"Oh my God! Kill! The Hu people beat people to death! Our young master let her die! ”

On the bustling and busy streets, the little guy who shouted at the top of his voice used his penetrating voice to spread the news that "Xia Shuanghan beat people to death" widely. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And Xia Shuanghan, who had been covering his brother's eyes and glancing at the wound on the forehead of the man in fancy clothes who had fallen to the ground, twitched the corners of his mouth in disbelief at all.

"Dead? The spot he had struck was not at the weakest temple of his skull, and the blood on his forehead was largely the result of a flesh wound from a wooden thorn on the corner of the table. He died like this? The girl I saw in the Dingguo Mansion in my previous life hit the wall and died, her wounds were blurred with flesh and blood, and the bones were visible, I don't know how many times more serious than this! ”

Full of doubts about whether the man in Chinese clothes was really dead, and if he was really dead, what was the cause of death, he raised his head and looked around the street, and found that his current location was not far from a certain medical hall Xia Shuanghan, when he picked up his younger brother and rushed into the medical hall, he immediately dragged up the sitting doctor and ran out quickly.

"Get out of the way!" waved the soft whip to drive away the two little guys who were standing in front of him, hugged his younger brother, and led the doctor's Xia Shuanghan, and soon came to the body lying on the ground. "Doctor, take a look, is this son really dead? Could it be that he just didn't catch his breath and gave people the illusion that he could still be saved? ”

On the shoulder-to-shoulder streets, many people who heard the panicked shouts of the little maids all stopped their work one after another, turned their heads and stared blankly at Xia Shuanghan, who was a "murderer". At the same time, a very small number of young onlookers who came back to their senses, after whispering to each other, spread out their steps and ran quickly in the direction where Jingzhao Yin's yamen was.

Completely ignoring the pointing and talking of the surrounding onlookers, although Xia Shuanghan's heart uncontrollably bred some panic and fear because of the thought of "Could it be that I really killed people indirectly", but she never thought that the wound on the forehead of the young man in Chinese clothes could be serious enough to become a fatal injury, but she did not lose all her sobriety and sanity.

"Sister...... Sister ......" still holding the puppet doll that my sister bought for her in her arms, standing next to Xia Shuanghan, waiting for the doctor to get the result of diagnosis and treatment, Xia Chaoyang, who obviously cannot have a strong and stable mind like Xia Shuanghan.

"Sister, is that man really dead?" Raising a hand to cover Xia Shuanghan's right hand that covered his eyes, he wanted to confirm with his own eyes that his sister was definitely not killed, and at the same time he was afraid that Xia Chaoyang, who was really "the man is dead", trembling, hesitating, and hesitating for a long time, he never returned a clear vision to himself.

Hearing his younger brother's questioning with obvious panic and worry, and feeling that his palms were getting wet little by little because of his brother's tears, Xia Shuang Han couldn't immediately make an answer with great certainty, such as "Don't worry, Chaoyang, my sister will not be captured by the Yamen of Jingzhao Yin, and it is impossible to be beheaded because of this".

"This son is indeed dead and cannot be saved." The doctor, who had sniffed and felt his pulse, and treated the man lying on the ground, finally stood up with a solemn face: "It's better to notify his family as soon as possible and handle his funeral!" ”

"Dead? Really dead? Even though he heard the doctor's answer and looked at Xia Shuanghan again at the wound on the forehead of the man in Chinese clothes, he still didn't want to believe it - this wound could not be fatal no matter how you look at it! Could it be that this man was suffering from a disease such as thirst quenching disease and was already terminally ill, so he happened to die here at this time and place because of another cause of death?

Xia Shuanghan, who always believed in his heart that the kick he had just kicked could never be the root cause of the death of the man in Chinese clothes, crossed the little guy who was protecting the master's body, and the doctor who stood up, tried to calm his heart, and after telling his younger brother "Resolutely don't open your eyes", he moved to the side of the man in Chinese clothes and slowly squatted down.

Stretched out his hand to probe the pulse on the side of the man's neck, and indeed he couldn't feel any pulsating summer frost, and then leaned forward to carefully look at the bloody wound on the man's forehead. "Sure enough, no matter how you look at it, this wound is just an ordinary trauma, even if you fall off the swing while swinging, it should be more serious than this injury."

Because of the wound on the man's forehead, Xia Shuanghan, who was more and more inclined to the view that "the man is seriously ill and died here is completely a coincidence", immediately shifted his gaze and hands, and held the man's wrist.

Before leaving Beijing in February this year, Shen Fanyi, who had been with Xia Shuanghan for a long time, once said that whether a person is healthy or not can be basically concluded from the color of his face and the blood color of his nails. Therefore, now, while the man has just died and the body is still very fresh, Xia Shuanghan, who is unable to carefully identify the face because of the blood left on his forehead, has been abandoned, so he will focus his attention on the man's nails in order to confirm his conjecture.

Xia Shuanghan, who had carefully examined the man's fingernails and did not see any signs of the man's serious illness from its color, although she failed on the road of "finding what she was looking for", but she walked very smoothly on the road of "accidentally discovering what she was not looking for", but she noticed such a detail - these hands do not match the identity of this man's son and rich young master!

The man's many small wounds on his hands, as well as the many calluses on the palms of his hands, were things that should not have been found in a pampered man like him. Therefore, Xia Shuanghan, who had doubts about the man's true identity because of these traces, had a flash of inspiration between the lightning and flint, and had such an idea - this man should not have been hired to play the rich young master, right?

Such a conjecture was formed in his mind, and then the more he extended, the more he felt that Xia Shuanghan, who was likely to have touched the truth of the matter, and in a few blinks of an eye, such a complete vein system was formed in his mind.

A few days ago, since Lu Shaoyun and Su Yixing both learned that Xu Jinhan was the mastermind behind the trap set in early February and counting all three of them into it, the two of them intensified their efforts to verify Xu Jinhan at the same time, trying to find evidence of his collusion between officials and businessmen in the process of doing business, and then brought him to justice and made him pay the due price in prison.

Therefore, in the case of being sloppily watched by many passers-by and being chased and intercepted by many parties, in order to win a chance for himself to breathe and adjust, Xu Jinhan tried to find a way to involve Xia Shuanghan in a huge trouble, and then contain Lu Shaoyun and Su Yixing, which is not impossible.

Xia Shuanghan regards his younger brother as his lifeblood, and anyone who has been in contact with the Xia family knows about it. Xia Shuanghan's character has the fierceness and fierceness of a nomad, and when she meets someone who provokes her on weekdays, she likes to punish the other party directly with violence, and this style of behavior has long been widely spread through rumors.

Therefore, if the original intention of provoking Xia Shuanghan is to bully Xia Chaoyang as a means and provoke Xia Shuanghan's anger little by little without arousing suspicion, there is a chance that the person who deliberately comes to cause trouble will be taught a lesson by Xia Shuanghan by violent means in the future, and he should not run.

In the process of Xia Shuanghan's beating, he tried to create a vicious accident in front of everyone, so that Xia Shuanghan was involved in the case of "manslaughter of others", and then was taken away and imprisoned by Jingzhao Yin Yamen, Lu Shaoyun and Su Yixing, who were concerned about her safety, naturally shifted their attention to Xu Jinhan to the matter of "how to help Xia Shuanghan solve trouble".

At this point, Xu Jinhan, who wants to win a breathing space for himself, can naturally achieve his goal smoothly.

"Because you know that it will make Ting Xuan and Su Zhenchen more anxious and worried than kidnapping and imprisoning me, it will make Ting Xuan and Su Zhenchen more anxious and worried, so you chose this way?"

quickly walked through this conspiracy in his mind, and felt more and more that the man who was now lying in front of him with blood on his head was Xia Shuanghan, who was hired by Xu Jinhan to pretend to be a gentleman, and once again spread his thoughts uncontrollably.

"If this man and his three little servants have been following us for an opportunity since I went to the street with my brother today, and then Yu Cai deliberately broke out a conflict with me over a puppet doll and provoked me to fight with them, then, will the death of this man in fancy clothes be a real death?"

No one in this world will really put their lives on the line when making money, and Xia Shuanghan can't be more sure of this, so he glanced at the wound on the man's forehead again, and suddenly remembered the booklet that Wen Xueying gave him, which recorded the "Southern Xinjiang Poison Technique" Xia Shuanghan, and in his mind, such a word suddenly came to his mind - fake death medicine.

"Seeing the right time, I created a hideous-looking wound for myself, and then bit through the medicine bag that had been holding it in my mouth, and quickly took the fake death pill, causing a situation where I was accidentally injured in the process of beating someone, and then I was arrested after a while. Nine times out of ten, that's what happened today, right? ”

Xia Shuanghan, who was talking to himself so silently in his heart, in order to confirm whether his series of conjectures was true, couldn't help but think of a conversation he had with Wen Xueying a few days ago.

"If after taking the fake death pill, the breathing of the person taking the medicine will be so shallow that others cannot perceive it with their fingers, and the pulse of the person taking the medicine will also be weakened to the extent that others cannot detect it through the compression of the body surface, then how can I know if this person who is neither breathing nor pulse, is really dead or fake?"

"That's easy! If a person really dies, then such conditions as mortisation and decay will inevitably accompany them. However, a person who fakes death does not actually die, so his body does not become stiff after 'death', and is certainly less likely to decay. ”

"But doesn't it take a long time for a corpse to decompose? Is there a quicker way for me to identify as soon as possible whether the 'deceased' had taken a fake death pill? ”

"Hurry up? So, open your eyelids and take a look! A person who is truly dead is unlikely to react even if he is suddenly exposed to a bright light, and his eyes will become cloudy not long after the deceased's death. Therefore, if you open the person's eyelids and look at it in bright light, you should be able to tell whether he is really dead or fake. ”

Looking back at the conversation, he immediately understood what he should do if he wanted to know the truth, and immediately put the man's hand in his hand back to the ground, then turned his gaze and moved his body again, reaching out to open the man's eyelids.

The scorching sun spreads bright light to the earth, and when the eyes are opened, the golden brown pupils are reflected by the sunlight, and even if they can't stand the strong light, the pupils are very obviously constricted.

"Sure enough, sure enough! I'll just say that the wound on your head can't cost you your life! He withdrew his hands and asked the blood-stained man to close his eyelids and cry out in his heart with joy, "Look! I just said that he couldn't die", Xia Shuanghan, while standing up, did not immediately publicize his discovery.

After all, the validity period of the fake death pill is five days, which means that without taking the antidote, the man can lie quietly for five days in a state where his heartbeat and breathing cannot be felt by others. Therefore, in the absence of an antidote in her own hands, it is obviously impossible for Xia Shuanghan to make others believe her statement, wait with her for five days, and then come up with an answer.

In the face of her explanations and rhetoric, most people will think that she is trying to deceive the public, trying to cover up the fact that she killed others with a lie and a drug she made up herself.

Therefore, when the people do not know about the fake death medicine, and it is impossible to agree with its effect in a short period of time, even if Xia Shuanghan tells his findings, it can only be in vain. "Therefore, I think I should save some effort first, and then go to Jingzhao Yin Yamen after a while, and then make a response." (To be continued.) )