"Poison! It's the same poison that killed Mosk." Lang Xiaobai said. His inference was already an ironclad fact.

"It turned out that Detective Wang Lin wanted to enter the infirmary. After taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and came back. It was exactly what the security guard on duty saw. He entered the detective's office because of unbearable pain in his body.

I wanted to go to the infirmary again, but I was so dizzy that I couldn't tell the direction. I thought the door of the toilet was the door of the infirmary, so I rushed in and never came out."

Lang Xiaobai's incisive reasoning was as clear and logical as if he was personally on the scene. After hearing this, the detective nodded and praised: "Your logic is very reasonable. But what did Detective Wang Lin think of at that time?"

"Then I don't know. But, Detective, isn't there a few words written on the memo on your desk? Maybe it was written by Wang Lin when he was suffering from a toxic attack. Please take a look!"

The detective opened the memo and looked at these words carefully. They were indeed left by Wang Lin. The words were "Pay, letter..."

"Fu," should represent a place name or a person's name. Yes, it should be a person's name. Let's call him Fu..."

"Maybe it was the name of the murderer who killed Mosk. Wang Lin expected that he would be very unsafe, so he had to write the murderer's name on the memo anyway, but after only writing three words, the poison became overwhelming.

I can’t write it completely, ugh! Poor child!”

The detective looked sadly at Wang Lin's body a few more times, prayed for him devoutly, sighed deeply, and then called his secretary and security to put Wang Lin's body on the sofa.

The forensic examination showed that Wang Lin died due to poison entering his body, but it is impossible to know the name of the poison without testing.

While preparing to perform an autopsy on Wang Lin's body, the security guard on duty walked in with a business card. "Inspector, a gentleman is here to visit you."

The business card reads: Mechanical and Electrical Technician Fu Yucheng, No. 34 Dongping Street

Fu Yucheng, isn't it... the detective said a little distractedly: "Quickly, bring him in quickly!"

An elderly man was brought into the detective's room. His long unkempt hair hung down to his forehead, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked terrible. His clothes were messy and his tie was loose.

Looks very tired.

"Are you the detective? A terrible thing has happened to me, please help me! Someone wants to harm me, and also wants to kill my son... What a terrifying conspiracy... The murderous devil... Save

Save me...save my son..."

The old man, who was trying his best to ask the detective for help with his head held high, suddenly saw Wang Lin's body on the sofa...

"Oh, dead! He was killed! Alas, Mr. Wang Lin was also killed. I came too late and couldn't save him. It was too late..."

The old man grabbed his gray hair with both hands, squatted down and cried loudly.

"Mr. Fu, please don't be too sad."

The detective helped Fu Yucheng up and said, "Did you already know that Agent Wang Lin would be killed?"

"Yes, I have been worried about his safety, so I came to tell you quickly. I really didn't expect it... Oh! It's too late!"

"Can you tell me who the murderer is?"

"No, I can't say yet. I know they did it, but I haven't found any conclusive evidence yet."

"They did it," meaning more than one person?"

"Yes, it's two people."

"You mean they killed Mosk on this day last month? I heard from Agent Wang Lin that two more people will be killed on the same day a month later. Are you referring to your father and son?"

"Yes, it's us, father and son. They will take action tomorrow night because they are not fully prepared tonight. In order to get the exact evidence, I spent a day and set a trap."

"What trap?"

Fu Yucheng looked around and said, "It's not convenient to talk about it here, it's too scary."

After Fu Yucheng came in, Lang Xiaobai never spoke, but just stared at him. When he saw Fu Yucheng trembling with fear, he asked:

"Mr. Fu Yucheng, is Luli your mother?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, widened his eyes and said, "Yes. You...how did you know that my mother's name is Luli?"

"Huh?" the detective yelled.

They are looking for Luli, the heir to Mosk's estate. "Where is your mother?"

Everyone stared at Fu Yucheng. "No, mother has passed away."

"Oh, he has passed away."

Lu Li passed away, and of course the heir to the inheritance was her son. In this way, Fu Yucheng had the right to inherit the inheritance!

Agent Wang Lin exchanged his life for the heir to Mosk's inheritance.

However, Lang Xiaobai needed to know more, and then asked: "Has your mother ever lived in Dongzhou?"

Fu Yucheng felt very uncomfortable and looked at Lang Xiaobai in confusion:

"Yes, I have lived there. But...why...who are you?"

Lang Xiaobai stared at Fu Yucheng intently.

A few seconds later, he suddenly took a chocolate candy with tooth marks and handed it to Fu Yucheng. "Do you have any impression of this thing? Agent Wang Lin brought it back."

"Oh...this..."

Fu Yucheng's face suddenly turned pale. However, he pretended to be calm and said in a trembling voice: "No...no! Where...where did Mr. Wang Lin get this? I...I..."

After he finished speaking, beads of sweat broke out on his face, as if he felt very sad.

He stood up and swayed towards the door. Just as he was about to step out of the detective's room, he turned back and said:

"Goodbye, I will tell you tomorrow morning. Now is not the time to talk. I will collect some evidence tonight, but you'd better catch the devil, otherwise, my children and I will be killed. Detective, you

They must be caught."

Fu Yuxiu stumbled out as if he had a high fever.

About half an hour after Fu Yucheng left.

Lang Xiaobai took a security guard and hurried to the street.

"Brother Lang, where are you going?"

"Just follow me!"

Security guard Li Yunshan is Lang Xiaobai's sworn brother and assistant.
Chapter completed!