They inspected and searched for a while, but there were no traces on the scene.

Zhao Chonghuan stood up and said to Wei Xing: "We need to find a coroner to carefully check why the poison was in Jiang Hui?"

Her eyes fell on the corpse curled up on the straw, where the naked skin of the deceased became black and black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the moment of discovery to the present, it was only two incense sticks, and the venom had completely invaded the dead.

"It seems that a poison-using master has appeared in the Imperial City Department!" Wei Xing also looked at Jiang Hui's corpse coldly and said subconsciously.

Zhao Chonghuan couldn't help but look at him when he heard this, remembering the real pain that the captain named Lao Ba on the field of the day school was also poisoned.

I think there is indeed a poison-using expert in the Imperial City Department!

However, she did not comment on this matter, but said lightly: "I am now in a guilty state. I may not be able to check the body in detail for Wei Dutou! Please forgive me!"

As she said that, she bowed and stepped back respectfully.

Seeing her actions, Wei Xing no longer felt embarrassed and turned around and said, "Send Brother Zhao back to the size of A! Find two more people to get Jiang Hui out!"

The little jailer quickly agreed to do so.

Zhao Chonghuan returned to his cell and sat silently on the straw.

Although she was not qualified to investigate this case, she still instinctively continued to clean up the details obtained from the initial survey.

He killed?

suicide?

Where does poison come from?

A craftsman who forged a love affair, but was unwilling to give up his accomplices.

But now I still die of poisoning. Could it be that my accomplices can't silence me?

Then wouldn’t it seem stupid to keep his secret?

No need to think too much about this Imperial City Department must be bribed to act cheaply!

She sighed quietly in her heart.

This imperial city has long been reduced to a place where dirt is hidden.

The bearded man on one side had already started eating, and a simple white porcelain bowl was held by a huge palm. He ate it so hard that he could taste a bit of delicacies from a vulgar prison meal.

"Who died? How did he die?" When he saw Zhao Chonghuan come back, he immediately threw away his big bowl of "delicacies from mountains and seas" and rushed to the wooden fence.

Zhao Chonghuan raised his eyelids, looked at his eyes that were vaguely exposed under his messy hair, and said lightly: "I don't know! I don't know!"

"Why did Wei Dutou ask you to come over?" The bearded man was unyielding.

"I've been a butcher before!" She pulled two handfuls of straw, made a pillow for herself, and then lay down comfortably.

It's not nonsense. In some places, it's really a bad idea to use butchers as coroners.

Seeing that she was ignorant, the bearded man didn't think he was offended.

He just went back and continued to eat his "delicacies from the mountains and seas", and said while eating: "You little man, I'm just curious, why always be as if I keep people from thousands of miles away!"

"Yes, my brother, the night has just started slowly. I have nothing to do when I am full. It's better to say something interesting!" The old man opposite also threw away his bowl and said, "Let's tell me what's going on!"

Zhao Chonghuan waved his hand: "I'm so hungry! I don't have the strength to say it!"

"Brother, hasn't Wei Dutou given you food yet?" The old man smacked his lips, "Don't blame you for being in a bad mood!"

He suddenly knocked on the wooden fence and shouted loudly: "There are still people who haven't eaten here! They're almost starving to death! Let's give people a meal!"

Zhao Chonghuan laughed when he heard the sound: Why is this old man so enthusiastic?

She sat up suddenly, but before she could stop her, she heard a prison guard scolding him from afar.

"Shut up! Why are you quarrels? You can't starve to death!"

In the glimmer of light, the jailer seemed to be carrying an exquisite food box and was walking along the way.

"Oh, which family is here to deliver food?"

The old man's eyes were bright and he was sucking involuntarily spitting out of his mouth while sniffing his enviousness.

"It's not for you!" The bearded man also came back after hearing this, and said to Zhao Chonghuan with bright eyes.

Soon, the prison guard actually came to Zhao Chonghuan's cell.

"Sent from Commander Guard!" Although the prison guard was curious, he said politely.

He quickly opened the door and handed the food box in.

Zhao Chonghuan walked over quickly, took the food box, and thanked him.

The prisoner left, and she sat back on the straw.

Putting the food box on the ground, she curiously opened the lid of the bearded man and the old man's extremely envious eyes-

How could Brother Wei San deliver her food?

Their friendship is not so good, right?

Besides, didn’t she specifically tell each other not to get too close to each other and avoid suspicion?

She had all kinds of thoughts in her mind, but when she opened the lid, her eye sockets instantly heated up and even her fingers trembled.

And the purpose is a sweet and crispy butter abalone snail!

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Chapter completed!