Chapter 537 Ant Game
Only those who can compete with Xiang Yu can be regarded as Pei Gong. Now, who has the right to shout in front of Huo Rong?
Huo Fei couldn't talk about himself, that would be too presumptuous.
Let alone others, no one wants to hit the bullet hole at this time.
As for the dead Mrs. Huo, it's even more impossible. The old man is old, stupid, and insane, it's just a decoration, how can he shake Huo Rong? !
"What you eat and drink today is all prepared in my manor. I want to do something, but it's actually very easy." Murong Cheng's eyes glanced around lightly, restrained and intimidated.
His tone was indifferent, revealing a kind of careless coldness, and he said: "I can play tricks on the food, so that the old man dies like a disease attack, silently, why make it bloody like this, how ugly... ..."
If Murong Cheng wanted to attack, he would indeed have a more clever method, but now it looks like someone deliberately protesting to him.
"Who killed it..."
People looked at each other, as if trying to find clues from everyone's expressions.
An elderly uncle said: "The old man has worked hard for the Huo family all his life. Now that he has reached the age of caring for the rest of his life, he was killed by the younger generation. This person is not only ungrateful, but also wolf-hearted! Once found out, no matter who it is, it must be severely punished!"
Although the younger people were uneasy, they were more curious and doubtful, but these uncles of the older generation were sad and chilled.
This man obviously wanted to deal with Huo Rong, but why can't he deal with it, he must kill the old man? This time it's the old man, what about next time? ! Will it be the uncles' turn next time?
Murong Cheng said: "The murderer thought he was clever, but he missed one thing. Just now when the old man was drinking the medicine, he spilled the water in the cup, and the servant cleaned up the broken glass, but the carpet in front of the old man didn't have time Clean it up, sprinkle a lot of honey water on it."
Everyone was in an uproar.
"The murderer used a small knife and had to stab at close quarters. If he stepped on the carpet stained with honey water, it would leave traces!" Someone understood.
"No wonder you have prepared so many blank papers. Do you want to compare our shoe prints?"
"...But it's been so long, even if it's stained with honey water, it may have already dried up, can we still find out?"
"I don't know... I can only try now."
Amidst the discussion, Murong Cheng glanced at Wang Zhan.
Wang Zhan understood and called a maid. At the same time, he rang the glass again to attract everyone's attention.
"Everyone, this servant is the one who picked up the broken glass just now. She happened to step on the carpet."
Wang Zhan asked the maid to walk a few steps on the dance floor covered with white paper, and the maid obeyed.
Today, because of the banquet, the inside and outside of the manor castle was cleaned brightly and cleanly. Even though the maids were busy back and forth at the banquet, there was not much dirt on the shoes.
She walked on the white paper, leaving only very, very light shoe prints.
Wang Zhan asked someone to put a bottle of ants.
The dense ants were poured out of the glass jar, and when they first came out, they scrambled around in a panic, but after a while, they swarmed on the several shoe prints that the maid walked by!
"Ants are sweet and have a very sensitive sense of smell. They can detect even a little bit of honey water on the soles of their shoes."
Wang Zhan smiled and looked at the people in the banquet hall, "The murderer who killed the old man, the honey water on the soles of his shoes will not be less than the maid. Now, please take a few steps to the dance floor one by one. Who is the murderer?" , we will see the outcome soon.”
Someone raised an objection: "However, during this period, we are not standing still. If we step on the place where the murderer walked, we are likely to be stained with honey water!"