Ma Shan didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly replied: "Back to the adult, here's the thing, Xiaomin and that Zheng Shijie once gave Lu Yibai a few hundred taels of silver, Lu Yibai died suddenly, and the two of us didn't pay back the money and had a quarrel, my proposition is to pay it back, although a few hundred taels of silver is a lot, but our two families are not bad for this bit of silver, but Zheng Shijie said no, after all, it was borrowed by the three of us when we played, because the relationship is good, there is no IOU, and no one testifies, since Lu Yibai is dead, except for the two of us, No one knew that we borrowed his money, and we fell out because of this. ”

"Then did you pay back the money after the last one?"

Ma Shan was slightly embarrassed and said: "I can't resist Zheng Shijie, so I didn't pay it back, I wanted to pay it back, but if I pay it back, the people of the Lu family will inevitably ask, and Zheng Shijie will definitely be involved at that time, so after thinking about it, I didn't mention it." ”

After listening to Ma Shan's words, Song Gongqing glanced at Hua Lang, he wanted Hua Lang to help judge whether what Ma Shan said was the truth, but Hua Lang kept silent, and when Hua Lang spoke, he only said one sentence, you go back.

After Ma Shan went back, Song Gongqing immediately said: "Dude, this Ma Shan and Zheng Shijie both owe Lu Yibai silver, could it be that they killed Lu Yibai for this, after all, many murders happen because of money?" ”

As soon as Song Gongqing finished speaking, Wen Meng smiled and said: "Lord Song thinks too much, if it is Lu Yibai that they killed, then how can Zheng Shijie be killed, didn't Ma Shan say it just now, others don't know about the matter of owing money." ”

When Wen Meng said this, Song Gongqing felt that it was too, but if it wasn't because of money, then he wouldn't understand, why was this Zheng Shijie killed again after Lu Yibai died?

Everyone said that their eyes were on Hua Lang, but Hua Lang just smiled and didn't say much about it.

It's getting late, the wind is blowing and it's cool, and autumn is coming quickly.

There was nothing to say all night, and everyone woke up the next day, and they were going to continue to track down Yingqiong's whereabouts, but at this time, there were sudden bursts of drums outside the hall, Song Gongqing boarded the lobby, and saw that the person who beat the drum was Ma Shan's wife, Mrs. Ma, everyone was shocked, and Song Gongqing immediately asked: "Mrs. Ma is coming to avenge her grievances?" ”

Mrs. Ma looked sad and said, "My lord...... I...... My husband ...... last night He's dead! ”

"What, Ma Shan is dead?" After hearing Mrs. Ma's words, everyone couldn't stay any longer, and immediately took Mrs. Ma to Mafu, and on the way to Mafu, Hualang asked, "How did Ma Shan die?" ”

Mrs. Ma's words were sad, and said: "I don't know how Lu Dao died, after the two of us slept last night, we have been safe, but this morning I got up and pushed him, but found that he did not react at all, I got up and looked, only to find that my husband was dead." After Mrs. Ma finished speaking, she was sad again.

Hua Lang frowned slightly, thinking that things were incredible, a person who died in his sleep, how could this be possible, unless he had some sudden illness, or had a heart problem all the time.

Before they had time to think about it, they couldn't help but speed up their pace.

When they came to Mafu, Mafu had already been arranged with a plain white, and this was the second time that Hualang had seen plain white in the past few days.

Under the leadership of Mrs. Ma, they entered Ma Shan's bedroom, only to see that Ma Shan's body was still on the bed, Hua Lang was a little puzzled and asked, "Why does Madame still put Ma Shan's body on the bed?" ”

Mrs. Ma wiped her tears and said, "Although my husband's body is not very good, it is too incredible that he died suddenly, and I saw that my husband's face was very bad, and I thought that someone had killed him, and if he was murdered, wouldn't it be a mistake for me to move the body, so I thought about letting you adults come to see it, and I will bury the body after seeing it." ”

Song Gongqing felt that what Mrs. Ma said was very reasonable, so he asked Hua Lang to conduct an autopsy, Hua Lang lifted the quilt and found that he was immediately wearing a thin shirt, but there was nothing to see on this shirt, so he went to see Ma Shan's face, Ma Shan's face was indeed as Mrs. Ma said, very poor, and not only very bad, it can be said to be a sign of poisoning, because Ma Shan's face was black, his lips were purple, and even slightly swollen.

When everyone saw the silver needle turn black, they were all surprised: "Poisoned to death? ”

Hua Lang nodded slightly, then turned to look at Mrs. Ma and asked, "Did your husband have anything unusual last night?" ”

Mrs. Ma thought for a while and said, "After he heard the news of Zheng Shijie's death yesterday, his body and bones suddenly became worse, and he couldn't stop coughing. ”

"Where's the medicine?"

Mrs. Ma hurriedly ordered someone to bring it, Hua Lang asked Hua Wan'er to test it, Hua Wan'er looked at it, and said: "It is indeed a medicine to strengthen the body and treat cough, there should be no problem with these medicines, even if people who are not sick take it, they will be fine." ”

Hua Lang bowed slightly, and then ordered someone to boil all the remaining medicines, and then looked at Mrs. Ma and asked, "Is there any medicine that was boiled yesterday?" ”

Mrs. Ma nodded again and again: "Also, because my husband was disgusted with the bitter medicine and didn't finish drinking it, I fell into the spittoon, and the spittoon should still be here." Mrs. Ma glanced at it, and then cast her eyes on a porcelain basin at the head of the bed, Hua Lang endured the unpleasant smell and examined the potion in the spittoon, but there was nothing unusual, that is to say, the medicine Ma Shan drank last night was not poisonous.

After testing the potion in the spittoon, the newly boiled medicine was also good, Hua Lang asked people to bring it and tested it with a silver needle, but the silver needle did not turn black, Hua Lang frowned slightly, thinking that the poison in Ma Shan's house was not ingested from the medicine.

After thinking about it for a while, Hua Lang asked again, "What did your husband eat yesterday, and who did you have contact with?" ”

Mrs. Ma thought for a while and said, "Except for being called to the county government twice yesterday, he didn't go out because ...... Because he was under suspicion, he didn't eat much, but he told me that when he came back from the county office, he saw a wandering vendor selling special snacks, and he thought it was novel, so he bought a piece of ...... to eat." ”

Hua Lang frowned, glanced at Song Gongqing, and asked, "Is there such a wandering vendor here?" ”

Song Gongqing nodded: "Yes, there are some people from other counties who often sell snacks in the streets and alleys, because some things are relatively rare here, so sometimes business will be very good." ”

Hua Lang bowed slightly, then looked at Mrs. Ma and asked, "Did your husband say that you met that vendor somewhere?" ”