The housekeeper also did the same thing as Fu Rongyuan and checked the flower mud, but found nothing:

"Miss Luo, there seems to be nothing unusual about these bonsai."

The second wife curled her lips proudly: "You believe it if a lunatic is too. Will the second master still harm his father?"

Fu Yuanpu looked at the mess in front of him and said nothing. He didn't ask to stop investigating, which meant that he had doubts about these flowers in his heart.

Luo Wanxing lowered his eyes and looked at the flowers and mud:

"Some things we can't see do not mean there isn't."

Fu Mingbo's face darkened and his lips were closed tightly. Fu Rongyuan thought of something, grabbed a handful of flower mud and smelled it. Mei Feng frowned and raised his head and ordered:

"Come to the air appraisal agency."

Luo Wanxing said lightly:

"Actually, there is no need to be such a trouble. Since the Second Master said that he is innocent, he can let the Second Master lock in the room with these bonsai for a day. I think the Second Master should be willing."

Fu Mingbo cannot refuse, because refusal proves that there is really something wrong with these flowers:

"Of course I do." He was young, and the old man had been holding on for a few days, so he should be fine for one day.

Fu Yuanpu raised his eyes:

"When will you say anything... the younger generation will do whatever they ask you to do?"

Fu Mingbo was stunned and knew that his reaction was wrong, and he agreed. His status and style of dealing with things was different. If he didn't agree, he would be suspicious:

"Father, I am trying to prove my innocence. I have been slandered like this. I can't swallow this."

Fu Yuanpu glanced at him and looked at Luo Wanxing:

"If I guess correctly, you should already have the answer in your mind. Just say it, save time."

Everyone's eyes looked at Luo Wanxing, especially the eyes of Fu Mingbo and the second wife, as if they were about to eat people.

Luo Wanxing spoke:

"I would have said before that there is a night fragrance in the flowers, but because when I came in, I smelled a faint night fragrance. The flowers placed here all have a very distinctive feature, that is, the fragrance is strong. I guess, it is probably because the poisoner has chosen these strong fragrance flowers to cover up something.

The poisoner has worked so hard and wants to keep everything from being noticed. Naturally, he will not use very rare poisons, but we live in things that are everywhere.

It is colorless, tasteless, very ordinary, and a small amount will not cause any harm to the body. Everyone knows that it is very common. Even if it is found out, the poisoner can have an excuse to cover it up."

After listening to the narrative, Fu Rongyuan became more sure what he had thought before:

"Is it formaldehyde?"

Luo Wanxing nodded: "If I guessed correctly, these flower muds should have been soaked in high-concentration formaldehyde solution. The old man was discharged from the hospital with serious illness and stayed in the bedroom for longer than usual. Now that the spring cold has not gone, the housekeeper must be worried that the old man would catch a cold and receive the wind and would not open the window to ventilate, which further increases the chance of the volatile formaldehyde being inhaled by the old man.

Why these flowers wither in just one day and one night is also the reason why the flower mud cannot provide nutrients and the formaldehyde solution is toxic.

Even if the old man found out afterwards that he inhaled excessive formaldehyde, he would not suspect the flower mud. Because of ordinary people's logic, formaldehyde is a large number of in-furniture decoration. Who would doubt the bonsai sent by Mr. Fu Er's filial piety?

Moreover, when it comes to the autopsy, these flowers should have been completely processed, or the formaldehyde in the mud has been evaporated, so it can kill people without leaving any traces."

As Luo Wanxing finished speaking, Fu Mingbo took a step back guiltily. Fu Yuanpu's hand was placed on the sofa, tightening inch by inch. He was already an old man inch, but the anger in his heart made him lift the handrail:

"Rebellious son."

Fu Mingbo held the wooden block in his hand and threw it at Fu Mingbo hatefully. The sharp thorns of the wooden block streaked across Fu Mingbo's face, leaving a long blood mark.

Fu Mingbo didn't dare to wipe it, so he rushed to the old man:

"Father, I don't know, I really don't know. I chose these flowers from the gardener. Maybe someone bribed the gardener and wanted to harm you. I really don't know. I'm innocent."

Fu Yuanpu was weak and suffered such a big blow. His anger just now exhausted all his mind and energy. Now he heard Fu Mingbo's quibbling, and he couldn't lift it up in one breath and coughed again:

"you……"

Fu Rongyuan came over and pulled Fu Mingbo away, and hurriedly gave the old man anger:

"Uncle II is completely unaware of it? Then why do you choose these flowers with a strong fragrance that grandpa likes?

The flowers sent bloomed overnight. My second uncle didn't ask anyone to trouble the gardener, but he still bought them from the same gardener repeatedly?

Second Uncle, no matter what you say, you don’t know, I will take the gardener and check it out.”

Fu Mingbo looked at the old man holding Fu Rongyuan's arm tightly, and he knew that the plan had been exposed.

But he would not admit it. If he didn't admit it, there would always be a glimmer of hope. If he admitted it, it would be a crime of murder:

"You go and check it out. Anyway, everything I say is wrong. You, and Luo Wanxing, I still suspect that you are the murderers. Father, you are fine at all, right? You just don't want our second wife anymore, so you find such a reason to let us quit the Fu family, right? If you didn't mean it, how could Luo Wanxing just stab you in your body?"

I have seen someone biting back, but no one has seen someone who can bite back after being caught.

Fu Yuanpu's eyes were almost glaring out:

"you……"

"You are just biased to him. Now that you see Fu Lin in, you feel that we are not as promising and capable as Fu Rongyuan, so you came up with this bitter plan. You are so cruel. I am your own son. You have been biased to your elder brother's room since you were a child. Now you are still biased to your elder brother's room. What should I do to satisfy you?"

Fu Mingbo's questioning was like a sword inserted into Fu Yuanpu's wound. The old man was so angry that he couldn't breathe for a long time. If this continues, he would be angry to death.

Fu Mingyao didn't know when he came to the living room. Seeing this, she hurriedly poured a glass of water over:

"Grandpa, please calm down and drink a sip of water first. My dad didn't mean to say that."

Fu Mingyao specially squeezed Luo Wanxing away and brought it to the old man with a water cup.

Seeing that his granddaughter was so well-behaved and sensible, it was many times better than her father's rebellious son, the old man was so happy that he was about to drink along the cup, the lucky star flying in circled above the old man's head:

"Toxic, toxic..."

Fu Rongyuan hurriedly snatched the teacup in Fu Mingyao's hand. He put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. He lowered his eyes and found that the water in the cup was a little turbid, as if the powder had not had time to dissolve it fully. It was certain that it was definitely not white water:

"What's in it?"
Chapter completed!