After Mu Zi went downstairs, he found Huo Lin and Sarah in the crowd and walked over to sit with them.

Not all the female relatives have gone upstairs, some are still with the man, either uneasy or curious, waiting quietly for the development of the situation.

But after a while, Wang Zhan finished his work and came to Murong Cheng and said something.

There was a touch of warmth in Murong Cheng's deep cold eyes. He glanced at Mu Zi with a smile in his eyes.

Mu Zi blushed slightly, turned his face away, not looking at him.

The others only saw Huo Lin as Murong Cheng, without realizing the clue.

Only Gu Liang's gaze lightly fell on Mu Zi, and then looked at Murong Cheng, which meant a long time.

After a while, Wang Zhan's subordinates spread a layer of white paper on the empty dance floor.

The white paper is all A4 size, a thick pile, spread one by one, covering the entire dance floor, a piece of snow white.

Everyone talked a lot.

"Little Wang is in charge, what is this going to do?"

"Why are you spreading white paper?"

Someone had sharp eyes and saw a few men around Wang Zhan holding large glass jars full of ants!

"What the **** is this going to do? How did you get so many ants?!"

People are impetuous, uneasy and confused.

Many eyes turned to Murong Cheng, hoping that he could stand up and give an explanation, but Murong Cheng leisurely lit a cigarette and sat aside and smoked unhurriedly.

An uncle who was close to Murong Cheng was the first to lose his temper and asked him: "What are you planning to do? Anyway, let the big guy have a bottom."

Murong Cheng smiled and said, "Uncle, sit back and relax. I'll pick out the murderer in a moment and let you have a look."

When he said this, not only did everyone not feel at ease, on the contrary, they were even more perched.

It was because Huo Rong's methods were too **** and cruel, and the shadows were too deep, everyone was afraid of what cruel methods Huo Rong would use to search for the truth.

At this time, Wang Zhan picked up a fork on the dining table and knocked the glass wine glass, making a crisp sound, attracting everyone to look over.

Wang Zhan said: "Everyone, the man who killed the old man Huo used a meal cloth and wrapped the handle of the knife, and then took advantage of the moment the lamp went out and exploded, and the knife pierced the old man's heart. This man was very skilled and did not leave behind. Fingerprints, even if the police arrive, I’m afraid they won’t be able to find out why.”

When Wang Zhan's words fell, the whole banquet hall immediately became uproarious, and everyone whispered.

"What can we do? Are we going to stay here all the time?"

"Are you going to wait for the police to ask questions one by one?... What can I ask? This person is obviously premeditated."

"The old lady is dead, who will benefit the most? Don't be someone who shouts to catch the thief..."

Wang Zhan's eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Master Huo Fei! Isn't it your guilty conscience if you are so eager to divert your attention?!"

"I'm pooh!" Huo Fei smiled coldly, "Don't come to this set of fake foxes with me, what kind of stuff are you? This family banquet today is clearly a Hongmen banquet! Your family Rong's appetite is so big, I want to make us Huo Can the whole family eat?!"

He had a sinister heart, deliberately aggravating the tone of "your house Rongye" and "our Huo family", invisibly instigating a divorce.

When Wang Zhan heard this, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to shoot this kid.

Murong Cheng smiled faintly, and said, "Obviously you didn't care about studying when you were a kid. The Hongmen Banquet was set up by Xiang Yu for Pei Gong, Huo Fei, who do you think is Pei Gong at this banquet today?"