Zhu Jie was brought to Ye Qiu again. His face was now haggard and gaunt, and he seemed much older than before.
Ye Qiu's face was expressionless and he said in a cold voice: "Zhu Jie, it's been a whole night, why do you want to speak?"
Zhu Jie's body trembled, he looked at Ye Qiu with a pale face, and said in a panic: "Big, big inspection, I really didn't kill my father."
"Not you?"
Ye Qiu snorted coldly: "Then why don't you want to tell me what you were doing before three o'clock!"
Zhu Jie's face turned even paler when he heard this, his lips trembled, and he said hesitantly: "I, I..."
Ye Qiu still refused to say anything when he saw this guy. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I think you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin. So let me ask you, who usually delivers your father's tea."
Zhu Jie suddenly got excited when he heard this, and then hurriedly said: "The servant sent it here!"
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this: "Which servant is it?"
Zhu Jie hesitated again and said: "Yes... yes, by the way, it was given by Lao Gao."
Ye Qiu looked at Jiang Hua: "Go and bring that Lao Gao here, and also ask Zhu Hui's family members to come over, saying that this case will be settled today."
Jiang Hua was startled, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and left. Not long after, he came back with Zhu Hui's family.
Zhu Hui's wife had just arrived here. When she saw her son's haggard appearance, she immediately became anxious. She looked at Ye Qiu and said, "Sir, my son is really not a murderer. You can't unjustly accuse him."
Jiang Hua snorted coldly: "Shut up! Will the grand patrol accuse you unjustly? You are talking nonsense, be careful I try to trick you!"
Zhu Hui's family suddenly fell silent and looked at Jiang Hua in horror. No one dared to speak anymore.
Ye Qiu ignored these people and asked: "Who is Lao Gao?"
A man about fifty or sixty years old stood up and said tremblingly: "Sir, I am Lao Gao."
Ye Qiu nodded and asked, "Are you the one who brought tea to your master?"
Lao Gao nodded and said, "Yes, I sent you all your tea."
"Oh, so." Ye Qiu asked lightly, "What kind of tea does your master usually like to drink?"
Lao Gao was startled, and then he was about to answer.
Ye Qiu said word by word: "Zhu Hui was poisoned in the tea, so you should think carefully before speaking. If you speak wrongly, then you will be a murderer."
The old man Gao was dumbfounded when he heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Ye Qiu's lips trembling and unable to speak.
"Poison?"
Zhu Hui's first wife was stunned for a moment, then immediately screamed and looked at Lao Gao angrily: "Lao Gao, our master treats you well! How dare you poison him to kill him?"
Lao Gao's body began to tremble, and he said incoherently: "I didn't, how could it be possible? Master treats me so well, how could I poison him? It's not me, it's really not me."
Ye Qiu looked at him and said: "Whether he is the murderer or not, you will know after you answer my question, so think it over carefully. What kind of tea does your master usually drink?"
Lao Gao's legs were trembling, and a heavy cold sweat broke out on his head. After racking his brains for a while, he said with a trembling voice: "Yes, it's green tea."
"Are you sure?" Ye Qiu said in a cold tone.
"Indeed, sure... I usually drink green tea, and I send it to you..." Lao Gao said tremblingly.
"Then what kind of tea did your master drink yesterday?"
"Green, green tea..." Lao Gao replied hurriedly.
"You're lying!" Ye Qiu suddenly yelled, "I checked Zhu Hui's body and found that his gastrointestinal condition was not good recently, and drinking green tea would actually aggravate the condition. You said he drank green tea? It's ridiculous, you
You’re lying to me!”
"ah?"
Lao Gao immediately panicked and fell to his knees with a thud. He said in panic: "It's true, it's true. I drank green tea. I didn't lie. Sir, I really didn't lie. I don't know whether drinking green tea is right."
My stomach is not good."
When Zhu Hui's wife heard this, she suddenly said: "Sir, I have a bad stomach recently. I told Lao Gao, maybe he forgot."
Ye Qiu got up after hearing this, walked to Lao Gao, walked around him, and said with a sneer: "Do you have anything else to say now? You clearly know that your master has a bad stomach recently!"
Lao Gao's body was trembling and speechless, and then he suddenly shouted, bang bang bang his head on the ground, and shouted: "I, I really didn't lie, sir, it was not me who killed the master."
Zhu Hui's wife had a look of hatred on her face: "Lao Gao, I took you in when I saw you were homeless and gave you a mouthful of food, so you survived. I didn't expect you to retaliate and kill me."
"I didn't..." Lao Gao was so stimulated that he fell into a trance. He kept kowtowing and kept mumbling that he did not kill Zhu Hui.
Er Niang shook her head and said at this time: "Sir, it seems that the truth is now clear. It was Lao Gao who killed the master... Our Ajie is innocent."
After speaking, he looked at Zhu Jie with a soft look in his eyes.
Zhu Jie also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, you can let me go now."
Ye Qiu shook his head and ignored them. Instead, he looked at Zhu Hui's wife: "I just lied to you when I said Zhu Hui had a bad gastrointestinal problem. He has no physical problems at all. Why are you so sure that he has a bad gastrointestinal problem?"