After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1173

Chapter 1173: Chapter 1177: Discovery of the Golden Courtyard (2)

Leng Zirui took the iron box, opened it, and retrieved the letter. Upon seeing the first few sentences, a slight gravity appeared in his eyes.

He read it carefully from start to finish, stopping at the last two letters, "ZM".

ZM?

Returning the letter to the iron box, Leng Zirui was about to speak when a staff member rushed up, "General, we found this in Tang Ming’s room."

Leng Zirui turned his head and saw the person holding a vial of medicine. "What is it?"

"A type of sedative, colorless and odorless, can easily dissolve in any liquid, and after ingestion, it can quickly put someone into a deep sleep state," the person answered.

Leng Zirui took the vial and examined it. Only half the bottle remained, indicating a significant amount had been used. Why would Tang Ming keep such a sedative at home?

"What is the metabolism time for this sedative?"

"About a week."

"Chuangchuan, call the police immediately, check Seo Fei’s blood and urine for traces of this sedative." Leng Zirui handed the vial back to his subordinate. "Inform me immediately of any results. I need to go home for dinner now."

Tonight’s dinner was very significant for the Leng Family, and he couldn’t miss it.

"Yes!" Seo Shaochuan promptly agreed, then handed him the car keys.

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Leng Zimo, wearing an apron, responded while carrying out a fruit platter, filled with beautifully cut fruits.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and he turned to open the door.

Outside, Jiao Yang was holding toys and a gift box. Seeing Leng Zimo opening the door, he smiled, "This is the first time I’ve seen you in this attire!"

"Xiao Qian, Mo Mo!" Leng Zimo stepped aside to make way, taking the gift from his hand, "Look who’s here!"

Upon hearing his voice, Luo Xiaoqian immediately stood up from the sofa, heading towards the entrance. Seeing Jiao Yang enter, she quickly approached, yet, when she saw his smiling face, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Mom!" Luo Jun ran over, stopping beside Luo Xiaoqian, and looked at Jiao Yang standing in the hallway, "I know, you must be Uncle Jiao Yang, right?"

Jiao Yang lowered his face, looking at the exquisitely carved little fellow in front of him, "I also know, you must be Mo Mo, right?"