"Then why do you say that?" Nephew Xu was puzzled.
Shu Li handed over the book in his hand: "I guessed it from some barely legible words."
"Surgery, old age, strength, and exchange..." Shu Li opened the next book and continued to explain the basis for her guess: "It is not difficult to imagine that a person who has lived in pain for a long time will find it difficult not to have Have some positive hopes.”
"For example, regain health or exchange with a healthy person."
"But that's impossible." Nephew Xu retorted weakly.
"Really?" Shu Li asked back: "Then why do you think Mr. Bei put forward the condition that he cannot return to his original home after inheriting his property?"
"But Mr. Bei did not restrict the selected person from giving money to the original family in the future."
"After all, if you exchange the life of another child for your own, this compensation shouldn't be nothing, right?" Shu Li added: "Of course, I mean it's nothing to him."
"As for me, I respect every living life."
Shu Li finished speaking extremely seriously, and added seriously in her heart: Except for Qizhen.
But she was facing nephew Xu in front of her. After hearing her conclusion, the expression on his face really couldn't be concealed at all.
Shu Li marveled at his innocence and put away the idea of continuing to test.
A few minutes later, others came to the study.
Secretary Zhou was familiar with some professional vocabulary due to his real-life occupation. After reading several books, they restored a relatively clear description.
There is a nation in the far north of the world. They have a secret method of exchanging souls with others.
One disadvantage of this secret method is that although there are no other abnormalities after the soul change, the person who uses this secret method must personally pierce and cut the throat of his body after the soul change.
There are two explanations for this approach.
One is that they believe in rumors from the East and believe that there are gods underground. They are afraid that the soul-changed people will complain after death, so they deprive them of the right to speak.
As for another explanation, they think this method is similar to hanging, and people who hang themselves will not be reincarnated.
"Both explanations are very vicious." As soon as Secretary Zhou finished speaking, Miss Lin made a sharp comment.
"So, Mr. Bei is the one who uses the secret method, so who is the one being used? It's hard to guess!" She touched her chin, and then said: "We are strangers to each other, not familiar with each other, no matter it is Inside and outside the plot.”
Shu Li would have really believed her story if he hadn't seen the corners of her mouth raised and the eyes that glanced at nephew Xu intentionally or unintentionally.
But they did not discuss the matter thoroughly at present, but went to the first floor together.
Firstly, because time is limited and I want to grasp more clues, and secondly, because only Secretary Zhou understands those vocabulary, but he is not completely trustworthy.
After arriving on the first floor, Shu Li's target direction was the balcony on the first floor, but she didn't expect that Miss Lin walked in right behind her.
Thanks to the translucent partition glass, the busy figures of the three men were still clearly visible.
Shu Li looked at the serious little girl Lin, puzzled: "Is something wrong?"
"I'm not stupid!" Miss Lin suddenly said, and her words made Shu Li even more confused.
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"Brother Rong's skills are very useful to me, that's why I keep him." Little sister Lin looked outside the balcony, always on guard against anyone who wanted to come over.
"So, he thought I was a stupid woman and begged me to give him points or do other things. These are far less than the rewards his skills can bring to me."
Miss Lin raised her lips slightly: "But if he knows that I really need that skill, our dominant relationship will change."
Shu Li blinked and touched his chin again: "What skill?"
Little sister Lin was choked by her strong desire for knowledge and was a little silent for a while.
"Tell me about it, I can't rob it anyway." Shu Li urged while rummaging around the balcony.
Miss Lin was speechless, but she still revealed something: "It's about luck. It can only be used in a dungeon, and it has no effect in a place like this."
"Is it useful?" Shu Li frowned.
Non-Chief Shu said: Luck is a very elusive existence.
But Miss Lin nodded: "It's okay."
"Actually, there's no need for you to come to me, and I wouldn't be prejudiced against you in the first place." Shu Li buried her head in a place on the balcony where she could hide things, and ended the topic in a very tactful way.
Their friendship was shallow, but not deep.
"My pleasure."
Shu Li smiled and was about to speak when her hand playing with the flower pot suddenly touched something. The familiar feeling made her pause.
"What is it?" Miss Lin was keenly aware of it and came over.
In Shu Li's hand was the fruit knife that she had thrown out of the window.
"Ah! Isn't this the knife you used to peel apples?" Miss Lin raised her voice. Attracted others.
The balcony, which was not empty at first, was instantly crowded.
"No wonder I didn't find it in your room. It turns out you hid the knife here."
Shu Li frowned: "Before explaining, I think we should go to the living room?"
Crowded spaces tend to make people irritable and find fault with others.
They temporarily returned to the living room and sat on the sofa, waiting for Shuli's explanation.
"At ten o'clock in the evening, after I was convinced that I had lost the qualification to inherit the property, I wanted to steal some things to pay back the money. After all, my family said that if I don't inherit the property, I don't have to go home."
"For some reason, I attacked Mr. Bei. But he was lying on the bed at the time. Although I stabbed him, the blood stains we saw just now were enough to prove that Mr. Bei had lost his vital signs at the time."
"Is it possible that he was about to lose his vital signs and you happened to give him the last blow?" Brother Rong asked.
"Then how do you explain that he was sitting under the bed after we entered?" Shu Li retorted calmly: "If the person who went in after me found that Mr. Bei had no vital signs, why did he go to the trouble of letting Mr. Bei sit on the ground? "
"Also, the wound on his neck is obviously the fatal wound." Shu Li said, "Why do you want to divert your attention? Is that injury related to you?"
"Speaking of which, has anyone found anything similar to a kite string or a fishing line?" Miss Lin suddenly changed the topic out of some unknown idea.
"There are also gloves." Secretary Zhou then added, and stretched out his hands with palms facing up: "If there are no marks on our hands, then the real murderer acted with gloves."
"Oh?" Miss Lin suddenly burst out with a huge smile: "According to this, you seem to be the most suitable for this condition, right?"
"You don't have to worry about being suspected by anyone when you go in and out of Mr. Bei's bedroom. Even if the other party makes any noise, you can use the excuse of illness to dismiss others."
Secretary Zhou was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "The gloves are in the hanging box on the balcony wall. Everyone can get them, and it is possible for everyone!"
