After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

Seeing Butuo's mother's guilty look, Wen Rao said coldly,

“Jin Xi said his voice was very low when he was poisoned, and you couldn’t have heard it.

How do you know he was poisoned?"

Wen Rao's words made Butuo's mother's heart skip a beat.

But then he raised his head and tried to argue.

“Look at him, he’s poisoned.

Don’t people who are poisoned foam at the mouth?

Oh, you are not doubting me!

How could I, a woman, know how to poison someone?

Don't wrongly accuse me!

I came to ask her about Bhutto, who knows…”

"Don't try to quibble! You still have white powder on your hands! We can tell if it's poison by just testing it!"

Wen Rao suddenly pointed at Butuo's hand.

The other party was so scared that he quickly hid behind him.

But it was too late, the bodyguards held his hands tightly and he couldn't move.

Butuo's mother did poison the Butuo tribe leader and then faked it to look like suicide.

But when it was halfway done, Wen Rao came with people.

She hated Wen Rao to death.

"Call the police!"

Wen Rao spoke in a deep voice, Chief Butuo was beyond saving.

Now they are left to search on their own.

When Butuo's mother was taken away, Butuo chief had just passed away.

He couldn't close his eyes and stared at the direction where Butong Niang had been standing before.

Wen Rao always felt that his eyes seemed to be looking at other places besides Butong Niang.

Then I followed the direction of Chief Butuo's sight and found that there was a somewhat protruding pillar where Butuo's mother was standing.

Logically speaking, the columns in the hall should be symmetrical.

But this pillar exists alone.

Wen Rao knocked on it and it was hollow.

That is not a load-bearing column.

When the police arrived, Wen Rao raised her questions.

The police knocked on the pillar and found that it was indeed hollow. There were some jewels hidden inside. Although not much, it was enough for a person to live a life of luxury in the next life.

There is solid ground beneath the hollow pillars.

It doesn't seem to be authentic.

This should be the last resort for Chief Bhutto.

He probably wanted to keep it for escape, but he was poisoned to death by Butuo Niang beforehand.

The original hope was extinguished at this moment.

Wen Rao paced back and forth in the living room anxiously.

I clearly saw hope, why did it disappear?

Just when Wen Rao was worried about Meng Xin and felt depressed about the lack of new developments, Zhan Yan arrived.

Following behind him was Mr. Zhan.

When Wen Rao saw this, she hurried over to meet him.

"Grandpa, why are you here?

Chief Bhutto is dead, and this place is full of blood. It is not suitable for you to stay here."

Wen Rao was concerned about the old man's health.

Mr. Zhan waved his hand.

“I just know that Chief Bhutto was poisoned.

You must be very anxious if you can't find new clues for a while.

Am I not here to help you?"

Mr. Zhan is in good spirits.

Before, Zhan Yan was afraid that he was too tired and didn’t want him to come, but his face was longer than Changbai Mountain.

Finally, after repeated assurances that he was only there to provide technical support, Zhan Yan agreed.

“Grandpa made the decision in a hurry, and I didn’t have time to inform you.

Have you had lunch? I brought some, have some to eat."

Zhan Yan felt sorry for Wen Rao. She had been looking for Meng Xin non-stop these past few days and must not have had a good rest.

The one who deserves to die the most is Xiao Xiuyuan.

She went to Kyoto with Ou Shuhao!

Leaving Meng Xin in such a mess!

They simply treat human life as cheap as grass.

"I'm fine, Jin Xi is here, I just need to talk.

I promised my mom that I would go back and have dinner with her. Don't worry, I won't starve.

Wen Rao leaned against Zhan Yan.

Mr. Zhan walked around with the help of his housekeeper.

He was no stranger to the Bhutto family.