Inside the house, the furnishings are neat and tidy, with everything placed in its place and nothing out of the ordinary.
He walked in early, walked to the table, and looked at the teacup on the table.
There are eight small teacups in a tea set. The porcelain pot is standing still, and the seven small teacups are all covered. Only one is turned over, with a little liquid on the bottom of the cup.
Lin Feng stepped forward quickly, picked up the small teacup and inspected it, his expression changed.
It's the same poison!
The poison came from Miss Si's house. Doesn't that mean that the murder last night was caused by Miss Si taking advantage of the chaos?
He deliberately poisoned his master, gained his trust, and successfully obtained the official seal...
"This, Master, Miss Si..."
Lin Feng looked at his master in surprise. He couldn't believe that the five-year-old baby dared to defraud his master, and he fell for it.
what a shame……
Seeing his master's face gradually turning gloomy, Lin Feng lowered his head in understanding and closed his mouth.
Don’t worry, Master, he won’t tell anyone about this!
Feng Zhiyou squeezed the tea cup tightly, and the white fingertips almost crushed it into pieces. The gloomy eyes burst out with a cold light, filled with murderous intent that made people dare not look directly.
Si Nannan!
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At the same time, Si Nannan, who had successfully left the mansion, didn't even eat breakfast and went straight to Wang Xiangtian's mansion, arriving three-quarters of an hour later.
Wang Mansion.
The mansion cannot be said to be very luxurious, but it is clean and tidy with the style of a military commander. At this time, the door of the mansion is tightly closed, there are few people outside the door, and it is quiet inside, as if there is no one in the 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. The sixty-year-old housekeeper coughed twice and suddenly saw clearly:
"Miss Si?!"
"Why are you here?"
Wang Xiangtian is General Si's trusted lieutenant, and the two families usually move closely together. Si Nannan has been to Wang's house before, so the old housekeeper naturally knows her.
Si Nannan looked through the crack in the door.
Inside the house, the ground was covered with fallen leaves and it was extremely depressed. No one was seen.
"Mrs. Wang isn't here?"
The old housekeeper said: "Half a month ago, my wife took the young master and young lady back to her parents' home to visit her, and she hasn't come back yet."
Half a month ago?
Before anything happened to dad.
At that time, Wang Xiangtian had already made arrangements for his family. It seemed that since he had been dormant by his father's side for so long, he had already planned to frame him.
Si Nannan stepped forward and asked, "Since we are visiting relatives, why did we take away all the servants and leave you alone to guard the house? Is it because we are visiting relatives or moving? Isn't it possible that the housekeeper has a lot on his mind?"
The old housekeeper looked startled, lowered his head immediately, and said hesitantly:
"I...I don't know, that's what Madam said..."
Si Nannan glanced sideways at him.
The old butler buried his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he had been working in the Wang Mansion for most of his life. He was not an idiot. He should have guessed many things. But he was an outsider after all. No matter how much he asked, he probably wouldn't be able to tell 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 before. I know the way. There's no need to follow."
Si Nannan walked through the front hall with ease and arrived at the main courtyard in the center of the mansion. He pointed in the direction of the study and opened the door directly.
The study room is the place with the most information.
It's a pity that after the door is pushed open, what comes into view is a messy scene:
The pens and inkstones on the desk were thrown everywhere, all the books on the bookshelf were taken away, and the scrolls, paintings, and letters were all swept away. After the sweep, only a mess was left.
