Of course, Lin Fengmian couldn't tell him that he had rushed over to wait because he knew that there would be a death case at the dinner, not only did this make no sense, but the existence of the night watchman was also a highest-level secret, and no one of the star level personnel under the Thousand Birds could not reveal a word to the outside world.

Scratching the back of his head, Lin Fengmian smiled awkwardly and explained, "No, no, I'm because I'm a friend of whoever is, and I heard that Mr. Xue Lingai celebrates his birthday today, so I will join in the fun, hehehehe~"

"Whose friend?" The man is unrelenting.

"Old man, your VIP is still lying on the ground, do you want to settle his affairs first?"

At the critical moment, Zhang Wulie relieved Lin Fengmian, he pointed to Peter Qian on the ground, and asked angrily.

James Xue wanted to find out why Lin Fengmian had sneaked into the dinner today, but it seemed more important to solve Peter Qian's murder first...... After a moment of silence, James Xue gave up his position and said to the dead man on the ground who made a gesture of invitation to Lin Fengmian.

"That'...... Let's take a look at the detective who bothers Chidori. ”

Phew, fortunately, everything is back on track.

Lin Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and threw a grateful look at Zhang Wulie - to tell the truth, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of this person who interrupted his gorgeous appearance, Lin Fengmian would not have fallen to the point of being questioned by the male owner in front of everyone, but no matter what, someone else would help him out of the siege if something happened...... I still have to thank you.

This mood lasted until Lin Fengmian learned Zhang Wulie's true identity.

Let's get back to the case.

After making a little fuss, everyone was quiet at this time, Chidori's name is world-famous, and its detectives have made great contributions, and these guys who have mixed in high society naturally understand that since there are professionals present now, the cause of Peter Qian's death and whether there is a murderer should be revealed soon.

After all, it seems that the Chidori Detective in front of him seems to be in his chest?

Don't say it, it's true.

Regarding the sudden death of someone at the banquet, Lin Fengmian had been secretly observing since just now, and now he got the initiative, he didn't talk nonsense, cleared his throat and continued his previous questioning.

"So...... Let's turn our attention back to the case, and as I just said, among you...... Is there anyone who is particularly familiar with the deceased? ”

"Everyone here knows Mr. Qian, his singing voice and acting skills have impressed all of us, if Mr. Detective has anything you want to ask, just ask directly, I can answer you on your behalf."

James Xue picked up the conversation with his cane and said calmly.

"Okay." Lin Fengmian nodded, "It's nothing special, I just want to know, Peter Qian, uh, how is Mr. Qian's physical condition on weekdays?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Well, did he have any hidden physical diseases during his lifetime? For example, what are you allergic to...... Or a bad heart or something? ”

Hearing this, James Xue glanced at Lin Fengmian suspiciously, then looked back at the people behind him, and then turned around and asked, "What does Mr. Detective mean...... Mr. Qian died in an accident? ”

He remembered that the man had asked his security captain just now, and the meaning seemed to be questioning whether the accident was really murder.

"Ah, that's hard to say." Lin Fengmian frowned and paced a few steps beside Peter Qian, and said quietly, "For now, Mr. Qian did die in an accident......

"What kind of accident?"

"Alcoholism."

Everyone present suddenly realized when they heard Lin Fengmian's words, everyone thought that there was some kind of perverted murderer at the dinner party, and they were engaged in it for a long time...... It turns out that Peter Qian died of alcohol poisoning by himself?

"I remember what you said...... James Xue gasped when he heard this, and looked relieved, he put his cane on his pestle and said slowly, "Mr. Qian likes fine wine and beautiful women the most on weekdays, and he often gets drunk like mud. ”

"Oh? Have a history of alcoholism? ”

"Yes, everybody knows that."

"Hmm......" Lin Fengmian listened to the man's words, and pondered for a moment before he said, "It's not easy to do this......

"What's wrong? Mr. Detective? If Mr. Qian did die of alcoholism, then there is no such thing as a murder suspect, and when the detective comes and takes his body back for autopsy, will there be anything difficult to do? ”

Lin Fengmian's expression made James Xue very incomprehensible, since it was an accident, what else could there be a tricky problem?

"Ah, that's fine." Lin Fengmian smiled and explained, "In general, people who die after drinking, alcohol is often the trigger, and excessive drinking is especially likely to cause diseases in other parts of the body, and then cause death......

"So what Mr. Detective wanted to ask just now was, did Mr. Qian have a habit of taking drugs at the same time when he was drinking?"

"That's right, drugs such as cephalosporins or metronidazole, so that the drug reaction is more likely to cause death, and the same is true for asking about underlying diseases...... However, there are many types of clinical manifestations of death from alcohol, and if you want to determine whether it is a direct death caused by alcohol, you can only infer it without an autopsy...... Of course, the most common cause is alcohol-induced heart disease. ”

Lin Fengmian briefly popularized the cause of alcohol death, and James Xue nodded again and again after hearing this, and said, "Then let the forensic doctors in the city solve it, there is Mr. Detective Lao." ”

"Huh? I'm not done yet. Lin Fengmian shook his head slightly, and returned to the male host, "The specific cause of death will not be known until the autopsy, but the prisoner ......."

"Prisoners?" No one, including James Sher, understood.

"Yes. Prisoner. Lin Fengmian looked around the entire banquet hall and said quietly, "This is a murder case of disguising the deceased as alcoholism." ”

"Mr. Detective, where does this come from?"

Lin Fengmian's conclusions made James Xue deeply surprised, but when the final result was revealed, the man in his forties still couldn't hold back, and asked in a trembling voice, seeming to ...... It seems that he has not yet recovered from the shock.

"It's easy." Lin Fengmian smiled, pointed to the position of the inner pocket of Peter's coat and said, "Look at the things in the pocket of the deceased." ”

Not only James Xue, but even Zhang Wulie and Mrs. Xue on the side also approached when they heard this, and the three of them looked in the direction that Lin Fengmian was pointing, Zhang Wulie grinned, "Hehe, I didn't expect there to be such key evidence." ”

"That's right." Lin Fengmian tilted his head and glanced at it again, and then reminded the three of them, "If you are not mistaken, it should be an anti-hangover, right?" It seems that Mr. Qian attaches great importance to today's dinner, and is worried that he will drink too much and cause trouble to others, so he even prepares hangover medicine. ”

"But even if you have it...... There's no way to stop the accident from happening, huh? "It was James Sheer who asked the question.

"It's definitely not an accident, Mr. Qian and Mr. Qian have always been in good health, even if they like to drink, even if they get drunk every time...... But he, but he-"

Before Lin Fengmian could answer, Mrs. Xue on the side rushed to open her mouth and choked up, but unfortunately before she finished speaking, the conversation was angrily cut off by her husband.

"Shut up!" James Xue touched the ground with his cane again and again, cutting off his wife's words, the old man calmed down his excitement a little, and turned his head to Lin Fengmian again.

"Mr. Detective, if Mr. Qian was murdered...... Then I'd like to hear your reasoning. ”

"It's simple, it's just ......" Lin Fengmian smiled slightly, put his hands on the back of his head, and said.

"I hope you can tell me about the fifteen minutes before Mr. Qian falls to the ground...... What happened? ”