Early the next morning, Wu Qiong's face was swept away.

He walked into the dining room with a red face, so relaxed that he could even hum a tune-out tune.

Bai Shuang's sharp eyes scanned Wu Qiong's body a few times, and the more he looked at Wu Qiong's state today, the more wrong it became.

Bai Shuang has seen the surveillance in the Camellia Girl's room, and the Camellia Girl didn't leave the room all night yesterday.

But Wu Qiong's face was full of spring breeze, and at first glance, he had a happy night with a little fox spirit last night.

Bai Shuang really couldn't figure it out this time. When did a master emerge in the whale fall city, who was able to evade her Bai Shuang's surveillance, come and go freely, and enter and exit Wu Qiong's room at will.

"Daddy." Bai Shuang asked coldly, "Which lonely ghost did you encounter last night?" ”

Wu Qiong smiled very proudly, as if he was showing off: "Shuang'er, let me tell you, I feel that the golden pill has begun to form in my body. ”

"Huh?" Bai Shuang looked at Wu Qiong like a mentally handicapped child, "You have only lived for a hundred years?" Have you learned how to Bigu? Have you learned Edgeworth? You won't know either, what do you take to get a golden pill? ”

Wu Qiong stretched out his arms and showed it to his daughter quite confidently: "I have recently opened the dimensional wall, and I can summon the undead at a certain time. ”

The corners of Bai Shuang's mouth twitched twice, and Wu Qiong began to have intermittent brain convulsions again.

"I'm telling the truth!" Wu Qiong said seriously, "I saw your father last night. ”

Bai Shuang's expression froze, and his originally disdainful face instantly increased a little expectation. "What did he tell you?"

He said to me......" Wu Qiong's words came to his lips, and he quickly swallowed back the words when he thought that something was wrong.

Last night, Wu Qiong checked with Bai Qing about one thing and confirmed that President Chang was not killed by Bai Shuang. This made Wu Qiong very relieved, but Wu Qiong couldn't say this conversation as it was.

Otherwise, Bai Shuang would definitely break out on the spot and beat Wu Qiong all over the ground to find his teeth.

Bai Shuang was raised by Wu Qiong himself, how could Wu Qiong suspect that his baby daughter was a murderer!

Wu Qiong had an idea and lied and said, "He said he didn't like camellias." ”

"Cut!" Bai Shuang rolled his eyes, "I'm still thinking that you really broke through the dimensional wall, it turns out that you are talking in a dream." ”

As he was talking, Zhuang Mo walked in with a smile.

"Little Black Brother!" Bai Shuang instantly put on a gentle and cute face, and greeted his little boyfriend and said, "Did you have breakfast?" Come and eat with me! ”

Zhuang Mo smiled dumbfoundedly and said, "I've already eaten it." Is Daochang Wu free today? My master has found some new clues, and he wants to come over and ask you a few more questions. ”

Wu Qiong nodded. His face was calm and breezy, but his heart was turbulent.

He wanted to confirm that what Bai Qing said to him last night was somewhat credible.

If what Bai Qing said was true, then Officer Huang would definitely discuss the results of President Chang's autopsy today.

If things really developed according to Bai Qing's prediction, then the Bai Qing that Wu Qiong saw last night was indeed Bai Qing's own deity, not the phantom that Wu Qiong imagined when he dreamed.

Although Wu Qiong has not yet mastered the method of summoning the undead, as long as the deceased ancestor has appeared once, he will definitely be able to appear again in the future.

Can't wait, eager to try, Wu Qiong was so excited that his heart was scratching. He wanted to make a verification as soon as possible, to verify whether he had really broken through the dimensional wall and whether he could communicate with people from the Yin and Yang worlds.

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Walking into the living room again, everything was exactly the same as last week.

Two policemen, one old and one young, sat in the living room. Wu Qiong entered the door quietly, and then sat quietly opposite the two policemen.

Huang Peiyu drew a screen in the air and said: "Wu Daochang has been a surgeon for hundreds of years, I don't know how much Wu Daochang knows about forensic autopsies?" ”

It's coming, it's coming! The plot is finally here!

Wu Qiong was secretly happy in his heart, Bai Qingcheng didn't deceive him!

Thanks to Wu Qiong's hard practice of abstinence for hundreds of years, even if he was happy in his heart, he could still maintain a calm expression on his face.

"When people die, not all autopsies are done by forensic doctors. The pathology department of the hospital does no less autopsy than the forensic doctor, and I have done a pathological autopsy for several years before. ”

Huang Peiyu didn't say much, and directly pushed the screen in his hand to Wu Qiong's side.

A translucent light and shadow fluttered in front of him, and Wu Qiong immediately focused his gaze on the forensic autopsy report.

After five minutes of reading, Wu Qiong had a vague guess in his heart.

Bai Qing was right, as long as he saw the autopsy results, Wu Qiong would definitely be able to deduce the real cause of President Chang's death.

Huang Peiyu sat across from her and said, "I didn't study medicine, so I didn't understand what was written on the autopsy report. On the day of the incident, President Tsuneko did not drink alcohol, but he had alcohol in his blood. He didn't have a needle in his body, and the alcohol couldn't have been injected into his veins with a needle. ”

Wu Qiong looked at the autopsy report and asked, "How do you know that President Chang didn't drink alcohol on the day he died?" ”

Huang Peiyu: "I asked the forensic doctor, and there is no alcohol in President Chang's stomach or small intestine. ”

Wu Qiong: "Alcohol does not necessarily enter the bloodstream from the stomach and small intestine. ”

Huang Peiyu: "I also asked the forensic doctor about this. Forensic colleagues said that if President Tsuneko rinsed his mouth with alcohol before his death, a very small amount of alcohol would enter the bloodstream through his mouth. But that amount is too small to be fatal. ”

Wu Qiong pushed the screen back to Huang Peiyu: "The human digestive tract is 7 meters long. In addition to the mouth, stomach, and small intestine, the human digestive tract also includes the esophagus, large intestine, and rectum. ”

Wu Qiong pointed to the screen that flew back in front of Huang Peiyu and said, "This forensic doctor you invited is too young and inexperienced. He only checked whether President Chang's rectum was intact, but did not check whether there was any alcohol residue in it. ”

Wu Qiong glanced at the time again and said, "96 hours have passed since the time of death, and there is no point in doing a breathalyzer test now." If my inference is correct, the alcohol in President Tsune's blood enters his body from the rectum. ”

Huang Peiyu was puzzled: "How did this happen?" ”

Wu Qiong: "I've lived a long time, and I've definitely seen more strange things than you." At the end of the 20th century, there was a carnival ritual in Europe, the chocolate bomb.

"The content of chocolate is very low, there is only one drop in a chocolate, and it is also a low-alcohol wine. But this drop of wine is enough to kill. ”

Huang Peiyu listened carefully. Originally, he just wanted to test Wu Qiong, so he deliberately showed the forensic report to Wu Qiong, so as to observe Wu Qiong's reaction.

didn't expect Wu Qiong to popularize a knowledge he had never heard of, since there were free classes to listen to, Huang Peiyu was naturally willing to listen to it.

Wu Qiong said seriously: "The human digestive tract is seven meters long, and most of the blood in the digestive tract will flow back to the liver, allowing the liver to detoxify. A lot of what we eat is poisonous, and we can live for decades without dying, all by liver detoxification. Alcohol, for example, is a poison.

"But when our ancestors evolved, they evolved according to normal logic. The ancestors only thought that food would come in from the mouth and out of the buttocks. The ancestors never thought that some people would play the other way around, and some people would have to eat the food from their buttocks.

"The food that is eaten from the buttocks does not enter the liver for detoxification after being absorbed, but flows directly back to the heart with the blood. This is known as the chocolate bomb, and some young people had to stuff chocolate into their rectum and experience the feeling of being poisoned by a drop of wine. ”

(Xiao Han has something to say: this game is not made up by Xiao Han, and this kind of death play is currently very popular in some European and American middle schools.) Cherish life, stay away from death! ）