Chapter 158 Deadlock

Lin Huazhi's performance was not as fierce as she thought. Perhaps in the last conversation, Jinhou's hiding look had explained everything, but... Looking at Jinhou, Lin Huazhi didn't know what to say. After all, imagination is one thing, and it's another thing to really hear the truth from Jinhou's mouth.

After a long silence, Lin Huazhi reluctantly smiled: "I don't know what to say, but... but thank you very much."

Jinhou nodded stiffly and could see that Jinhou was also determined to tell Lin Huazhi about this matter. In fact, Lin Huazhi also vaguely knew that Jinhou had talked to Uncle Chen and the wet nurse in private these days. As for what they said, Lin Huazhi did not know, but looking at Jinhou's look today, it must be I still heard a lot about Chen Suyue.

Jinhou's name is "ghost sadness". Uncle Chen said that although Jinhou is cold-natured, she has a kind heart. She will do her best to treat all patients. No one has ever died in her hands, and Chen Suyue died of the medicine she configured, which is not a good thing for Jinhou.

Jinhou sighed, "In those years, the preparation of 'Butterfly Dance Dust' was just a whim. I only knew that it could make people psychedelic, but I didn't expect that eating for a long time could kill people, which was really unexpected."

Lin Huazhi is no longer interested in "Butterfly Dance Dust". She asked Jinhou, "I just heard what you mean. Two years ago, a girl asked you to make it. Can you ask that girl, do you still remember it?"

Jinhou nodded: "The girl is about twelve or three years old. I only remember that there is a scar on the girl's face. She was a very beautiful person. Because the scar was broken, I once wanted to help the girl see the scar, but she said she didn't. As for what her surname is, it is not clear, but what she said was Xining, coupled with the thick cocoon on both hands, she came from the west, and she was a little like a child in the tribe.

Lin Huazhi fell into meditation and thought about it. It seemed that she had never seen a little girl with scars on her face.

Lin Huazhi thought about it carefully and asked, "How dare you ask how many pairs of butterfly dance dust have you prepared?" She doesn't know any little girl. Maybe it's someone else's medicine.

"It's just a small bottle. I only gave it to that girl." Jinhou thought about it carefully and affirmed, "Yes, I only matched one bottle."

Lin Huazhi has no doubt, then the little girl with scars on her face should be the one who killed Chen Suyue.

However, Lin Huazhi thought about all the people she knew again, and there was no such person in her memory.

Speaking Xining dialect, it may be the children of the tribe who came from the west. These points also confirm the medicine in the formula of butterfly dance dust - the eclipsiac from the west.

But she really doesn't know the little girl in the west.

Lin Huazhi couldn't help sighing. In this way, there was one person, no, it should be said that there were two people who were indeed not murderers of her. One was Yan Shaobai and the other was Cui Ting.

Yan Shaobai has no reason to want Chen Suyue to die. Even if Chen Suyue doesn't like the private meeting between him and Cui Ting, that man will not want to hurt Chen Suyue. After all, the two are also husband and wife, and they once loved each other.

And Cui Ting was taken home by her ex-husband and hooked up with Yan Shaobai again for more than a year. With Cui Ting's nature, she couldn't think of such a long-term strategy to poison Chen Suyue in two years. Cui Ting didn't have the courage. To be precise, Cui Ting should have just had the idea of being taken as a concubine by Yan Shaobai one day.

Lin Huazhi sighed quietly and felt quite uncomfortable. Yan Shaobai and Cui Ting were not the murderers, so who really hurt Chen Suyue?

In the room, neither of them said anything. Lin Huazhi's face was a little solemn. After investigating the matter for a year, it seems that he is busy in vain. Who on earth harmed Chen Suyue? Today, after listening to Jinhou's words, Lin Huazhi felt that all the news clues were broken.

Lin Huazhi couldn't help smiling bitterly. Chen Suyue and Chen Suyue died unjustly.

I don't know how long it took, Jinhou suddenly asked, "Miss Lin, I heard that the young master has had a marriage with you before?"

Lin Huazhi looked up at Jinhou. Why did she ask this?