Chapter 340 Fish Ball Soup (5)

After putting the last mouthful of fish ball soup in the round cup into his mouth, Liu Yuan burped, stood up together with Bai Zhu, waved his hands towards Wen Mingtang and others who were looking at him from behind the counter, and strode forward Walk towards the door of the public kitchen.

When they arrived at the door of the public kitchen, the wind-shielding cotton curtain was pushed open by two people. The cold wind mixed with a large amount of snow flakes poured into the public kitchen. Even Wen Mingtang and others in front of the table were shocked by the sudden cold air. A cold silence.

Such a cold day...

Sure enough, the next moment I heard Liu Yuan complaining from behind the cotton curtain, "It's too cold today. I don't know what's going on with Hu Siming. He wants me to come forward..." The rest of the words came as the two got closer and closer. It's getting farther and farther away, and I can't hear it clearly.

Glancing at the public kitchen where no one was eating, Tangyuan rubbed his hungry stomach, turned to Wen Mingtang and A Bing and said, "Liu Sicheng and the others complained, but they left in a hurry than anyone else!"

"Isn't that right?" Seeing that no one was eating, Ah Bing, who finally had their turn to have lunch, turned around to serve the rice and said while serving the rice, "When the jailer came over just now, he saw that the two temple ministers wanted to get up, and their mouths He looks like he is lazier than anyone else, but he is a sharp-tongued person and will leave faster than anyone else when he hears something is going on!"

After serving the rice, the fish ball soup, the hot fish-flavored eggplant, and the stir-fried vegetables were served. Wen Mingtang and A Bing did not need to do anything themselves, so they took a food table that had been packed in advance and put it down.

In recent days, Ah Bing has been very considerate. Just like some time ago, the young man who loved to pull glutinous rice balls and pigtails seemed to be a different person.

Wen Mingtang glanced at A Bing, who was growing taller and taller every day, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, thinking: It is a good thing for young people to grow up and learn to be considerate. While thinking about it, Tang Yuan and I took our chopsticks and spoons, sat down in front of the food table, and ate our belated lunch.

Although it was a late lunch, the food was still warm in my mouth because it had been warming on the fire.

Wen Mingtang is a casual person. If the person she eats with is a person who abides by the etiquette of "eating without speaking", she will abide by it. If the other person is not, she will follow him.

Tangyuan and A Bing obviously didn't have such rules, and they were chatting about what happened just now while eating.

"Didn't Hu Siming always say that he is honest even though he looks fierce?" Tangyuan chewed the tender minced fish balls in his mouth and said to Wen Mingtang and A Bing, "I heard it was his fault. I don't know if it was a hunger strike or something. I hate eating poorly or something like that.”

"You can't blame me for the food problem," Ah Bing said hurriedly after hearing this. "Yesterday morning, Ji Caimai brought back a lot of steamed buns from Zhuangzi. These steamed buns cannot be wasted. Because they are simple, the jailers So he heated it up himself and sent it to prison, but it has nothing to do with us."

Prisoners' food does not always come from the public kitchen. Ji Cai bought it from Zhuangzi because he was "very popular with people" and would often bring back more food because he could not waste it. Sometimes he would cook prison food directly. .

"Both the porridge and steamed buns are made by the jailer, and others can eat them without any problem. But if there is something wrong with Hu Siming, he should ask himself." Tangyuan flattened his mouth and said.

After all, he is the chef of the public kitchen, and he is quite concerned about food issues. Previously, there were suspects who were making trouble, pretending to be sick, and other reasons for not eating cleanly. Although I still don’t know what Hu Siming is up to, I need to make it clear whether he is eating cleanly or not.

This is also what the jailers who came here to warm up the steamed buns care about today.

"In the whole prison, even we and I, who drank porridge and steamed buns before the meal time in the public kitchen, dealt with a couple of people, but nothing happened." The jailer said, hurriedly waving his hands and said, "It's none of my business."

He glanced at the wooden barrels and baskets where the steamed buns and porridge were distributed: they were all taken by the jailer, but there was no guarantee that the poisonous ones would go to Hu Siming instead of someone else.

After asking around, Hu Siming, who was already drinking medicine after vomiting, turned a little paler when he heard this, and couldn't help but defended: "No... I didn't do it, I... I don't know anything. "

This is the same excuse: he looks ferocious, and judging by his honest speech, it is hard to tell whether this person is good or evil.

Liu Yuan frowned, winked with Bai Zhu, and walked out of Hu Siming's cell together. Wu Bucai had been waiting outside, and when he saw the two of them coming out, he quickly stepped forward and said, "You two finally came out. What I said earlier was that Hu Siming might have provoked at least two groups of people, and the speculation that two groups of people chose to attack him today may be true, but... there is another guess."

Hearing this, Liu Yuan hurriedly said: "Old Wu, why are you so concerned? Why don't you tell me quickly?"

Wu Bucai glanced at him, pointed to the cell behind him, and said in a low voice: "It's also possible that the person in the cell looks evil at first glance, and may look good at second glance, but after a closer look, he is really evil. "

Liu Yuantong and Bai Zhu: "..."

Seeing the silent reaction of the two people, Wu Bucai coughed lightly and said, "I mean, it's also possible that he knew someone would do something to him today, and one of the medicines was administered by himself. It seems that he He is poisoning, but actually he is saving himself, in order to lead us to deal with the person who attacked us, and to use our hands to get rid of the enemy."

Hearing this, the two people on the opposite side nodded at the same time. Bai Zhu glanced at Wu Bucai and said frankly: "To be honest, I just heard what the guards said on the road. This is what I guessed. In this case, this The man's castle is really deep, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with, so we have to spend more effort on him."

Wu Bucai said "hmm" and added: "Besides that, I think there is another guess that is more likely." After saying that, before the two of them could speak, he lowered his voice, leaned closer to them and whispered, "Then It’s possible that both poisons were administered by himself. In this way, wouldn’t it be possible to control the amounts of the two poisons to ensure that the poisons are just washed away?”

Hearing this, Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu's expressions changed slightly, and they fell silent. After a while, Liu Yuan touched his arm and sighed: "So... Hu Siming's city is really deep."

Wu Bucai nodded, paused, and then said: "I think the rice bowls in prison are all fixed, especially when eating porridge and steamed buns, the jailer just pours a spoonful into the bowl and puts a piece of steamed buns on it. If If he was really poisoned, he thought it was on the bowl or plate, so he checked the bowl and plate. The bowl was filled with porridge. The porridge had been left for a long time and was difficult to clean. So Hu Siming’s bowl had been washed, right? It’s hard to detect the poison in the bowl, but the handyman was lazy and didn’t wash the plate where the steamed buns were placed, and sure enough, I found the poison on it.”

The plate was poisoned, and the bowl was most likely poisoned.

"So, is it true that he poisoned himself, and the thief calls for catching the thief?" Bai Zhu pondered for a moment, and looked at Liu Yuan, but he already had a lot of doubts, "Hu Siming has been in prison for a while, and he has no relatives or friends. Come and see him in prison, how did you bring this poison in?"

Generally speaking, there are two ways to bring poison into prisons. The first is to bribe the jailer to poison, which is something they don't want to see. After all, they are investigating colleagues from Dali Temple; the second is to bribe the jailer to poison. The second type is that the poison is carried by relatives and friends who come to visit.

No one visited Hu Siming. So... could it be that his colleagues were bribed?