Mo Ziyu gave her a subtle look, as if to say that this kind of thing can still be fake.

"If I'm not mistaken, you said before that the other party fell and twisted his waist to recuperate? How could he suddenly die? ”

Even if it hurts more than the waist, this accident is too fast.

"It is said that there is a hidden secret, Tianyi doesn't understand the situation, and he will wait to go back."

"What about this side?" Ling Lan turned to look at the window of the restaurant, and always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at this side.

"Leave a few people to watch secretly."

Having made up her mind not to stay longer, Ling Lan went back to say goodbye to a few people, thanked them for this sumptuous lunch and said that they would come over to disturb them in a few days.

"Are you leaving?" An Chong greeted him.

"Hmmm! There are other things to do, so I can only go back early. ”

"Also, you are busy with affairs, by the way, Grandma Liu said that you have been to the flower garden, I don't know how you feel?"

Ling Lan, who had already turned around, paused: "What else do you say!" Halfway to the road, Lord Mo fainted because of discomfort, you don't mention I forgot, wait for the next time I come over, I must go to watch it, I heard Grandma Liu say that the flowers you have cultivated are extremely beautiful, and they are rare. ”

Seeing that she was very regretful and regretful, An Chong chuckled: "It's not as good as Grandma Liu said, it's just that I like it more so I take care of it!" Then I said that I would go to watch it next time, and I would introduce the girl to it at that time. ”

"That's better, thank you in advance."

An Chong shook his head: "Miss Ling is polite, it's an honor to go down again." ”

The two came outside while laughing, and Mo Ziyu's face became more and more gloomy.

An Chong subconsciously stopped, while Ling Lan waved her hand and ignored Mo Ziyu and went straight to the carriage a few meters away.

The man's uncertain state, she has long been accustomed to it.

On the way back, Mo Ziyu was meaningful: "You guys can talk very well." ”

Ling Lan disagreed: "It's okay! An Chong has high emotional intelligence, can speak, and understands a lot. ”

The man frowned, and leaned back with his upper body: "Don't you think there is a problem with this An Chong?" ”

"I think! So know more, as the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing the other can win all battles. ”

"Oh? Did you learn anything? ”

Ling Lan leaned against the window and crossed her arms: "He can quickly guess the identities of me and you, which means that he is very concerned about this case on the surface but is very calm, knowing that we are investigating the corpse thief, and if he still tricks me, about what we are searching, whether there are clues, by the way, he doesn't know that we have been to the flower garden." ”

"And what are your results?"

"This person is very suspicious."

Mo Ziyu couldn't help laughing, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Ling Lan was displeased: "Is it funny?" ”

She said so much seriously that it turned into a joke.

Mo Ziyu rarely had a subtle thought, afraid that she would be really angry, so she thought about changing the topic: "I thought of one thing just now, you used to sit on the side of the road at the foot of the mountain, and the flowers and plants around you were different from other places at that time, do you remember?" ”

"Hmmm! You also said it was flowers stuck in cow dung. ”

Mo Ziyu's expression gradually became solemn, and his tone was serious: "So I've been thinking, what fertilizer is used under the flower bed that An Chong has carefully cultivated?" Or is it that those exotic flowers and plants react with each other to fascinate the mind and cause a series of uncomfortable reactions? ”

This sentence made Ling Lan's heart beat half a beat slower, and something seemed to flash in her mind, but she couldn't catch it because she was too fast.

In the silence, the man continued to speak: "After Tianyi checked it, he thought that the soil in the flower garden was different, although he couldn't hold his breath for too long, and he didn't find anything else. ”

"I didn't know much about flowers and plants, I didn't see anything wrong with them at the time, but I didn't pay attention to the soil."

"The people in the dark will investigate An Chong first, and I'll let Ya Luo take a look when I have time."

Ling Lan nodded silently, always feeling that she had overlooked an important matter, and she fell into deep thought while thinking.

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Dali Temple Shaoqing Li Wen's mansion, entered from the side door, there was not even a ghost along the way, turned a corridor to the backyard where Li Wen lived, there were more people, and they were all guards with knives.

Ling Lan walked forward silently, looking at this posture, she had a little guess in her heart.

Soon, someone trotted in front of Mo Ziyu, whispered the situation and led the way in front.

Ling Lan, who was beside him, listened carefully and confirmed that the guess was correct, it was indeed not a normal death.

I vaguely heard that Li Wen suddenly went crazy, and without warning he reached out to pinch his neck, with great strength, and when the next person heard the sound and rushed over, he saw his hands like claws, his eyes rolled up, and his face was blue...

As for what happened later, Ling Lan didn't hear it clearly, at this time, she only felt incredible in her heart, how could Master Li suddenly go crazy and choke her neck?

Soon a door was opened, and before I could enter, I heard a mournful cry from inside.

Ling Lan was stunned and raised her eyes to look inside.

At this time, the person next to Mo Ziyu explained softly: "It's Mrs. Li, I've cried and fainted a few times before, so I guess I just woke up." ”

In the cry full of grief, Ling Lan saw Li Wen's body, and for some reason it was still in bed, while Mrs. Li lay on the side of the bed and buried her head and cried.

The zombie has spread to the whole body, so it can be seen that the time of death is 4~6 hours, according to Mrs. Li's description, she is not very sure about the specific time of Li Wen's death, about two and a half hours.

Because at that time, the subordinates found that Li Wen was crazy and immediately ripped his hands away, worried that he would hurt himself again and tied his hands, Mrs. Li went out to find a doctor as soon as possible, and the maid guarded in front of the bed, originally thought that it would be fine to control the person, but I didn't expect that when Mrs. Li and the others came back, Li Wen had already lost his breath, and the maids were frightened like ashes, and they didn't know what to do, and no one could tell what was going on.

Listening quietly, Mo Ziyu stood in front of the bed and looked at Li Wen's body condescendingly.

"Mrs. Li, has the doctor been treated? What was the cause of Lee's death? ”

Hearing his inquiry, Mrs. Li raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, her shoulders shrugged slightly, and she choked up: "They are all a bunch of waste, and if they can't find the reason, they will talk nonsense, saying that adults died in their sleep, it's just nonsense, why did a big living person suddenly go insane and choke his neck?" After being stopped, the hands tied have calmed down, how can they die in their sleep? ”

Her emotions became more and more excited, and in the end, she was a little hoarse, her legs were shaky as if she couldn't stand steadily, and the maid next to her hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Ling Lan could see her pain, despair and anger, and a little pity and sympathy welled up in her heart.

Thoughts flashed, she was stunned for a few seconds, maybe because of the reliving of her life, her mentality was completely different from before, she was similar to Mo Ziyu at the beginning, many things were expressionless in her eyes, because she was numb.

However, Mo Ziyu has an essential difference, she is indifferent because she has experienced too much, and she sees it in her heart, as for Mo Ziyu, she is also cold and indifferent by nature, which is related to the growth environment of men.