Feng's knees were weak, and she almost fell to her knees, but fortunately, Lin Qingdai supported her, so she stopped, and said in a hoarse voice: "Doctor Wen, please save me, I want to fall into this disease, not only can I not raise my son, but I have become a drag on my son, how can I live in the future!" ”

Du Wenhao said: "Since I treat you, naturally I won't treat half of it." Your disease has just happened, and now there is still time for treatment, use Duhuo parasitic decoction to add or subtract with the syndrome, you can dissipate cold and dampness, dispel wind and nourish blood, as long as the treatment is thorough, there will be no root of the disease. Rest assured! ”

Feng Shi was stunned for a moment, and two lines of cloudy old tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, flowed through the cheeks like pine bark in the ravines, and fell to the ground. She sobbed, and wanted to kneel again, but was supported by Lin Qingdai and couldn't kneel, her two broken hands were folded, she couldn't cry, and cried intermittently: "Doctor Wen......, benefactor ......!" My wife...... In this life...... I have never been convinced, but today I am ......, it turns out that this world is ...... It's really ...... You are such a bodhisattva-hearted ...... Benevolent ......, your kindness...... The old woman's life...... I can't repay it, I just want ...... Be a cow and a horse ...... in the next life, and repay your kindness......"

Du Wenhao smiled and waved his hand: "No need to do this, you lie down and rest, you have to rest with me for a few days, I can use medicine, your illness is delayed for a moment, but it will be delayed for life." No kidding. ”

Feng Shi cried and agreed, and suddenly remembered something again, and said: "Earlier, in the Great Xiangguo Temple, when the Yiren Divine Doctor rescued my son, he said that regardless of life or death, it will be returned to my son in seven days." I'm going to go home and wait. ”

"That's fine, I'll send someone to send you back then."

"But what if the Alien Doctor sends my son back early, and I'm not at home?"

"This ......," Du Wenhao thought for a while, "or else, I'll send a guy to your house and wait." ”

"Thank you very much. When I came out yesterday morning, I was in a hurry and didn't lock the door, in fact, it didn't matter if I locked it or not, there was nothing valuable at home, and the tatters I picked up were also sold. ”

"Well, did you hear anything yesterday morning, before your son started to have a stomachache? Or strange things? ”

Feng Shi thought for a moment and shook his head gloomily: "I...... I don't remember. ”

Du Wenhao knew that after she learned that she was disabled at the moment, she was flustered and worried about her future life, and she was afraid that it would be difficult to recall any useful clues in this mood, so she was not reluctant, and said with relief: "It's okay, you have a good rest, I'll prescribe medicine for you." ”

Du Wenhao came to the front hall and wrote a prescription for the pharmacy shopkeeper to take the medicine according to the prescription and send it to Feng's to take. Then back to the inner house, Ah Da didn't talk to Lin Qingdai, so he asked Lin Qingdai to mask and ask Ah Da about the abdominal pain this time.

Ah Da had already woken up, lying on the bed weakly, inserting a nasal tube, and speaking with difficulty: "I don't know how it hurts, yesterday morning, I suddenly woke up from pain while I fell asleep." ”

"When did you start hurting?"

"After dawn yesterday morning."

"Did you eat anything before this?"

"I ate Wotou for dinner the night before, drank some gruel, and didn't eat anything else."

"Didn't you eat all night?"

"Hmmm! I slept until dawn, didn't wake up at night, and didn't eat. ”

"What about pills or sugar pills?"

"I haven't eaten it."

"Did you bolt the door when you slept?"

"It's bolted. I bolted it. ”

Lin Qingdai inquired in detail about Ah Da's pain, interrogated repeatedly, and couldn't ask anything else, so she came to Du Wenhao's bedroom.

Previously, Du Wenhao had extracted the rubbing of this gold nugget with glutinous rice paper, and compared it with the rubbings of the previous two gold nuggets, it was completely overlapped, apparently poured out from the same mold! Prove that the murderer is most likely the same person.

These days, the guards who sent out to visit have not found a similar gold nugget, but now they have found it in the body of a child who picks up rags, which is even more puzzling.

They were wondering who the killer might be. After Lin Qingdai came in, the three of them felt very strange after listening to Lin Qingdai's narration of the inquiry, Ah Da took out a piece of gold from his abdominal cavity because of intestinal obstruction caused by swallowing gold, but Ah Da said that the last meal was wotou and gruel, if the gold nuggets were in this, he was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, it was impossible for him to swallow the wotou without chewing, and it was impossible not to find that there were gold nuggets in the porridge, so it was almost impossible to mix it in the wotou and gruel for him to swallow.

In addition, Ah Da was only woken up in pain at dawn, and the time for intestinal obstruction caused by swallowing gold is very short, and it is impossible to swallow gold the night before and have an attack the next morning. So, the gold swallowing should be done before dawn.

Ah Da is not a fool, it is impossible for someone to pour gold nuggets and not know!

Xue Fei'er said: "Could the murderer be a martial arts master!" Point points to make Ah Da fall asleep, and then take it? ”

Lin Qingdai shook her head and said: "Being in a coma and falling asleep are two different things, the feeling is completely different, and the other party will have swelling pain in the acupoint after waking up, but I asked Ah Da carefully, and he didn't feel this way." ”

Pang Yuqin said: "The murderer was stunned with drugs, and then poured gold nuggets?" ”

Du Wenhao shook his head: "Impossible! Because if it is a decoction, then there must be a swallowing action to swallow it, and a person who is asleep has to swallow something, unless he is drunk or seriously ill, otherwise, he will definitely wake up and remember this incident. ”

Xue Fei'er said: "Could it be some kind of powder, or smell, and you will be unconscious when you ask?" ”

Du Wenhao said: "Have you ever heard of this kind of drug? ”

The three women all shook their heads in unison.

Du Wenhao said: "It's still true, if there is such a medicine, then what do we do with decoction for laparotomy treatment, can't we just smell the drug?" ”

Xue Fei'er said: "It was neither a sleeping hole nor a drug, so how did this gold nugget get into Ah Da's stomach?" Such a large nugget of gold is not a grain of rice. ”

The four of them were puzzled, and in the end, Du Wenhao slapped his thigh: "Whether it is being pointed out or overturned, in short, Ah Da woke up in pain while sleeping in the house, the murderer wants to pour gold nuggets into him, he must sneak into the room, let's investigate the scene and see if we can find clues!" Anyway, Feng said that the door of her room was unlocked, and I told her earlier that I would send someone to her house to help wait for my strange doctor to send his son back. ”

All three women laughed.

In order to avoid attracting attention from the crowd, Du Wenhao only brought Lin Qingdai and the guard Hu Yanzhong, and after asking the address, he came to Feng's house.

The house was so dilapidated that it leaked on all sides, but the cracks were not large enough to get into a person, and after examining the windows and doors, there were no signs of prying. When I entered the house, there was a foul smell, and after searching it, I didn't find anything unusual. Looking up, the roof was cut open from pine bark.

Du Wenhao asked Hu Yanzhong, the leader of the guards, to go to a neighbor's house to borrow a ladder, put it on the beam of the house and climb up to the roof, and carefully squatted on the beam of the house to check.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and there were marks of strangulation on a horizontal log on the roof in the middle!

This trace is very new, it is supposed to be a rope tie, indicating that someone uncovered the pine bark roof from here, tied the beam with a rope and hung it down, threw gold nuggets and climbed up again, arranged the straw, and then fled. This is the entrance to the site!

He carefully examined the scratches on the beam, and on one of the barbs, he found a thin white silk thread!

Beth? Did the murderer use it as a rope? Or was the murderer's dress ripped off?

Du Wenhao groaned a little and was sure that it should be used by the murderer as a rope! Because the murderer was killed in the early hours of the morning, of course, he should wear black clothes when he operates at night, and it is impossible to wear such conspicuous white.

It is impossible for ropes to be made of silk, which is made of satin. Could it be that the murderer used ribbons or satin ropes?

Who would make rope out of ribbon?

Woman! Rich woman!

Why would a rich woman poison a child who picks up rags? And is it still a way to poison the hands by swallowing gold? Moreover, the murderer did not use acupuncture points or drugs to make the other party unconscious, so what kind of method did he use to throw gold nuggets into the stomach of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child?

There are too many mysteries, and Du Wenhao can't find the thread to unravel the mystery.

He took off the silk thread, went downstairs, handed it to Lin Qingdai, and said his opinion.

Lin Qingdai looked at it over and over again, and said: "This silk thread is very special, not the silk used by ordinary people." ”

"What's that for?"

"I don't know, but it's rare. Otherwise, let's ask the silk tailor shop. ”

"Good!"

Du Wenhao and others came to the largest silk shop in the capital, showed the silk thread to the shopkeeper, and asked him what the thread was used for.

The shopkeeper called the tailor master, and after the master looked at it carefully, he smiled: "Guest officer, your silk is called Shousi, which is soaked in medicine, has good sealing, is not breathable, and is specially used on the shroud, which can prevent corpse odor." ”

"Shroud?" Du Wenhao was startled, and felt a chill in his heart, the shroud was the clothes worn by the old man when he died, and he hurriedly asked, "Is there a rope on the shroud?" The long kind? ”

"Of course, when I say shrouds, I mean all the costumes and fabrics of the funeral service. For example, the waist silk of the shroud is very long. ”

In this way, this silk is likely to come from the waist silk of the shroud.

After all these days, Du Wenhao already knows that after the ancients were old, especially the elderly who were sick, they would generally prepare coffins and shrouds for themselves in advance, so as not to die suddenly and have no time to buy them. Therefore, as long as there are elderly people in the family, there are generally shrouds, including waist silk, of course.

This discovery barely gave any indication to the case. Moreover, since this filament is on the waist and not on the dress, the murderer may be both male and female, and it is even less directional. The previous inference lost its basis, which made Du Wenhao a little frustrated.