A Yao left and returned.

Holding flowers in her arms, she put them on the table. Mo Xingle was happy at first sight: "Little Yaozhu, do you want to send me flowers? Wow, it's still a little yellow flower."

He teased with his hands and recognized the little yellow flower he had seen next to Qin's Banting Pavilion. "Is this flower the evidence you said?"

"That's right." In addition to the little yellow flowers, A Yao also brought golden needles from her home, that is, daylily: "When it was still a flower, ordinary people saw it as an ordinary wild flower, but when it was dried, many people knew it. It was daylily, also called golden needles."

A Yao picked up the daylily and said, "Master Wangyue told me that daylily is not poisonous, but fresh yellow flowers are poisonous."

Mo Xingle and the two yamen runners looked terrified.

"There are many ingredients, just like boletus, which can cause poisoning if it is not cooked. Daylily is cooked and cooked without being cooked. Fresh yellow flowers are blanched in boiling water, and the toxicity can be removed after a little longer. Taking fresh yellow flowers directly will cause symptoms such as vomiting, dizziness, and abdominal pain. The master also said that seriousness can cause death. Do these symptoms sound exactly the same as Zhou Qing's symptoms before his death? Such flowers also appear near Banting. If I am not wrong, there is a plant without flowers in the flower field, which may have been planted with yellow flowers."

A headmaster pinched the yellow flower and called the yamen runners: "Let me find a chicken."

Mo Xingle also thought: "Mrs. Qin is a flower lover and has planted many flowers in the garden. People who plant flowers and love flowers should have a little research on wild flowers to a certain extent. There is a leaf in an area that looks very similar to the yellow flower leaves next to Banting. If you don't know what its name is, you can plant it. There are contradictions in the front and back."

The yamen runner sent an old hen locked in a cage, "There is a sick chicken in the kitchen. He said it was typhoid fever and planned to deal with it. Do you think it can do it?"

"Chicken is also typhoid? OK!"

Grind the fresh yellow flowers into juice, add a little cold water... Then Mo Xingle surrounded it three times left and three times on the right, and almost burned it to incense and begged to drink water. The hen was indifferent. He had no choice but to pry open its mouth?

"I'll do it." The captain couldn't see it. Mo Xingru received a general amnesty and stuffed the teacup into his arms and watched the show next to him. The captain found a reed tube, and used mulberry paper to form a funnel. Another captain pinched the hen that was constantly shaking his head and poured the juice of the yellow flower into it.

"The next thing is to wait, you two go and wash your hands."

After waiting for half an hour, several people forgot that there was a hen in the room when they looked at the testimony. Suddenly, the hen suddenly flapped and screamed, with a shrill voice. The cage vibrated with its flapping, as if it was suffering great pain, struggling to death, attracting their attention.

Several people surrounded them, and chicken feathers kept flying out of the bamboo cage, which was very disturbing. Mo Xingle reached out to stop them and refused to go over.

The hen vomited and it didn't take long to finish it, and suddenly it was stiff and died.

Mo Xingle looked serious: "How much yellow flowers have you just put down?"

"Grind four liang, add three liang of yellow flowers and soak half a bowl of water." A Yao said.

"Xiao Yaozhu, stay here, watch the files and confessions; please go to the coroner to ask him if there are any yellow petals left in the stomach of the deceased; I will go to Qin's house again." Mo Xinglebu's mission, asked someone to deal with the sick chicken, clean the place where the sick chicken was staying with hot water, and took people away in a hurry.

The trial begins in a flash.

There were crowds of people outside the hall, and the good people rushed to join in the fun early. Qu Yunhe stood in front of the crowd, and Kiryu also came to listen.

"The trial will begin today. Do you think there will be a reversal in this case?"

"I never believe that a cook will smash his own sign and harm others."

"It is said that the magistrate found a very famous captain to investigate this case, and it should be a mistake, right?"

Mrs. Qin, the shopkeeper of the Gao family restaurant, stood by and waited for the summons. Zhou Yu and her eldest son were on the right side of the hall. They also brought a lawyer. A Yao and Bird's Nest were on the left. Bird's Nest glanced at him and asked A Yao in a low voice. A Yao signaled that we should have no fun, and we should not panic, and Bird's Nest was a little relieved. The prefect sat down to listen, and the young official responsible for recording copy was also ready.

Both sides reported their names, while Zhou Yu's lawyer gave full authority to the rightful person.

County Magistrate: "In relation to Zhou Qing's drug murder case, I entrusted this Captain Mo from the capital to investigate the case. Captain Mo, in five days, have you found out what did you find?"

The prefect heard the title of the magistrate, glanced at one side, touched his sleeve, and pretended not to hear it.

"Sir, I have found out the real murderer who killed Zhou Qing." Mo Xingle, who was called Captain Mo, did not feel uncomfortable at all and bowed.

His words were like summer thunder. Zhou Yu, who looked at his eyes and nose, suddenly looked up, "Who is it?"

"Who is it?"

"It was one of the people at the banquet that day, Mrs. Qin." Mo Xingle replied.

Zhou Yu's face had blank doubts, and her eyebrows gathered. She had no impression of Mrs. Qin in Mo Xingle's mouth, and murmured: "It's not Wangyue? Who is Mrs. Qin?"

"Come, bring Qin's family."

"Wow, Zhou Yu's charm is charming, looking at the moon is cold and beautiful. Mrs. Qin's slender waist is unique." The onlookers couldn't help but whistle, "Diet under the peony flowers, you can be romantic even if you are a ghost."

Mrs. Qin was brought up by a female messenger and knelt down and shouted for injustice.

Zhou Yu turned his head to look at her. He had a garnet and gem hairpin on his head. His waist looked thin and slim and could hold it. He had a chest on top and hip line on the bottom.

Mrs. Qin noticed Zhou Yu's unrestrained gaze, and Zhou Yu's gaze angrily withdrew his gaze, his nose twitched, and a smell of fragrant powder was another vixen!

Mrs. Qin and Zhou Yu were in the same family, and A Yao only realized the difference. As the saying goes, women should be pretty and filial. Zhou Yu's dress is simple and elegant, so she will not have any thoughts. Zhou Yu's clothes are different. They use transparent and thin materials, with a tight waist, and a curve is revealed. They can also look pretty even if they don't wear filial piety. When the two compare, they look like a dignified big house and a favored concubine.

"Silent!" the magistrate slapped the case and shouted. "Qin, what kind of grudges and entanglements do you have with the deceased Zhou Qing? You are all talking about it."

Mrs. Qin argued: "A woman from the civilian woman has two sweet pavilions in the east and west of the city. She is doing cosmetics and has business cooperation with Boss Zhou. This time she borrowed the yard of the civilian woman as the venue for a small banquet. That's all about her interactions with him. She has neither hatred nor resentment. Well, how could the civilian woman poison Boss Zhou in front of the prefect?"

"That's because you poisoned Zhou Qing after the prefect left and everyone left."

"You're talking nonsense, I don't have any, what evidence do you have!"

"Sir, I have evidence. Bring the witnesses and evidence up!"
Chapter completed!