I Am Really Not The Great Demon King
Chapter 425
Obviously, there were two people sitting around the round table not long ago.
But now, the person sitting in another chair has disappeared.
The remaining seat has fallen to the ground.
The person sitting in that chair also sat on the ground with his back against the wall.
In his arms, he also held a familiar small box.
It was a small box full of twenty twelve gold ingots.
The person leaning against the wall is naturally no one else. It is the shopkeeper who told the people to reveal the woman''s identity tomorrow.
Now, the shopkeeper is leaning on the wall, holding a small box full of gold ingots, sitting in place with a satisfied face, and a faint smile appears at the corners of his mouth.
Under Huang Gong''s command, he stretched out his fingers and probed into the shopkeeper''s nose.
Before he could speak, Xia Yu, the brave man on one side, had confirmed one thing through his strength: "the shopkeeper''s is dead."
After Huang Gong''s command explored each other''s breath, he came to the same conclusion.
He put his hand on each other''s neck and touched each other''s skin. As a result, he found that there was a slight temperature.
Therefore, Huang Gong''s command immediately turned around, looked at the people and said, "people have just trampled to death, maybe they haven''t gone far."
"Let''s catch up?"
When Xia Yu heard Huang Gong''s advice, she showed a bitter smile. She also wanted to catch up, but he looked around and found no trace.
Because after the woman left, all the clues had been cleared by the shopkeeper. Before she died, she tried her best to clean them up without leaving any clues for exploration.
Therefore, for Huang Gong''s suggestions, she can only respond with a bitter smile and say, "I agree, but where do we start to catch up?"
"We''re not even sure that the person who just left left left in that direction."
Hearing Xia Yu''s words, Huang Gong''s command realized this. Looking around, there was no disharmonious arrangement except a fallen chair.
The windows of the rear window and the front window have been closed, and no special trace has been left. The front door is open. If someone goes out from the front door, he will pass through the courtyard in front of the door. The soil on the courtyard is soft and slightly wet. As long as someone walks past, he will leave footprints.
But before they came, they saw no footprints other than the shopkeeper''s shoes.
If Zhang Heng is here, he will make complaints about it: "is this not the time for killing the secret room?"
After confirming that he could not find out the clue that the murderer escaped from that direction, Huang Gong''s command nodded helplessly, and the escort agreed with Xia Yu.
Then, under the command of Lord Huang, he looked at a middle-aged man in the team who was ugly but looked particularly pale, as if he hadn''t seen the sun all year round.
The man chin three wisps of long beard, the whole person takes care of meticulously, looks neat and a little too much.
Xia Yu just noticed that after the other party came in, even the soles of his shoes stained with the soil in the courtyard would be brushed down with a small brush, put it into a small bag he was carrying, then affix a label, note the source of the soil, and finally collect it.
When Huang Gong looked at the middle-aged man, he immediately understood what he needed to do.
There is only one reason why middle-aged men are included in this team.
That''s a poison test.
He is an excellent poison refining expert, and he is an excellent poison testing expert.
Whether a thing is poisonous or not can be seen at a glance.
At this time, the middle-aged man, under the attention of everyone, came to the round table. First, he poured a glass of wine from the teapot, stretched out his little finger, dipped his little finger tip in the wine glass, then opened his mouth, stretched out his tongue and touched his little finger tip stained with wine.
Then he looked up and closed his eyes. After a moment of aftertaste, he suddenly opened his eyes. The essence in his eyes flashed. The next moment, he became suspicious and puzzled.
He looked at Huang Gong''s command, looked strange and said, "in this pot of wine, people have poisoned many highly poisonous things."
"It''s strange that these highly toxic reasons generate and overcome each other, and finally a perfect balance has been reached."
Under Huang Gong''s command, he looked at the middle-aged man''s face. When he saw each other''s face, he was curious about the baby. His pale face was full of exploration desire. He couldn''t help reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows.
He always suspected that the other party would die of his curiosity one day.
However, the other party was a popular man under Huang Gong''s command. He didn''t dare to offend him, so he couldn''t help asking, "Mr. Zhuo, can you make it simple and clear? We are stupid and don''t understand the meaning of your words."
Hearing the words of Huang Gong''s command, the middle-aged man called Mr. Zhuo looked around the people with a clear look on his face, as if silently mocking the people: "a group of illiterates!"
However, although Mr. Zhuo''s temper is somewhat maverick, he is not arrogant and difficult to get along with. He just doesn''t want to talk to illiterates like people with poor toxicology knowledge. Because if he talks to such people too much, he feels that his IQ will be greatly damaged.
So Mr. Zhuo immediately replied in a very simple way: "in short, it is that many highly toxic substances fuse together and finally become non-toxic things."
"Now, if you want to have a few drinks with this glass of wine, you can have a few. It will never die."
However, Mr. Zhuo didn''t drink himself. The people looked at him suspiciously, and dared not ask or say anything.
Although they have been known by Mr. Zhuo that they are illiterate in toxicology knowledge, illiteracy is also dignified, okay?
If illiterates are looked down upon, they will feel uncomfortable, okay?
Mr. Zhuo doesn''t care about the reaction of people. He is like any research madman immersed in his own world. Once he enters his professional field, Mr. Zhuo immediately becomes focused. If you suddenly hit him with a black eye for no reason, he promises not to fight back.
Of course, when he''s finished, it''s hard to say how you''ll be tortured to death by him when you remember that you beat him once. What kind of poisonous poison will he use to revenge you.
So far, no one has bothered Mr. Zhuo when he is concentrating on his work.
Mr. Zhuo stood quietly beside the round table and stared at the dried fruit preserves and fruits on the table in front of him.
After watching for a moment, he suddenly began to act.
He began with the dried fruit in front of him. He took out one of each kind of dried fruit and threw it into his mouth to taste it.
Knowing that it is poisonous, you have to try the things on the table one by one. Is this trying to die?
Xia Yu looked at the other party and frowned slightly. She looked at the other party''s actions without saying a word.
A moment later, Mr. Zhuo had taken a lotus seed in his hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Just put a lotus seed into his mouth, Mr. Zhuo''s face suddenly stiffened. The next moment, his breathing began to become rapid. The sound of his heartbeat and pulse beat was so terrible that even ordinary people around him could hear it.
His eyes, for a moment, were full of cobwebs, dense, bright red blood.
His eyes bulged angrily, as if they would burst out of his eyes in the next moment.
The next moment, he took out a bag from nowhere. Then he ran directly to the corner and put a finger into his innermost part. He didn''t know what he was doing.
But then he lowered his head and began to spit at the bag in front of him.
The people under Lord Huang''s command were stunned when they saw Xia Yu and the people of Beihai escort agency, but their faces looked common and had no waves.
Under Huang Gong''s command, Mr. Zhuo vomited faintly in the corner by the wall.
While facing Xia Yu, who looked strange around him, he said, "it''s okay. Just get used to it. Mr. Zhuo, in order to test or refine poison, he has to vomit seventeen or eight times a day."
Now he''s a little addicted. According to him, "don''t spit out."
Xia Yu put a circle on his face: "when did you say ''don''t spit out fast'', which became this meaning?"
However, in fact, it seems to be just as Huang Gong said.
After a while, Mr. Zhuo, after vomiting, looked calm and hid the bag, labeled it, put it away, and then turned to look at the people.
Xia Yu saw that there was a trace of ruddy on Mr. Zhuo''s face, as if he was very pleased. The expression on his face also looked very comfortable.
This
Xia Yu can''t understand.
The people under Duke Huang just didn''t see it.
Then, he saw Mr. Zhuo come to the shopkeeper and said, "it''s clear that this man was poisoned by poisonous wine."
"The poison is very special."
Mr. Zhuo''s rare emphasis.
Hearing Mr. Zhuo''s words, the expression on the people''s faces did not change at all, and they were still confused.
Huang Gong''s command waited for a moment and found that Mr. Zhuo didn''t explain further, so he had to take the initiative to say, "Mr. Zhuo, isn''t that pot of wine on the table completely non-toxic?"
Mr. Zhuo was immediately unhappy. He looked at Huang Gong''s command in front of him and said, "when did I say it was non-toxic?"
"I''m just saying that the poisons in it contain all kinds of poisons, reaching a delicate balance. It shows that you will never be poisoned if you drink this cup of poisonous wine."
Huang Gong''s command still didn''t understand: "how was the shopkeeper poisoned by this pot of poisonous wine?"
Mr. Zhuo, the epidemic has lost the interest in ridiculing illiterates, because you may think that the ridicule is humorous, and the other party doesn''t understand what you''re talking about. It''s like casting pearls before swine. The only embarrassment will be yourself.
"As I said, you won''t have the slightest problem with poisonous wine."
"But I didn''t say that you can eat the food on the table after drinking the poisonous wine."