I Am Really Not The Great Demon King - Chapter 428

“And just relying on the treasurer’s daring to let the other party prepare a banquet in his house, it has shown that the relationship between the treasurer and the murderer is absolutely unusual.”

“What’s more, if this banquet is just an ordinary friend of the shopkeeper, then how can this person know the shopkeeper’s eating habits and personal preferences.”

“If the murderer does not know the personal preferences of the shopkeeper, then I am afraid that the murderer will not be able to specifically put poison in the shopkeeper’s favorite dried fruits and fruits according to the shopkeeper’s personal preferences, to match the poison in the wine bottle. Combine it and form an incurable and incurable poison.”

“In that way, in order to be able to kill the shopkeeper, the only thing the murderer can do is to put poison in every food on the round table.”

“But then, I am afraid that the murderer who has drunk will be the same as the shopkeeper. After eating the food on the table, he will die together.”

“In fact, the murderer did not die like the shopkeeper, and all the food on the table was not poisoned.”

“This is enough to prove that the relationship between the murderer and the shopkeeper has become close enough to understand their respective dietary preferences.”

Hearing Mr. Zhuo’s words, Huang Gong’s subordinates frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then suddenly looked at Mr. Zhuo, and said: “Perhaps, the murderer himself did not drink alcohol, he just ate the poisonous food on the table. What kind of food was also put on the table. Poison, but because it has not been catalyzed, the right medicine can still be prescribed. As long as the murderer takes the antidote in advance, it is not difficult to overcome the bad luck of being poisoned to death.”

Then Huang Gong looked at the various foods on the table, and then continued to speak: “It is true that most of the things on the table, according to Mr. Zhuo’s judgment, are not poisonous, but maybe this is the cunning of the other party. Where, in order for us to conclude, the murderer who killed the shopkeeper was a very close relationship with the shopkeeper. Therefore, after the death of the shopkeeper, the murderer replaced most of the poisonous food on the table with To eat non-toxic food?”

Hearing the words of Huang Gong’s subordinates, Mr. Zhuo was taken aback for a while, and then looked at Huang Gong’s subordinates with his eyes slightly squinted, and said with a smile but a smile: “Hehe, smart and self-righteous!”

After speaking, he stopped looking at the people under Huang Gong, and continued to turn his head, looking to the side Xia Yu with scorching eyes.

Xia Yu was a little uncomfortable to be seen by Mr. Zhuo, but Mr. Zhuo didn’t speak to her, she was embarrassed and asked the other party what he was trying to do.

At this time, seeing that everyone under Huang Gong’s command was irritated by Mr. Zhuo again, Xia Yu did not speak this time. Instead, he reached out his hand and pointed to the two wine glasses on the round table.

In the two wine glasses, there is still a touch of wine stains now.

And based on the number of bowls and chopsticks on the round table and the number of chairs around the table, it is enough to determine that there are only two people attending the banquet with the shopkeeper tonight.

The two used wine glasses are enough to prove that the murderer and the shopkeeper have drunk the poisoned wine in the wine jug at this banquet tonight.

In this way, Huang Gong’s deduction is simply impossible to hold.

Mr. Zhuo said that Huang Gong’s subordinates were smart and self-righteous. Although he said a little heavy, he was not aimless and did not say anything wrong.

Seeing Xia Yu’s finger pointing to the two wine glasses on the table, Huang Gong’s subordinate immediately understood what Xia Yu and Mr. Zhuo meant.

After understanding the joints, Huang Gong’s subordinates couldn’t help but feel ashamed, and secretly said: “Geniuses are still geniuses after all. Geniuses like Mr. Zhuo and Xia Yu are indeed not people like them. They can be compared.”

But for what Xia Yu said, the murderer must be a woman, and Huang Gong’s command is still unclear.

Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing.

If you don’t understand, you need to ask. Therefore, although Huang Gong’s subordinates knew that he might be ridiculed by Mr. Zhuo again, he continued to ask: “But, Miss Xia Yu, how is it sure that the murderer who killed the shopkeeper must be someone Woman’s.”

Hearing Huang Gong’s enquiries, Mr. Zhuo frowned slightly, but he didn’t ridicule any more, but opened the mouth straight and said: “Because the banquet prepared by the murderer is all dried fruits and fruits, and the table There is only one pot of wine on the table.”

Then Mr. Zhuo looked at Huang Gong’s subordinates in front of him and said: “If you and your brother Zhang Luo have a banquet, do you prefer to eat big fish and meat, or eat some dried fruits and fruits?”

“If you participate in a banquet with your brother, a pot of wine is enough for you to drink?”

Every time Mr. Zhuo said a word, Huang Gong’s eyes brightened. When Mr. Zhuo finished speaking, Huang Gong’s eyes were filled with a look of sudden realization.

Yes, someone who likes to eat dried fruits and fruits, and take a lot of dried fruits and fruits to drink and drink, will definitely not be a man.

And if two men drink, they will definitely not only drink a pot of wine, nor will they use such a small wine cup to drink.

Therefore, it can be concluded that tonight, the person who poisoned and killed the person who returned to the shopkeeper must be a very close relationship with the shopkeeper, and he is still a woman.

Thinking of this, Huang Gong’s subordinates couldn’t help but mutter to himself: “The murderer who killed the shopkeeper by poison is very close to the shopkeeper, and he is still a woman.”

“So, who would this woman be?”

“As far as I know, the shopkeeper has been alone since he came to Huangyang Town, without his wife and children, or even a package.”

“And over the years, I have never heard that the shopkeeper has plans to start a family, and I have never even heard that the shopkeeper once went to those Huajie Liuxiang.”

“Is the clue here, is it broken again?”

Hearing what Huang Gong said and looking at the somewhat disappointed expression on his face, Mr. Zhuo on one side snorted a little bit of hatred for iron and steel, but in the next words, instead of cynicism, he opened his mouth and said: “Don’t be disappointed easily. I have another clue, do you want to listen.”

Hearing Mr. Zhuo’s words, Huang Gong’s subordinates immediately felt like listening to Xianle, with a happy expression on his face, he couldn’t wait to look at Mr. Zhuo, and said: “There is no way to the world!”

“Mr. Zhuo, please enlighten me.”

Mr. Zhuo listened, and was too lazy to ridicule Huang Gong, and went on to say: “In fact, we have always overlooked one thing.”

“Actually, there is not only one corpse in this room.”

After hearing Mr. Zhuo’s words, Huang Gong’s subordinates couldn’t help but froze for a while and looked around blankly, but found nothing except the treasurer’s corpse leaning in the corner.

He couldn’t help but frowned and looked at Mr. Zhuo in front of him and said: “Here, besides the treasurer’s body, is there anyone else who died in this room?”

When Mr. Zhuo heard the question from Huang Gong’s subordinates, Mr. Zhuo opened his mouth and said: “In this room, no one else died here except the corpse of the shopkeeper.”

Huang Gong’s subordinates heard Mr. Zhuo’s words, and the confused look on his face became even more dazed. He opened his mouth and couldn’t even think of what question to ask.

But I heard Mr. Zhuo continue his own words, continue speaking: “In this room, although no one has died except the shopkeeper.”

“However, it is true that there is indeed a corpse.”

Having said this, Mr. Zhuo paused and looked at the Huang Gong subordinate in front of him with a weird expression: “It’s just that the corpse is not the corpse of a person, but the corpse of a bird.”

“A bird’s corpse?” Huang Gong’s subordinates heard Mr. Zhuo’s words, the expression on his face was puzzled.

At this time, Xia Yu had walked to the opposite side of the shopkeeper, under the chairs near the round table, and removed a bamboo birdcage from below.

The birdcage is like a small and unique round lantern without paper paste, which makes people know that it is not Fanpin.

Even bird cages are not ordinary products, and the birds living in them are naturally not ordinary goods.

Inhabiting the birdcage is a red-billed thrush.

Among the thrushes, there are a lot of yellow mouths, and other colors are often seen, but the red mouth thrushes are by no means unusual.

It’s just that such an extraordinary thrush has now become a corpse.

At this time, the red-billed thrush fell on the bottom of the delicate birdcage. Even though it was dead, its amber-like eyes were still not closed.

It’s as if it’s just asleep now, maybe in the next moment, it will flap its wings and come back to life again.

There was no trace of injuries on the Thrush’s body.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhuo suddenly stretched out his right hand and took out a slender silver needle from the wide sleeve on his left side.

Then Shizhong’s **** gently pinched the silver needle, pointed it at the stomach of the thrush through the birdcage, snorted, and pierced it in.

The sharp silver needle had just pierced the thrush bird’s stomach a little bit, and the silver needle that had originally been shining with silver light began to change color rapidly from bottom to top.

At first it was a faint layer of gray, then, it turned into dark gray, and then pitch black.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhuo ate and drew back the silver needle. The silver needle in his hand shook slightly and immediately recovered its original color. Then, he returned to the sleeve of his left hand, and said to himself faintly: “This thrush, it really is. Poisoned to death.”

On the other hand, Huang Gong’s commander had already held back his doubts at this time. Seeing that Mr. Zhuo stopped talking, but stood quietly with his hands on his back, quietly looking at the corpse of the thrush in the delicate birdcage. Huang Gong’s subordinate immediately saw the stitches and asked: “It turns out that this thrush was also poisoned and died, not because of illness.”

“But what does the death of this thrush have to do with the shopkeeper?”

“Can we find the murderer who killed the shopkeeper through the death of the thrush?”