What he said was good, and it sounded fine. At least from the boss's point of view, he was a good employee who knew how to handle emergencies. But his actions could also be described as destroying evidence, and the smell left behind last night was gone.
The bedfellows did not notice that the deceased had been murdered, and the victim did not struggle. There is a possibility that they were all slightly intoxicated by the incense.
Because the dosage is small, the side effects are mild and the effect on sleep duration is not significant.
Just let them sleep without being awakened by some slight noises.
The landlady saw that I was suspicious of the waiter, and tried her best to defend him, saying that the waiter was only twelve years old when he came here. He had lived and ate in the inn for six years, had never been outside the mountain, and did not know the deceased, so there was no reason to kill him.
I looked at her and stared meaningfully for a few seconds. She was so smart. She understood immediately and shouted at the top of her voice: "I don't know how to kill anyone! Go out and ask around. This is a serious inn, not a black shop. I never do anything like this." That business of killing people and taking wealth."
If the waiter has no motive for killing, then he can be an accomplice.
That's what I thought, and the landlady also understood my thoughts. She reacted violently, and only realized halfway through the shouting that this was not a good thing. She was afraid that the guests downstairs would hear it, so she hurriedly lowered her volume and finished the rest of her words in a low voice.
"Besides, those three men have all their belongings with them."
I reminded him calmly: "What if it's a vendetta?"
The landlady got even angrier, gave me a gouging look, and said, "What I pursue in doing business is harmony and wealth. I don't want to satisfy everyone, but I don't want to have grudges that would lead to murder."
"Sorry, I can only do an autopsy. I'm not good at investigating cases. I've done what I can do." I shrugged, passed the landlady blocking the door, and walked out of the guest room.
Now I can basically determine the murderer's method of killing. He can't do it when a person is sober.
Since it is safe during the day, what I want to confirm is whether Yunzhou and the others are in danger.
I went back downstairs and sat down at our table. Manager Zhang asked me if I had found any clues.
Other residents were also curious and asked me all kinds of questions, asking me to make the clues I found public.
The waiter was very nervous. He stared at me closely, as if he was afraid that I would reveal his suspicion.
I glanced at the surrounding residents, and they subconsciously stopped talking. I told them that the deceased did die of poisoning, but it had nothing to do with eating and drinking. Poisons do not enter the body through eating and drinking.
"Poison... is the poison of scorpions from the north. Fire scorpions live deep underground in the restricted area of snowy areas in the north. They are not found anywhere else."
After I said this, the residents started asking who was from the north.
It is true that fire scorpions live in the snowy restricted area, but not only people in the north can get them.
There are people who specialize in catching scorpions. They make a living by catching scorpions. If ten people go in, only one can come out alive.
It would be nice to bring back a fire scorpion, but it is common to come back empty-handed.
The poisonous glands of Fire Scorpion are removed and used as medicine to treat cold symptoms, with immediate results and the disease can be cured by the medicine.
Therefore, the price is high, and there are always people willing to pay for it with their lives.
Anyone who can afford the price can buy a whole fire scorpion.
Including its poison glands, the greater the dose, the higher the price. The dose required to poison the deceased can be exchanged for about a hundred taels of gold.
Are the dead worth that much? ….
I glanced at Ye Fengniang, and she saw that the charging standards for the Stars and Moon Tower were quite high, and the starting price for the mission was fifty taels of gold ingots.
This is equivalent to screening out ordinary people, because they can't earn this amount even after working hard all their lives.
Those who come to them for work are all dignitaries.
It couldn't be a trivial matter, so I specially added that scorpion venom is expensive, and the dosage used by the murderer was higher than the value of the property on the deceased.
This reassured those residents in the lobby who were worried that the murderer would kill someone for money.
That's all I can do. Anyone who wants to track down the murderer will do it.
The lobby was noisy and chaotic again.
The content of the debate shifted from whose hometown was in the north to who had the ability to purchase scorpion venom.
The waiter is relieved
tone, and gave me a grateful glance.
I didn't mention him opening the window to let in some air in front of everyone.
At this time, someone slammed the table hard, and after quelling everyone's voices, he raised his voice: "Everyone, to find out the cause of death of the deceased, we should first find out his identity, right? Who is he? What has he done? How many enemies are there? We have a good idea of what the name is, right?"
When everyone heard that his words made sense, they all agreed. Since he was not killing for money, it was a vendetta. Everyone turned their attention to the two roommates of the deceased.
When they opened their mouths to answer everyone's questions, the deceased's roommates all had a wry smile on their faces when they saw that the conversation was about them.
In fact, they were not very familiar with the deceased. A few days ago, Yuancheng suffered a drastic change. They took advantage of the chaos to escape. When they escaped, they were almost killed by red-eyed gangsters. It was the deceased who set off smoke/bombs and saved them.
The three people fled together. They were all strangers at first. During the few days of fleeing for their lives, they formed a friendship like brothers.
The three of them escaped from Yuancheng and settled in a small town outside the city. They washed off their embarrassment, put on clean clothes, sat down and had a peaceful meal. During the chat, they learned that the three of them were businessmen.
The deceased opened an oil and salt shop in Yuancheng. The city was in chaos. His family members died in the chaos. He escaped alone and planned to go to the north to join his relatives.
The two roommates were businessmen from the north, bringing goods from their hometown to Yuancheng to sell, hoping to make a fortune during the martial arts competition.
All three of them wanted to go north, so they went together.
The two roommates didn't ask much about the deceased's family situation because they were afraid of touching on the deceased's sadness. They felt that this man was a righteous and brave man worthy of making friends.
The deceased was the oldest and took great care of the two of them. He paid for the hotel. The goods of the two roommates were burned after the accident in Yuancheng, leaving only the cash they had hidden with them.
After excluding the principal, they didn't have much money left, but it didn't matter whether they made money on this trip or not. They were both grateful to God for being able to save their lives.
The deceased was well prepared to escape, so he had more money and belongings with him.
He, the big brother, covers all the food and drink expenses on the road.
When you come to the inn, you will stay in the best room and eat the best food.
The two roommates were grateful that it was too late for him and didn't hate him at all.
The two also said that the money they both had plus one yuan was not as much as the deceased's.
They couldn't afford something as expensive as Fire Scorpion Poison, not just now, but also in normal times. ….
Everyone felt that their suspicions could be ruled out. First, they had no motive to kill, and second, they did not have the capital to kill.
The residents checked one by one and found that no one present had the strength to purchase a large amount of poison.
Of course, they don't know about my hidden wealth.
Besides, if I can have invisible wealth, so can others.
It is useless to just check the assets in front of us, just like no one in the residents doubts our asset status.
They firmly believe that I am a doctor, and being a doctor is a respectable and profitable profession in this world.
But there are also different types of doctors and where they work.
There are no female doctors in the palaces of various countries. Female doctors are served by high-ranking maids. They serve in the palace for life and have to stay in the palace even after retirement.
Most of the female doctors in the private sector work in obstetrics and gynecology. They usually receive babies and perform abortions to earn extra money, and their consultation fees are several percent less than those of male doctors.
The bigger the city, the more so. That's why Chen Lingdu and others despised me and called me a country doctor.
Therefore, the residents agreed that I had an average income and had to support my family, including an old man, a young man, and a stupid husband in the middle. I couldn't count on him at all, and I still had to make money to support him.
It's a good thing that they misunderstood me. I don't want my wealth to be exposed. I don't want them to know how rich I am.
Some people are somewhat discerning and say that Yun Zhou has an extraordinary bearing and is not like ordinary people. He may be a noble in trouble.
Their table began to discuss the identities of the four of us, and over a cup of tea, they made up a story.
He said that Yunzhou was a son of a nobleman. Something happened in his family and he was rescued by me. I am not like the villagers.
Dr. Nomura is afraid that she is a female doctor from a wealthy family, and she is marrying a foolish nobleman to get married.
Although it was a happy occasion, the couple also had some feelings for each other. After the disaster, I did not abandon him and took him to escape with his father and sister.
My father... Manager Zhang is not like a farmer. He probably works as a housekeeper or accountant, and he may also be a scholar.
And my sister is even less like a country girl. She must have been pampered since she was a child and raised as a young lady from a wealthy family.
Manager Zhang applauded them and praised them for their accuracy in judging people.
They can compile it so well, which saves us the trouble of compiling our own identities and backgrounds. They compile it well and we can use it directly.
They have all seen Yunzhou eating fried soybeans these past few days, reluctant to part with them, and eating them by the grain. The fact that a nobleman is so pitiful is enough to prove that we have no money.
There are people with dark hearts who suspect that I treat Yun Zhou harshly on purpose and refuse to spend money on him.
Others disagreed, saying that if I disliked this fool, I could leave him alone and provide him with food and drink just to treat a fool who didn't understand anything badly, unless I was free.
Their argument gradually went off topic, and others were still discussing the murderer.
No one noticed that Ye Fengniang was missing. I glanced at her just now, and then she left her seat and went to the backyard on the pretext of going to the hut.
The people at her table waited for a long time, wondering why she hadn't come back yet.
I gave her the clues I found, so of course she went to find the murderer.
While everyone was having a heated discussion, the dozen or so people on the roof entered their rooms one by one to search them.
There was nothing important in our room, and the money was all carried on our bodies. The other items were ordinary things, and they found nothing. ….
If I were the murderer, would they be able to find any valuable clues?
At this time, Ye Fengniang came back from the kitchen, carrying a kettle, and went to the table to add water.
Everyone was already talking and their mouths were dry, and the teapot was almost full.
She took the initiative to serve everyone, and the residents thanked her repeatedly.
Only then did the waiter realize that he had neglected his duty. He stood in the corner with a heavy heart, not knowing what he was thinking, just like a background board.
Seeing Ye Fengniang refilling the water for the guests, he hurried to the kitchen and brought out dried fruits for the guests.
The landlady had previously explained that tea and snacks would be free of charge for everyone when they gathered in the lobby.
The waiter may not be as innocent as he said. I didn't mention him opening the window in public, but he was even more flustered than before.
He made two trips in a row, and on the third trip he was detained in the kitchen and forcibly taken to the stable in the backyard.
It was Ye Fengniang's group who did it, and the residents in the lobby didn't notice anything strange at all. They were only focused on chasing the murderer, and no one cared about the waiter's whereabouts.
The landlady was also detained upstairs and no one asked her about it for such a long time.
When she finally came downstairs, her smile was obviously much stiffer. Others still didn't notice it and continued to joke with her as usual.
She glanced at me, her eyes complicated and difficult to decipher.
I guess she thought Ye Fengniang and I were in the same group.
This is not surprising, there are killers of all kinds, men, women, old and young in the Star Reaching for the Moon Tower.
The four of us... Even Yunzhou has the potential to be a killer, he is just stupid and his martial arts skills are not broken.
The proprietress didn't see the waiter, so she cursed and went to the kitchen to look for someone. Of course she couldn't find him, so she went to the backyard to look for him.
The waiter was still in the stable and was taken back to the kitchen by the landlady.
Those who investigated, his people had already returned to the roof.
I don't know if they asked anything, but when the waiter returned to the lobby again, his eyes were straight and he was lost.
The cook has been busy in the kitchen. Today, all the guests are eating at the same time, so he is the only one cooking. He is so busy that he hits the back of his head.
"Come out! Stop hiding, old poisoner." Ye Fengniang walked into the lobby now, her whole demeanor changed.
Upstairs, in the corridor leading to the backyard, two teams of men in black suddenly rushed in.
they are fast
They surrounded the lobby, holding either star-catching swords or moon-catching swords in their hands.
These two weapons are specially made by Reaching for the Stars and the Moon. They have their own characteristics, and people can recognize their identities at a glance.
The tip of the star-catching sword is forked, shaped like a snake, and is used to hook meat.
The blade of the moon knife is jagged, and it always hurts when it snaps.
Most of the residents are traders, and there are very few people who have never heard of Reaching for Stars and Fishing for the Moon Tower.
Seeing the killers from the killer organization appearing and surrounding them, everyone's face turned pale with fear.
I winked, trying to pretend to be scared, but my body was weak and I had facial paralysis...
"Daughter, don't be angry. Let's save their lives first and wait and see what the situation is." Manager Zhang saw the change in my expression and lowered his voice to persuade me.
I put away my scared expression and smiled at him with the only normal expression I could make.
"Okay, okay, they really don't count." Manager Zhang seemed to agree with the contempt in my smile.
Alas, I finally got rid of my identity as a secret guard, and I can't escape my connection with the gangster. This face is too easy to attract gangsters!
The killers in Star Reaching Moon Tower all have dead faces, and when they stand around, there is a cold air.
Ye Fengniang called the residents in the lobby "Old Poison", but everyone looked at me and me, and they all had blank faces.
"Ms. Ye, who is your name?" someone asked in confusion.
"Qiao Guiqiao." Ye Fengniang spit out a name.
"Who is it?"
"Who is Qiao Guiqiao?"
"My surname is not Qiao, my surname is Lu."
Everyone was talking, but no one admitted that he was Qiao Guiqiao.
It seems that Ye Fengniang's investigation has made progress. The murderer is not her or the waiter. It must be among the residents like us.
I also suspected the proprietress, but if she was the murderer, Ye Fengniang would not let her go. .
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