Xuan Qi's punch was like a little spark, which instantly ignited the anger in everyone's heart. Director Gong looked at Xuan Qi speechlessly and said blankly: "This little brother is really good and has a really big temper."

Listening to the scolding of the people around him and looking at the people around him, Director Gong knew that this matter might not be good. Originally, he had the idea of ​​turning big things into small things and asked Xuanbao to compensate Zhang Wang for some money. Now, it seems that compensation alone is useless.

Xuan Qi stared at Zhang Wang with his eyes and looked at the three flowers and five auras above his head. Zhang Wang felt uncomfortable. He seemed to be standing naked opposite Xuan Qi, with no privacy on his body.

After Xuan Qi calculated it, he finally figured out the whole story of the matter. The cause and effect were all cold, and his eyes flashed, and his tongue blew up like a spring thunder: "You ruthless, unfaithful and unfilial son." As he shouted, his body was like a wind, and he jumped out like an eagle, holding Zhang Wang's neck with one hand, lifted him up directly, and then threw him to the ground hard.

With a bang, there seemed to be a burst of explosions on the thick yellow soil, and dust and smoke rose everywhere, causing people around to roar.

There was an old stone mill next to the spacious farmhouse, with at least two or three tons of thick millstones. The angry Xuanqi rushed to the stone mill in one step, with his arms and waist force, and directly lifted the thick millstones up, and roared in his mouth: "I'll smash you bastard to death." He roared and smashed the millstones at Zhang Wang.

Zhang Wang, who was so trampled to death, opened his eyes and saw the black millstone smashing down. He immediately exclaimed and kept rolling on the ground. The rumbling millstone hit the yellow soil with the spoon behind Zhang Wang's head. A deep pit was smashed into the ground, which was originally solid.

Such a strong and bravery shocked the noisy villagers, and even the policeman had their mouths and forgot to breathe. With such a fast speed and such a strong explosive power, if he was born in ancient times without firearms, he would have been enemies of thousands of people.

Xuan Qi raised his foot and jumped onto the stone mill, bowed to the villagers around him and said, "Everyone has a scale in his heart. What is Zhang Wang? I don't say that everyone knows it. The labor reform prisoner who entered the palace three times had a meal but didn't have the last meal. He was not Zhang Shuimiao's biological baby. How could he have a filial piety and spend hundreds of dollars to buy health products for Zhang Shuimiao?"

Xuan Qi's words aroused the contemplation of the people around him. He originally thought that things were a bit strange, but he thought that death was the most important thing, so he did not go into it. Now after Xuan Qi said this, everyone felt full of doubts.

Zhang Wang, who was lying under the millstone, was still trembling with fear. Now that he heard Xuan Qi say this, he immediately retorted: "Do you care if I am my father's biological child? Where do I care about my money come from? Did my father drink your Wangyoulu before he died?"

The question was very simple, and the facts were in front of me and no one could refute it. All the villagers, including the police, looked at Xuan Qi. The question of Yu Wangyoulu's death was a dead knot. If you don't untie the knot, it would be useless to say anything else.

"Is the forensic doctor here? How much is the component of Wangyou Lu in Zhang Shuimiao's blood?" Xuan Qi looked directly at the young man in white clothes beside Director Gong.

When the forensic doctor heard Xuan Qi's inquiry, he immediately took out the test report and said: "The content of Wangyou Lu in the blood in Zhang Shuimiao's body exceeds 300 mg per milliliter." After that, he also doubted the report. Is there any problem with the data?

Confusion flashed in the eyes of the people around them. This thing was a bit strange to them and they didn't understand what this set of data meant. Instead, Zhang Wang, who was lying on the ground, had a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Xuan Qi said, "Take drunk driving as an example, the blood alcohol content exceeds 20 mg per milliliter, but less than 80 mg per milliliter is drunk driving. If it reaches or exceeds 80 mg per milliliter, it is drunk driving."

These words made the eyes of people around him full of doubts, and Xuan Qi said to himself: "The concentration of alcohol in the serum is 20,000, which means that the drinker has just reached the state of drunk driving. It is best not to drive. If he drinks 80,000, the alcohol will reach more than 80 mg per milliliter. The drunken person becomes arrogant, bragging and proud, and has a bigger temper. He feels that he wants to fight with others. More than 16,000, the alcohol intake is between 16 and 200 mg per milliliter. People have confused thinking and incoherent speech. They are sleepy at first, and may suffer from coma or even death."

Xuan Qi's words puzzled everyone, and some people even flashed with impatientness on their faces, feeling that Xuan Qi was going around in circles, shirking responsibility and shifting the topic.

"According to the 160,000 alcohol content of 160 mg, if a person is drunk like this, he needs to drink at least one pound of six taels of wine." Xuan Qi said, his eyes burst into light, pointed his hand forward, pointing at Zhang Shuimiao, who had passed away, and said: "The content of Wangyou Lu in his body exceeds 300 mg per milliliter. If it is converted into alcohol, he needs to drink three pounds of wine..."

"Okay, don't go around in circles and say that these are useless. Are you delaying time or confusing right and wrong?" Zhang Wang, who was lying on the ground, jumped up and waved his hand and shouted: "Young and young men, don't listen to the sophistry of the bad boss,"

The crowd was not immediately angry, and most people's eyes flashed through their minds, and some people were even thinking about whether Xuan Qi was right.

"The concentration of white wine is fifty degrees, and the purity of Wangyou Lu is only five degrees. Before Zhang Shuimiao died, he drank at least thirty kilograms of Wangyou Lu. Each piece of Wangyou Lu is ten milliliters, and fifty bottles are only one pound. Thirty kilograms are equal to one thousand five hundred pieces. According to the market price of 20 yuan per piece, the Wangyou Lu that Zhang Shuimiao dranks 30,000 is worth 30,000."

After these words were said, everyone was a little uproared. Zhang Wang, who was in a state of breath, definitely did not have a huge sum of 30,000 yuan. Even if he had 30,000 yuan, he would not have taken it out to respect his adoptive father. Everyone around him looked at Zhang Wang with suspicious eyes, feeling that there was a lot of suspicion. Maybe that might be really a possibility.

Zhang Wang was anxious and anxious when he was seen, his eyes flashed continuously and frightened. Suddenly he thought of something and scolded Xuan Qi, saying, "You are lying, my father can't drink thirty pounds of Wangyoulu, and I didn't buy so much Wangyoulu, I only bought one. He died after drinking it."

Zhang Wang, who thought he had caught the flaw, pointed at Xuan Qi and pointed at the policeman opposite him and shouted: "You are all in the same group. You colluded with each other to get rid of these black-hearted businessmen." He even stared at the forensic doctor with wide eyes and shouted angrily: "You are lying."

"You are lying" Xuan Qi's voice increased three levels: "Not only did you give you Zhang Shuimiao a drink of Wangyou Lu, you also gave him the refined Wangyou Lu raw pulp. The concentration increased by 1,500 times." Xuan Qi said as his eyes radiated cold light and pressed him: "Who has 100,000 yuan taken? Did you kill Zhang Shuimiao and your adoptive father to death?"

Faced with Xuan Qi's aggressive push, Zhang Wang was confused. He stood there with his eyes messy, but he was trying to argue: "I don't have it."

"You have" Xuan Qi looked at the luck above Zhang Wang's head, and after careful calculation, he said: "You threw the weapon that harmed your father into the backyard and was in a dry well..."

With this sentence, Zhang Wang completely collapsed, as if he had no backbone, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, looking at Xuan Qi in panic, and said in horror: "How did you know?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, it immediately caused an uproar. The people around were stunned at first, and then reacted, looking at Zhang Wang with flickering eyes, but unexpectedly he really killed his father.

"I said I can do calculations and be proficient in numerology. Do you believe it?" Xuan Qi said relaxedly, and Zhang Wang stared at the daze, with surprise and disbelief inside.

There is no way. There are too many fools in this world, and some people are a little clever and like to be self-righteous, so they become suspicious. They are obviously the truth, but their suspicion is understood as lies.

Xuan Qi didn't care, so there was no need to explain too much to him. At this time, the police found the medicine pot involved in the case from Yu Ku's well, and found the residual ingredients of Wangyou Lu from Yu Shi's medicine pot. In addition, Zhang Wang's confession just now, it was basically confirmed that Zhang Wang was the murderer.

The villagers around sighed for a moment, and several people pointed at Zhang Wang's nose and started cursing: "Feed the unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, if your father had not adopted you in the cold winter, you would have frozen into a pile of stinky meat."

The village chief even beat Zhang Wang with a crutch, and while slapping, he said, "How come you, a cold-blooded and ruthless boy, are you so cruel? Why did you attack your father? Although he is not your biological father, he raised you, why are you like this..."

Zhang Wang kept hunching his head, without any regret on his face, but with a hideous look on his lips, and said viciously: "The old guy shouldn't have saved me back then. Maybe other rich people will take me away. After eating for the first meal, the old man who didn't even have a decent set of furniture at home had some kindness. It's not as good as having died in peace back then."

These words were so shocked that everyone was stunned. I never dreamed that Zhang Wang would say this. It was too powerful and shameless, too cold-blooded, too...

Crack. The handcuffs were worn on Zhang Wang's hand, and the two policemen took Zhang Wang into the police car. At this time, the flashes flashed and the reporters who were staying outside did not expect to encounter such a big piece of news.

Xuan Qi wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He picked up a piece of incense and lit it. He bowed three times to Zhang Shuimiao, and then ordered Xiao Sitong to say, "Stay here to help with the funeral. No matter what, it will be caused by Forget-Wretch. We have the responsibility and obligation to let the elderly leave."

Xiao Sitong immediately pointed his head and said, "It must be, it must be."
Chapter completed!