The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 360 Your Majesty, Your Mask Has Been Lost 12
It doesn't look like there are things sold in the capital?Could it be that this flower picker moved from another place?
Mo Zehua suddenly thought of this, and suddenly felt that he saw the sun behind the dark clouds!Since the flower pickers moved here, we only need to check the number of people who have moved in in the past few months, and the scope has been directly reduced a lot!
"In Miss Song's room, there may be clues left by the flower pickers." Mo Qing said.

It's all said about this, can't you understand what it means?

When Song Qianjin heard this, her cheeks flushed with shame. She looked towards Mo Qing, and he just smiled politely.

But even if it was just like this, Song Qianjin was still dumbfounded.Who made this young man look so good-looking, with white clothes and black hair, his whole body is outstanding and personable, the key is that he treats others very gentle!
It is simply the standard ancient woman's boudoir lover!
Although Mo Qing is a man, Song Qianjin really couldn't refuse him, so he had no choice but to continue:
"Since that's the case, you two girls come here."

After speaking, she hurriedly turned around as if fleeing, and walked towards her boudoir, secretly clutching the handkerchief with her fingers nervously.

Mo Qing withdrew his gaze, tilted his head slightly, and found that Mo Zehua was looking at him with some puzzlement in his eyes.

Is Song Qianjin's concentration too poor, or is the fourth brother doing it on purpose?

Mo Qing didn't speak, and motioned for Mo Zehua to follow.

After a while, the two arrived at Song Qianjin's boudoir. After she nodded with a blushing face, they began to investigate and search in the room.

Strange scent...

Mo Zehua suddenly raised his head and walked over to check the window.Sure enough, someone poked a hole in the window paper.Some powder of a different color was stained around the hole.

"Fourth brother, look."

Hearing the sound, Mo Qing turned to look over.Mo Zehua had already collected the powder and put it in his palm.

Mo Qing frowned, and said in a low voice, "Dangerous! Don't touch unknown objects with your bare hands."

When Mo Zehua heard this, he suddenly remembered!He suddenly felt that it was neither good to keep the powder in his hand nor to throw it away.However, several minutes have passed since the contact time, and the powder this time should not be toxic.

He gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

They checked the room for a while, but they didn't find any more clues, so they had to give up.

It was completely dark outside. I went from Yamen to Li's house, and then to Song Mansion.There are two families, one in the east of the city and one in the south of the city. A lot of time has been spent on the road. They leaned against the back in the carriage, closed their eyes and took a nap, which was barely enough for a night.

This is already the second night out to handle the case.

The two thanked him politely, and told Mr. Song's family to be careful not to let the flower pickers sneak in again, and then left the Song Mansion.

Mo Zehua didn't get into his own carriage, he gave the powder to his followers and told them to check the source.Then, he got into Mo Qing's carriage.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, what caught the eye was a touch of pure white.

Mo Qing sat in the carriage, closed her eyes and fell asleep.A layer of white velvet blanket was piled up at his feet indiscriminately, and the tea stains on it were very clear.

"Fourth brother, I have sent someone to investigate the origin of the powder. Do you think... that powder seems to be produced in the Central Plains?" Mo Zehua sat across from Mo Qing.

(End of this chapter)