"Dong, dong," Xun Ziyang heard his heart beating like a drum.

His palms were a little sticky, and the words of rejection were stuck in his throat, but he didn't dare to say them out.

"good."

With great effort, he said a word, and then there was a long silence.

He stood there, watching those people going about their business, watching them carry Song Xing's body in and place it in front of him.

Then, his throat rolled and he kept swallowing saliva.

It's not his fault, it's all this damn loser's fault.

Yes, he still has a chance.

He wanted to drag those two people down and make them take the blame for these crimes.

Since God allowed them to appear at this time, isn't it just for this purpose?

He forced himself to calm down, and then listened to Bai Lu asking those people one by one.

He turned around and winked at his book boy quietly.

The latter nodded to indicate that he understood.

With his head lowered, Xun Ziyang looked very sad.

Even Bai Lu felt a little unbearable when he looked at it.

He just reached out and patted his shoulder.

After looking around for a week, he said seriously, "In order to find out the cause of Manager Song's death, I hope you can cooperate in telling us who saw Manager Song yesterday, who was the last person to see him, and whether there was anything unusual at that time.

Also, does Manager Song have any grudges with anyone? You'd better answer clearly. He is from your house. It is very likely that the next victim will be among you."

The servants had never experienced such a battle, and coupled with his words, their expressions immediately changed.

The inquiry went smoothly, but I had no clue.

Based on the confessions of these people, Bai Lu only knew that Song Xing acted as usual yesterday, with nothing unusual at all.

But he knew very well that the dagger must have been inserted by an external force, and the wound showed signs of laceration, which indicated that Song Xing was murdered.

Now, everyone knows that Mr. Xunyang's house is the center of the storm.

If someone really wants to harm my husband, I'm afraid there will be even more trouble.

"Although Manager Song is a little indifferent to others, because he is an old man in the mansion, if he is really offended, he probably won't delay it until now."

The book boy said hesitantly, and the people around him nodded, agreeing with what he said.

Bai Lu also felt that what he said made sense.

"Then why do you think Manager Song was killed?"

"It's hard to say anything about this matter. It's just that although there are frictions among the people in the house, it won't hurt anyone's life. Everyone knows each other well, and they know each other's temperament. They really won't do it, killing people to vent their anger.

This kind of thing."

The servants nodded fiercely, but Bai Lu stared at the little book boy in front of him after hearing the words "murder to vent his anger."

"What do you know?"

The latter shook violently, as if he was frightened by him, and could not speak clearly clearly.

"Little, little, I thought that maybe Manager Song had offended someone, so he was killed."

"Offended? Who?"

"Young one, I don't dare to say nonsense."
Chapter completed!