I walked down the aisle back to my seat. The question kept on my mind - where did that green sticky juice come from?

Obviously, this thing is not some kind of drink, nor is it like the bodily fluids of humans. It smells fishy, more like some kind of animal secretion...

However, pets are not allowed on the train. And I don't really know what kind of animal secretes this green saliva.

After a while, I walked to my seat and sat down.

Professor Li was the only one left in the four-seater, and his expression at this time was not as sad as I imagined, but looked at me curiously: "Why did you only come back now?"

I sensed that his expression was a little unnatural, and I replied softly, "I just went to examine the body to see what clues I could find to help solve the case." ”

Professor Li was stunned for a moment and asked me, "Hasn't that countryman already been caught?" ”

"He's not a murderer." I spat out these words decisively, and my eyes fixed on Professor Li's face.

"What?!" Professor Li looked a little nervous, he looked at me and said, "Did you find anything?" ”

I slowly sat down in my chair and wiped the tip of my nose, "Hmm... There is indeed a little discovery. ”

"Really? Did you find a clue?" Professor Li looked at me eagerly.

Inadvertently, I noticed that his hands on his knees were trembling slightly.

Judging by his excited appearance, he should be very concerned about his tragic wife, so he wants to find the murderer as soon as possible.

I took off my glasses and put them in my backpack, and said hesitantly, "Actually... I don't know if that's a clue or not - I just found a green liquid in the bathroom that smells bad. ”

I'm not going to hide this clue, because he's the husband of the deceased and a scholar, so he might recognize it.

"Green liquid?" Professor Li looked at me with a puzzled expression, "Ferrous chloride solution, ferrous sulfate solution and ferrous nitrate solution are all green. But none of these solutions have a foul smell. So this thing shouldn't be a chemical..."

I nodded and continued, "Could it be something secreted by the human body?"

"Impossible." Professor Li vetoed me without hesitation, and did not have the patience to explain to me, and did not seem to have much interest in the topic, "Do you have any other discoveries?" ”

"Not yet." I shook my head slightly, "But your lady should have died from a sharp weapon." Controlled knives are not allowed on trains. Although it is not known how the murderer brought the murder weapon up, after the police get into the car, they can find out who the murderer is by searching carefully. ”

"That's good," Professor Li looked at the table. His eyes were a little distracted, as if he was thinking about something.

On the small square table were half of the uncle's pancakes, as well as the dark red purple sand water cup that the woman used to drink tea before.

It is a cylindrical teacup, small and delicate, with a very delicate pattern engraved on it. It looked like a work of art, but it was in keeping with the woman's identity.

I clutched my backpack in my arms and gently pulled open a slit, hoping to find something with the help of the glazed glass.

To my disappointment, the Glazed Glass Disc only emitted a faint blue light, not mixed with the rest of the light.

Maybe it's because there are no evil things in this carriage, or maybe it's because the crowd is too dense to hide the evil aura, all in all, the glass cup doesn't play a role.

Moreover, since Mu Lao left the ghost lamp, I vaguely felt that the light of the dark glass lamp had faded a lot. Correspondingly, the effect of the Dark Glass Jar has also weakened a little.

I reluctantly closed my backpack and turned my head to look at the passengers in my field of vision, hoping to see if I could see anything from the crowd.

Professor Li looked at the table for a moment, then reached out and picked up the purple sand teacup.

Looking at his gaze, he should still be thinking about his wife, whose body is not cold.

I couldn't bear to disturb him, so I didn't speak.

Professor Li slowly raised the teacup to his lips.

His lips slowly poked into the teacup.

I don't know how much water is left in the cup, so it's not clear if he drank it in his mouth.

At this time, he suddenly put down the teacup and smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste: "Alas, this tea is already cold." ”

With that, he raised his hand to open the window and spilled the water from the cup.

At this moment, his right hand suddenly trembled, as if slipping, and the purple sand water cup in his hand was also thrown out.

"Hey, the teacup is off!" I hurriedly reminded him.

"Oops!" Professor Li exclaimed, "Oh no, I'm really out of heads. ”

He sighed and looked out the window reproachfully: "This teacup is my wife's favorite thing, how could I be so careless and lose it!"

The train is making its way through the mountains. The water cup fell into the ditch outside along with the splash, and it was impossible to pick it up again.

Looking at the silver light streaked outside, I really felt strange in my heart, Professor Li's behavior made me feel unusual.

There is obviously a trash can next to the sink, not far from here. What's more, the relevant regulations of the train do not allow passengers to throw debris out of the window. As a high-level intellectual with a head and a face, how could he behave so rudely?

Moreover, he did give me the impression that he was a polite and elegant scholar, but now he has lost his mind.

Maybe he was too upset because his wife died suddenly.

I sighed, stopped talking to Professor Li, and decided to calm him down.

For the next ten minutes, I kept observing the passengers around me.

Most of the passengers were napping, some were chatting. The brutal murder that happened twenty minutes ago made their expressions a little gloomy, and their hearts must have been heavy.

The atmosphere in the carriage became oppressive.

I turned my head to look at the guy behind me who called himself Zhang Da, who was sleeping with his head up.

I'll have to rely on him to show me the way later, but I can't lose him.

At this moment, a bloated body suddenly came over from the seat next to me.

The vacant seat to my right was originally my uncle's seat, but he is now locked up.

I turned my head and saw that it was the old woman with a white scarf sitting over.

There was a heavy smell of toilet water on her body, and I couldn't help but sneeze twice.

I was very close to her, so I looked at her a few times and realized that there was something strange about her body.

The old woman's upper body was thin, and her flabby, furrowed skin was tightly wrapped around her bones. But her stomach was very bloated, as if she had stuffed dozens of catties of cotton.

This is obviously not the body that an old man should have, but more like a unit leader with a big belly. I wonder if she has some kind of illness.

"Old man, what are you doing here again?" I asked, rubbing my nose and pouting.

"Don't try to lie to me!" The old woman reached out and grabbed my wrist and said viciously, "You are a demon!" You're the murderer!"

Looking at her gritted teeth, it was like longing to eat my flesh raw.

Professor Li, who was on the other side, changed his face and hurriedly asked, "Old man, what did you just say?"

Seeing that there was about to be a misunderstanding, I quickly explained: "Don't believe her nonsense, she's just a superstitious crazy woman." ”

The old woman shouted angrily, "What you say is nonsense! Everybody has been deceived by you!"

Professor Li glanced at me lightly, there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes, and he said softly: "I believe that this friend is not that kind of person, old man, you don't want to have no evidence."

Wronged a good man?"

The old woman stared at me and squeezed a few words out of her throat: "If you really aren't the murderer, let me check what you're doing." ”

"You ..." I was a little annoyed, suspecting that this old thing had come here on purpose to mess around. Why should I let you check it?"

Professor Li glanced at the backpack in my arms and said to the old woman, "It's not good to check other people's things like this. ”

The old woman snorted coldly, pointed to my backpack and shouted, "You really don't dare to let me check the backpack, there is definitely a murder weapon hidden in it!"

Her voice was so loud that it drew the eyes of the passengers around her to me.

The passengers heard the old woman's words clearly, and their faces showed frightened expressions.

"Wouldn't it? Didn't she have to help solve the case before? "Could it be that he is the murderer?... Why don't you call the conductor over...""This guy is pretending to look like this. ”

The passengers looked at me suspiciously, talking.

The old woman took the opportunity to raise her voice a lot, pointed at me and shouted, "Everyone should be careful of this guy! The murder weapon was in his backpack!"

"Ahh Someone in the crowd screamed, and even one passenger had already left his seat and ran towards the position of the staff lounge, apparently to call the conductor.

Seeing that I was about to become the actual murderer, Professor Li hurriedly said to me:

"Little friend, you should quickly check the backpack for them, otherwise things will really get bigger. I believe you are not a murderer. ”

I took a deep breath and didn't speak, my face as calm as water.

An aunt on the right shouted, "You speak! Take out your backpack and check it out for us!"

The guy behind her stood up and smiled: "I don't think you dare!"

Several strong men directly rolled up their sleeves and looked like they were gearing up. Their dusty clothes looked like workers at the construction site. "If you don't take out the backpack again, then you will default to yourself as the murderer, so don't blame us for being rude!"

I pressed my hands with my backpack a little harder, ignored their words, and turned my head to look out the window.

Backpacks are certainly impossible for them to check. Now this situation is not clear at all, and the more you explain yourself, the greater your disgust.

"This kid is taking our words like a fart!" A roar erupted from the crowd. "He's the murderer!"

"Give me the bag!" The old woman is like a hungry wolf, and she comes and snatches my backpack with her hands outstretched.

"Get out of the way!"

I glared at it and raised my right hand to push it on her shoulder.

The old woman's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell to the ground with a stumble.

I didn't exert all my strength when I remembered that she was an old man, but the old woman shouted as if she had been greatly wronged: "The murderer has beaten people!"

"What are you doing!" Several men around me stood up "rubbing", as if they were going to come and beat me.

Professor Li stood up anxiously and looked at me with red eyes: "Young man, you can't really hide anything in your backpack, right?"

"Why should I let you check it?!" I glanced at the passenger lightly, "I'm not a murderer at all, don't be misled by others!"

The aunt shouted: "Since you are not a murderer, let them see what is in your backpack, otherwise how can you prove your innocence!"

"Nope." I shook my head decisively. I don't have the slightest room for compromise in this matter.

There was a glass cup in the backpack, and my strange ghost-hunting magic weapon, and now there were many people and passengers, and if they saw the contents of my backpack, I would most likely reveal my identity.

And even if I don't have anything in my backpack, there's no way I'm going to let someone search my stuff at will!

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