Noticing Han Fei and Zhang Liang coming in, Mrs. Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't them just now, otherwise...
Entering the study, Han Fei first called out to Zheng Ze, and then turned his attention to Madam Hu, "Han Fei has taken the liberty of disturbing me, and I hope Madam will forgive me!"
Mrs. Hu raised her head and glanced at this young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and knew that he was the Ninth Young Master.
"Young Master, you are serious." In front of Han Fei, Mrs. Hu maintained the demeanor that a noble lady should have. After all, not everyone is like Zheng Ze who would say, "Madam, you don't want to...".
But looking at Madam Hu, Han Fei keenly observed something strange. He frowned and said, "Han Fei is a little confused about the death of Zuo Sima. I wonder if Madam can provide some clues."
Zhang Liang glanced at Han Fei, then at Mrs. Hu, always staring at the married woman, oh no, always staring at the widow. In the eyes of a young boy, it was not very polite.
But even with a quick glance, he found clues.
"Sir, please speak." The young woman's gentle and dignified voice sounded. Zheng Ze listened to it and suddenly felt a different feeling.
Looking at Mrs. Hu, who has a peaceful demeanor, a graceful appearance, and is dignified and gentle, I seem to have a strong sense of contrast.
Han Fei stared at the young woman in front of him with burning eyes, and said slowly: "I was wondering, Zuo Sima was killed not long ago, why does the lady not look sad, but seems a little happy?"
Mrs. Hu's elegant and beautiful face showed no color at all. She folded her hands on her waist and seemed a little sullen when listening to Han Fei's "slanderous" words. The gentle young woman seemed a bit cold when she showed such emotions.
The feeling of being unapproachable, "How can the young master see the emotions in my heart?"
Hearing this, Han Fei shook his head and smiled, "It is true that I cannot peek into Madam's heart, but eyes are the windows to the soul. From Madam's eyes, I can see joy that should not appear."
On the side, Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows. Han Fei couldn't pry into his wife's heart, which meant that he hadn't mastered Kung Fu yet!
Mrs. Hu didn't know how to argue with Han Fei's remarks. Zheng Ze said he wanted to bring Nongyu to see her, but he couldn't hide his joy.
Seeing Mrs. Hu's helpless expression, Han Fei continued: "And I heard from the servant that on the night Zuo Sima was killed, he heard the quarrel between him and his wife. Early the next morning, his body was discovered. Madam.
What’s the explanation?”
Mrs. Hu was a little overwhelmed by the questioning from people like Han Fei, but fortunately, he was not like Zheng Ze who hugged her and asked...
When she thought of this, she couldn't help but turn her eyes to Zheng Ze.
Following her line of sight, Han Fei and Zhang Liang also paid attention to Zheng Ze.
Han Fei frowned. Could this matter have something to do with him?
Seeing all three of them looking at him, Zheng Ze stroked his forehead and said helplessly: "Ninth Young Master, you need evidence when handling a case. How can you accuse someone of innocence with empty words?"
Han Fei shook his head and retorted, "Reasoning is also required when handling cases. Correct reasoning can also yield evidence that cannot be disappeared."
Zhang Liang stood aside and silently watched the two playing chess without saying a word.
I saw Zheng Ze putting his hand on a certain bamboo slip on the bookshelf and gently twisting it, "But reasoning is not worth mentioning in the face of evidence!"
As his voice fell, the sound of the machine's collision resounded in the study.
Click! Click!
The bookshelf began to shake. The next moment, it was slowly opened from the middle in front of Zheng Ze. What came into view was an empty secret room. In the middle of the secret room was a pool of blood and an empty box.
After doing this, Zheng Ze watched Han Fei and Zhang Liang go in to investigate, but he didn't make any move.
This secret room was indeed hidden by Liu Yi. He knew about it because he was familiar with the plot. However, Han Fei didn't discover it immediately because he was a day late and the Liu family had disposed of the body.
Zheng Ze crossed his arms and waited quietly for their investigation to be completed, without any intention of participating.
He was a little interested in Baiyue's treasure, but he maintained a wait-and-see attitude. He didn't want to rush forward to block Han Fei's knife yet.
The secrets buried more than ten years ago are not easy to dig out. They were not revealed in the original work, and Zheng Ze even suspected that it was a scam.
He already has a plan for the wealth needed to open the fourth stage of the puppet.
When everything was over, Zheng Ze took Han Fei and they walked out of Sima Mansion.
Han Fei touched his chin and looked at Zheng Ze who was walking in front.
Is there any suspicion on Mrs. Hu? Of course there is.
But now, he is more interested in Zheng Ze. Is it the information he just got from Mrs. Hu's mouth, or is he one of the people involved in this matter?
However, I heard from Zi Nu that he was at Zi Lan Xuan that night.
"Mr. Zheng..." As soon as Han Fei spoke, he saw Zheng Ze in front of him waving his hand.
"Don't ask me, I don't know anything."
Seeing this, Zhang Liang on the side said: "Didn't Mr. Zheng say that Liu Sima is your beloved relative, friend and brother? Don't you want to know who the murderer was?"
Hearing this, Zheng Ze stopped and stretched out his hand to pat the young Zhang Liang's shoulder again, "You must have heard wrong. Go home and ask your grandfather to give you a patch. You can't damage your ears at a young age."
Already."
Seeing this situation, Zhang Liang was speechless. He reluctantly asked Han Fei for help, but received a helpless expression.
On the long street, three people walked towards Zilanxuan.
In the end, Han Fei couldn't hold it back and asked Zheng Ze, "I don't understand, what exactly does Mr. Zheng want to do?"
It didn't matter whether he could get information from him. There was never only one line of reasoning in a case. What he was more interested in was, since Zheng Ze didn't want to say more, why was he willing to bring them to Sima Mansion?
Zheng Ze smiled slightly and said, "I'm waiting for the wind to come. Before that, I ask the Ninth Young Master not to cause trouble for me."
Of course he wouldn't say that the secret of taking them to participate in the Baiyue Treasure was to let them charge in front and block the knife. Although Han Fei will find out when he finds out more clues, isn't this what you asked for?
As soon as Zheng Ze finished speaking, a charming voice came from not far away.
"Brother! Xiaoliangzi!"
Upon hearing this voice, the expressions of the three people changed slightly.
Han Fei's expression showed a hint of helplessness unconsciously, Honglian was bored again.
Zhang Liang, on the other hand, had a wry smile on his face, "Her Highness the Princess is here to torture me again."
As for Zheng Ze, his expression was very subtle, he pursed his lips and said nothing.
The three of them looked to the other side at the same time and saw a girl wearing a pink palace dress waving her arms towards them and running towards them.
Pedestrians on the road saw this elegant and energetic girl, and they were afraid to avoid her.
Hong Lian stopped until she was in front of the three of them, put her hands on her legs, and panted slightly, "Brother, you didn't take me with you when you went out to play this time!" The girl faced Han Fei with a face full of complaints.
Without waiting for Han Fei to give a reasonable explanation, she looked at Zhang Liang again, "Xiao Liangzi, how dare you hide it from me? Let's see how I deal with you!"
Zhang Liang smiled even more bitterly, waved his hand quickly, and asked Han Fei for help, "Brother Han."
Hearing this, Han Fei could only show off his brother's airs, "Honglian, don't be ridiculous, brother still has friends here!"
Honglian's face full of collagen showed confusion, and then she turned to look at Zheng Ze, "Hey, who is he? Is he my brother's new friend?"
Han Fei introduced her, "This is Mr. Zheng, Honglian, don't be rude!"
Looking at the lively girl, Zheng Ze smiled and nodded as a greeting.
"Hey? Sir? You are a sir at such a young age? Why doesn't he speak? Is he mute?"
Regarding Honglian, the previous article has been modified, except that I pinched her face...
