Cooks come faster than expected.

After waiting for only 20 minutes, the ordered meals have begun to be placed on the table one by one.

When you're in a bad mood, you can't help spending crazily. It's probably a common problem for all women.

Lin Jiangxia was so cruel that he ordered more than a dozen dishes. It was a bit exaggerated for two people to eat.

"Eat." But when she looked at those greasy sweet and sour carp or crystal elbows, she couldn't afford any appetite.

On the contrary, I'm very interested in the drinks here.

It seems that it is the fruit wine brewed by our own restaurant. Although the taste is not as mellow as those red wines collected by Zhan beiheng, it can also be said to have a different charm.

And the accuracy of the wine is not low. After drinking several cups in a row, she already has a burning feeling on her cheeks.

Feng Yishu was no longer polite. He grabbed the crystal elbow and ate it.

Maybe it's because his work is high-intensity. He eats a lot and eats quickly.

Lin Jiangxia shook his glass, looked sideways, and looked out of the floor glass window.

"Madam, you seem to have something on your mind." Feng Yishu took off his disposable gloves, but picked up chopsticks and ate with ribs: "the more you hide your mind, the more unpleasant it is. Madam, it's better to speak out. Maybe I can help. "

"This matter, a tree, you can't help me." Lin Jiangxia rubbed her forehead, perhaps because of fruit wine, which made her head ache.

"How do you know if you don't say it?" Feng Yishu's eyes were bright: "everything in this world is difficult to predict, right?"

Lin Jiangxia raised her eyebrows, nodded slowly and said, "grandpa died."

Feng Yishu was stunned and suddenly stared at his big eyes: "old man Lin, he......" then he was relieved: "but it's also that old man Lin was so old and had such a serious disease."

"It's not the cause of the disease." Lin Jiangxia shook his head in pain: "the police did an autopsy on Grandpa's body. According to the autopsy results, grandpa took unknown drugs, which would lead to accelerated death."

Feng Yishu frowned more and more tightly, and his eating speed slowed down: "this is... Murder?"

"Yes, murder." Lin Jiangxia sighed: "I know who the murderer is, but I have no evidence. I confronted her, but I was splashed with sewage inexplicably." At this point, she raised her eyebrows and glanced sideways at Feng Yishu, whose mouth was oily in front of her: "Yishu, what should I do?"

"Then... Who is the murderer?"

"Zhou Meilan, Lin Leyu." Lin Jiangxia did not think.

Feng Yishu's face showed a fierce light: "it's them again."

"Yes." Lin Jiangxia answered with a deep voice.

"No more." Feng Yishu suddenly got up, pulled off the dinner cloth on the collar and fell onto the table: "madam, let's go."

Lin Jiangxia was stunned and opened her eyes: "where are you going?"

"Since there is a suspect, of course we need to find evidence!" Feng Yishu made up his mind: "madam, you can't just sit here and complain about yourself. That won't solve any problems."

Of course, she also wants to find evidence.

But where are we going to find the evidence?

Before she could react, Feng Yishu pulled her up, turned around and left the restaurant quickly.

The restaurant manager was also guarding the door of the restaurant. When he saw them coming out, he made a 90 degree bow: "take your time, guys. Welcome to come again next time!"

Feng Yishu got into the car, started the engine and rushed out without saying anything.

He drove very fast. Sitting in the back seat, she looked at the scenery outside the window and moved back quickly. She couldn't help but panic.

"A tree." She whispered, "drive slowly."

"Yes, madam." Feng Yishu promised happily, but the speed did not decrease much.

That road, familiar to Lin Jiangxia, is the only way to the Lin family's old house.

About 20 minutes later, the car had stopped in the courtyard outside the Lin family's old house.

Feng Yishu stopped the car, stopped the car steadily, turned his head and looked at Lin Jiangxia sitting in the back seat. He looked a little stunned: "madam, since it was poisoning, I think there might be some drug residues in Zhou Meilan or Lin Leyu's room. As long as we can find it, it is certainly the iron evidence that the mother and daughter can't escape!"

"It seems so..." Lin Jiangxia was a little stunned.

The dull appearance was probably cute to Feng Yishu, so the corners of his mouth couldn't stop smiling.

"Come on, I'll go in with my wife." He said faintly.

Lin Jiangxia nodded hard.

Got out of the car and walked into the courtyard of the Lin family's old house.

Housekeeper Zhang greeted Lin Jiangxia and immediately smiled.

"Second lady, are you back?"

"Is there anyone else at home?" Lin Jiangxia glanced at housekeeper Zhang, fell straight into the old house and asked softly.

"No, just me and some servants." Housekeeper Zhang said softly with his hands down.

If there is no one, it seems more appropriate.

Lin Jiangxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just to search Zhou Meilan's room, she couldn't say it openly. She looked left and said to him, "I'll go in."

"Of course. I'll prepare tea for you. I don't know what kind of tea the second lady likes to drink?" Housekeeper Zhang was slightly excited.

In this way, she hasn't had tea at home for a long time.

The nose couldn't help but turn sour, so that the voice didn't fluctuate too much: "anything is OK, housekeeper Zhang, you don't have to take too much trouble."

"Trouble is trouble. After all, it's rare for the second lady to come back once." Housekeeper Zhang said, leading them to the main hall. After settling down, he turned and went to the back kitchen.

Feng Yishu sat down, picked up the fruit plate placed on the table, took the oranges down and peeled them. However, he handed the peeled orange petals to Lin Jiangxia.

Lin Jiangxia is flustered. Where is the mood to eat orange petals.

Subconsciously grabbed the orange petal in his hand, pursed his lips and got up: "I'll go to Zhou Meilan's room, and a tree will talk to housekeeper Zhang more here."

"Yes." Feng Yishu smiled and said, "madam, don't be so nervous. No one will find out."

In spite of that, she was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

However, Feng Yishu has some truth after all. This is the Lin family, and there is no one else. At this moment, she, the second miss of the Lin family, can be regarded as the owner of the family to some extent. In most of the rooms of the Lin family, she can communicate freely without any psychological burden.

That's the truth.

But Lin Jiangxia always feels guilty about being a thief.

Glancing stealthily at the kitchen, I didn't see housekeeper Zhang and the servant coming out there. I was relieved and quickly stepped upstairs to stand outside Zhou Meilan's room.