Long live Daddy: Mother of the Waste

Chapter 443 Another homicide

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other and pointed at Murong Wan, obviously not believing her words.

"Then tell me, how can you be sure that Fifth Young Master committed suicide by hanging himself?!" Murong Wan asked, glancing at everyone present.

Everyone was stunned for a while, but they couldn't tell why.

Murong Wan simply pointed out a servant girl and asked, "Tell me, how can you be sure that Fifth Young Master committed suicide?"

The servant girl came out and pointed to one of the servants: "Listen to what he said."

Murong Wan looked at Jia Ding: "Tell me, how did you determine that Fifth Young Master committed suicide?"

The servant pointed to another person.This cycle went on and on, and after a quarter of an hour, Murong Wan smiled lightly and opened his lips: "They all follow what others say. Who will be the first to rush to the Bieyuan and see the Fifth Young Master hanging on the beam?"

"Yes, it's a servant." A beautiful maid stood up and replied in a low voice.

Murong Wan glanced at the servant girl, and then asked: "Who did you notify first?"

The servant girl looked at Qiu Yu when she heard the words, as if pointing something.

Murong Wan walked up to Qiu Yu and asked: "Did you order someone to put Fifth Young Master down the hanging beam? What was his expression at that time, and did you touch his body afterwards?"

Qiu Yu looked bewildered, and wept: "No, no..."

Afterwards, Murong Wan asked some more questions, but Qiu Yu always cried when she asked three questions.

Murong Wan simply inspected the corpse, and half a quarter of an hour later she said thoughtfully, "Fifth Young Master did not commit suicide by hanging from a beam. He was hung on a beam after his death, and someone created an illusion that he committed suicide."

"How can Miss Murong be sure that it was murder?" Qiu Yu forgot to cry at this moment, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, she looked at Murong Wan and asked.

"Of course I'm not sure, so I have to find a pestle for an autopsy. People can tell lies, but dead people can't. Some truths are hidden in corpses. The dead can tell many unknowable secrets to the living." Murong Wan said, looking at the people present. The crowd: "Everyone back down, this is the murder scene, although it has been destroyed, but we still have a chance to find the real culprit."

"You are just a guest of Qiu's family, not the owner here." After a moment of silence, Qiu Yu suddenly said.

"Find out the real culprit who killed the Fifth Young Master, do we still need to divide between the host and the guest?" Murong Wan looked back and smiled, looking directly at Qiu Yu's Rushui Qiutong.

Qiu Yu was stunned for a moment, then sat on the edge of the couch and said, "I also want to find out who killed Fifth Brother."

After that, Qiu Yu remained silent, as if she had infinite thoughts on her mind.

Murong Wan pulled Qiuying aside and said, "Now the Qiu family is only in charge of you, why don't you decide what to do."

"No, why don't I inform daddy." Qiu Ying thought for a while, and suddenly felt that this was the only way.

Murong Wan nodded thoughtfully: "I really need someone in charge, anyway, you can go to Qiu Lao, maybe he can find out the truth."

Qiu Ying went away in response, and soon disappeared in the other garden.

Murong Wan ordered people to guard the scene, and no one was allowed to come and go freely, and then asked people to ask for an autopsy.

Not long after, Qiu Ying ran back to the other garden, her face was terrified, and she said hoarsely: "It's not good, my father is dead."

What she said made Murong Wan dumbfounded.

"Take me to have a look." Murong Wan was stunned for a moment before raising his spirits.

Qiu Ying led the way, and Qiu Yu followed behind them, and soon they reached the secret room where Qiu Lao usually practiced.

Murong Wan was the first to enter the secret room, only to see that Qiu Lao looked calm and kept his seat, but he lost his breath a long time ago.

(End of this chapter)