Wu Nan asked the prison guards who inspected last night again. The records showed that Su Cong was still fine at that time, which means that Su Cong happened last night until today.

His brows frowned, Su Cong died, and the incident became more and more confusing.

"Sir, here is a letter."

Someone suddenly shouted, which shocked Wu Nan's expression.

Because no one dared to move at the scene before, no one found the letter hidden under the pillow. Now that the adults have returned, they have begun to investigate the scene, so when they found the letter, the jailer carefully picked it up and delivered it to Wu Nan.

Seeing that Su Cong actually left a letter, Liu Ji was very curious and came over. Seeing the content above, he was almost intoxicated.

"I am Su Cong, born in the Su family, thanks to Emperor Taizu, and lived in the imperial merchants. He originally intended to benefit the people of Yingchuan, but his strength was not enough, and things went against their wishes. He was kind to others all his life. He didn't know why he violated the law and was thrown into prison, had no way to seek help, and was unjustly to treat the snow. He also suffered many casualties because of his own faults. He felt that he was guilty and had no face to live in the world. He was punished and passed away. He hoped that his descendants would take it as a warning."

Did Su Cong commit suicide?

Seeing that Wu Nan was unable to clear the Yellow River now, the Su family would never give up. Liu Ji was overjoyed, and his voice seemed a little harsh because of his deliberate depression. "Oh, Lord Wu, you have caused a big disaster now. Su Dashan was wronged and felt depressed. Now, with so many people killed and injured, the great shantytown thought it was his sin, so he committed suicide by taking poison."

Wu Nan stared at Liu Ji coldly, "Why are you sure that this letter was written by Su Cong, not forged by others?"

Regarding this, Liu Ji was extremely sure and said excitedly: "I recognize Mr. Su San's handwriting turned into ashes. I am sure that this is his own handwritten letter."

Master Liu's words were equivalent to confirming that Su Cong committed suicide. Seeing that the great charity committed suicide because of implicating the innocent lives of the people, even the yamen runners felt a little unbearable and began to complain in their hearts, did Lord Wu do too much this time?

Wu Nan ignored what others thought and immediately ordered a coroner to perform an autopsy. He quickly concluded that Su Cong died of arsenic.

Wu Nan's face was like a cold pond, "Where did arsenic come from?"

After the preliminary inspection of the coroner, "There is residual arsenic in this cup of tea. The third master should have died of poisoning after drinking the tea. As for where the arsenic comes from, the young man doesn't know."

Liu Ji promptly presented a clever and clever look at Zhuge Liang's hindsight. "The great charity has done countless good deeds for Yingchuan, and countless people have received his favors. Even if he is imprisoned, it is not difficult to get something from outside."

Speaking of this, he sighed again, "Master Three, this is not your fault. Lord Tang will definitely preside over justice for you. Why are you so uneasy?"

The implication is that the culprit is clearly someone else, and all the mistakes are all Wu Nan's fault. Su Cong has no need to use his life to apologize.

Because of Wu Nan's paranoidness and arrogance, Su Cong was forced to prove his innocence by his death. Wu Nan was in trouble, but he was the real blame and took it upon himself. Now, no one can save him.

Compared to Wu Nan's suffocation, Liu Ji was in a good mood. He was not a generous person. He had always been upset about the holiday with Wu Nan. Now he saw Wu Nan getting into trouble. If it weren't for the inappropriate scene, he could not laugh out loud, and he could only be secretly happy in his heart.
Chapter completed!