Notices were posted everywhere in Chang'an City.
The main cause of the bloodshed in Heroes Village was attributed to infighting among the sects.
Although it is difficult for a single official document to be convincing, it at least stabilized the situation among the people in Chang'an.
At the same time, Bai Song also started dissection work in the underground stronghold of Mi Zhaosi.
There was a large amount of congestion in the throats of all the corpses, which confirmed Bai Song's guess.
But when tested with a silver needle, it turned out to be non-toxic.
On the first day, there was no progress.
This is the first time Bai Song has encountered such a difficult opponent, and the opponent's poisoning methods are really secretive.
Bai Song did not return to his hometown, but stayed in the Mi Zhao Division to continue his research.
Lying in bed at night, I kept thinking about all the details in my memory, wondering where the mistakes were.
Thinking about it, Bai Song fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but Bai Song woke up from his dream with the smell of corpses.
The dark and humid underground of Mi Zhaosi was very hot and humid, and the body was particularly rotten when placed here.
The secret police officers were cleaning up the corpses that had been dissected yesterday. Someone was vomiting not far away from Bai Song. This environment was very difficult.
The woman named Jianli appeared next to Bai Song and whispered, "Sir, would you like to find another place to rest? It's really inconvenient here."
Bai Song shook his head, stretched, and cheered up: "It's almost time to rest, it's time to start working."
Returning to the autopsy table, Bai Song knocked on the wooden board: "In the future, don't touch the corpses on it without my instructions."
No one responded, but soon a new body was delivered.
Bai Song began to dissect, and the nearby secret police officers all ducked away. Even these minions in the darkness could not bear such a disgusting scene.
Only Jianli stayed by Bai Song's side, watching silently.
Bai Song saw that she was looking attentively and seemed to be observing Bai Song's movements intentionally or unintentionally. Bai Song stopped and asked, "Are you interested in medicine?"
Jianli shook his head.
"Then you still stare at it, don't worry about being disgusted."
"Looking at your master's techniques will be of great benefit to my kung fu."
"..." Bai Song was stunned for a moment, "What? Will watching my dissection help your kung fu?"
"Um."
"What kind of martial arts do you practice?" Bai Song asked while working.
"Master Bai, it's better not to know about murderous martial arts, because everyone who knows is already dead."
Bai Song smiled and didn't ask any more questions. After he dissected the corpse in front of him, he saw that the condition of the corpse was obviously different.
The difference is the liver!
The liver of this corpse was obviously damaged, with numerous blood spots appearing.
Even Jianli noticed the difference and pointed at Ganshuo: "This person is different from yesterday."
"I wonder if this is an exception?" Bai Song cheered up and shouted, "Send another corpse over."
Bai Song was slightly excited after finally making a new discovery. The second autopsy showed the same situation.
Liver damage, leading to choking on blood and suffocation?
Bai Song was a little skeptical, but when he checked with a silver needle, there was still no toxin reaction.
However, not all toxins can react with silver, and Bai Song knows this very well.
Looking back at the poisons I have witnessed in this world, there are almost no poisons that can do this.
Because in ancient times, some natural poisons were used to purify and combine poisons. The poisons have a simple structure and can basically be detected by a silver needle.
Only chemical poisons that have undergone some chemical reactions after modern research do not react with silver needles.
It was difficult for the ancients to do this.
Bai Song thought for a while, but had no idea. He really couldn't think of anyone who could do this.
"unless……"
Bai Song frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he actually thought of it.
If you mix your own poison, you can actually make some potent poisons that don't react with silver.
He had done this before.
Such as ricin.
"Ricin!"
Bai Song's eyes lit up and he thought that the first thing ricin damages is the liver, and the symptoms are the same.
The only difference is that ricin does not cause choking.
But with ricin, you can indeed avoid being tested by a silver needle.
Could it be that the poisoner used ricin as a cover and hid other more deadly poisons under the ricin?
This is a bit scary.
Simply speaking, it is extremely difficult to extract ricin. Without understanding the chemical principles, it is impossible to purify ricin.
Even for Bai Song himself, it is not easy to extract it.
And the poisoner is not satisfied with using ricin to kill people, there are also faster and more lethal poisons, in which ricin only plays a supporting role.
I'm afraid Bai Song himself can't do this.
Who is the person who poisoned me?
Bai Song didn't know whether his guess was correct, but he was certain that the person who poisoned the poison was so skillful that it was obviously impossible to find more clues from the corpse.
Bai Song must change his investigation thinking. He can start from the direction of the poisoning motive, and then immediately investigate whether his bold guess is correct.
For example, check the various pharmacies in Chang'an City and nearby to see if castor beans are purchased in large quantities.
The purification of ricin requires the consumption of a lot of castor beans. If it really contains a large amount of ricin, then a large amount of castor beans must have been purchased recently.
After staying in Mi Zhaosi for a whole day, Bai Song also felt trapped. He rubbed his forehead and informed Jianli of his plans and instructions, allowing Jianli to make full arrangements.
Back at Beiding Palace, Bai Song took a bath first, but there was still a faint smell of corpse and blood on his body.
Swing was worried that the pregnant ladies would be nauseated in the big room, so he went to rest in the previously unused courtyard room.
In a daze, Bai Song heard the sound of the door being pushed open. When he opened his eyes, he saw Princess Mingzhu coming in with her maid.
Princess Mingzhu sat down on the bedside without saying a word, silently pressing her husband's forehead to soothe her nerves.
Princess Mingzhu's methods were very awkward, but this did not affect Bai Song's enjoyment of his wife's tenderness.
It's just that the maid next to her looked a little strange. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that she was the personal maid who had been serving Princess Mingzhu. I heard that she couldn't live alone outside and came to seek refuge recently.
"Husband, I heard that yesterday's case was a bit difficult. Did you find anything?"
After a moment of silence, Princess Mingzhu asked calmly.
Bai Song took a deep breath: "It can't be called a case if it's not a difficult matter. So many people died, and it happened in Yingxiongzhuang. The murderer seems to be targeting me. So this matter is both public and private. I personally intervened, and I won’t be able to feel at ease until I investigate clearly.”
"Then husband, talk to me. Maybe I can solve the case that my husband can't solve?"
