"Yes, today is the fourth year of junior high school. Yesterday he must have eaten the Qian family's wedding wine. If you look at it this way, you may be able to match your view of poisoning. This invitation is indeed valuable. ”

Jing Mo secretly thought that Yi'an was really poisoned? If so, together with the conclusive evidence of the assassination, it is clear that it is double murder. So what? Were these two murders committed by one person? Or are there two murderers? If it is a murderer, why should he be assassinated when he has already been poisoned? If it is two murderers, it will be full of suspicions and even more difficult to deal with. Nie Xiaoman may be able to handle this case.

Nie Xiaoman seemed to be trying his best to use his sense of smell. He lowered his head and looked closely at the table.

Suddenly, Xiao Man exclaimed softly: "He still vomited!" In this spittoon is what he vomited. You guys come and have a look? ”

The spittoon was an abominable vessel, and Jing Mo's temper was originally reluctant to look at it, but because of Nie Xiaoman's indirect hints, an uncomfortable smell of acid and rot naturally rushed into Jing Mo's nostrils.

Tong Nanxiao said: "It seems that there is one more piece of evidence for the poisoning claim. ”

Nie Xiaoman raised his head, looked out the window, and shouted, "Brother Nan Xiao, a car is coming." Probably Jiang Qingyang Langzhong you were looking for before. ”

Tong Nanxiao responded, and hurriedly went out to prepare for contact. After a while, he led in a middle-aged man who was short and dressed in a troll.

They greeted each other, and went together to examine the corpse. Xu Langzhong put down a leather bag he brought and bowed down to examine the corpse. It took him a while before he slowly straightened up. Tong Nanxiao briefly told him the opinions he had just talked about with Nie Xiaoman.

Jiang Langzhong said: "Judging from the appearance, eight out of ten of this person has traces of poisoning. But after all, we have to wait for the arrival of Dali Temple, after careful inspection, to determine. ”

Nie Xiaoman said: "I still have to ask Mr. Jiang to prove a suspicion." If the deceased was poisoned, whether it was fatal due to poison or whether he was killed by a sharp knife, please advise on this. ”

"Your kindness, my lord. After I test it, I will definitely tell you the results. ”

Lang Zhong stood up and looked around the study, as if he was looking for something.

Nie Xiaoman asked, "Is Mr. Jiang looking for some materials for testing?" ”

"yes. Anyone who has been poisoned must also collect drinks, food, and utensils such as teapots and glasses, so that the source of the poison can be traced. ”

"I've already found one for you. Here it is. Nie Xiaoman said with a smile, leading Jiang Qingyang to the desk and pointing to the brass spittoon to show him.

Jiang Langzhong said: "Ouch, he once vomited. It's really important stuff and should be brought back. He turned around, saw the teapot on his desk, and lifted the lid of the teapot. It's still a full pot of tea. Probably black tea? ”

Nie Xiaoman and Jing Mo also stretched out their heads to look. Jing Mo looked at the thick layer of tea leaves floating on it, it was really black tea.

Lang Zhong said: "No matter what, I always have to bring some to test." ”

Jiang Langzhong took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, then picked up the teapot, poured half a cup into the white porcelain tea bowl, and put it into the small porcelain bottle from the white porcelain tea bowl. Then he tightened the lid of the small porcelain bottle and put it in the bag.

Jiang Qingyang said: "Lord Tong, I'll go back and tell you first, so that I can help you find out if you come to Dali Temple earlier." Please send a brother to send this spittoon back to the Yamen. Find out what the results are, and I'll let you know. If nothing else, I'll quit. ”

Tong Nanxiao responded: "Very good." I'm waiting for your news. ”

Jiang Langzhong took the purse and turned around to go out, but Nie Xiaoman suddenly stopped him: "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry." Another point, if there is anything on the corpse that can be paid attention to, please let me know. We've only looked at him once, and we haven't looked at it closely. ”

After Jiang Qingyang went out, Nie Xiaoman proposed that the four people present work separately. Tong Nanxiao went to ask the deceased's mother again, and asked four questions: First, how much silver money was stored in her son's silver box? Second, she said that the deceased once had the intention of taking a concubine. What is the situation of this after all? Three, how many friends does her son know best? Fourth, when the murder was discovered, Lao Thirteen went to Feng's house in Xishuiguan to report the news, where were their mother and daughter and the maid Wen Wen's mother-in-law waiting at that time? And is there another caretaker in the study and the door?

Nie Xiaoman's own role was to go to the gatehouse to inquire about the old thirteen. Because according to Xiaoman's opinion, the old thirteen sects are really in an important position in this case. Su Jingmo and Governor Jiang were responsible for carefully investigating inside and outside the house in order to find some clues or find out the whereabouts of the murderer. The discussion was settled, and the four of them immediately went their separate ways.

Jingmo waited for Nie Xiaoman and Tong Nanxiao to walk out, and then shared another point with Governor Wang. Governor Jiang went to inspect the exterior of the house, but Jing Mo searched the mortuary. Governor Jiang agreed with this assignment and walked out, and Jing Mo also worked in the room.

Although the floor in the corpse room was painted, the footprints were all over the place at this time, and I couldn't make them clear. Jing Mo looked carefully at the corner of the wall for a while, but didn't find anything suspicious. The gauze corners cut out of the curtains, the ink-seeping paper torn off, and the murder weapon in Jingmo's mind are nowhere to be found.

Jing Mo looked at the three windows again. The first window facing south was open, and a corner of the curtain had been cut off, which had been discovered before; The window in front of the second table was bolted tightly, and there was no doubt about it; There was also a third, east-facing window, which was closed, but closed without a bolt. Could this window be the passage for the murderer? But on closer inspection, I felt that this was simply impossible.

This window is against the passageway, and the form is different from the two south-facing windows. There is also an iron bar outside the window, so the murderer naturally can't enter or leave. Jingmo opened the window and touched the iron bar, but he couldn't shake it. Jing Mo looked up again, outside the window looked like an alley, there was a white brick wall across the window, and inside the wall seemed to be the patio of someone else's house. In any case, this window must not be considered a channel.

There was no room for development in the three windows, so Jing Mo looked at the desk again. The things on the desktop, Nie Xiaoman and the others have already experienced, and there is no need to study them by themselves, thinking like this, Jing Mo pulled open a drawer on the left side of the desk and turned it inside, but there was nothing important; He reached out to open the right one, but it was locked. At this time, if you want to find the key to open it, it is not free, and it is not easy to do. Because the key to this drawer may be on the body of the deceased, just now Nie Xiaoman was not present at Dali Temple, so he couldn't search without authorization, and Jing Mo was naturally even more inconvenient to turn over the dead body.

So Jing Mo took it out and used a knife to pick the lock of the drawer. Without much effort, the drawer was pried open, and there was a money bank bill and several popular so-called erotic novels. In addition, there are a lot of theater tickets and pictures of different sizes, all of which are some spring and vulgar spring palace pictures.

Jing Mo took out the novel and flipped through it, and suddenly saw another portrait wrapped in transparent paper in the book. The portrait is also a woman, less than twenty years old, dressed like a small jasper, and her appearance is not bad. Jing Mo secretly thought that since this portrait was particularly important, it must be related. Jing Mo found a letterhead in another book, on which were written a few lines of cursive characters in ink pen.