In the lounge of the Ligen family villa, Yang Douxin, a business owner from Singapore, suddenly covered his neck and died on the sofa with a ferocious expression and pain in front of everyone.
Just when everyone in the hall was so shocked by this scene that they stayed motionless, Bai Heqing calmly put on the white gloves he had prepared, stepped forward and pressed the side of Yang Douxin's neck.
They were just dead people, and he had seen a lot of them.
"There is no pulse, the person is dead."
Then, he looked at the blood slowly flowing out of the corner of Yang Douxin's mouth, pinched his mouth open, and leaned closer to smell it gently.
"There is a taste similar to almonds in the mouth, which may be cyanide poisoning."
Letting go of his hand, Bai Heqing stood up, turned to look at the people behind him, and said:
"Currently, Mr. Yang should have been poisoned and killed. Everyone who was in this hall before is suspected. Therefore, before the police arrive, please do not leave this hall to avoid increasing your own suspicions."
Mary immediately repeated his words in English, while Bai Heqing turned to look at the helpless old housekeeper standing by and said:
"Butler Cangqiao, please call the police."
"Okay, okay, I understand! There is a wireless phone at the end of the corridor. I will be right back!" Kurahashi Motoaki nodded and quickly turned around and left.
"How could this happen, how could this happen..."
Opposite Yang Douxin, retired Navy Lieutenant Commander Clyde stared at his body blankly, took two steps back, muttered to himself and fell on the sofa, looking shocked and horrified.
Of course, the expressions on the faces of everyone in the hall at this time were similar to his, but his reaction was the most prominent.
Bai Heqing glanced at him and then focused on the cup of coffee that Yang Douxin had knocked over before.
If he remembered correctly, when he and Mary first entered the hall, Yang Douxin was already holding the cup of coffee.
And Yang Douxin did drink this cup of coffee before he died from the poison, so was he poisoned in the coffee?
"Did Mr. Yang brew this cup of coffee himself?" Baihe Qingchao asked everyone while holding up the coffee cup.
"No, no, I brewed it..."
University lecturer Kitakami Kazuhiko, who is also one of the inheritance heirs, raised his hand and said with a somewhat panicked expression:
"Not only that, I brewed everyone's coffee in the hall...but, it wasn't me who poisoned the coffee!
It was the coffee I brewed. If I poisoned it, I would be the first to be suspected. How could I do such a thing? !
Moreover, everyone took the coffee from the tray themselves, and I got the last remaining cup! "
Well, the logic is clear and the key points are explained.
Bai Heqing was very pleased when he heard this. He hadn't encountered such a cooperative suspect for a long time. It seemed that the case should be solved quickly this time.
According to Kitakami Kazuhiko, although he brewed the coffee, everyone selected the coffee themselves, and he took the last remaining cup.
Therefore, unless each coffee cup has differences that allow a specific person to choose a specific cup of coffee, it will be difficult to poison the coffee by poisoning it.
But unfortunately, Bai Heqing had just observed that the coffee cups used by everyone in the hall were exactly the same set, and there was no difference in appearance.
Therefore, the murderer must have administered the poison through other methods.
"Hmph! Who knows how you poisoned me?"
At this moment, Clyde, who was still a little distracted because of Yang Douxin's death, seemed to have finally come to his senses. He turned his head and looked at Kitakami Kazuhiko with sharp and cold eyes.
"Mr. Clyde!" Kitakami Kazuhiko shouted excitedly when Clyde questioned him: "Please don't doubt me for no reason! What motive would I have to do such a thing?!"
"Motive? Of course it's for the inheritance left by Eijiro Tone." Clyde sneered and said: "There were three heirs to that inheritance. Now that Yang is dead, will it be my turn next?
After you kill both of us, you can monopolize this inheritance alone..."
"I've said it before! There's no way I would do such a thing just for those inheritances!"
Not paying attention to the quarrel between the two people, Bai Heqing on the side reached out and touched the cup of coffee that Yang Douxin knocked over and spilled on the carpet.
[The color is a bit light. There must be something added to the coffee. Is it milk...huh? 】
Bending down, Bai Heqing picked up two small plastic bags from the carpet.
These two packaging bags are one long and one long. Looking at the outer packaging, the long one is used to hold milk, and the square one is used to hold sugar.
They probably fell on the carpet when Yang Douxin spilled the coffee before he died.
【Ah, I see...】
"Everyone, apart from Mr. Yang, who else among you drank the coffee brewed by Mr. Kitakami Kazuhiko before?" A speculation suddenly flashed in his mind, and Bai Heqing asked.
"There's me, Master Kosuke, Miss Mei Ling and Mr. Kevin." The person who answered Shirakawa was Kitakami Kazuhiko, who was eager to clear his suspicions.
The young master Kosuke he refers to refers to Kosuke Tone, the second young master of the Tone family.
As for Miss Mei Ling and Mr. Kevin, they were the remaining two people among the seven people in the hall that Bai Heqing and Mary didn't recognize, the muscular white man and the East Asian woman wearing a purple cheongsam.
Five of the seven people drank coffee, while the remaining Clyde and Takahiro Tone, the eldest son of the Tone family, drank red wine.
"Who has added milk and sugar?" Bai Heqing gestured to the two plastic bags in his hand and asked again.
"I added milk!" The first one to answer was still Kitakami Kazuhiko.
"Like Kevin, I drink pure coffee without adding anything." The second young master Tone Kosuke replied, and the strong man named Kevin nodded at Shirakawa.
"I've added milk and sugar."
Finally, the cheongsam woman named Mei Ling lay on the back of the sofa and said with a smile:
"The boss is the same as me. He also added milk and sugar. It's really strange. Obviously the boss and I added the same things. Why was it that only the boss was poisoned in the end...
By the way, little detective, just like coffee, whether it is with milk or sugar, we have to get it ourselves. "
With that said, Mei Ling also pointed to the coffee table placed against the wall not far away. On the two plates above, there were piles of sealed and packaged milk and sugar.
Everyone picked the coffee by themselves, and the milk and sugar were all sealed and packaged, and everyone picked them up themselves. It was extremely difficult for the murderer to use these three things to accurately poison the people.
If we rule out the possibility that the murderer killed randomly, that is to say, there must be something else that Yang Douxin did that the others did not do...
"spoon."
Suddenly, Mary, who was standing next to Bai Heqing, touched her chin and spoke.
(End of chapter)
