The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Madam Wang hated Concubine Zhao and her son the most, but she always hindered Jia Zheng's favor, and was not convenient to use her means.

However, when she saw her precious son act like this today, she didn't even care about Jia Zheng's face anymore.

With open teeth and flapping claws, she rushed forward and first made a few blood marks on Concubine Zhao's face!

The dirty heart and rotten intestines were not yet visible to everyone, but the two white and greasy things in the apricot-yellow innerwear had already dazzled the men's eyes.

Especially at this moment, Jia Zhen and Jia Rong from the East Courtyard also rushed over upon hearing the news.

They stood on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard with their four eyes staring at the light bulb, drooling from a high position.

This scene almost turned Jia Zheng upside down in anger. He was stomping his feet and didn't know what to shout about, when suddenly someone rushed up next to him, hugging his thigh and crying uncontrollably. It was Jia Huan, the son-born of Concubine Zhao.

Jia Tanchun knelt and cried tearfully, "Although Concubine Zhao is foolish, she wouldn’t dare to do such a thing. Please investigate this matter.”

Although she had never been close to this biological mother, at a critical moment, she knew exactly what a close relative was.

In addition, Old Lady Jia poked her crutches indiscriminately; Madam Xing and Jia She were stirring up the flames. A group of younger generations and maidservants stopped, advised, cursed, and cried. This place was even more chaotic than an inferior kiln!

After all, Sun Shaozong was an outsider. Seeing this large group of people being noisy and unable to intervene, he pulled his eyeballs out of Concubine Zhao's chest and resolutely entered the hall.

The living room was messy, with scattered brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones—clearly a masterpiece of Baoyu's initial madness.

However, in addition to this, there were several women's intimate small clothes that were mixed with the black ink strip, and it was unknown where Baoyu took them from.

Sun Shaozong glanced at him with a fleeting glance. Just as he was about to delve into the interior to investigate, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him. Looking back, Li Wan and Lin Daiyu followed closely in, accompanied by Suyun and Zijuan, two big maids.

“Brother Sun…”

Although Lin Daiyu had already turned into tears, her heart was not at all confused. When she entered the door, she choked and asked, "You're here to search for that poison, right?”

“That’s right.”

Of course, there wasn’t a need to hide anything from her about this. Sun Shaozong nodded slightly and explained, "Based on my speculation, the poison should be under Baoyu's mattress.”

As soon as Lin Daiyu heard this, she didn't delay and led Zijuan to break in first.

After she entered, seeing that no one was paying attention, Li Wan first gave Sun Shaozong a seductive glance, then turned around her delicate and naive body and rubbed her round pointed back against Sun Shaozong's legs, causing Sun Shaozong's heart to become heaty. Only then did she follow them into the room, as if nothing had happened.

This pretty widow was getting bolder; flirting didn’t matter where or when!

Sun Shaozong didn't know whether to regret or be proud, but he secretly adjusted the hem of his clothes to be loose, so as not to show any ugliness in front of Lin Daiyu, and he followed them into the interior.

There were two beds in Jia Baoyu's bedroom, one large and one small, one in the center and one in the corner. Needless to say, the small bed in the corner was naturally prepared for the night maid.

This was usually done by serving younger age Masters, which made maids guide on duty at night. Baoyu was now fourteen years old. In such an environment, Sun Shaozong would never believe in cultivating a young man to be at the center of beauty.

It was highly possible to cause sagging willows if one was not properly handled.

“Found it!”

At this moment, Zijuan let out an exclamation of surprise. Sun Shaozong hurriedly took a few steps and approached the large bed. Under the opened bed, he saw a circle of five blue-faced, white-haired, and fierce ghosts with paper hinges. In the center, a piece of white paper with a man was lying on it, which was crooked and seemed to have eight characters written for his birthday.

“Ah, this seems to be the Eight Characters of the Birth of Second Master Bao.”

Zijuan spoke in her mouth and waited to reach out for the paper figure.

“Don't move.”

Sun Shaozong quickly stopped her, asked Suyun for a handkerchief, and then asked them to spread it out a bit. Only then did he carefully pinch it up without having to sniff it carefully, and a faint, sweet fragrance penetrated his nostrils.

According to Sun Shaozong's judgment, inhaling a small amount of this sweet scent wouldn’t have any impact on the body. Otherwise, when Qingwen shouted for Baoyu to wake up, she should have gone crazy with him long ago.

But for safety reasons, he still held his breath before carefully examining the paper figure.

When he picked it up, Sun Shaozong felt it was a bit heavy in the middle, not as light as the four heads. With a slight twist in his hand, he found that the paper man had something like sand in his stomach.

It was estimated that these small particles were the main culprits causing Chen Bo, Jia Baoyu, and others to go crazy.

Obviously, these things were just a cover-up to deceive people.

At this moment, the noisy scene in the courtyard finally came to an end.

He saw Concubine Zhao, with disheveled hair and clothes, kneeling in front of Old Lady Jia, Jia Zheng, and Madam Wang, accepting questioning from everyone. To be precise, she was resisting death and arguing.

Seeing this, Sun Shaozong strode to Jia Zheng's side and shook down the paper man and paper ghost on the ground, saying, "This was found on the Baoyu bed. If my expectations are not wrong, the paper man with the eight characters of Baoyu's birthday should have hidden poison in his stomach that can drive people crazy.”

When everyone saw these things, they were all frightened again. Immediately, Qingwen, the big maid next to Baoyu, hurriedly pointed out and said, "Concubine Zhao came to our courtyard this morning and said she came to compensate for Third Young Master Huan, but I didn't expect she had done so many harmful things.”

“You shameless scumbag and pest! Return my Baoyu quickly.”

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang couldn't help but go forward and tear Concubine Zhao's hair. Old Lady Jia was also there, leaning on a dragon head cane and shouting, “What a rebel, you evil bitch!”

Jia Zheng had just watched Concubine Zhao's tearful tears and hesitated a bit. At this moment, he didn’t dare to cover up for her anymore and only looked at her with his gloomy old face.

“Hahaha…”

At the sight of another chaos, suddenly a woman's wild laughter came from outside the courtyard, followed by several crazy shouts, "Kill, I want to kill! Hahaha... I want to kill…”

Although the voice was slightly out of shape due to its high pitch, everyone was familiar with it. Therefore, someone blurted out, "This voice seems like... It seems like the Second Madam.”ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ɴovᴇlꜰɪre.ɴet

Jia Lian's face suddenly changed, and he took a few steps to grab the door. Just as he was crossing the half-foot-high threshold, he collided head-on with Ping’er and several servant girls!

His body stumbled when he was hit, and he immediately became angry. He spoke up and cursed, "Are you guys blind?!”

“Oh no!”

Unexpectedly, Ping’er’s voice was louder than his, and she screamed, "Second Madam suddenly went crazy too. She picked up a knife from the small kitchen and was clamoring to kill someone.”