The old boss shook his head and said, "I'm getting older and it's no longer useful."
"I'm so sorry for making Master Bao and Doctor Long laugh!"
"By the way, Mr. Bao, I heard from Zhicheng that you were also involved in the interrogation. Did you ask anything?"
"I'm useless! I can't even take care of my own people."
"There is no progress yet."
Fengjiang took the teacup handed to him by the maid and put it down.
"According to the data you gave, there are 400 guards in total. So, in addition to the 400 guards, there are more than 100 people, right?"
"Yes."
The old boss nodded and responded, "Master Bao, if you have anything to say, it doesn't matter if you say it."
"Everyone must have an alibi."
Feng Jiang raised his eyes and looked at the old master, "Even the old master, and your family."
"Master Bao, what do you mean?"
Zhang Zhicheng, the young master standing on the other side of the old master, frowned.
"Does Master Bao have to doubt even us?"
"Master Bao treats everyone equally. I don't think there is any problem. Don't you think so, Master Bao?"
Feng Jiuer looked at Zhang Zhicheng and smiled lightly.
"As the saying goes, those who purify themselves will purify themselves. Mr. Bao and the few people we have come over can accept your interrogation at any time."
"No! This is not called interrogation, it is just cooperating with the investigation."
"Zhicheng."
The old boss patted the table.
Zhang Zhicheng looked away and looked at him: "Dad, I understand, and I will cooperate with the investigation."
He pursed his lips and looked back at Feng Jiang and Feng Jiu'er.
"Mr. Bao, if you have any questions, just ask and I will tell you the truth."
"Did you go out last night?"
Fengjiang raised his eyes and asked softly.
"No."
Zhang Zhicheng shook his head.
"Can anyone prove it?"
Fengjiang continued to ask.
Zhang Zhicheng blinked and responded: "When I came back from your place last night, my father and I discussed some things."
"At about 3:00 pm, I went back to my room, washed myself, read for a while, and then went to bed at about 1:00 pm."
"So, after three quarters of an hour, no one can prove that you were always in the wing?"
Feng Jiang's voice sounded again.
Zhang Zhicheng calmed down and responded again: "Xiao Tao, my maid, she prepared the bath water."
"When will Xiaotao leave your wing?"
Feng Jiuer asked.
"Before midnight."
Zhang Zhicheng responded, "After that, I fell asleep and no one was around."
"The person who left at night was after midnight, so the young master cannot be ruled out of suspicion for the time being."
Feng Jiuer said.
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Zhicheng frowned again.
"Literally."
Feng Jiuer is neither humble nor arrogant.
She turned her gaze and looked at the old boss.
"Old Master, no one can prove that the Young Master has been in the village since childhood. Until the matter comes to light, please ask the Young Master not to leave."
"Zhicheng."
Before Zhang Zhicheng spoke, the old boss called out in a deep voice.
"Follow the arrangement, can't you just leave?
Now that the situation is so serious, can't you share your worries with your father?"
"father."
Zhang Zhicheng looked at the old boss and said, "Lingling's health is not good yet, I must go out today."
"No!"
The old boss snorted coldly.
"I don't care!"
Zhang Zhicheng took a deep breath and said, "I must go out today. I promised Lingling, and I can't break my promise."
Without saying a word, Zhang Zhicheng strode out.
"Zhicheng."
Mrs. Zhang shouted.
Zhang Zhicheng ran out as if he didn't hear anything.
The old boss was helpless and shook his head: "Go and order this unfilial son to be arrested."
"master."
Mrs. Zhang looked embarrassed, "Don't you know who your son is?
How could he dare to steal poison?"
Mrs. Zhang respects Lei Shenbao and the people sent by Lei Shenbao.
But how could her son steal poison?
Now, her husband had just woken up from a coma, and her son was about to be arrested. How could she not be upset?
"Since both of you and your wife think it's not him, there's no need to bother you."
Feng Jiuer said softly.
"We just want everyone to cooperate. After all, it is His Majesty's business."
"Doctor Long, I, I will let this unfilial son follow me, I..." Before the old master could finish his words, he began to pant again.
"master."
Mrs. Zhang turned around and reached out to pat the old master on the back.
