The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 219 How ironic all this is
Meng Yuqing shook her head, "Uncle Wu said he would add another dish to my brother, so he asked me to deliver drinks."

"Uncle Wu, that's not what you said to my son that day." Jun Qinghan's voice was cold, not angry.

Uncle Wu's body suddenly went limp, his lips were muffled, and he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Su Qingran couldn't help looking at Jun Qinghan.

This man is really as careful as dust, and no clues can be hidden from him.

It seemed that he had decided from the very beginning that Meng Yuqing was not the poisoner!
It has to be said that although she is quite sure about the autopsy, she is really inferior to this man in solving the case.

Seeing Uncle Wu like this, Meng Yuqing couldn't help trembling her eyes, and looked at him in disbelief, "Uncle Wu, the person who poisoned... was you?"

Uncle Wu didn't dare to look at her, and burst into tears, "I, I'm sorry, my lord."

"Tell me, is it you?" Meng Yuqing stepped forward and pushed him.

Uncle Wu bowed his head in silence and chose to acquiesce.

"Why, tell me why?" Meng Yuqing stared at him firmly, tears rolling down the back of her eyes.

Those red and swollen autumn pupils were slowly showing hatred at this moment.

"Miss, Uncle Wu is sorry for you, and even more so, Young Master." Uncle Wu knelt in front of Meng Yuqing and kowtowed heavily.

"I don't want you, sorry, I want my brother!" Meng Yuqing's eyes were red, "My brother saved you, gave you food, gave you shelter, why did you treat him like this?"

"I'm an asshole, I'm ungrateful..." Uncle Wu gradually broke down in tears, "My son was conscripted to repair the reservoir, and there was no bones left. I have always held a grudge against Mr. Feng. I even begged you to take care of the reservoir. Make decisions for my son. But who knows that the son is weak and incompetent, and can't do anything at all. At this time, I had a bold idea in my mind. If the son died suddenly, everyone would definitely suspect that it was Mr. Feng's handwriting. Moreover, the son He is an official of the imperial court, if he dies, he will definitely attract more attention than my son's death. After the son died, I urged the young lady to go to the imperial capital to appeal for grievances, but I did not expect that the ruthless and ruthless son Murong actually came."

"Snapped!"

Hearing this, Meng Yuqing couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped Uncle Wu directly, "You are going to kill my brother in order to make decisions for your son? Could it be that in your eyes, my brother is just one of your revenge on Mr. Feng?" A chess piece? Don’t forget, when you committed suicide by jumping into the river, it was my brother who saved you!”

Meng Yuqing was trembling with anger, and her voice trembled accordingly.

Seeing this, Su Qingran couldn't help falling silent.

Until now, Uncle Wu is still honest and honest, and has nothing to do with the mad poisoner.

On that day, he told Jun Qinghan with a sad face that he stayed to find the murderer who poisoned him and avenge Meng Yuhang.

However, he was the poisoner.

How ironic all this is.

Jun Qinghan closed her eyes slightly, looked at Uncle Wu with a regretful face, and said coldly, "Let's talk about what happened that day."

Uncle Wu kowtowed, "That night, my lord was sad and disappointed. I knew the opportunity had come, so I prepared the poison Hedinghong. The reason why I chose Hedinghong was because I knew that the lady used it to commit suicide a few days ago. Hong, even if you fail, you can still push the matter to the lady..."

"You, you, I'm really blind, I misread you!" Meng Yuqing's face turned black with anger.

"After putting the poison in the jug, I was afraid of being suspected, so I asked the lady to deliver it. After a long time, there was no movement in the study, so I went in to check it secretly. Who knows that it doesn't matter, but put I was scared to death..."

(End of this chapter)