Su Zhuo sent Fang Baishi away, but he was not happy at all in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He had no doubt that a person like Fang Baishi was definitely not a person who gave up easily. Since Fang Baishi believed that he had something to do with Jin Jiu's death, there would be a lot of trouble in the future!

Su Zhuo found an inn in the city to stay, and now he has two hundred taels of silver, so he naturally wants to enjoy it. He asked the shopkeeper to go to the Drunken Immortal Building to buy a few pots of good Yu Yaochun, and hid in the room to drink himself. Now there will be no Ling Shuang Su Qin to disturb him, let alone Qin Lei's subordinates to tie him up. Su Zhuo was finally able to taste the taste of this jade Yaochun.

However, after drinking until midnight, Su Zhuo's heart was full of trouble. He took out the remaining three hundred taels of silver tickets from his bosom, spread them on the table, and looked at them carefully. He also said to himself: "What is the mystery of this silver ticket?"

However, after watching it for a long time, I couldn't find anything unusual. The candlelight was dim, and Su Zhuo was also drunk and hazy, and in a trance, he actually fell asleep on the table. In his sleep, these silver tickets are always floating in front of him, like ghosts. No matter how Su Zhuo runs, he can't get rid of the encirclement of this silver ticket.

He was startled and suddenly woke up, only to realize that it had been a nightmare. "Bang bang bang", there was a sudden knock on the door in my ears. Su Cun calmed down, only to find that it was already dark outside. He got up to open the door and saw Li Hong standing at the door, his face was not good-looking. Su Zhuo said strangely: "Is there something wrong with Li Zhutou?"

Li Hong didn't care about being polite and said, "Mr. Su, come with me." Something happened again!"

Su Zhuo frowned, and said, "What's wrong?" asked as he went back to the house and put the silver tickets into his arms, and then went out with Li Hong.

Li Hong said as he walked: "Yesterday, when Qin Zhutou returned to the government, he sent someone to inform the Jiangning Mansion that everything related to the world's money will be taken over by us in the future." Who knew that early this morning, there would be another accident. A guy from a money bank in the world went to Jiangning Mansion this morning to report the case, saying that their shopkeeper died!"

Su Chu's heart sank, and he blurted out: "But the money shop on Xiaoshan Street is named Qian Tong?"

Li Hong was stunned for a moment and said, "Mr. Su is really like a god, how can he know this?"

Su Zhuo didn't answer, but his heart was extremely heavy. He came up with a plan to lure the snake out of the hole yesterday, and judging from the performance of Qian Tong, there is indeed a problem with this silver ticket. When Su Zhuo left Qian Zhuang, he deliberately hinted that Qian Tong still had a silver ticket on him. He did this because he wanted the people behind the scenes to take the initiative to come to him. Who would have thought that the person behind the curtain did not appear, but Qian Tong died.

Thinking that Qian Tong might have died because of himself, Su Zhuo couldn't feel at ease. Li Hong naturally couldn't comprehend Su Zhuo's thoughts, and said to himself: "As soon as Qin Zhutou got the news, he rushed over. When he learned that he was staying at the inn, he asked me to come and ask him to go with him. ”

Su Zhuo nodded, already on the horse, frowning and pondering. Li Hong led the way, and after a while, he rushed to the Tianxia Money Village where the accident occurred. Walk through the main hall and into the backyard. There were already many people standing in the house, including Qin Lei's subordinates, as well as Qian Zhuang's guys and Qian Tong's family. Qin Lei stood aside with a gloomy face, and his subordinates were inspecting the corpses on the ground.

Su Zhuo walked to the side of Qian Tong's corpse and saw Qian Tong's face was bruised, his eyes were staring, and there were black blood stains flowing from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, which had already dried up. There was also a puddle of vomit on the ground, and a broken piece of wine glass. Su Zhuo's heart moved, picked up the pot of wine on the table, leaned to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and sure enough, he could smell a fishy smell from the aroma of wine.

After the inspection was completed, he got up and said, "Qin Zhutou, this person was poisoned by the knot grass, and the poison was in the wine that the deceased drank. ”

Qin Lei nodded and said, "Old Zhao, do you think he committed suicide or did he kill him?"

The man surnamed Zhao said: "In my opinion, this person should have committed suicide!"

"Oh, why?" Qin Lei asked.

He replied, "The knotweed has a fishy smell, and when mixed with the wine, the flavor is even stronger. It is impossible for the dead not to smell the smell. So I suspect that this man may have committed suicide. ”

Qin Lei nodded, and saw that Su Zhuo was also contemplating on the side, so he asked, "Su Zhuo, what do you think?"

Su Zhuo frowned and said: "I also think that the money shopkeeper committed suicide, but it must not be his intention to seek death!"

Qin Lei raised his eyebrows, was taken aback, and blurted out, "Is it the same as Wei Zhouli?"

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "That's right! Fang Cai also said that there is indeed a fishy smell in the wine jug, and it is impossible for Qian Tong not to smell it, and he will not be poisoned without knowing it." But if Qian Tong wants to kill himself, he only needs to put the poison in the wine cup, so why should he put a whole pot of poisoned wine? You see that the broken wine glass on the ground does not match this wine bottle. It means that this pot of wine was brought by someone else!"

Qin Lei's face sank, and he said, "Could it be that when Qian Tong died last night, there was still someone in this room?"

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "Yes, you see where Qian Tong is sitting, but he is sitting with his back to the door." If Qian Tong is the only one who eats and drinks, ordinary people will sit on the top and face the door. Only when you sit with the guests will you be humble and let the guests sit on the top seat with their backs to the door. Therefore, when Qian Tong died, there must have been someone sitting across from him watching. This person is the murderer who forced Qian Tong to death, and it is very likely that he is also the one who forced Wei Zhouli to hang himself!"

The anger in Qin Lei's heart was already burning, and his fists were clenched and gurgling. He has been handling cases for many years, and he has seen all kinds of murderers, but this kind of murderer who forces others to commit suicide makes him feel so resentful. He was angry in his heart, but his mind was not confused, and he said in a deep voice: "According to your speculation, this person must have a higher status than Qian Tong." Otherwise, Qian Tong will not give up the throne to the other party!"

Su Zhuo sighed and said, "That's right. This person's status is higher than that of Qian Tong and Wei Zhouli......"

Qin Lei didn't realize what Su Zhuo was thinking, and said blankly: "But why did this person force Wei Zhouli and Qian Tong to death? What kind of grudge do they have?"

Su Zhuo was a little gloomy and said, "Maybe Qian Tong died because of me......"

Qin Lei was a little puzzled, and said in confusion: "Because of you, what do you mean by this?"

Su Zhuo frowned and looked left and right, Qin Lei understood, and ordered everyone in the room to temporarily avoid it. Only then did Su Zhuo take out the remaining three silver tickets in his arms, hand them to Qin Lei, and tell Zhu Gui about going to Baili Village to find himself and being killed.

The more Qin Lei listened, the more shocked he became, and he said in shock: "Are you saying that there are still masters behind Zhu Gui, and Zhu Gui is just acting according to orders?"

Su Zhuo sighed and said: "I asked Lingshuang to check on Zhu Gui, and learned that Zhu Gui was originally just a small businessman, but he suddenly made his fortune more than ten years ago, and since then he has been out of control. How can such a person who has no foundation and no black and white background get to where he is today? There must be someone behind the scenes. I think this person should have something to do with the mystery in the silver ticket!"

Qin Lei's hand holding the silver ticket trembled a little, and said, "In this way, aren't these silver tickets just a talisman that makes Qian Tong walk on Huangquan Road?" )