Bian Meijuan was startled, stared at the box for a few seconds, and said, "There was no box when you sold me the ginseng. I was afraid that the ginseng would be crushed, so I bought a box myself!"
She turned out to be very smart and closed the loopholes.
Hua Zhao nodded, a box is indeed not much evidence.
She was not in a hurry at all.
Now, the best way is to find the ginseng tree she sold. It may be hidden in Bian Meijuan's room.
It can't be thrown away by Bian Meijuan, or eaten all.
Even if she sells it, if you find the buyer, you can identify Bian Meijuan.
Suddenly, old Chinese medicine doctor Sun said: "This is not ginseng at all, but it looks fake and real..."
Bian Meijuan's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she felt a huge foreboding feeling.
Sure enough, Old Chinese Medicine Doctor Sun said: "I know one person who has this kind of fraud technique, and he lives in the capital."
As he spoke, he looked at the family members beside him, with expressions on his face that did not conceal his disappointment and disgust.
After the initial surprise, he slowly thought of a possibility.
He told them about this person, and the ginseng was most likely made by that person.
They deliberately replaced it with fake ginseng to frame Hua Zhao!
"Who?" Ye Ming asked.
Mr. Sun, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor, gave the person’s name and address.
Ye Ming immediately asked someone to bring him over.
Bian Meijuan was still holding on, but her overall condition was a little bad. She no longer dared to look at Hua Zhao, and her body was trembling.
Everyone saw her abnormality.
The hearts of the Bian family suddenly felt as if they had been thrown into a frying pan. Was it all Bian Meijuan's fault?
Then they will be embarrassed today!
If I had known better, I wouldn't have made a fuss at the door wearing mourning clothes!
Now, if it was really Bian Meijuan who did it, their family would become the laughing stock of the entire capital!
Ye Tao rushed into the room and first looked at the ginseng on the table.
His eyes widened for a moment, and he asked the Bian family without giving up: "Is this the ginseng you said you bought from Hua Zhao? The ginseng that killed old man Bian?"
No one answered him.
They must have nodded crazily before, but now...
Ye Ming answered for them: "Yes."
Bian Liren stared at his daughter, opened his mouth, and wanted to say no.
But if not, then they can get out now.
It's hard to get off the tiger.
Ye Tao got Ye Ming's answer and instantly turned to stare at Bian Meijuan.
This ginseng was very different from the one sold by Huazhao that day. Even if he didn't understand, he recognized it. This was not the one sold by Huazhao at all.
Bian Meijuan lied, she framed Hua Zhao!
"Why are you doing this?" he asked, somewhat confused.
He really couldn't understand, was Bian Meijuan doing it for money? She killed her grandfather for money? Is she so cruel?
He didn't believe it.
"I didn't do anything." Bian Meijuan said.
But there was obvious guilt in his voice.
Now she just hopes that the old man selling fake medicine is not at home and will not be caught by the Ye family.
Or, he might as well just die!
That way she'll be fine.
Just as I was thinking about it, the counterfeit medicine seller was dragged in.
Seeing this yard, he knew that he had encountered a hard problem and that there was no point in trying to quibble.
He readily admitted that the "ginseng" on the table was made by himself.
"I just made something, but I didn't intend to use it to harm anyone! It's none of my business!" the old man shouted.
