Yun Tuan boiled the water, threw in the brown sugar and shredded ginger, and waited quietly.
When brown sugar touches hot water, it slowly melts, dyeing the clear water reddish brown...
"If murder cases often occur in this place, like next door, and no one came forward last night, then why did Mr. Takahashi's death cause panic?"
She always felt that something was wrong.
Some of the information held by the original owner, Suzuki Dango, must be false.
"This... hearing the news from others is different from facing the scene of the tragedy, but I also feel strange. I have been absent from work for almost two days, and no one has contacted me. Did Keitaro often not go to work before?
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Jinghe smelled a bit of ginger soup and was a little greedy.
Yun Tuan turned around and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly focused——
A hand that was white and swollen from water slowly climbed up to the young man's shoulder. Every time it moved, the rotten flesh that could not bear the weight of the bones fell down, leaving a complete wet mark wherever it touched.
Adhere to a little bit of human skin.
Jinghe blinked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
At this time, the hand gently touched the skin of Jinghe's neck.
The man who was about 1.8 meters suddenly became as stiff as a puppet. His face turned pale, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, and he called out with his left hand at lightning speed!
Bang!
Jing He was so beaten that he grimaced, and he could only feel a little bit of moisture.
"Holy shit, what the hell!"
He hurriedly took off his coat, picked out the used disposable chopsticks from the trash can, and carefully found the place where he had just been touched.
There is a small piece of white skin there, with a faint rancid smell and a strong fishy smell.
Jinghe retched and kicked his coat away with his feet, "Yun Tuan! Come on, throw some of that glutinous rice here!"
Yun Tuan put the pot lid in place, took out a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket, and threw it evenly onto Jing He's coat.
Nuomi didn’t react much.
The dark wet mark gradually disappeared under the light.
"Is it an illusion?" Yun Tuan used a small broom to collect the glutinous rice into an aqua blue storage box.
"It's not an illusion, I saw it too."
Jing Yu twitched the corners of his lips, restraining his mocking expression out of humanitarian concern for his brother.
However, this younger brother is a bit strange and seems to be too shy and weak.
As a result, the three of them argued for an entire afternoon about different spaces, three- and four-dimensional transformations (Jing Yu), magic arrays (Jing He), five elements of feng shui and the conditions for the appearance of corpses (Yun Tuan), but they did not come to a unified conclusion.
Yun Tuan called her aunt, but the call was automatically transferred to the hospital, and the nurse regretfully told her the news——
The aunt is dead.
Died from overdose of injected drugs, cardiac arrest, and failed to be rescued in time.
She was eager to know what kind of drug it was, but the hospital remained silent out of concern for protecting the patient's privacy.
Even if Yun Tuan's identity is the police, he does not have the right to investigate without a warrant or superior documents.
It’s just strange that since you want to protect privacy, why do you still need to tell her that the other party died of a drug overdose?
Then she realized that this was a different kind of intimidation.
She drank endless amounts of ginger soup and could only make other plans.
The aunt is much better at spells than she is, at least she won't get caught up in filth.
"Captain, can you still hack into the surveillance system now?" Yun Tuan asked casually as he checked what Jing He handed over.
"If you possess a body, you can."
Hearing this, Yun Tuan frowned, and at the same time, she found a fang in Jing He's shopping bag.
The root of the tooth is relatively complete and should have fallen off naturally.
"Besides that homeless man, have you met any other strange people?"