Chapter Eighty-Seven: Motherhood
"Don't."
Zhu Jiangjiang grabbed the hand of the queen bee.
At the moment when the queen bee took the bowl away, Zhu Jiangjiang clearly heard the trembling voice ringing in his ears again-
"January 31."
"What's the matter, do you want to eat it yourself?" The queen bee smiled smartly.
Zhu Jiangjiang opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain, she subconsciously turned her eyes for help to Shi Chong.
"Don't even rob me." Although Shi Chong didn't know why, he was very cooperative.
He grinned, and with a single stretch of his big hand snatched the bowl from the queen bee's hand.
"Hurry up and eat, eat your own, and keep staring at what others are doing."
The food is indeed very fragrant, with a total of ten dishes, fried and fried with their own flavors.
In particular, one of the cloud leg belly shredded porcini mushrooms, thin cloud leg and pork belly slices into strips, put conpoy chicken soup steamed together.
The porcini mushrooms absorb the essence of all the ingredients, and a few drops of sesame oil enhance the aroma, and the whole dish has a crisp taste and a unique aroma that almost does not fresh the human tongue.
Zhu Jiangjiang avoided the catastrophe of life and death, and was full of joy. She ate with her belly open, while not forgetting to pay attention to Shi Chong.
Seeing that he never planned to eat the bowl of mushrooms, he was slightly relieved.
"But this bowl of mushrooms is really a bit strange."
After a few glasses of rice wine, Dr. Ye's face flushed, and his eyes became confused.
He was sitting on Shi Chong's left hand side, right next to the bowl that had been snatched from and over.
After carefully studying for a while, Dr. Ye lifted his chopsticks and took out the mushrooms in the bowl one by one, and listed them on the table.
"Yellow porcini mushrooms, red mushrooms, matsutake mushrooms, tea tree mushrooms, osmanthus fungus, ......"
Dr. Ye said the names of these fungi one by one.
Uncle Da's wife leaned over to take a look and also expressed her approval of Dr. Ye.
"I don't think I've seen these eight mushrooms."
Dr. Ye flicked his chopsticks and swept out a few long-handled mushrooms.
"Why does this look like a white poison umbrella?" Sister-in-law's face changed instantly.
The white poison umbrella, also known as the Amanita phalloides albicans, is the most poisonous Amanita phalloides, with a mortality rate of up to 90 percent, and the lethal dose is only 50 grams.
"Didn't your brother-in-law send it, shouldn't you make such an outrageous mistake?"
Uncle Da pinched the cup, a little stunned.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the murderous gangsters couldn't defeat us, and they would kill all of us elites in one meal."
Lin Zihan's alcohol consumption is not very good, and people start to go crazy after a glass of rice wine.
"Why don't you talk, isn't it funny?"
Feeling that the atmosphere had become condensed, Lin Zihan burped and looked puzzled.
"You fool, don't say a word and no one will be dumb."
The queen bee rolled her eyes widely, and with a slender, she pressed Lin Zihan straight down.
"It should be fine, I don't think I've ever eaten this mushroom just now." The queen bee thought for a moment.
"Neither do I." Rambo raised his hand in response.
Everyone recalled it and said that they had not eaten this mushroom.
But poisoning can be big or small, and after this one, Uncle Da and the others invariably rummaged through the remaining mushrooms.
In the end, it was concluded that there were only eight different types of mushrooms, all of which happened to appear in the Zhu Jiang Ginger bowl.
"Cow!" Lin Zihan gave a thumbs up in admiration.
"Are you going to buy a lottery ticket tonight?" Rambo asked sincerely.
"Are you trying to rely on me to eliminate the team that is bound to lose?" Zhu Jiangjiang felt speechless.
"I'll take this mushroom back to the lab tomorrow for testing, and if you feel unwell tonight, go to the hospital quickly. I'm sorry to make everyone scared. Uncle Da was full of apologies.
Following. Municipal Public Security Bureau.
"That little girl died last time."
Shi Chong sighed and said to Zhu Jiangjiang.
He turned around and turned on the screen in his office, playing the case on the big screen.
Qian Ruyu, a well-known local philanthropist, collector, and president of the Yokogawa Women's Federation, has devoted her life to the protection of women and children. He has three sons and three daughters and has adopted three children. ”
On the surface, it's a perfect resume.
Except for the regrettable regrettable accidental death of both ex-husbands, this is almost a woman who deserves to be a benchmark.
However, as the information was played page by page, everyone shuddered.
"In the past 20 years, Qian Ruyu's children have died one by one due to physical defects or accidents for various reasons."
"Last night, her last daughter was electrocuted in the bathtub at home due to an accidental electrocution." Shi Chong said in a deep voice.
At present, Qian Ruyu has only an 11-year-old child left by her side, which is her adopted son in a welfare home four years ago, an orphan with Down syndrome.
"The national under-five mortality rate is 1.36 per cent, and the incidence of unintentional injuries is 1.48 per cent. Her family has such a high rate of child death, no one has ever doubted it? "The queen bee thought it was a little incredible.
"The Yokogawa City Police have checked and found no problems." Shi Chong shook his head.
Among Qian Ruyu's six children, two are not in good health, and four were born with hereditary diseases. The three adopted orphans also have their own problems, and it is normal for them to die young. ”
If it was an ordinary situation, it would be difficult for Shi Chong to find the strangeness.
"Last time in the doll case, we met this Mrs. Qian in Baiyun Hospital, and Zhu Jiangjiang reminded me that her daughter had abnormal scars on her body."
Later, because he couldn't stay in Henghe City because of his work, Shi Chong entrusted his concern about Qian Niuniu to a police officer in Henghe City.
"I asked Chenggui to find a social worker and visit Qian Niuniu at Qian Ruyu's house regularly. When the social worker came to the door last week, he found Qian Niuniu fainting on the ground, and was diagnosed with malnutrition after being sent to the hospital. Shi Chong said.
It's a pity that Niuniu is an autistic child and can't communicate with people normally.
After Qian Ruyu learned of this, she dismissed the nanny at home on the spot, and swore a poisonous oath that she would take care of it personally in the future.
Suffering from the lack of sufficient evidence, after Qian Niuniu adjusted her body, Cheng Gui could only warn and let Qian Ruyu take the person back.
"Munchausen syndrome is a tendency to fabricate or fabricate a child's illness in order to gain attention and sympathy." Dr. Yip pushed his glasses.
"People with surrogate Munchausen syndrome often have a strong desire to control, they have difficulty dealing with their anxiety, and they often have depressive tendencies."
"The reason why Qian Niuniu suddenly had an accident may be because of the excessive attention of social workers and Cheng Gui, which made Qian Ruyu feel that Qian Niuniu began to lose control." Dr. Yip reasoned.
"I think so too, so the case of Qian Niuniu can never be a simple accident."
Shi Chong pursed his lips, and it was not difficult to see his guilt from his unusually stiff look.
"Give everyone two hours to pack up and gather at the airport at two o'clock in the afternoon."