A nearby cafe.
Just now Yan Liang was looking for a restaurant to chat while eating, but Qian Wen refused. He didn't want to watch Yan Liang eat, and his mouth was watering.
"Expert, what are you drinking?" Yan Liang asked, looking at the coffee order in his hand.
Qian Wen waved his hand and said in a low and slow voice, "If you can't drink, order your own."
"Expert, what's wrong with you?" Yan Liang looked at Qian Wen's somewhat peeling lips and said.
"It's nothing, just tonsillitis and aphtha." Qian Wen said slowly with a painful face and a hoarse and dull voice.
He also stuck out his tongue to show Yan Liang the festering flesh.
"Hey, you are so awesome, why don't you go to the hospital?" Yan Liang said, looking at Qian Wen's mouth.
Qian Wen was about to speak, but his tongue and throat hurt too much, and he was still secreting saliva. Now he felt uncomfortable opening his mouth.
"Mobile phone." Qian Wen stretched out his hand to Yan Liang.
Yan Liang didn't understand what it meant, and didn't react for a moment. He suddenly said "Oh" and took out his mobile phone and handed it to Qian Wen.
Qian Wen took Yan Liang's cell phone and typed, "It's not convenient to speak. If you have any questions, just tell me directly."
Why can't Qian Wen take his mobile phone and type for Yan Liang to read? Because he is afraid of causing complications. Who knows what Yan Liang will find out from small details.
Yan Liang took the phone and read the words on it, "Expert, I really have something to do with you today, but your oral cavity needs treatment."
Qian Wen took the phone again, "I came out to buy medicine. Who knew I would meet you? There happens to be a pharmacy near this coffee shop. Go buy me some gunpowder and anti-inflammatory medicine."
"Okay, I'll buy you medicine first, and we'll talk when we get back." Yan Liang glanced at his phone and went out to buy medicine for Qian Wen.
This was Qian Wen's intention. The more casually he got along with Yan Liang, the more relaxed the atmosphere between them became.
Now Yan Liang just came to him for help.
He didn't want to arouse Yan Liang's attention and suspicion like in the play. This time he wouldn't even let Yan Liang discover that he was suffering from uremia.
He planned to calmly solve the problem for Yan Liang and then send Yan Liang away.
While Qian Wen was still thinking, Yan Liang came back.
"Here is the medicine you need." Yan Liang put the medicine in front of him.
Qian Wen made a gesture of drinking water.
Yan Liang expressed his understanding and asked the waiter to serve him a glass of warm water.
Qian Wen took the medicine in front of Yan Liang, and when he drank water, his face was filled with pain. However, Qian Wen looked at Yan Liang's expression inadvertently from the corner of his eye and did not notice any change in the other person's expression.
After drinking the medicine to relieve the pain in his mouth, he picked up Yan Liang's cell phone and typed, "If anything happens, just tell me."
"That's what it is. Do you know how dead people eat?" Yan Liang asked with a serious face when he mentioned the key point.
Qian Wen said "hmm" and pretended to frown, showing an expression that he didn't understand.
Yan Liang put down the coffee in his hand, leaned back and leaned against the chair, "To put it simply, we found incompletely digested egg fried rice in the stomach of the deceased, because this clue involves the time of death.
So we are wondering if there is a possibility that the killer will let the person eat back his food after he dies."
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone and said, "It's quite disgusting. Hold the deceased upright with his back straight.
Then the murderer raised the deceased's chin, pretending to chew, then took a long stick and slowly, bit by bit, stabbed the food into the deceased's stomach.
After doing this several times, the illusion of the deceased eating can be created. "
Yan Liang took the phone and read it with an expression of sudden realization.
"Great experts can do it, just as good as before!" Yan Liang slapped the table and said with a smile.
Qian Wen bowed his hands indifferently.
"Then tell me, there wasn't one at the scene." Yan Liang wanted to ask what else he wanted to ask.
Qian Wen stretched out his hand to stop what he was saying. He didn't use his phone to type this time. He spoke with difficulty and in a hoarse voice, "Yan Liang, I have aphthous ulcers now. It's hard to talk. You can't wait until I get better before asking." .
Besides, I am no longer a police forensic scientist. It would be inappropriate for you to reveal the case to me. "
Yan Liang looked at Qian Wen, who was stumbling over his words, and rubbed his eyebrows. He had a headache. It was really not appropriate for the other party to ask what he was asking, "Okay, if you have any doubts, you will solve them. I'll wait for you to take care of the rest." We are chatting."
Qian Wen smiled at Yan Liang and nodded, indicating that it was okay.
After chatting, Yan Liang did not leave directly. Instead, he accompanied Qian Wen and drank the coffee in front of him before leaving.
Looking at Yan Liang's back, Qian Wen seemed casual but was focused the whole time. He didn't find anything wrong with the other party. It seemed that he had not aroused the other party's suspicion.
That's good. In the play, Yan Liang takes the place of the Snowman murder case based on the time when Luo Wen was suffering from uremia. He realizes that Luo Wen may be the Snowman, and speculates that Luo Wen kills people to retaliate against society because of the disappearance of his wife and daughter. What follows is another wave of events. A wave of temptation.
He had not made any unnecessary movements just now. Even taking medicine and typing were all very gentle movements. He did not show that his right hand was unable to use force due to the buried needle. Yan Liang did not even glance at his right arm.
This meeting with Yan Liang went smoothly.
The next step is to meet Guo Yu and Zhu Huiru and give some instructions.
Just now Qian Qian had been motionless in Qian Wen's arms. He also left a place for breathing. When he got to the car, Qian Qian was jumping around, "I'm suffocated, I'm suffocated."
"Okay, I know you were suffocated, but you deserve praise just now." Qian Wen touched Qian Qian's little head.
One thousand, close your eyes and enjoy.
I don’t know if Yan Liang noticed Qian just now, but it was okay if he saw Qian, and Qian had nothing to do with his case.
Qian Wen is now going to get the account book that Guo Yu got from Huang Mao.
This account book belongs to Brother Huo, the old loan shark. It contains bank cards, IOUs, etc., which are illegal evidence of Brother Huo.
Originally, this account book was kept in the hands of Brother Huo's subordinate Brother Bin, but Huang Mao and Brother Bing had a meal together and left it in the place where they were eating. Huang Mao picked it up and Brother Bin asked Huang Mao to keep it for one night. Give him two days, but Huang Mao died that night.
When Guo Yu was cleaning up the scene, he found a black leather bag with a ledger. He thought it was a big discovery, so he hid it without telling anyone.
This account book will cause great chaos later in the play, not only Guo Yu's darkening, but also implicated in the murder of many people.
These matters have nothing to do with him, but they will affect part of his plans, so they must be resolved as soon as possible.
This is all due to this broken main quest, which is nothing to find evidence for.
If it were to kill Li Toyota, it would be easy now. Then there would be no need to run around, trick Yan Liang into committing suicide, and go directly to the crematorium to find Li Toyota. Roshan would knock him down, and he would go up and give him a few blows and it would be over.
It's not as troublesome as it is now.
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