Marin turned to look at Zhu Jinglong, his face cold: "Coroner Zhu, thank you for your trouble."
Zhu Jinglong lifted his eyelids, stepped forward, and gestured for Old Wang and his grandson Maodan to lie down so he could check on them.
Old Wang was trembling, and Mao Dan pulled him up, saying, "Grandpa, Mom said that if you make a mistake, you should correct it."
Mother?
The neighbors all started talking, saying that the kind and virtuous daughter-in-law was ruined by this old man; his son was dead, and he wanted to take advantage of someone else's daughter-in-law. Mao Dan was only a little over a year old, didn't know anything, and still thought his grandfather was a good person.
snort!
Old Wang's face flushed red, and under pressure, he lay down again.
Mao Dan lay beside him, his little hands clenched tightly, his palms sweaty.
Everyone says Grandpa is a bad guy, but... I'm all alone now, how can I survive without Grandpa?
Zhu Jinglong squatted down and examined the body carefully. The more he examined, the colder his face became. After a quarter of an hour, he stood up and stared at Old Wang with cold eyes: "I've seen ruthless people, but I've never seen anyone this ruthless. You can poison your own grandson?"
What?
Wow!
The crowd erupted in uproar once again.
"Coroner Zhu, are you telling the truth?"
"I, the coroner, swear to God that if I have told a single lie, may I be struck by lightning!" Zhu Jinglong trembled with rage: "Mao Dan... has had poison in his body for three years. If it hadn't been discovered today, he probably wouldn't have lived more than a month... He took Wu Yuan San at 7:15 PM yesterday, and the symptoms were similar to mild food poisoning. The toxins should have been eliminated automatically after 24 hours..."
Enraged, the crowd rushed forward, grabbed Old Wang, and began punching and kicking him.
"You shameless old bastard, why don't you just die?"
"What nonsense! Bah! To murder your own grandson for a few taels of silver."
"Exactly, you're just wasting food and air by living."
Old Wang stood up shakily and suddenly rammed into the large stone lion at the entrance of Zuixianlou.
"Bang!"
Marin kicked Old Wang to the ground: "Take him away!"
Two constables came up and held Old Wang down tightly.
Mao Dan stood silently to the side, his little face full of anger.
"Men, seize the manager of Zuiyunlou and take him away." Ma Lin's face was dark, and his eyes were like knives.
"The manager of Zuiyunlou has already run away..." someone in the crowd shouted.
Marin's face grew increasingly grim.
Everyone was startled, and their expressions changed.
"Madam Ruyi, are you satisfied?" Marin stared coldly at Mo Qingcheng.
"You're the head constable, don't you know the procedures? Thank you!" Mo Qingcheng said sarcastically, clasping her hands in a fist salute.
Marin mounted his horse, Old Wang was taken away, and the onlookers sighed and dispersed, leaving only Mao Dan standing alone at the entrance of Zuixianlou.
Mo Qingcheng took a deep breath and winked at Qian Mansheng.
Qian Mansheng was filled with frustration, feeling like he was a burden from head to toe...
"Mao Dan, are you hungry? Let this old man go inside and get something to eat first." Qian Mansheng felt a pang of pity.
Mao Dan looked at Mo Qingcheng with pleading eyes: "Madam... I... have no money..."
"Just tell the waiter what you want to eat, it's free."
"But... Madam..." Mao Dan knelt down with a thud: "For the sake of my impending death, could you... could you take me in for a few days?"
The little one cried uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face. Mo Qingcheng blinked, her eyes slightly moist, and said, "Okay!"
"Madam... Waaah... Can I call you Mother? Maodan doesn't remember his mother..."
Mo Qingcheng squatted down and held Maodan's hand: "Good boy, don't cry. Maodan has a mother, and I am your mother..."
"Waaah... Mother..."
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