suddenly thought that he had used Ling Wuxin's handkerchief that day, and he had not returned it, but just washed it and put it close to him. Looking at Fang Rou, who was teary-eyed, thinking that she was Ling Wuxin's childhood sweetheart's younger sister, she suddenly wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

Fang Rou was sad and sad that someone would care about her, she was just an outsider, where did she need to bother. After hesitating for a moment, she took out the handkerchief and handed it to Fang Rou, without explaining that the handkerchief was Ling Wuxin's, thinking that they were so close, she should be able to recognize it, and she didn't need to explain it herself: "The girl is so resting, I'll leave first." ”

Fang Rou clutched the handkerchief tightly, the goal had been achieved, naturally there was no need to leave her behind, only politely thanked her, and let her go.

Jing Qiao, who had been outside, saw that the girl in white had gone away before entering the house and coming to the young lady to continue to wait.

Fang Rou looked at Jing Qiao, who had not yet faded the tears on her face, and showed a shallow smile.

It was night, all the sounds were silent, Mo was light and light veils to cover his face, and his figure swept into the west courtyard like a ghost, hidden in the moonlight.

I don't know why the West Courtyard was described by Ling Wuxin as a beast, she entered the hospital, the lanterns in the courtyard shone like day, but she didn't find a subordinate in the courtyard, quiet everywhere to weird, only in the mourning hall left two maids, Mo Qingqian passed by, a maid suddenly convulsed and fainted, the maid next to her was frightened at first, and wanted to open her mouth to call, Mo Qingqian was worried about attracting others, so he hurriedly stopped it, and pointed at his acupoints, the maid only felt numb all over her body, and she couldn't move her mouth and body, so she could only watch her come in with wide eyes.

Mo lightly stepped forward to diagnose the pulse of the maid who fell to the ground, and saw that the pulse was a false pulse, which was a sign of poisoning, the poison was trapped in the heart and brain, and the viscera was weak, and the symptoms were coma, convulsions, rapid and slow breathing, and dilated pupils.

Mo Qingqian whispered to the maid next to her: "She is poisoned, if she is not saved, she will definitely die within five days." ”

When the maid heard this, she cried in a hurry, her eyes were full of worry, and when she saw this, she unlocked her acupoint. This maid is also a clever person, kowtowed three times to Mo Qingqian, lowered her voice and sobbed and said to Mo Qingqian: "Slave Lan Fu, this is the slave's sister Lan Zhi, the girl can detect her sister's poisoning, I think she will be able to save her in the future, ask the girl to be merciful and save her, the slave is willing to repay the girl's great kindness for the cow and the horse." ”

"I'll save her if I do it, but you'll have to answer me a few questions."

"Girl, please ask, the slave must know everything."

"In the past few days, Lan Zhike has eaten something."

"The two of us went to eat after serving the husband every day, my sister and I were eating at the same table, by the way, only one day was different, the night before the death of the lady, because of the illness only ate the porridge, the owner of the three villages was afraid of the bitterness in the mouth of the husband and prepared the white pear and phoenix, but unfortunately the lady did not eat a mouthful, the sister saw that it was a pity, so she secretly ate. After that, my sister always said that her breathing was blocked and her limbs were weak. ”

"Madame's body has always been how."

"In recent years, my wife has not been in good health and has been sick from time to time. Seem...... It seems to be similar to my sister, I have trouble breathing, is it also ......" This maid is also a smart person, and soon thought of the possible situation, almost frightened by what she thought, and suddenly covered her mouth and silenced.

"Do you know who in the house understands medicine?"

"This ...... The slave maid didn't know, and she didn't hear that anyone in the house knew anything about pharmacology. ”

"How is the relationship between the lady and the owner of the three villages?"

"Madame and the owner of the three farms are also respectful, and they have never quarreled for many years."

Mo Qingqian nodded lightly: "When Lan Zhi wakes up, you go to find a large bowl of fresh duck blood and take it, which has the effect of inducing vomiting and catharsis, and then mashing the honeysuckle flowers and leaves into juice and taking it can detoxify." ”

"Thank you, girl, for coming to the rescue." Lan Fu cried with joy and kowtowed again and again.

"Listen, the events of this night, at any time, let no third party, including your sister, know about it except you and me. Otherwise, even if I don't do it, someone will kill you and kill you. ”

"Yes, slave and maid, remember. Girl...... The slave had a reluctant request, and the lady was peaceful, and treated us very well on weekdays, and never scolded us loudly, if ...... The death of the lady was caused by someone else, and the girl was asked to find out the murderer. ”

Mo Qingqian didn't come for this, and didn't agree, but I felt that this thing was strange, and it didn't hurt to check it out, after Lan Fu helped Lan Zhi away, Mo Qingqian came to Mrs. Cheng's coffin, which was actually a wood that was not broken for ten thousand years, and this Chengsan Zhuang owner was really attentive to her.

Opening the coffin, she carefully observed Mrs. Cheng's corpse, the lips of the corpse had turned from lilac to black, the skin was also black, and the abdomen was swollen. It is impossible not to admire the clever means of the person who poisoned it, the amount of poisoning is small and long, Mrs. Cheng has been weak and sick for many years, but there is no sign of poisoning, during which either the deceased has taken the antidote, or the poison of the person who poisoned is superb comparable to the palace family.

After Mo Qingqian restored the coffin to its original state, he found that someone had walked outside the lobby door and hurriedly hid behind the coffin.

Listening to the light but steady footsteps, this person should be a person who practices martial arts, but he is not as silent as Ling Wuxin, and he thinks that this person's kung fu is not profound. The visitor seemed to have stopped in the hall for a while and left, Mo Qingqian knew that there was weirdness everywhere here, so it was better to go back first and then make plans.

As soon as he walked to the door, Cheng Zhi, who was dressed in sackcloth, appeared in sight, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time, that is, he had already discovered himself.

Mo Qingqian's face was still veiled, and before he knew his identity, he didn't want to entangle with him more, so he went out.

Cheng Zhi chased after a few steps, knowing that he couldn't do as well as her, so he pulled out a long whip, shaped like a silver snake, as fast as the wind, and chased her away.

Mo lightly dodged with a shallow posture, and he was also amazed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that his whip was so good, and it was really a person who couldn't be seen.

Cheng Zhi stared gloomily at the direction where the person left, looking at his figure, he looked a little like the woman next to Ling Wuxin, this light skill was rare in the world, and he couldn't help but have a little more doubt about the identity of the person who came, and turned around and walked towards Cheng Ze's study.