Chapter 1594

He Wenhao's mask was shattered to the ground, revealing a ferocious look, his face was distorted by hatred, and he wailed like a beast: "Who else?

Not only can she inquire about the movements of the Feng family, but also knows that Master Yichen has been grounded by Marshal Feng and will not be released for the time being.

And I have the ability to get this deadly poison, and can deceive everyone's sight, and quietly smear it on my inseparable prosthesis.

If I die, whoever benefits the most is the murderer. "

Chu Yunyao tentatively asked: "The three brothers and sisters of the He family?"

"Who else in this world wants my life more than them?" He Wenhao smiled self-deprecatingly, then paused suddenly: "There is another person who wants my life more than them."

"Who?" Chu Yunyao couldn't bear to see He Wenhao's grief-stricken look.

Ren Zhi happened to push the door open and broke in, saluted Chu Yunyao and Feng Yichen respectfully, and then bowed his hands to He Wenhao, "Master, according to your instructions, I have paid twice the amount of silver to the shopkeeper."

He Wenhao held his face in both hands, leaned his elbows on the table, and squeezed out a hoarse and painful voice from between his fingers: "Jin Zhi, besides me, you have been keeping these prosthetics all the time, scrubbing, drying, and maintaining them on a daily basis. It's all you alone, isn't it?"

Renzhi was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, the little ones don't dare to lay hands on others, even if they are drying, they are kept aside, and no one else is allowed to touch them randomly."

He Wenhao raised his face, his eyes seemed to be burning with monstrous flames, "Did someone get close to these prosthetic limbs half a month ago?"

Shinobi realized that something was wrong: "Master, is there something wrong with these prosthetics?"

He Wenhao remained silent.

Shinobi lowered his head and thought hard, his eyes gradually became clear from being confused: "I remember, half a month ago, it was the night of the full moon, I washed the prosthetic limb used by the young master, and put it on the The air was ventilated, and it was already late at night, and most of the servants in the backyard had already rested.

I was wiping them with a dry cotton cloth when the master suddenly came over and saw me busy in the backyard alone, so he stood in front of me for a while.

He took a look at a prosthesis that I had scrubbed, asked me a few questions, finally sighed and said a word to me, put down the prosthesis and left. "

He Wenhao asked: "What did he say?"

"Master told me: You are loyal." Renzhi stared at the prosthesis in Feng Yichen's hand: "It was too dark that night, so I finished wiping the other prosthesis and let it dry for a while, waiting for it to dry If there is water stain, screw it to the young master's room."

I couldn't understand it: "Master, what's wrong with this prosthesis?"

Chu Yunyao asked: "Are you sure no one else has touched this prosthesis?"

Shinobi nodded: "I'm sure, I've been by the young master's side for so long, these prosthetic limbs are the young master's half life, I will scrub the dust on the outside of the prosthetic limbs every day, and clean them inside and out once every seven days, lest the young master be in a hurry the next day. To wear, I only took it out in the dead of night and dried it in the air vent before taking it back to the bedroom and putting it next to the young master's pillow."

Chu Yunyao said: "Your young master's calf bone became like this because he was poisoned. If we guessed correctly, someone smeared the poison on the inner wall of the artificial limb, and the poison seeped into the bone from his skin. No, the lowermost calf bone of his has been necrotic."

Shinobi: "..."

Shinobi knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and the whole person was frightened: "Master..."

Feng Shaojin raised his foot and kicked Renzhi: "Your young master is still fine, why are you kneeling, with me and the little doctor here, it is no problem to save your young master's life, but... .”