Chen Ying's demeanor was calm, she regarded the smell as nothing, bent down to look at the injuries on the corpse's face, and asked Pei Shu: "What kind of poison did she have?" ”

The way this nameless woman died was full of weirdness.

Pei Shu shook his head with a calm face: "I don't know yet." Lao Jiu and I found some friends in the Tao, and we said everything, but there was no conclusion. ”

His brows were deeply furrowed, and his pupils were as cold as ice: "However, there is one place where their rhetoric is very consistent, that is, the time of this poison should be relatively long, from poisoning to death, I am afraid that it will take two or three hours, or it may be longer." ”

"So long?" Chen Ying was slightly curious, her clear eyes raised, and she glanced at Pei Shu: "Is there such a poison in this world?" ”

"Yes." Pei Shu is very determined.

As soon as he talked about the right thing, he was not at ease at all, and waved his big hand a few times: "There are many strange people and strange things on the rivers and lakes, I have been walking around for many years, and I don't know how many I have encountered, and some strange poisons are unimaginable, it is simply ......."

He sighed, raised his hand and stabbed the jade crown on his bun, with a look of disdain and a little disgust: "There are a lot of these messy things, and it doesn't make much sense to talk about them." ”

At this point, he tapped his chin on the nameless female corpse again, and his expression was indifferent: "In short, this woman has lived for several hours after being poisoned, and this should be correct." I think she should have been poisoned elsewhere, maybe the murderer did it, and later, the murderer took her to Liu Pan's house and let the two of them die together. ”

At this point, his eyebrows have wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

Frankly speaking, this speculation is far-fetched by himself.

However, if this is not the case, what does the murderer mean?

Could it be that the murderer wanted to fake the appearance that Liu Pan and this woman killed each other?

While Pei Shu was thinking, Chen Ying also thought about it.

What she thinks is that the affairs of the rivers and lakes of the Great Chu Dynasty are also a bit legendary, such a mysterious poison, just by smelling it, you can imagine the rivers and lakes.

She shook her head, put her thoughts aside, and continued to examine the rolled flesh.

Although the flesh and skin are rotten and unformed, if you look carefully, you can see the veins.

It's a knife wound.

Knife wounds were scattered all over the face, and there was barely a single intact piece of skin to be found.

Chen Ying didn't get tired of it, didn't like it, and examined all the knife wounds, and then let out a soft "huh".

Pei Shu raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth, but closed it again.

From his point of view, a side face can be seen, although it is covered by a mask, the frowning eyebrows and calm eyes are clearly distinguishable.

Pei Shu knew that this was Chen Ying pondering, so it was better for him not to disturb.

At this time, the contemplation between Chen Ying's eyebrows and eyes had turned solemn.

These knife wounds are extremely strange.

"Ah Shu, can you bring a few more candlesticks, I want to take a closer look at her face." She turned to the other side, her head hanging very low, strands of hair almost touching the rotting flesh.

Pei Shu quickly brought a few large candlesticks and illuminated the bedside brightly.

Chen Ying didn't care about thanking him, but immediately pointed the face of the corpse towards the light source, carefully observed the wounds on it, and then walked to the side of the bed, picked up the deceased's hands, and looked at it carefully.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the occasional burst of a candle, which "snapped" and returned to silence.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Ying finally stood up straight and looked at Pei Shu.

At that moment, there was a rare trace of confusion in her usually calm eyes.

"The knife wound on the deceased's face was made by herself." She muttered, as if to herself.

Pei Shu was taken aback.

Did the woman scratch her face herself?

How is this possible?

"You said she did it herself? This woman's own hands? He subconsciously asked, and the volume was raised a few points.

It's not that he doesn't believe Chen Ying, it's that the news is so shocking that he can't turn it around for a while.

Chen Ying nodded slightly, and her tone was very affirmative: "That's true." ”

After that, she raised the left hand of the female corpse and said, "Let me first tell you about the hand of this nameless woman." Through the observation of the epidermis of the hands, I found two clues: first, this woman knows martial arts; Secondly, she is left-handed. ”

"Oh?" Pei Shu walked over, still with a shocked look on his face.

Chen Ying spread out the palm of the deceased's hand and motioned for him to observe closely: "Although it is a little rotten, the cocoon in her palm is still quite obvious, especially the tiger's mouth, index finger and middle finger, the cocoon is very thick, I personally think that this is formed by holding weapons for many years." ”

She put down the left hand of the female corpse, raised her right hand again, exposed the palm part, and continued: "Looking at her right hand again, not only are the calluses thinner, but also evenly distributed under the root of the fingers, and there are no calluses at the tiger's mouth and joints. From this, it can be seen that the woman is left-handed. ”

After a pause, she added: "In addition, you also said that the poison in her body is very strange, and it has not been found out until now, but it can be seen that this poison is rare and not available for real." From this, I guess that this woman is probably a Jianghu person. ”

Pei Shu touched his chin and frowned: "Then how can you conclude that she scratched her face by herself?" ”

"Let's start with a demo on that." Chen Ying was prepared, handed over the charcoal pen, and took out a page from the work bag: "Suppose this charcoal is a knife, and this paper is a face, if you want to use a knife to scratch this 'face', what will you do?" ”

Pei Shu held the charcoal, his face was dazed, and his body did not move.

He was still surprised by what Chen Ying said, and he still couldn't turn around for a while.

Chen Ying bent his eyes at him, and the white paper in his hand sounded softly: "Ah Shu doesn't have to think too much, this is just a simple demonstration, just use the most convenient way for you to make the 'knife'." However, please keep in mind that this 'face' must be completely scratched, and it must not be called recognizable. ”

This time, Pei Shu finally reacted.

"I see." He took a charcoal pen and stabbed the jade crown on the bun, and said, "Just do it in the best way I can do it, can it?" ”

"How easy it is." Chen Ying said with a smile.

Pei Shu nodded, held the charcoal back, tried the direction, and grinned: "I'm used to holding a knife like this." ”

Chen Ying held up the blank paper: "Yes, please start." ”

Pei Shu stopped talking, holding the pen like a knife, and stabbing his hand.

"Wipe", there was a soft sound, and a black line suddenly appeared on the paper, but it was Pei Shu who "stabbed" the first "knife".

He grasped it very accurately, and when he swiped it, the white paper only floated upwards an inch, and then fell again.

"What a coincidence." Chen Ying couldn't help but praise.

Pei Shu seemed to be encouraged, and continued to draw "knife marks".

When acting, he kept in mind Chen Ying's words, and took "completely scratching the other party's face" as the righteousness, first from the top right to the bottom left, several times diagonally, and then crossed in the opposite direction, from the top left to the bottom right, and then stroked several times.

Later, he changed to holding the pen in his forehand, drawing a number of black lines from top to bottom, and at the end, he crossed horizontally from left to right, and finally closed the momentum.