Chapter 21: What a Shame......

Inside the house, the furnishings are neat and tidy, and the objects placed are in their places, and there are no abnormalities.

He stepped inside, walked over to the table, and looked at the teacups on the table.

A set of tea has eight small teacups, the porcelain pot is still placed, and the seven small teacups are all covered, only one is turned upside down, and the bottom of the cup is stained with some undried liquid.

Lin Feng stepped forward quickly, picked up the small teacup and checked it, and his face changed.

It's the same poison!

This poison came from Miss Si's house, doesn't it mean that last night's assassination was poisoned by Miss Si taking advantage of the chaos?

deliberately poisoned, and took drugs to the master, gained the trust of the master, and successfully obtained the government seal of the house......

"This, master, Miss Si, she ......"

Lin Feng looked at his master in surprise, he couldn't believe that the five-year-old little milk baby dared to deceive the master, and the master was fooled.

What a shame......

Seeing that his master's face was gradually becoming gloomy, Lin Feng lowered his head and closed his mouth.

Don't worry, master, he won't tell anyone about this!

Feng Zhiwu clenched the teacup, his fingertips were more and more white, and his gloomy eyes burst out with a cold glow, glowing with killing intent that people dare not look at directly.

Si Nan Nan!

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At the same time, Si Nannan, who had successfully left the house, didn't even eat breakfast, went straight to Wang Xiangtian's mansion, and arrived three quarters of an hour later.

Wangfu.

The mansion is not much luxurious, there is the clean and neat style of a military general, at this time the door of the house is tightly closed, the pedestrians outside the door are sparse, and the door is quiet and silent, as if no man's land.

Si Nannan glanced at it and went up to knock on the door.

After seven or eight sounds, the door was slowly opened from the inside, revealing a rickety figure, and the sixty-year-old housekeeper coughed twice, and suddenly saw clearly:

"Miss Si?!"

"Why are you here?"

Wang Xiangtian is the confidant and deputy general of General Xiangtian, and the two families move closely on weekdays, Si Nannan has been to Wang's mansion, and the old housekeeper naturally knows her.

Si Nannan's gaze looked through the crack in the door and looked in.

Inside the house, the ground was full of fallen leaves, and it was extremely depressed, and no one could see it.

"Mrs. Wang is not here?"

The old housekeeper said: "Half a month ago, Madame took the young master and Miss back to her parents' house to save her relatives, and she hasn't come back yet. ”

Half a month ago?

When Daddy hadn't had an accident yet.

At that time, Wang Xiangtian had already arranged his family, and it seemed that he had already planned to frame his father after lying dormant by his father's side for so long.

Si Nannan stepped into the threshold, "Since you are a provincial relative, why did you take away all the domestic servants, and you are the only one guarding the house here?" Whether it is to save relatives or move, the housekeeper has countless hearts in his heart? ”

The old housekeeper's face was stunned, and he immediately lowered his head, and his tone hesitated:

"I ...... I don't know, that's what Madame said......"

Si Nannan glanced at him.

The old housekeeper buried his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he had been an errand boy in Wangfu for most of his life, he was not a fool, and many things should have been guessed, but he was an outsider in the end, and no matter how much he asked, he probably couldn't ask anything.

"Can I go in and have a look?"

The old housekeeper hesitated for half a second and nodded: "Miss Si, please." ”

"I've been here, I know the way, I don't have to follow."

Si Nannan walked through the front hall and arrived at the main courtyard in the center of the mansion, picking the direction of the study and pushing the door directly in.

The study room is the place with the most information.

It's a pity that when the door was pushed open, it was a messy scene:

The pen and ink inkstones on the table were thrown everywhere, all the books on the shelves were taken away, and the scrolls, paintings, and letters were swept away, and only a mess was left after the sweep.