"He's dead." Qu Yong saw that Lu Peony was still doing the last chest compressions on Professor Liu. I can't bear it. Stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let it go. Let him go in peace."

Lu Peony shook his shoulders. shook Qu Yong's hand away skillfully. Said: "Yes. What are you here for? Don't you have to accompany that mature and beautiful tigress?"

Qu Yong was slightly startled. Secretly: "I didn't expect her martial arts to be good. Looks like it's on this island. Everyone's not to be underestimated."

He said, "I've heard there's something going on here. So come and have a look."

Lu Peony said: "You also like to watch the excitement."

Qu Yong said: "I don't like to watch lively. I just came over to see what I could do to help. What about you. Are you familiar with Professor Liu?"

"I'm not familiar..."Lu Peony said: "I'm a doctor. It is my duty to heal and save people. I told you. For any patient. I'll take care of it to the end."

Qu Yong looked at his surroundings. "Yes. How did Professor Liu die.."

Lu Peony said: "On the surface. He committed suicide by slitting his wrists."

Qu Yong asked, "On the surface."

Lu Peony said: "If you want to determine the cause of death. Dissection is required."

"Hmm."

"Come and see here......" Widow Flower's voice came through the study. She seems to have found something. In the originally charming and touching voice. There was a slight trembling.

"I'll go take a look." Qu Yong said to Lu Peony.

"Hmph. Sao Fox. I can't leave for a while..."Lu Peony stretched out his arms and stopped in front of Qu Yong. "Do you have to mess around with her?"

Qu Yong touched his nose. "I just went to her house and had a drink. That's it......"

Lu Peony Yixi. "That's it."

Qu Yong smiled: "How about that. We just had a drink. I heard shouts outside. So they rushed over together."

Lu Peony said angrily: "I just drank a cup.. If you hadn't heard the shouts. You don't want to end it yet."

Qu Yong said: "Her family's wine is good. If there is no shouting. I should have had two more drinks."

"Phew. It stinks." Lu Peony stomped his foot. "Her wine stinks.,"

"Really." Qu Yong said: "You have also drunk.."

"I haven't drunk it." Lu Peony said disgustedly.

"Hey... What are you talking about? Xiao Yong. Come over quickly......" The flower widow saw that Qu Yong hadn't gone over. He urged again.

"I'll take a look. Something could be wrong..."Qu Yong rushed to the study. The flower widow's complexion is not good-looking. She stared blankly at something on the desk.

"What's wrong. What do you see?"

"Look what this is." Flower widow with one hand covering her little mouth. The other pointed to a piece of rice paper on the table in front of her. Said.

"Dead" Qu Yong looked at her fingers. I saw it on the white rice paper. There was a big word "death". And this "dead" word. It is not written in calligraphy. It's actually made up entirely of bee corpses.

A "dead" word. A total of six strokes. There are 32 bees in total. Neatly arranged. It's like 32 bees that someone deliberately found. On rice paper in this study. Lay down a "dead" son.

This bee. Apparently similar to what Qu Yong saw in the bathroom. It should be the one that Professor Liu kept in captivity. Could it be that this "dead" word. Is it also Professor Liu's own arrangement?

"He wasn't before committing suicide. Putting such a dead word on himself. It's just a matter of place. Still indicated."

In addition to this word "dead" on the desk. There are also some manuscripts. Qu Yong took a general look. It's all Professor Liu's pen words. His handwriting is scribbled. It's not a professional biological research manuscript. It's his daily itinerary on this forbidden island.

Other words. He made arrangements for each day of his life. Arrange a variety of activities throughout the Forbidden Island. Apparently. This Professor Liu is not a person who stays at home all day. Instead, he arranges outdoor activities for himself every day. Or shrimp fishing. Or a beast hunter. Or look at the birds. But the main thing is that he has eight beehives on this island. He's going to take care of it.

"Wait. I'm going to talk about the place. You're going to draw a route map of his daily itinerary on the island." Qu Yong looked at it for a while. It seems that something is a little strange. He took a pen from the pen holder and handed it to the flower widow. Said.

Because he is not familiar with the specific places on this island. So this picture can only be painted by widows. The latter took the pen. "Okay."

Professor Liu's route was quickly drawn. It happens to be an Arabic numeral "8". It's only eight days. Eight days later. Just a loop. On the ninth day I went back to the place of the first day.

Cycle. Over the years. It's all exactly the same. And rain or shine. It has never changed.

Qu Yong muttered, "There is such a person in the world. His life is too old-fashioned."

The flower widow said, "You're right. He's a dull man. On this island. Even those who scold me for being a ** man. But when I turned around. They still can't help but sneak it in. Look at my ass. Only this Professor Liu he never will. in his eyes. It seems that there is no woman in sight. Except for bees. He couldn't see anyone else."

Qu Yong found that the more he knew. You will feel that this one Professor Liu is peculiar.

The flower widow said: "Before when he was still alive. Although I think this person is weird, I haven't noticed it yet. He doesn't have so many secrets in him."

Qu Yong said: "Now you think he. . . Could it be the owner of the island. If he is the owner of the island. So to whom did he pass the throne of the owner of the island to before he died. If he is not the owner of the island. Then he's just a weirdo."

"He only has bees as his friends. Talk less to people. How can you inherit the position of the island master?"

Qu Yong kept looking at Professor Liu's daily schedule. He suddenly patted his head and said, "8. Isn't this 8 just the route for bees to go out to collect honey? It's called the figure 8 dance. It seems that this person really has an indissoluble fate with bees."

The figure-of-eight dance is a technique used by bees to tell their companions the direction of the source of the honey. Bees rely on the sun to discern their direction. Among them, it relies on the three points of the beehive, the honey collection site and the sun. It can be said that it is a language unique to bees. Similar to the tentacles of ants.

"You say so. I remembered it too. You say his house doesn't look like a beehive." The flower widow also came to her senses immediately. Lost voice.

Honeycomb. The place where bees live is called a hive. It also happens to be hexagonal.

He lives like a beehive. Ordinary daily behavior is also imitated by bees. Is he a man or a bee?

Professor Liu is certainly personal. He looks like a man. Able to speak human language. How can it not be human. But he behaved like a bee. Is he a bee that has become a sperm?

If you have an imaginative home, such as Pu Songling's home. There are bound to come up with a lot of beautiful and moving stories of gods and ghosts. But that's the reality. There aren't that many ghosts in reality. There are secrets that are not yet clear.

I don't know. It's a secret.

Then. Lu Peony, who was originally in the bathroom, hurriedly walked in the door. The expression is unusually serious. Chong said: "You. Follow me."

Qu Yong asked, "What's wrong?"

"If you want to know how Professor Liu died. You just come with me." Although Lu Peony was talking to Qu Yong. But her eyes were on the flower widow. It's like a defiant lioness.

"Have you discovered..."Qu Yong said without hesitation, "Go."

"Hmph..."Lu Peony walked back to the bathroom with Qu Yong. Then he said, "Professor Liu. Not suicidal."

Qu Yong said: "What did you say."

"Look at this ......" Lu Peony squatted down. Brush Professor Liu's hair. I saw a little silver light flashing on that scalp.

Qu Yong also immediately squatted down. Take a closer look at that scalp." It's ......"

"This is a needle for me. It's really deep." Lu Mudan said to Qu Yong: "This needle is pierced on Professor Liu's Baihui acupoint. Chances are, this was the real cause of his death."

Parkway is the meeting of the suns. Inserted such a long needle deeply. Even if it's not a poison needle. He must be killed on the spot.

This needle pierces deeply. If it weren't for Lu Peony's careful inspection. I'm afraid I won't be able to find it at all.

Qu Yong and Lu Peony glanced at each other. They all saw the puzzlement in each other's eyes. One has no interest in life. Why would anyone want to kill a man who has never had a grudge against anyone?

"Any other clues than this?"

Lu Peony said: "There is no clue. But it can already be proven. Professor Liu was killed by him. The murderer stabbed him to death with this needle. Then he deliberately made the illusion that Professor Liu committed suicide by cutting his wrists."

Qu Yong nodded. Agree with her inference. And again: "What is the motive of the murderer?"

"There's no motive... Only ......" Lu Peony looked at Qu Yong with strange eyes. "Unless it's the tigress who did it..."

"Oh." Qu Yong said: "Why."

Lu Peony said: "Don't you understand. They want to escape from Haram Haram. Always trying to find out who the owner is. They must have suspected that Professor Liu was the owner of the island..."

"This..."Qu Yong knew that what she said was not wrong. But the flower widow apparently hasn't done it yet. He said, "But. . . There was no sign of torture on him. Except for this fatal needle. No more scars were found."

Lu Peony said: "The real master is forced to be tortured. There is no need to have trauma at all. Even if it's me. A few silver needles can also make people desperate. I can't die."

Qu Yong himself is also a master among masters. His control over his strength is superb. Indeed, there are no less than ten ways to make people suffer from a life-and-death dilemma. Could it be that Professor Liu has also been forced to ask?