Volume 5 The Deep Mansion Compound Chapter 2 Condolence

Su Zhuo suddenly asked a little strangely: "Ling Shuang, I remember that you drink a lot, why did you get drunk that night?"

Ling Shuang also frowned and said, "I also think it's strange, could it be that there is something wrong with the wine?"

Su Zhuo didn't dare to jump to conclusions, and said, "Ling Shuang, tell me everything that happened that night, don't miss a single detail!"

Ling Shuang nodded and said, "That night, the banquet was held around the hour, and everyone sat in the hall......

Su Zhuo interrupted: "Who are they?"

Ling Shuang said: "In addition to me, my father, brother, Erniang, third brother, and younger sister, the others are guests, a total of more than a dozen people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoOh, by the way, and Lu Kang!"

Su Zhuo was taken aback and blurted out, "Lu Kang?

Ling Shuang nodded and said, "That's right, I didn't know in advance, I heard that it was from his father's house, Governor Lu." However, he did not embarrass me, and besides, he was my father's guest, so I naturally could not be rude. ā€

Su Zhuo let out an "um" and motioned for him to continue. Ling Shuang said: "I remember that I was sitting at the beginning of my father's hand, and my father first toasted everyone with the first glass of wine. But after a drink, I obviously saw that my father's face was a little strange. However, he immediately returned to normal and continued to talk and laugh with everyone.

But after a while, my father's face became more and more ugly. I couldn't help whispering, 'Father, are you not feeling well?' My father shook his head at me, endured it for a while, covered his abdomen with his hands, and said apologetically to everyone: 'Everyone, I'm sorry, the old man is a little unwell, and he is out of company!' ā€

Su Zhuo interrupted him with a wave of his hand and asked, "How long have they been gone?"

Ling Shuang thought for a moment and said, "My father went back to the house and didn't come back. Brother Ling Feng came back soon and greeted the guests with me. The banquet didn't disperse until two o'clock ......"

Su Zhuo shook his head slowly and asked, "Didn't anyone leave during the banquet?"

Ling Shuang was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's not strange that people come and go at the banquet, so naturally I didn't pay much attention to it. But if you think this is a doubtful point, I remember that Lu Kang left the table and went to the toilet in the backyard, not long after his father left. Erniang and Ling Yu also left for a while, and went back to the room to change their clothes, and the time was not long, nor was it short. Do you suspect that my father had been killed during the banquet? But we were all in the lobby at the time, and we didn't hear anything unusual. ā€

Su Zhuo thought for a moment and nodded: "There is no movement of fighting and shouting, which means that the relationship between Master Ling and the murderer is very familiar." Moreover, since the murderer can stun you in the middle of the night, he can naturally stun Ling Zun. What happened after that?"

Ling Shuang said: "After the eldest brother came back, he saw that I was a little drunk, so he said that my father asked me to stay here. When the banquet is gone, we will see off the guests together. But Shen Donglai and Lu Kang did not leave for a long time. I couldn't support it, so I asked the location of my eldest brother's room and wanted to go back to the room to rest first. The eldest brother told me that the room was the first room on the left side of the corridor, which was very easy to find. Then I left the main hall, but in the corridor I was called by Erniang to the pavilion in the back garden. She said something irrelevant to me, and I didn't hear anything because I was drunk, but I just said yes for a while. Finally, I hurried back to the house, turned my head and fell asleep. The rest of the story is never known. ā€

Su Zhuo frowned and said, "Why didn't Lu Kang and Shen Donglai leave after they dispersed?

Ling Shuang shook her head, obviously unable to answer what was going on. When I woke up, not only did my father die, but I also became a murderer, but I had no way to defend myself. After listening to his narration, although Su Zhuo believed in his heart that Ling Shuang would never be the real murderer, he couldn't think of the reason for the matter for a while.

After a long time, the prison could not afford to wait, so he came to urge. Su Zhuo was full of worries, and Su Qin had to leave the prison first. Su Qin glanced back at the gate of the prison, and his worry was palpable. She said to Su Zhuo: "Master Su, go back to the Drunken Immortal Tower to rest first, and I will arrange a quiet courtyard for you." ā€

Su Zhuo said lightly: "No need, let's not meet often!"

Su Qin was stunned for a moment, and was already full of worries, but suddenly listened to his cold words, and became a little angry, and said: "Su Zhuo, I can't imagine that you are such a narrow-minded person! Are you still worried about the case of Renji Temple? Then I will tell you the truth, that relic is placed there by me." But I don't know the truth. It's all Lu Kang forcing me! You can hate me as much as you want, but now it's Ling Shuang who has an accident. You can't let him die for nothing, can you?"

Su Zhuo didn't say a word, and listened to her quietly before saying, "In that case, how did you know my whereabouts this time?

Su Qinqiao's face turned red, even through the gauze curtain. She glared at Su Zhuo angrily, but she opened her mouth and couldn't say a word. Suddenly, Su Qin turned around and got into the carriage and ignored Su Zhuo again.

Su Zhuo didn't look at her either, turned around and walked towards the water villa. The distance was not close, and he walked for half an hour before he arrived. On such a hot day, you can sweat even if you move, let alone walk long distances. When Su Zhuo came to the door of the water villa, he was already sweating profusely.

This village is located at the water's edge, sitting north and facing south, very spacious, and the environment is also quiet and elegant. At this time, the gate was also full of black and white couplets, and a funeral was being held. At the door stood a servant to greet those who came to pay their respects. Su Zhuo stepped forward and said, "As soon as the word goes, it will be said that the friend of the second son came to condole!"

The man was stunned for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, he became furious, and said, "Who are you?

Su Zhuo knew that they believed that Ling Shuang was the murderer, so naturally he would not treat him well, and he did not care. At this moment, a person walked out of the gate, dressed in linen and filial piety, tall, very sturdy, in his early thirties, and his face was somewhat similar to Ling Shuang. He opened his mouth and said softly: "Ling Gui, what is the matter of making noise? The person who came is a guest, how can you lose the etiquette of the Ling family?" He turned to Su Zhuo and said, "You are Ling Shuang's friend, then please come in." ā€

Su Zhuo knew that this person had just heard the conversation between him and Ling Gui, so he came out, but he didn't know this person, so he had to ask, "May I ask what your Excellency is ......?"

The man turned around and said, "You don't know me, I'm Ling Shuang's brother, Ling Feng." ā€

Su Zhuo suddenly realized that this person was the son of the Ling family. He followed Ling Feng into the lobby, which had been converted into a mourning hall. There is a coffin in the hall. The mourning hall was also surrounded by wreaths, and there were several people sitting on both sides, and Su Zhuo didn't know him. Although he had a relationship with Ling Shuang, he never asked about the Ling family.

Su Zhuo respectfully lit three sticks of incense and bowed. A girl dressed in filial piety glanced at Su Zhuo with slanted eyes, smelled the smell of sweat on his body, and quickly covered her nose, muttering: "Where did it come from, it's dirty!"

Su Zhuo finished saluting and nodded slightly to the family members on both sides. A young man sitting next to the girl was not yet twenty years old, his eyebrows slanted, and he asked, "Do we have such poor friends in our family?" Hey, let me ask you, who are you?"

Su Zhuo frowned slightly, Ling Feng on the side was also a little displeased, glared at the young man, and then arched his hand to Su Zhuo: "I still don't know the surname of the son?"

Su Zhuo replied: "My name is Su Zhuo, and I am a friend of Ling Shuang. ā€

Ling Feng was taken aback and said, "It turns out that you are Su Zhuo!"