Chapter 537： Ant game

A person who can compete with Xiang Yu can be regarded as Pei Gong. Now, who is qualified to shout in front of Huo Rong?

Huo Fei couldn't talk about himself, it seemed too self-conscious.

Not to mention others, no one wants to hit the gun at this time.

As for the dead old lady Huo, it was even more impossible. The old man is old, silly, and idiotic, just a decoration, how can he shake Huo Rong? !

"Today you eat and drink are all prepared by my manor. I want to do something, but it's actually very easy." Murong Cheng's gaze swept lightly around, with deep deterrence.

His tone was indifferent, revealing a kind of casual coldness, and said: "I can do things in the food, let the old man die like a disease, silently, why make it so **** and ugly... …"

If Murong Cheng wants to start, there will indeed be a more clever way, but now it is like someone deliberately demonstrating to him.

"Who killed it..."

People looked at each other, as if trying to find clues in everyone's expressions.

An older uncle said: "The old man has worked hard for the Huo family all his life. Now that he has reached the age of resuscitation, he has been tragically handed by his younger generations. This person is not only ungrateful, but also wolf-hearted! Once found out, no matter who it is, he must be punished severely!"

Although the younger people are upset and more curious and doubtful, these older uncles are sad and sad, and their hearts are chilling.

This man clearly wanted to deal with Huo Rong, but how could he not deal with it, he had to kill the old man? This time it is the old lady, what about next time? ! Will it be your uncles next time?

Murong Cheng said: "The murderer thought he was clever, but he missed one thing. When the old man took the medicine, he spilled the water in the cup, and the servant cleaned up the broken glass, but the carpet in front of the old man did not have time. Clean up, it...sprinkled a lot of honey water."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"The murderer used a knife and had to stab him close. If he stepped on a carpet stained with honey water, he would leave a trace!" Someone understood.

"No wonder you have prepared so many blank papers, do you want to compare our shoe prints?"

"... But it's been so long, even if it is stained with honey water, it may already be dry, can it be found?"

"I don't know... I can only try now."

There was a lot of discussion, Murong Cheng glanced at Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan knew, called a maid, and at the same time, rang the glass again to attract the attention of the audience.

"Everyone, this servant is the one who picked up the broken glass just now. She happened to step on the carpet."

Wang Zhan asked the maid to walk a few steps on the white dance floor, and the maid did what she said.

Today, because of the banquet, the inside and outside of the manor castle were cleaned brightly and cleanly, even if the maid was busy back and forth at the banquet, there was not much dirt on the shoes.

She walked on the white paper, leaving only very, very light shoe prints.

Wang Zhan asked someone to put a bottle of ants.

The densely packed ants were poured out of the glass jar and crawled around in a panic when they first came out, but after a while, they squeezed on the shoe prints where the maid walked!

"Ants are addicted to sweetness and have a very keen sense of smell. They can detect even a little honey water on the soles of their shoes."

Wang Zhan smiled and looked at the people in the banquet hall, "The murderer who killed the old man, the honey water on the soles of his shoes will not be less than the maid. Now, please go to the dance floor and take a few steps. Who is the murderer? , Will see the result soon."

Someone raised objections: "However, during this period, we were not standing still. If we stepped on the place where the murderer walked, we might also be stained with honey water!"