It's just that later, her mother's accident hit her too hard, and she later chose the forensic major, and she experienced more and saw more, and slowly stopped looking forward to human nature. Naturally, I can no longer recall the love and love that I read with the crowd when I was naïve and willful.

In fact, Xu Chu didn't want to admit it for a long time, she seemed to be suffering from emotional deficiency disorder. She has no longing for love, no sense of friendship, and only devotes her energy and mind to the autopsy and solving the case.

At that time, she lived like a machine, although she could run accurately and never even make mistakes, but no matter what she faced, her heart rarely made waves.

Later, when she traveled to the Great Zhou, she and her father depended on each other, and gradually seemed to have cherished people again. It's just that, even if it's cherished, it's just family.

For people outside, whether they ask for her or dislike her, they can't arouse her emotions.

She thought that her situation would accompany her to the rest of her life. But he didn't expect that one day he would meet Xiao Qinglang and Xiao Mingzhu

Just when there was silence, Xu Chu and Aunt Chu had already carefully searched Ning Subai's room.

There is still residual incense in the incense burner, and although there are spices tied to the carved stepping bed, it is also mostly a sachet used to calm the nerves and repel mosquitoes.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, there are no problems with the spice sachets in the room."

With Aunt Chu's conclusion, Xu Chu couldn't help but be a little puzzled, could it be that she was wrong?

It's not the spices that are wrong, but the food? It's like when Junko killed the female shopkeeper before, didn't she mix that medicine into the deceased's food?

Thinking of this, she asked the housekeeper waiting outside the door, "The meals and refreshments that your family uses on weekdays are made in the kitchen of the house?" ”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Because the queen mother feels sorry for the prince and is worried that the prince will be wronged in the house, when the prince left the palace and returned to the house, she specially sent a grandmother from the imperial dining room to come with the palace people." Over the years, all the food that has entered the world has been purchased and made by them themselves. After a pause, he added, "Some time ago, after the prince was accepted into the palace, the two of them also accompanied him into the palace to serve. ”

When Xu Chu heard this, he subconsciously looked at Xiao Qinglang for verification. I saw Xiao Qinglang nodding and said, "Back then, there were a lot of filth in the Protector's Mansion, and the Queen Mother was worried that Su Bai, who was the sister-in-law, would become a thorn in Aunt Hong's side, so she specially sent a henchman to take care of her. ”

"Over the years, the monthly rules of the two of them have been allocated by the Queen Mother's palace, so they are not bound by the palace."

In other words, as long as Ning Subai was not recruited outside, it would be impossible for him to be calculated for eating in the mansion.

However, when Ning Subai eats out, most of them are accompanied by others, and he does not have a very favorite dish, so it is unlikely that someone will be given a medicine that can confuse people's minds in the meal.

What's more, Ning Subai has been in the palace for many days, if that person really uses medicine to control him, then what other way can he be drugged in the palace without knowing it? Moreover, the medicine has not yet been discovered by the imperial doctor.

Xiao Qinglang's gaze fell on the books scattered on the desk, and then glanced at the empty bookshelves behind the desk. He raised his eyebrows solemnly, and after a moment of contemplation, he asked in a deep voice, "When Ning Subai entered the palace, did he carry anything?" ”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "At that time, the little one and the servants were separated from the door, and the objects in the prince's room were all cleaned up by people from the palace who came to pick them up."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Qinglang, who had listened to it, was already a little impatient and said, "Go and call Ning through." ”

Xu Chu saw Xiao Qinglang suddenly walk to the desk, frowned tightly and played with the pages a few times with disgust on his face, and was a little puzzled, when a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind.

Immediately, she didn't bother with the issue of spices and sachets in the room anymore, just walked quickly to Xiao Qinglang's side to look over. But on the page, in addition to the scattered oil stains and snack dregs, there were several very clear finger prints at the footer

She looked back at the bookshelf behind her, and suddenly said, "It's like this, and it's ingenious." ”

Just when she sighed, Ning Tong was also brought over.

Ning Tong had already done something wrong, but now he knew that the Protector Marquis had been imprisoned for this matter, and he was even more worried. Although he didn't think that his family had done anything wrong, he never thought of letting the Protector's Mansion disperse like this

He just wanted to make the prince angry, and by the way, let Hou Ye see the true face of Aunt Hong, but he never thought that the matter would be so serious that Hou Ye was directly imprisoned. If he had known that it was so serious, he wouldn't have helped his family at that time.

In the past two days, he has been restless day and night, and he regrets and hates himself in his heart, not to mention that when he is idle, he closes his eyes and is the scene of the decline of the Hou Mansion because of himself. Therefore, after a few days of psychological torture, he looks really haggard and embarrassed at this time.

Now that he heard that the prince was going to see him for questioning, he was even more frightened, and as soon as he entered the room, his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

Xiao Qinglang glanced at him without any waves, and didn't care about his panicked appearance like chaff, but asked in a cold voice, "When your family entered the palace, did you bring some scripts?" ”

Ning Tong had made all kinds of guesses, probably because the prince had discovered the matter of his own son, or the prince had seen through the inappropriateness of the protector, so he came to ask. He thought, no matter what, since the matter has come to this point, he must not let the prince be involved in the case, if he can't bear it, he will kill himself.

But I didn't expect that as soon as the prince opened his mouth, he would ask such unrelated words.

He was stunned for a moment, and didn't have time to think about whether there was any deep meaning in the prince's words, so he just nodded and replied, "The prince likes to read these market books on weekdays, how many strange tales, or the legends of the three law divisions, and there are no such things in the palace, so before the prince entered the palace that day, he deliberately asked people to take away all his favorite books on the shelves." ”

When Xu Chu heard him say this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly beckoned to Aunt Chu, "Auntie, can you help take a look at these books if there is a problem!" ”

Chu Niang was puzzled, but her face was not revealed, and she dropped the sachet in her hand and walked over. She picked up the book, flipped through it for a while, then placed the book on the tip of her nose and sniffed it carefully, and after a moment she was stunned and said, "The paper on this page should have been soaked in psilocybin mushroom juice, and no matter how bad it is, the pen and ink that printed and dyed the book contain psilocybin mushroom juice." However, the weight is not large, so the consequences will not be too obvious, not to make people hallucinate, at most it will make people upset and irritable. ”

"Then if a small amount of entrance is contaminated from above for a long time, will it help the implementation of Zhu Youju?"

Seeing Xu Chu's solemn expression, Aunt Chu didn't ask, but just explained, "Psilocybin mushrooms are originally a commonly used medicine for witches to divination, ask questions, and send ghosts. Naturally, it is also the thing that Zhu Yushu has used the longest, so a small amount of accumulation will definitely make people's minds easy to manipulate."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Chu and Xiao Qinglang's hearts instantly confirmed their conjectures. Sure enough, Ning Subai's actions were under the control of that person.

"The color is as white as jade, even and delicate, soft and tough, it should be cotton paper. Cotton paper is mostly used to copy the tablet and post Yi ware. In addition, in bookstores and academies, some of the more elaborate prints will also use this paper, but in cases like this, it is almost never used."

Nowadays, although the papermaking technology has improved a lot compared with the previous dynasty, the excellent quality of paper such as continuous paper is still quite expensive. Normally, don't say that these books and stories that people use to pass the time are all kinds of ancient books sold in ordinary bookstores, and most of them are relatively cheap, and the front is light, the back is slightly astringent, the texture is slightly brittle, and the toughness is slightly poor.

Xu Chu listened to Xiao Qinglang's words, and his eyes immediately flashed, so it is not impossible to find new clues by following the paper.

But the point is, who is that person?

Wishing by the arts, tantric spells, living people sacrifice to ghosts

People who have a similar handwriting to the flowers, the bodies of the British Duchess and the British Duchess, and the missing child in the womb of the British Duchess

These things seem to be interlocking and confusing, but when they want to explore, they can't find a node that can connect these things.

Xiao Qinglang's gaze fell on the pages of the book, and after a moment, he looked at Ning Tong and asked, "Where did these books come from?" ”

Ning Tong was looked at by Xiao Qinglang's sharp and deep eyes, and he shrank again, and stammered: "These are the private collections of the prince, they were bought from a bookstall at the root of the south wall of the capital, and the bookstall was set up by a down-and-out scholar in the south of the city, saying that he had not been admitted to the fame and had no money to eat, so he looked for a deal at the root of the city wall to support himself." He said miserably, plus most of the books and stories on the stall, they are the most popular cases of the three law divisions mentioned by Mr. Storyteller, and there are some difficult and legendary cases, and the prince likes them very much, so he often visits them. ”

Xiao Qinglang frowned and sneered, "No brains!" ”

After that, he didn't care about Ning Tong's aggrieved face, and directly ordered Wei Guang, who was silent behind him, "Let people check where this paper came from and where these books are printed from." ”

Paper and printing are not available in ordinary bookstores. What's more, printing has always been under the jurisdiction of the government, and if you dig deeper, you will inevitably find something.

Xu Chu looked at Xiao Qinglang's cold face, and couldn't help but sigh as well.