The Midnight Owl

Under the mist and mist, there was a hazy gloom.

Qian Ai was silent for a while, and asked, "Your task is to find Du Jinnian?"

Wu Sheng nodded.

Qian Ai looked at him and said a little bit hard: "Is there anything to live or die ..."

Wu Sheng sighed, didn't answer, and seemed unclear.

Qian Ai got goose bumps. The old scammer, Du Jinnian, who disappeared last year, and Cheng Er, who died last year ... The information we just asked was woven into a dark net, covering the entire Cheng family's house. He couldn't figure it out, this kind of information processing, it must be the brain like Wu Sheng.

Seeing Qian Ai hurried back to the shed, Wu Sheng stood alone in the night for a while.

Only this moment, the complicated clues have formed a vein-

1. Three people disappeared: Cheng Jiming died; Grandpa Cheng died; Du Jinnian disappeared.

2. There are three people left in the Cheng family: Cheng Xiaonan; Cheng Jiming's second wife Hai Huiping; Cheng Jiming and the original daughter Cheng Yixin.

3. Social Relations: Du Jinnian and Cheng Jiming have a good relationship; Hai Huiping is the younger sister of the Haibang Young Master Hai Yunlong.

4. Doubts:

① Master Cheng fell last year and died this year. Is it suspicious?

② Cheng Jiming was kidnapped and torn away, but Fushou would not recognize it. Did he really fail or refuse?

③Why did Du Jinnian visit the Cheng family suddenly, what did he talk with Cheng Xiaonan in the living room of the small building?

All kinds of information inquired are like beads that have fallen to the ground, and Wu Sheng needs to find the thread connecting them.

Returning to the Western-style building, Hai Yunlong brought people here.

Wu Sheng didn't know Hai Yunlong, but from the other party's hula, with a group of people, he had a slightly similar eyebrow and Hai Huiping's eyebrows, and he spoke with Ying Jiuye. When the Cheng family did not leave, Hai Huiping called his brother to sit down.

But what Wu Sheng puzzled was that Hai Yunlong seemed to correspond to the young man beside Jiu Ye, with a higher hatred value. A pair of eyes fixed on the white young man's face, his eyes were like the fire of hell.

The fair-skinned youth looked indifferent. He didn't look at Haiyunlong at all. He looked calm and complacent, and occasionally yawned.

During the undercurrent, Ying Jiu pointed to Wu Sheng who was standing at the door, hesitant, and immediately got amiable: "Mr. Bai, are you going to enjoy the moon?"

If you don't look into the depth of Ying Jiu's eyes, this is definitely an elegant person, and even ridicule is ridiculous.

Wu Sheng knew that he had been away for a long time, and then laughed and teased, without explaining at all, so as to avoid getting darker.

At the same time, his eyes fell on Hai Yunlong, as if he had just seen the man, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and was gently surprised.

Hai Yunlong narrowed his eyes and sneered like a sneer: "Mr. Bai."

"..." Yes, another "acquaintance".

Wu Sheng suspected that he was wearing this Mr. Bai as a sociable flower in Jinmen. How could one of the big brothers count one and know him all?

Too much speech is lost, Wu Sheng treats the two big brothers equally, without a word, he smiles politely.

Cheng Xiaonan didn't miss the opportunity to intervene and greet everyone to sit. Fortunately, the sofa in the living room was large enough to allow the four of them to maintain a courteous distance.

Hai Yunlong left four people standing behind, and the rest was also let go outside, which gave the brother-in-law a little face.

The long night is long, sleepless, the four are chatting and walking hard.

Rather than talking, it is better to say sit still.

Ying Jiu and Hai Yunlong were both mixed on the road and could hold it, but Cheng Xiaonan was just a wealthy son, and he resisted the pressure and flew straight down. Added several times.

Hai Yunlong originally drank tea, and let the other party hook out the wine worms. When Cheng Xiaonan poured the wine again, he shouted to the next person: "Bring an empty glass, I will accompany your uncle for two sips."

The servant did not dare to be indifferent, and immediately promised, just knowing that he had just turned around to pick it up, the wine glass in Cheng Xiaonan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the thick glass fell on the carpet, unbroken.

Looking at Cheng Xiaonan again, his mouth wide open, shortness of breath, one hand covering his throat, one finger pointing at the half of the wine bottle left on the table, his eyes were horrified with incredulity: "wine ... wine ... toxic ..."

Hai Yunlong was originally attached to the foreign language on the wine bottle. He wanted to rely on Lian Mongolian to guess which country's wine this was. Seeing Cheng Xiaonan was poisoned, and then withdrew, his back was slammed into the sofa, how far away he can be. far!

Wu Sheng subconsciously looked at Jiuye, but did not expect that the other party was looking at himself.

Cheng Xiaonan suddenly bent down and licked his throat violently. After a few seconds, he slammed and spit out all the wine he drank at night, until he only spit out sour water, and raised his head hard, his tongue was hoarse. Shouted: "Quick ... Quickly find ... Mr. Gong ... Just say ... Just ... Caowu ... Poison ..."

People rushed away from here, and Cheng Xiaonan took the teapot on the table again, and pours it all into his throat. It really is.

After filling, put down the teapot, pull your throat, and continue to induce vomiting.

This spit is similar to gastric lavage. Wu Sheng looked at his set of "skilled self-help procedures", and his eyes flashed slightly behind the lens.

Caowu, a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, can cure diseases when used well, but it is poisonous if not used well.

Soon, Mr. Gong arrived, and the equipment was a Western medicine. He could hear it in words, and it was also due to the Cheng family.

Cheng Xiaonan coughed and gasped, almost speechless. But when Dr. Gong looked at the dirt, he knew that it was vomiting. He immediately asked Cheng Xiaonan to lie down in his room, and then he started to get another injection, infusion, and various treatments.

In the living room, there were only three parties left, and they were embarrassed by their inconvenience—they lived away from others, and then the host was poisoned.

"Did your uncle drink medicinal wine?" Ying Jiu suddenly turned his head and asked the frightened man next to him.

The layman was in a daze for a long while before shaking his head hard: "No, it's just wine, no herbs!"

Ying Jiu nodded his head, tapping the sofa arm lightly, and turned his gaze to Wu Sheng: "Mr. Bai, don't you think it's strange? How can Grandpa Cheng be so sure that he is poisoned by the grass-fire?"

Of course, Wu Sheng felt strange, but he was not clear about Ying Jiu's calculations, so he cautiously said: "Caowu bubble wine often has poisoners. Uncle Cheng has seen and recognized it, and it is not surprising."

"Ying Jiu, what do you mean by this?" Hai Yunlong certainly helped the sister's family. "Cheng Xiaonan can still poison himself by himself? Is he tired of living?"

Suddenly a shadow flashed at the stairwell.

Wu Sheng looked down subconsciously, a corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, a little girl, hidden in the shadows.

Wu Sheng couldn't see her clearly, only her half-length hair, and a pair of cold eyes in the dark.

Sensing Wu Sheng's gaze, the child turned and ran upstairs, the footsteps were barely audible.

Cheng Jiming's daughter, ten years old this year-Wu Sheng remembered the information collected by Qian Ai.

About half an hour later, Dr. Gong came out of the bedroom and told them that the amount of aconite ingested by Cheng Xiaonan should not be large. With the correct vomiting, he was out of danger.

After saying this, the doctor kindly told: "It is a drug that is three-point poison. Don't make wine anywhere."

There is no herbal medicine liquor at all, just ordinary wine, which has been poisoned.

This matter is already apparent, but Ying Jiu and Hai Yunlong are silent. Wu Sheng put the words at his lips and replaced them with: "Mr. Gong, let me give you."

Doctor Gong has always said no, Wu Sheng still sent the people out of the building and sent them all the way to the front yard.

But when he was about to walk to the gate, he turned a corner and dragged people into the hall of life. He was justified (coerced) and sentimentally (tempted), and semi-compulsoryly asked his family to examine Mrs. Cheng.

Wu Sheng originally suspected that he also knew something, but after observing it, he didn't feel like it. This person was probably a mere doctor who had contact with the Cheng family, so he decided to take a risk.

It was quiet at night, and there was no one in the big hall — no one dared to get close to the old man who had just cheated the corpse — only a few white candles, full of offerings, and the lone old man Cheng.

Mr. Gong can't really do an autopsy, that is, look at the eyes, ears, nose, nose, and limbs, but the more he looks, the heavier he looks. At the end, he said: "Mr. Bai, you may be right. Grandpa Cheng is likely to die from poisoning."

"Maybe?" What Wu Sheng wanted was "OK".

Mr. Gong shook his head: "Unless the stomach dissolve is tested, it is impossible for any doctor to make a definite judgment by the naked eye alone."

Sending away Mr. Gong, Wu Sheng walked slowly towards the small building while thinking. As soon as he walked up to the building, he was pulled into the bushes without seeing his face. He saw his bald head first.

Wu Sheng bent the corner of his mouth unconsciously. Since Cheng Xiaonan was poisoned, he began to make a lot of noises. Finally, a light breeze came in: "You are not sleeping well, running blindly."

Xu Wangyi's words: "Can I throw you on the mission line alone!"

Wu Shengle, deliberately asked: "Then I listen, what can you do for me?"

"..." Xu Wangyu stuck for a long time and kissed his cheek directly, "Come on?"

Wu Sheng feels that this is a good refueling and can continue.

"Do you suspect that Cheng Xiaonan poisoned Mrs. Cheng? And the same poison as he just did?" After listening to Wu Sheng's brief summary, Xu Wang understood what he meant.

"Yes," Wu Sheng said, "otherwise he cannot respond so quickly after the poisoning, and respond so accurately."

"But why did he hurt his own father? Who poisoned him? What does it have to do with Du Jinnian's disappearance?" Xu Wang was still confused.

"I don't know yet." Wu Sheng told the truth. "But I always feel that the key point is on Cheng Xiaonan, and Du Jinnian finally saw him."

Xu Wang: "What is he doing now?"

Wu Sheng: "Hang a bottle in the bedroom."

Xu Wang: "..."

Wu Sheng: "Relax, both the Longevity Club and the Haigang have sent people to guard it. Cheng Xiaonan is going to have an accident. None of them who are here tonight can get rid of their relationship, so they are more interested than anyone else."

Xu Wang was surprised: "How do you know that I am worried?"

Wu Sheng smiled: "Because according to the general detective experience, the first suspect should be killed by the murderer by this time."

Xu Wang: "..."

Master Yan Yi did n’t have much movement there, and had fallen asleep. Xu Wang came over mainly to ask Wu Sheng about the situation, but by the way, Wu Sheng had no clue, so Xu Wang went back to rest first, and then went back to himself. A small building.

As soon as he walked to the door of the small building, he saw a man sneaking behind the gallery pillar, probed his brain, and was trying to peek at a smoking Fushou brother not far away. He looked too focused, and he didn't even see Wu Sheng walking straight.

When Wu Sheng reached the pillar, he whispered "ah", like being caught doing bad things.

The brother of the Longevity Club heard the sound and looked at it inexplicably.

Wu Sheng glanced at the nobody in the living room and asked directly: "What about Jiuye and the young master?"

The next person didn't expect him to ask this, and he shivered a few times before finding his voice: "Stop, rest."

"Did you go?"

"No, have a rest in the guest room." The next man was finally a little fluent.

The masters couldn't afford to be poisoned anymore, and the guests did not continue to drink tea and chat, but it seems that they made up their minds to take root in the Cheng family.

Wu Sheng thought for a while and said, "I'm also lacking. Can you arrange a room for me?"

"Of course, sir, please." The next man led the way immediately.

Wu Sheng followed him all the way to the other courtyard near the small building. No one was there until the next time, and suddenly asked, "Why look at him?"

The next person took a meal, with a little panic and a little daze: "Ah?"

Wu Sheng will definitely look at him, this time is not a doubt, but affirmed: "You know that Fushou Brothers."

The next man shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know!"

"Yes." Wu Sheng shrugged. "I let Hai Shao help the Lord to ask you, you should know."

Wu Sheng can see that the entire Cheng Family Courtyard actually beat the Haiyun Long. If Ying Jiuye is an uninvited guest, then Haiyunlong is more like a maiden overlord.

"Don't, sir, I really don't know anything, I am, just ... seeing that at a glance ..."

Wu Sheng's heart tightened and his tone was unconsciously harsh: "What do you see?"

The next person was crying: "Last year, after the second grandpa was kidnapped last year, the kidnapper asked a child to send a blackmail letter ... It was the door I opened ... When I received the letter, I saw him peeking through the alley, I A pair of eyes, he ran away ... Sir, don't you say that I am talking ... Fu Shou will kill people without blinking ... "

Repeatedly pledged to comfort the people who walked down, Wu Sheng sat in the dim and bleak room, and fell into thought for a long time.

Is it really Cheng Chengming who was **** by the Fushou Association who asked for a ransom and tore the ticket?

He always felt no, but the "testimony" just made him shaken again.

"The task the owl gave you is to investigate the case?" In the quiet night breeze, a voice slipped in through the crack of the door, and then, when someone came in and pushed the door in, it was like entering his own home.

Wu Sheng looked at the young man next to Ying Jiu with a stunned look. Youzao came in and sat across from him, suddenly: "Xiaoxue?"

"White glasses." Chi Yingxue picked up an orange in the fruit tray on the table and peeled it away.

"When did you recognize me?" Wu Sheng wondered.

Chi Yingxue dropped an orange into his mouth: "You entered the courtyard with a team of monks."

"And then?" Wu Sheng didn't believe that he recognized himself at that time. At that time, Fu Shou would face off with the Cheng family, and he didn't speak at all.

Chi Yingxue frowned and looked at him, as if to say that it was so obvious that it still required me to explain.

"You come and go with one of the young monks' eyebrows, and you and your captain's eyebrows usually use the same set of eyes."

Wu Sheng: "..."

What is the same set? !

"Do you like the captain?" There was no head, and he threw it over and asked.

Wu Sheng thought without hesitation: "Of course."

"I just hugged over, fell down, and worked," Chi Yingxue looked at him stupefiedly and asked very sincerely, "Isn't it suffocating if I'm just addicted with eyes?"

Wu Sheng: "..."

There was no lasciviousness in the other person's eyes, but a question that was almost open and almost pure.

But this is what makes it harder to answer!

"Huh?" Chi Yingxue urged without answering.

Wu Sheng surrendered and threw out the truth: "No way, let you ask ..."

It's all silent.

Chi Yingxue is satisfied with this answer that meets his expectations.

"By the way, Qian Ai is also here." Wu Sheng thought of it, and forgot a comrade, "He is Cheng Jiading, and he is now guarding the shed."

Chi Yingxue nodded and continued to look at him, as if waiting for something.

Wu Sheng pushed the glasses, all behind the lens was at a loss.

Chi Yingxue couldn't wait, and asked directly: "What about the little four gold?"

Wu Sheng reacted this way: "I don't know yet. Qian Ai said that he might be the one who saw a thief, but he didn't catch it and he ran away.

Chi Yingxue threw the oranges back into the fruit bowl and stopped eating. The delicate eyebrows were frowning: "We are all here, he is not here, is the owl having trouble again?"

"..." This kind of domineering thought that doesn't meet your own wishes, Wu Sheng sighed.