"Miss Bai is indeed an expert." Zhou Chen gave Jian Yu a meaningful look: "But I'm not a liar. It's just because I'm often the first to arrive at the crime scene and I always have to know some basic techniques. If I really encounter a difficult case, I'll do it again.
Pass it to Dali Temple, please handle it professionally."
Bai Yue smiled, "You're not a professional, that's fine, because I am a professional."
She pulled out a slender silver needle from a row and looked at Jian Yu: "It's about my innocence. I also know a little about the testing methods. Can I try it?"
Jian Yu's expression was very complicated. He didn't say yes or no for a long time, and then suddenly reached out and pulled Bai Yue up.
"Yue'er." Jian Yu said meaningfully: "I know that your family has been practicing medicine for generations, but treating the living and examining the dead are two different things. As long as I'm here, you don't have to be brave."
Bai Yue was overjoyed. Her family has been practicing medicine for generations. Isn't it a coincidence? They can be considered half of the same profession.
"I'm not trying to be brave." Bai Yue grabbed Jian Yu's sleeve: "Master Jian, Brother Jian, Little Jian..."
Jian Yu was petrified in an instant, gritting his teeth and shaking goosebumps all over his body.
Bai Yue also had goosebumps all over the floor, but he bravely endured it and kept trying: "Just let me try it."
Zhou Chen couldn't stand it anymore and persuaded: "Since Miss Bai knows how to do it and is now eager to prove her innocence, Master Jian might as well let her try."
"What nonsense." Jian Yu was still unwilling, but Bai Yue couldn't wait to reach out his hand.
Although Acropolis's death was still short, and there were no dead spots on the body, nor had it become hard and rigid, the body was still a body, and the feeling of a dead person was completely different from that of a sleeping person.
Bai Yue pressed his hand on Wei Cheng's throat without any care, and then said: "If poisoning and suffocation do not coexist, then one is real and the other is a deception. Because poisoning will not cause bulging eyes, so
I think the suffocation is real and the poisoning is fake."
As he spoke, Bai Yue slowly inserted the silver needle in his hand into the lower part of Aicheng's throat. The silver needle was mostly submerged and he slowly pulled it out.
Both of them looked over and saw that the silver needle had not changed color.
"What's going on?" Zhou Chen asked curiously: "When I used a silver needle to explore my throat just now, the silver needle turned black."
Jian Yu understood immediately: "What you mean is that the poison was poured in after Aicheng died, so it only reached the shallow part of the throat and was not swallowed."
"Yes, as for the blood foam in the mouth and nose, this can be faked. As long as you make preparations beforehand and wipe it on with you." Bai Yue said: "In this way, everyone will think that Mr. Wei died of poisoning.
It is suspected that the target is the kitchen, or a boy who can poison someone if he is close to him."
Bai Yue worked hard to remove the label of suspect attached to himself.
"If the poisoning is false and the death by suffocation is true, then the murderer is a very strong man who can strangle Mr. Wei to death without making a sound."
Although Wei Cheng was a civil servant who did not know martial arts, he was not a weak scholar. If he wanted to strangle him alive, it would not be possible with ordinary strength. Normally, he would be a strong man or a man who knew martial arts.
Both Jian Yu and Zhou Chen felt that Bai Yue was just talking casually and just listening. No one expected that she would analyze it and come up with an answer they had never thought of.
Just as we were about to discuss it, there was a commotion outside and someone wanted to come in.
"It's the steward of the Wei Mansion." Jian Yu's men looked at it, saw their master nodded, and went over to bring him over.
The old housekeeper, who was in his fifties or sixties, was so anxious that his face was covered with sweat: "Master Jian, Master Zhou, something happened."
The acropolis is dead and the sky in the palace has collapsed, what else can happen?
The old housekeeper said: "The young master is missing."
This is really a wave of ups and downs. No one expected it to be like this. Jian Yu said: "Don't panic. How old is the young master and when did he disappear?"
"The young master was just three years old and disappeared a quarter of an hour ago." The old housekeeper said: "The young master is the son of the third aunt. When something happened to the master, the family was panicked. The third aunt was also in the yard just now. The young master was taken by the wet nurse in the room.
I was sleeping inside, and I heard someone shouting outside. I took a look at the yard, and when I came back, the young master was gone."
"Disappeared in the blink of an eye?" Jian Yu looked back and said, "Look for Wu Zuo. Before Wu Zuo comes, no one is allowed to approach Mr. Wei. Take me to the place where the young master disappeared."
Bai Yue squatted next to Aicheng's corpse, his mind going back and forth wildly between following her and taking the opportunity to escape. Before making the final decision, Jian Yu suddenly remembered something and turned around to help her affectionately.
stand up.
"Let's go and have a look with me." Jian Yu said, "The Wei Mansion is so big, so don't wander around alone. It would be bad if you get lost."
"..." Bai Yue staggered to keep up with Jian Yu, saying as he walked: "Slow down, slow down... Lord Jian..."
"Mo Yi." Jian Yu turned around and said.
"ah?"
"You can call me by my name." Jian Yu looked at her meaningfully: "There is no need to be so different between you and me."
Isn't this really a fine point? Bai Yue had no choice but to follow: "Okay, Mo Yi is Mo Yi. You can do whatever you like, but can you let me go first? I won't run away."
These words somehow stimulated Jian Yu, and he held Bai Yue's wrist a little harder.
"Then who knows." Jian Yu sneered softly: "Humph, we will settle the accounts later."
The Wei Mansion has turned into a mess today. Now several distinguished people have gathered in the third aunt's yard. The third aunt has fainted from crying. The wet nurse is kneeling and shivering. The whole house is full of servants looking for it. There are also people on the rockery in the garden.
Some were staring at the lotus pond in a daze, obviously losing their sense of proportion.
"This is the wet nurse with the young master." The housekeeper pointed at the woman kneeling on the ground.
"My slave swears that everything she says is the truth." A plump woman swore: "There is only one door in this courtyard. When I heard someone shouting outside, I went out to answer, but when I went out and saw no one, I went back. This
If anyone else comes in from the outside, this slave will definitely be able to see it."
"In addition to the young master, are there any other items in the house missing? Such as property, clothing, etc."
The woman thought for a while and shook her head: "The young master panicked when he saw the maid, and didn't even bother to look at other things, but there was no trace of searching in the house."
The door of the room was wide open. Bai Yue took a look inside and saw that there was a mess of rummaging inside. He thought he was looking for someone. He looked through the cabinets and under the bed. Even if there were clues originally, there were no clues now.
Already."
"You're talking nonsense." The third aunt suddenly woke up and said, "Chen'er is such a big person, how can he disappear out of thin air? It must be because you held a grudge for being scolded by me a few days ago, so you deliberately harmed the young master!"