Chapter 50: Solving the Case 5

The next room is Hua Xinyi's.

"Why does a secretary have a room in the boss's house?" Ruan Tianxi looked at Hua Xinyi in confusion.

"Because I am an orphan sponsored by Mr. Jia." Hua Xinyi pushed the glasses that he had put on at some unknown time and said generously.

"So." Ruan Tianxi held his chin in thought.

Hua Xinyi's room is in the same style as Zuo Chi's, just like a model room in a hotel. It looks fine, but in fact, there is no breath of life.

But his clues were hidden even deeper, so Mu Tianya and Mu Liunian simply lifted up the mattress and found the hidden medical examination report.

"You have a terminal illness?!" Mu Tianya said in shock as he looked at the contents of the physical examination report.

"Yes, it can't be cured." There was a reason for Hua Xinyi's pale face. Even though his hidden secret was discovered, he remained calm and looked as if he didn't care about anything.

"But what does that have to do with Mr. Jia?" Ruan Tianxi asked, and then he thought of a possibility: "Is it because of the long hours of unreasonable work?"

"That's right. He pushed all the work to me, making me stay up late and work overtime every day. I haven't had any vacation yet. He even refused to allow me to take leave when I was not feeling well." Hua Xinyi thought of Mr. Jia and sneered.

"That's right." Ruan Tianxi nodded in understanding.

Hua Xinyi locked a pen in her bedside table. It looked a bit old, but it was well maintained and must be the owner's favorite.

Seeing Ruan Tianxi looking at him, Hua Xinyi said calmly: "This has nothing to do with this murder case."

Seeing that Hua Xinyi refused to speak, Ruan Tianxi did not ask any further.

"There is also blue grass here." Mu Liunian was holding a small paper bag with blue powder in it, which was the same powder as the one in the bottle found before.

"You poisoned it too?" Lin Jingmo looked at Hua Xinyi: "Or is the one you just found yours?"

"What's in the vase is not mine." Hua Xinyi said to Lin Jingmo.

"Then what is your modus operandi?" Duan Hanyun continued to ask, staring into Hua Xinyi's eyes.

"I smeared poison on the documents. Mr. Jia has the habit of eating desserts with his hands while reading documents. I smeared poison on the documents, and he will eat the poison into his stomach while eating dessert." Facing their questioning, Hua Xinyi calmly expressed his thoughts.

"Are you so honest?" Duan Hanyun looked at Hua Xinyi suspiciously, a little confused.

"After all, we can't be sure that he died of poison, right?" Hua Xinyi smiled faintly, really like the villain behind the scenes in a mystery novel.

Lin Jingmo and Duan Hanyun looked at Hua Xinyi, who was smiling indifferently, thoughtfully without saying much.

The next room is Fang Langxing's room. His room has a lot more decorations, with soft pillows and soft carpets. There are also many books on the bookshelf, and on top of them are photos of Fang Langxing and his father.

Fang Langxing sat on the lazy sofa, watching others looking for clues, rubbing the pillow in his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Huh?!" Fang Langxing was sitting comfortably when someone lifted him up from behind. Fang Langxing was startled and screamed.

Looking back, it was Lin Jingmo. He put Fang Langxing on the other side and kept unzipping the lazy sofa with his hands.

"What are you doing?" Fang Langxing looked at Lin Jingmo, a little confused while hugging the pillow.

"See if there are any clues." Lin Jingmo smiled at Fang Langxing and rummaged through the contents of the lazy sofa.

Then, he raised his eyebrows and shook a neatly folded piece of paper in front of Fang Langxing. Fang Langxing saw that he had found something and gave a dry laugh.

"What is that?" Duan Hanyun came forward curiously, and the others also gathered around.

Lin Jingmo opened it and saw that it was a medical examination form. The name on it was the old butler, and it seemed that his health was very poor.

Almost all indicators have entered a state of exhaustion, and it seems that they will not be able to hold on for much longer.

"Is the old butler's illness so serious?" Yun Zhao said sadly as he looked at the medical examination form.

"Well, they are all old age diseases. We are old, there is nothing we can do about it." Fang Langxing patted Yun Zhao's shoulder to comfort him.

The old butler occupies a very important position in the hearts of Lin Jingmo, Duan Hanyun and Yun Zhao. When they were young, the old butler was almost the one who grew up with them.

Mr. Jia didn't go home often. Ever since his wife was angered to death by him, he spent most of his time with his lover outside. Every time he came back, he would only cause trouble for them. Duan Hanyun and Mr. Jia's father also died of illness two years ago.

The other party also went abroad for recuperation early and didn't care about the children at home at all, so in the hearts of several people, the old butler is almost equivalent to their father and a very important person.

However, after the old butler retired, he rarely appeared in front of them. When they went to see him, he looked energetic and did not look sick at all.

"Dad didn't let me tell you because he was afraid you would worry." Fang Langxing saw the confusion among the crowd and explained.

"So what does this mean?" Mu Tianya looked at Fang Langxing seriously and asked, holding a pile of documents in his hand.

"You? How did you open it?" Fang Langxing stared at the opened box in the other person's hand with his eyes widened.

"Are these all payment notices? There are so many." Yun Zhao looked at the slips in Mu Tianya's hand, took them and flipped through them one by one.

Fang Langxing didn't say anything, obviously meaning that there were not enough clues and asked them to continue searching.

"Death notice, from the old butler." Mu Liunian took the death notice he found behind the photo of Fang Langxing and the old butler and looked at Fang Langxing, meaning that you can tell it now.

"Is the old butler dead?" Yun Zhao and Zuo Chi asked loudly, their shocked and sad expressions evident in their words.

"Yes, my father has passed away." Fang Langxing sighed softly, and then said: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but Mr. Jia won't let me tell you."

"Why?" Lin Jingmo asked.

"I don't know either. He just said it was to punish my dad." Fang Langxing looked at Lin Jingmo with a helpless smile and continued, "In fact, if my dad can continue to receive treatment, he still has a chance to recover. But as you can see, the treatment costs are too high. My salary and the money my dad has saved are not enough."

"You can come to us!" Yun Zhao said loudly. When he was a child, every time he was beaten and scolded by Mr. Jia, it was the old butler who applied medicine to him. In his heart, the old butler was the one who really treated him well.

"You can't blame Lang'er." Mu Liunian stepped forward at this time: "That day I saw Mr. Jia call Lang'er over, so I followed him and listened. Mr. Jia asked Lang'er not to tell anyone else about the old housekeeper's illness, otherwise he would stop the old housekeeper's treatment."

"When did you hear it?" Fang Langxing looked at Mu Liunian, somewhat surprised.

"Really?" Lin Jingmo sighed softly and closed his eyes slightly: "I see, he must have discovered that our attitude towards the old butler is different from that of others, so he is not satisfied and wants to punish the old butler."

"Just because of this reason?!" Duan Hanyun raised his head abruptly and said angrily, "Just because of this reason?!"

"Well, my father's attending physician secretly told me that Mr. Jia had someone stop my father's medication a long time ago, and my father died of starvation." Fang Langxing said softly with his head down.

"Are you saying that the medicines on this list were never used on the old butler?" Ruan Tianxi said calmly.

"Yes, not a single pill was used on my father." Fang Langxing restrained all his emotions, looked at Ruan Tianxi seriously and answered.

"This is too much." Yun Zhao murmured, "Let's not investigate this case anymore. It's a good thing he died!"

[I think so too! What kind of person is this! ]

[This is really too much! Are there really such assholes in real life? ! ]

[The above poster has a very beautiful imagination of this world. There really are people like this, and they are even living very well. ]

[It’s hard, it’s hard, the fist is hard. 】

[I really want to punch him twice! ! ]