I wish for a long time

Qi Shao'an suddenly lost strength in his hands, his whole body seemed to have been pulled out of bones, staggered and hit the door behind him.

"Miss!"

Qian Yun quickly reached out to support Qi Shao'an, with an unconcealable anxiety on his face.

Something happened to the restaurant, and brother Ye was arrested.

How can this be good?

Qi Shaoan took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm himself down by pawing at the door behind him with his plain hands.

A few words kept circling in her mind: poisoning, coma, government.

It seems that this time I encountered some trouble.

She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened her eyes, there was a rare deep and cold light.

"Qianyun, you go back to the small courtyard immediately and wait for orders." Qi Shaoan propped herself up, tilted her head and ordered, and then she quickly walked out of the shop, and quickly said to Xiao Hei who had been waiting outside the door: "Xiao Hei, you go to the restaurant with me !"

"Yes!"

……

"Sir, we spent the whole morning and ran away again. This Wei Shi doesn't know this object at all!"

Nan Yuan held the saber in his hand, his delicate face was full of disappointment.

The middle-aged man at the side stroked his beard and said with a helpless smile, "You just can't hold your breath. Isn't there another one?"

After hearing this, Nanyuan still didn't improve much, she drooped her head, with a weary expression: "I don't think this is going to work."

The middle-aged man shook his head amusedly: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Nan Yuan took down the saber in his hand, and turned his head to look at the old gentleman: "It's just you, who have been searching for it so persistently for all these years. If Nan Yuan said something offensive, it's up to you whether the young master is still here or not."

The middle-aged man stopped suddenly, and his kind face suddenly became serious:

"Isn't the bead in your hand the best proof? If the young master can't find it, how can the Hou's mansion maintain it! I've heard this before, but if you were in the mansion, you would have been dragged out."

After hearing this, Nan Yuan was startled to realize that he had slipped his words, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "This subordinate is convicted, and from now on, Young Master Xun will be the first in charge!"

The tense face of the middle-aged man eased slightly: "This is not an example."

"Yes."

The two took two steps forward, only to find that the crowd was noisy.

The middle-aged man tilted his head and asked Nan Yuan: "Is the Penghu Bay Restaurant in front?"

Nanyuan frowned and looked twice: "Yes, there is a signboard on it."

At this time, the front of the restaurant was completely surrounded, and there were shouts and cries from time to time, mixed with shouts similar to officials.

The middle-aged man and Nan Yuan looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of puzzlement and solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Let's go and see what happened."

……

When Song Chuxun arrived at the Penghu Bay Hot Pot Restaurant, the old man from Baishantang had already arrived at the scene with two drug boys, and was doing his best to diagnose and treat diners who were comatose or had symptoms of discomfort.

For the sake of convenience, Song Chuxun changed into men's clothes. She hid in the crowd and observed secretly. Seeing that the old man was starting to diagnose and treat, and there were no officials around to watch, she squeezed into the crowd and leaned forward.

"Old sir, what do you have in mind?"

The old gentleman was busy with the diagnosis and treatment of the patient, and when the silver needle in his hand dropped, he raised his head and glanced at the young master who suddenly came beside him. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who are you?"

Song Chuxun nodded slightly, and whispered, "I'm Ye Jiu's friend, and I roughly know what kind of illness they have."

The old gentleman looked at her suspiciously: "Then why do you say?"

Song Chuxun said in a deep voice, "Poisoned."

Seeing this, the old man sized her up and saw that her eyes were clear, so he relaxed and nodded, "That's true. Judging by the symptoms, it is undoubtedly poisoning."

He paused, and then continued: "It's just that there is no trace of poison left in their mouths, and the old man can't find out what caused it right now."

Song Chuxun pursed his lips, and looked at the old man with serious eyes: "It's charcoal fire. When there is insufficient air, it will release a gas. If you inhale too much, you will be poisoned by hypoxia."

The old man suddenly realized: "Yes, no wonder there are no residues, that's the case." He frowned and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said loudly: "Yu'er Luer, go around to the back kitchen to get some white radishes, mash them Into juice, this situation can be solved!"

Yu'er, who was giving the needle quickly, nodded slightly, her eyes focused on the diner's big acupoints, raised the needle with her hand, twisted it twice, and then looked up at the old gentleman: "Yes!"

Lu Er ran fast, covering his mouth and nose first, and rushed into the restaurant.

Xiaobai, who had been standing behind Song Chuxun, hurriedly stood up and shouted: "There is a juicer in the restaurant! It will be faster!"

As he said that, he chased after him.

When the few people around the diners saw that the old man said that it could detoxify, their faces showed joy, with tears in the corners of their eyes, they grabbed the old man's arm and begged repeatedly: "Old man, please save my child, I kowtow to you !"

Speaking of which, the woman is about to knock to the ground.

"Impossible!" The old man quickly supported her, but the woman was so strong that she was almost taken down. Song Chuxun saw it, stepped forward, helped her up, and said in a slow voice: "Don't be impatient, ma'am , you get up first, with the old gentleman here, your son will be fine."

After Lu'er ran into the back hall, he explained his purpose to several officials, and hurriedly looked for white radish.

"Little brother, I know where it is, follow me."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Lu'er turned his head, only to see a boy in a blue short jacket waving at him at the door, he put down the opened cloth bag in his hand, got up and ran towards him.

Xiaobai came to a room opposite, pushed hard with both hands, and entered first.

He looked around twice, and walked straight to the corner. Xiaobai pulled up the wooden plank on the ground, and a cellar was exposed, and the bottom was dark. He touched the wooden ladder, turned around and said to Luer who was following: " Little brother, you wait here, I will throw it up from below!"

Lu'er nodded vigorously, lying on the cellar mouth, after a while, several things came towards him, Lu'er dodged for a while, and hurriedly caught them.

"You just say it when you throw it!"

A voice came from the dark hole: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

When the two of them rushed out of the warehouse with a load of radishes in their arms, there were more people in the back hall than before. It seemed that most of the officials had gathered here.

Xiaobai's running pace paused, and he saw several yamen servants surrounding the well to salvage something.

"My lord, I suspect that the well water is polluted. There are many pieces of meat and bamboo tubes hanging on the wall of the well."

"Fill them all up and see!"

"Yes!"

Xiaobai rushed forward uncontrollably. He really wanted to tell them that the water in my house was not drawn from this well, but he swallowed back what he said.

He glanced at the big radish in his arms, he was the one who sneaked in, and the most urgent task now is to save the lives of the diners outside, so that Big Brother Ye can avoid being imprisoned.

"Brother, what are you standing there for? Come in!" Lu'er stuck out half of his head by the door.

Xiaobai froze for a moment, then came back to his senses, "Oh, here we come!"

The yamen servants in the yard were still struggling to pull the rope by the well, and the bamboo tubes of meat that had been salvaged were neatly placed aside.

"My lord, look at this."

A yamen servant's dripping piece of meat came to the man in the dark red guard uniform and handed it over.

The man took it. The piece of meat in his hand was soft and soft. He sniffed it closely, and there was a stench of corruption that was covered up by water stains, and now its original smell was slowly dissipating.

He shook the meat in his hand, and smelled it again, this time he didn't need to get too close, and he could smell the pungent smell.

The man threw the meat to the guard next to him, pointed to the well and said, "Fill them all up, don't leave a single one!"

The yamen servants who were salvaging hurriedly responded, because they were struggling to pull a rope.

"Brother Bai, what are they fishing for? It's so hard."

While quickly slicing the radish, Lu Er glanced out the window.

Xiaobai was shaking the machine with his hands, but his eyes were staring outside: "That well is used to freeze drinks and meat, and they are not light things."

Lu Er said "oh", pushed the sliced ​​radish in front of Xiao Bai, and picked up the jar of radish juice next to it, "I'm going out first, you can follow, I will replace you later."

Xiaobai answered absently, his eyes still staring out of the window.

Lu Er ran out from the gate of the restaurant and ran to the old man's side: "The raw radish juice is ready!"

The old gentleman nodded, "You and Yu'er feed them the soup immediately, one bowl for each person, it's essential."

Yu'er and Lu'er replied at the same time: "Yes."

As soon as the crowd heard that the antidote was coming, they immediately boiled over and rushed over, wanting to be the first to get a bowl. Lu Er jumped onto the high platform beside him with the jar in his arms, "Don't grab it, there is plenty of radish juice! Everyone has it!" !"

For a moment, people rushed to the side, but there was a lot of room left at the door which had been surrounded tightly.

A goose-yellow figure flashed in from the door without attracting anyone's attention.

Qi Shaoan hid behind the door. At this time, the lobby was empty and the windows were wide open.

She calmed down and walked in with light steps. The ground was a bit messy, the stool was turned upside down, and the dishes and ingredients were scattered everywhere.

Pick up a vegetable leaf casually, there are still some drops of water on it, green and green.

She picked up the chopsticks at the side again, picked up a piece of meat, and smelled it closely, it was still very fresh.

Qi Shaoan looked around at the dishes on the table, and they looked normal.

She frowned, poisoning is not an ingredient, so what else could it be?

She looked up at her surroundings and took two steps back while thinking.

"Bam—"

"Mom!"

He didn't know what he bumped into, but there was a slight exclamation coming from behind him, and Qi Shaoan turned his head quickly.

I saw a man in a light pink robe standing behind me, and saw that I turned my head and opened my mouth wide:

"Shao'an?"

"Miss Chuxun?"

The two froze in place at the same time, and said in unison: "Why are you here?"

Song Chuxun glanced around, saw no one came in, and quickly pulled Qi Shaoan aside: "Ye Jiu called me here, the carbon monoxide is too thick here, you cover your mouth and nose with your sleeve first."

Qi Shao made a move in peace of mind, Ye Jiu...

She really wasn't someone she could rely on.

If I hadn't heard it by accident, I'm afraid I didn't know that such a big incident had happened in the restaurant.

She suppressed the bursts of sadness in her heart, and shook her head: "I have a veil."

Song Chuxun glanced at her, nodded without further words.

"Miss Chuxun, what clues have you found?" Qi Shaoan asked her sideways.

Song Chuxun looked back at the back hall, and seeing that there was no movement, he pulled her to the table, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and took out a piece of charcoal from the extinguished chimney.

The charcoal was half burnt, and it was black, and there was no difference.

Song Chuxun stretched out his hand to check the temperature. It was warm and not hot, so he held the charcoal with both hands and broke it hard.

The charcoal broke easily in two, and the inside was loose, even containing some leaves.

"This kind of charcoal is moist inside, lighter than usual, sparse in texture, and mixed with some impurities. This is basically inferior charcoal. It consumes a lot of oxygen and is prone to smoke."

Qi Shaoan took a section from her hand, looked at it carefully, and looked up in disbelief:

"Brother can't use this kind of charcoal fire."

She knew better than anyone what kind of person Ye Jiu was. Back then, she ran to several villages to try out high-quality mutton, so how could she cut corners on this crucial charcoal fire.

Song Chuxun smiled slightly, and dusted off the dust from his hands: "Of course I know it wasn't Ye Jiu who did it, and it won't do her any good."

Qi Shaoan frowned, looking at the charcoal in his hand, his eyes turned cold.

Who is it that tampered with the charcoal?

"Who are you! Didn't you see that the building has been closed!"

A deep voice came from the direction of the back hall, both of them were startled and turned their heads to look.

I saw a few people who looked like yamen servants coming out of the back hall carrying something, and the leader was staring at the two of them.

Song Chuxun quietly hid the charcoal in his sleeves, took a step, and said with a smile: "I left something behind, come in and look for it, then I'll go."

The yamen servant looked at them suspiciously, and waved his hand: "Leave as soon as you finish looking, this place is sealed!"

Song Chuxun nodded repeatedly, and took a step back with Qi Shaoan to make way for them.

Several yamen servants carried a large piece of meat and something that looked like an animal head and moved it out with great effort.

Walking to the side of Song Chuxun and Qi Shaoan, they both looked over at the same time.

The animal's head was placed firmly on the piece of meat, and it only took a moment to clearly distinguish it——

The one with the long mouth, big nose and small ears is actually... a bull head! !

Qi Shao'an didn't stop, and bumped into the wooden table behind him, "Pa—" the unsteady plate fell down.

Song Chuxun turned his head stiffly, facing Qi Shaoan's terrified eyes, his whole body was cold.

At this time, Xiao Bai came from the back hall with a bowl, his face was frighteningly pale, and the soup in his hand was trembling and poured out.

He looked at the two people in front of him, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"Beef was found in the backyard well..."

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah I buried several foreshadowings in front of this knife, baby, have you guessed it?

Believe me, this is the last shot.

But if you still want, I can have some more~

Those who are still here raise their paws... Let me see who is left... I'm crying...

Another: The ancient "First Aid Prescription" contains: "If you are poisoned by coal, you should pour it with raw radish juice immediately, and it will be relieved immediately."

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