Looking at the red lipstick on the deceased's lips, Wu Bucai and Liu Yuan stepped forward to look at it carefully for a while, but they ...... I didn't see anything special about it.

Seeing this, Lin Fei explained: "The water red has some cinnabar red and dark red, and this color of lipstick is not used much by young ladies, and more by older women. ”

Wu Bucai and Liu Yuan: "......"

Lin Shaoqing is really well-informed! In their eyes, whether it is a woman or a little lady, the color of the lipstick on the mouth is all the same red, but there is no difference.

"Find a blank piece of paper!" Lin Fei didn't plan to explain more to the two, just squatted down.

There was a white paper box, and Wu Bucai found a blank piece of paper and handed it over.

Lin Fei took the white paper and raised his hand to wipe the red lipstick off the deceased's lips.

After the lipstick was wiped off, black and purple black lips were revealed.

Seeing this, Liu Yuan secretly said, "Sure enough."

Sure enough, this man was poisoned to death.

Lin Fei looked at the red lipstick on the white paper, moved the white paper stained with lipstick to his nose and sniffed it, and after a while, he said: "Begonia flowers are mixed with the smell of jasmine and impatiens, wait for me to go back and ask my mother, there are several rouge shops in the capital that sell this kind of lipstick." ”

Liu Yuan, who watched the action, was dumbfounded, and after coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but sigh: Lin Shaoqing is really amazing! If Lin Shaoqing hadn't been here, he and Wu Bucai would have to wipe things off directly.

In this way, such important evidence is likely to be missed.

Because of the special color of the lipstick, when Wu Bucai was about to wipe the deceased's face with a wet wipe, he couldn't help but ask Lin Fei: "Lin Shaoqing, the powder on this person's face ......"

"It's everywhere, nothing special." Lin Fei waved his hand and said, "Wipe it!" ”

Wu Bucai let out an "oh" at this time, breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to wipe the makeup on the deceased's face.

When the makeup on the deceased's face was wiped clean, revealing the deceased's true face, Liu Yuan immediately raised his eyebrows and said with emotion: "This person looks good!" ”

After the terrifying makeup on his face was wiped clean, a handsome face was revealed.

Without the cover of makeup, with the big-sleeved robe and bun like the legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties, it can be called a "beautiful gentleman".

However, at the moment, the black and purple lips of this "beautiful Langjun" show that this person has been poisoned for a long time.

Wu Bucai reached out and pinched the lips of the deceased and began the autopsy.

Lin Fei stood up and didn't bother Wu Bucai, but just took the pen and paper from the hand of the messenger next to him and drew it on the deceased lying on the ground. After sketching the deceased's appearance with a few brushes, Lin Fei returned the pen and paper to the servant and walked away with the drawing paper.

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After Wen Mingtang took the rice balls away, he walked around the market, bought a lot of snacks, and returned to Dali Temple with a rock sugar gourd.

With the comfort of rock sugar gourd and snacks, Tang Yuan's mood calmed down a lot, and he was able to start talking about last night with Wen Mingtang.

"Last night, I went back as usual, because of the fog in the night, it was really gloomy and compassionate, just like the place where the ghost story happened in the book." Tang Yuan bit the rock sugar gourd and said.

Wen Mingtang lowered his head and poured the beaten raw egg liquid into the overnight rice and stirred it, and asked the rice balls while stirring: "And then?" ”

The glutinous rice balls "snapped", bit the rock sugar icing wrapped around the sugar gourd, and said: "Then I walked and walked, passing by the alley, the mist was hazy, and I couldn't even see a figure around. ”

"The shadow of the lantern flickered and flickered, like a monster, and I became more and more afraid, until I passed through the mouth of the alley, and noticed that something seemed to be coming towards me, and when I turned around, I saw the monster coming out of the painting, and then fell straight back."

When Wen Mingtang heard this, he couldn't help but glance up at the rice balls that were talking while eating the rock sugar gourd. The little girl didn't cry like she did in the morning, and her mood was calm, but the confession she said was ...... It's the same as in the morning.

She shook her head, of course she didn't have to say this confession to Liu Yuan and them, so she continued to bow her head and concentrate on digging salted duck eggs, separating the egg yolk from the egg white.

When she saw those salted duck eggs yesterday, she thought about eating slap fried rice.

Tang Yuan bit the sugar gourd on the side and exclaimed: "Master Wen, I didn't believe it before, but now I found out that there are really monsters in the world!" ”

Wen Mingtang smiled and snorted lightly, and responded casually, and after blanching the peas, carrots and shrimp, he began to make fried rice.

Pour in the vegetable oil from the pot, put the shrimp heads separated first into the pot and fry the shrimp oil, and then pour in the dug salted egg yolk, and in the egg yolk stir-frying, countless small bubbles boil in the pot.

Boiling with the bubbles, there is also the indescribable aroma of egg yolk, I was eating the glutinous rice balls of the rock sugar gourd and biting the sugar gourd, I took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the sugar gourd in my mouth was not fragrant.

Wen Mingtang stir-fried the egg yolk, poured in the overnight rice stirred with the egg mixture, stir-fried the peas and carrots again, and poured in the last wave of minced salty egg whites and shrimp.

Tang Yuan on the side held the sugar gourd in his hand and couldn't help but turn around Wen Mingtang's fried fried rice twice, and exclaimed: "Master Wen, your fried rice is too fragrant!" ”

Wen Mingtang smiled and said, "I also think this method is very fragrant, so some people call this fried rice a slap fried rice." ”

Fried rice that won't let go even if you're slapped? Tang Yuan listened to Wen Mingtang's explanation and was a little unclear, but he didn't care, but after Wen Mingtang put the fried rice out of the pot, he hurriedly put the sugar gourd in his hand aside, and Baba's found a bowl and handed it over.

Wen Mingtang came back with a bowl full of fried rice, the rice grains were distinct, evenly wrapped by shrimp head oil, egg yolk, and egg liquid, each grain was golden in color, and the rice balls couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they looked at it, and muttered: "It's golden, it seems to glow." ”

"The First Evolution"

This fried rice is not only beautiful to look at, but also delicious to eat. The sautéed shrimp oil adds a chic umami to the fried rice, the salty aroma of the salted egg yolk is mixed with the rich and amazing richness of the fried rice, and the peas, carrots, and shrimps not only add color, but also add a spoonful to the rice grains, adding a bit of richness to the taste.

Seeing that the glutinous rice balls were buried in eating, Wen Mingtang took out the steamed stewed eggs in the steamer on the side, poured a spoonful of sesame oil and a spoonful of sauce, and sprinkled some chopped green onions, and then handed over the stewed eggs.

Always fried rice, although fragrant, dry eating is always greasy, Wen Mingtang's bowl of stewed eggs came at the right time, the glutinous rice balls hurriedly took it, and the spoon dug into the smooth and non-porous stewed eggs stewed on the surface.

After a spoonful, the stewed egg is as tender as tofu, and when it is dug up, the stewed egg on the spoon can still tremble slightly like tofu.

Tang Yuan had already swallowed saliva just by looking at it, and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard a voice sound from outside.

"I didn't expect to be able to eat at dusk in advance!" Liu Yuan said to a few errand officers, stepped in with his feet, smelled the fragrance in the air, and immediately asked, "Master Wen, what are you eating today?" ”