I Became an Anonymous Boss

"The murderer doesn't know about it," Shirataki said.

"So I think the death of this family was an accident." Duan Mujin narrowed her eyes: "Accidents are uncontrollable variables, and the clues it leaves may be trivial, or they may be important."

Shirataki nodded, then something was wrong.

... Why does this girl look a little excited?

He coughed dryly: "We are actually discussing some serious things."

Duan Mujin blinked: "Really? I think this is similar to doing a problem."

"A question?"

"That's right, it's similar to the Mathematical Olympiad questions. It's all a matter of deciphering the cocoons, and it doesn't mean that the questions are correct." Duan Mujin replied.

"There's something wrong with you." Shirataki's upper body deviates from the ground at a 45-degree angle, and he presses down with both hands: "Since when did Olympiad questions and even suspecting that there is a problem with the questions become a basic operation?"

Duan Muqin replied without thinking, "Because I'm unlucky."

...Because of bad luck, why did you get the wrong questions in the Mathematical Olympiad?

...I have encountered many wrong questions, so when I found out that the answer was wrong, my first reaction was to suspect that there was a problem with the question, instead of answering it myself?

... This reason is so true that I cannot refute it.

"You're so unlucky." Shirataki could only sigh in this way.

"Anyway, I'm a little interested in this matter." Duan Mujin picked up the glass bottle: "I already have a rough guess and idea, and I plan to conduct a chemical experiment to verify its nature."

"What about me?" Shirataki pointed at himself: "Shall I give you a 666?"

"Go buy some supper, stay with me tonight." Duan Mujin took out the beaker, alcohol lamp and other instruments, and stretched.

"Are you going to stay up late?" Bai Taki murmured, "There's no need to work so hard..."

...The boat of friendship is about to capsize, so you still help me like this?

"You care about me?" Duan Mujin didn't look back: "I'm happy~"

Chapter 69 Growing Up Means Pain and Hurt

【Anecdote Mission】

[Mission objective: catch cold spring red carp]

[Task reward: [-] points of karma]

[Confirm that the task has been completed and the reward has been issued]

Shirataki looked at the pattern on the gate, and the illusory icon was already lit up.

The karma points had already broken through the limit of one thousand, and he could already exchange them for the skills of "Turning the Heavenly Demon".

The Heavenly Demon then turns to the corresponding enlightenment period, that is, opens up the Zhou Tianqiao acupoint, steps into the perfection of the inner world, and then hits the innate entrance.

He was not in a hurry to exchange the exercises, but sat quietly for half the night, and steadily raised his cultivation level to Rank [-] of the Heavenly Demon.

With the cultivation base of the eighth rank, the quality of true qi has been greatly improved, and it is easier to operate, plus the domineering special effects of the demonic true qi...very stable.

More importantly, he is already qualified to learn the only martial art included in the Heavenly Demon Nine Revolutions, and it is also a move that he has been coveting for a long time.

"Heavenly Demon Roar", this is an interruption and control skill.

Release the Heavenly Demon Qi to form a sonic shock, forming a range of blows, which has a strong dizzying effect.

If one has cultivated to a high level, the roar of this voice can directly tear the enemy's liver and gallbladder apart.

In essence, it is similar to the lion's roar of Buddhist monks.

In the future, you can directly use this trick to release the mouth cannon (physical) attack, and see who still says that your mouth cannon is useless.

Shirataki raised his hand and waved it, the boundary gate turned into a phantom and dissipated. It can be summoned at any time, and it can also retreat at any time. There is no limit, at most, there is a certain period of cooldown after opening the gate.

He sat and practiced in the laboratory all night, and he was still full of energy when he woke up in the morning, without feeling tired at all.

When the vigil was boring, I took the initiative to practice, and half the night passed without knowing it.

Get up from the seat, turn your head to look out the window, the sky is already bright.

At this time in the laboratory, Duan Mujin folded his hands and fell asleep leaning on the laboratory table.

He looked a little tired, and the tools on the test bench were not put away, and the candles of the alcohol lamp were flickering.

Bai Taki came to Duan Mujin's side, and there were notes spread out beside her, and the conclusions she got were recorded in the notebook.

There are not many records, only half a page of paper, and the total number of words is only a few lines of text.

But the conclusions written here and the inferences extended from the conclusions are more and more shocking.

Shirataki's face became more and more serious, a seemingly simple poisoning case has turned into such a complicated pattern.

He couldn't believe it, but Duan Mujin had verified what was in the glass bottle.

He had to admit that maybe everyone was wrong.

Shirataki picked up his hat to cover the alcohol lamp, closed the notebook, and took a few deep breaths.

...Not completely sure yet, but more than likely.

... Next, it's just a simple verification.

He glanced at Duan Mujin, no matter what, this time he accepted her favor.

Originally, she was just a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and she tried it out with depression and joy, but she didn't expect that she really had this ability, and she could infer so many possibilities just from the clues at hand. Generalize.

I only know how to slide the shovel.

And she doesn't need a shovel to teach people how to shovel.

Technical work is not suitable for a brainless fool like me.

Oh no...

Shirataki patted his forehead, his goal is to become a superman of the sword who wins snow in white, how come his style of painting gradually deviates to a barbarian who only knows how to use muscles?

Forget it, I have to reverse this wrong style of painting.

Bai Taki turned his gaze back to Duan Mujin who was sleeping peacefully, she frowned as if she was having a nightmare.

"I owe you."

"The meal card will not be returned to you."

Shirataki turned around, thinking he could continue whoring for nothing.

……

……

Pushing open the gate of the world, passing through the boundary between illusion and reality, the demon returns to another world.

It was dark when we left, and it was already bright when we came back.

Bai Taki returned to Linglong Xiaozhu, staring at the sky in a daze for three seconds.

Finally, he asked Xingshu: "How many days have passed? One day or two days?"

The apricot tree moved its leaves, another gust of wind blew, and an apricot blossom fell into his hand.

"One day..." Bai Taki said heartily, the remaining time is running out

He then asked, "Will anyone come after I leave?"

The leaves are rustling.

"Who is it? People from Yanyun Mansion?"

The almond tree shakes its leaves and hangs down its branches.

"Okay, I understand... Maybe something happened to the Tantai family."

Shirataki took off his sweater and hung it on the branch of the apricot tree.

Seeing the red carp wagging its tail again, he sprinkled a handful of rice in, put his two knives on his back, and went out.

At this time, Tantai's mansion had already been covered with white silk, the gate of the mansion was open, and the servants were all covered with white clothes.

This time Bai Taki took a bit of effort to come in, he needed someone to lead the way, he said he was leading the way, but in fact he was watching him.

He asked a few words before he found out that during the time he left, three more members of the Tantai family died.

The usual friendly atmosphere dissipated completely, instead filled with a faint sense of chill.

Because in such a large family, several people died one after another, the most embarrassing thing is that even the murderer cannot be found. Once the news spread, the face of the Tantai family can be regarded as a big embarrassment. It is not only an internal matter of the clan, but also a According to the evaluation of the rivers and lakes and the court.

It's one thing to lose face, another to be sad.

Grief is another interpretation of anger, because there is no way to release it, and if you know who the poisoner is, you will not be able to relieve your hatred if you cut him into pieces.

Mourning hall, oyster, coffin, brazier.

There was a sense of chill and silence, only the sound of flames burning paper money.

Bai Taki saw Tantai Ziyue, she was dressed in plain white filial piety, her eyes drooped coldly, like a broken doll, she couldn't see the light in her eyes.

Sitting here, the heart seems to be dead.

Relatives passed away one after another, and she could only watch them die in pain.

She must be regretting why she paid attention to the anecdote about the red carp. If it wasn't for the red carp, nothing would have happened.

The most painful thing for her is her own powerlessness, and she endures inner condemnation and torture over and over again.

With red and swollen eyes and drooping head, she knelt in front of the coffin, silently becoming a sculpture.

Until Bai Taki came closer: "Miss Tantai..."

She raised her eyelids slightly, and her eyes brightened a little: "Young master, you are fine... I didn't see you, so I thought something happened to you too."

Bai Taki was silent, what he never wanted to hear was such a concerned sentence: "I'm late."

Tantai Ziyue said softly: "My lord, my grandmother... passed away."

Shirataki listened.

She knelt down in front of the coffin and said in a low voice: "My grandmother was very good to me, really good, and it's not too much to say that she doted on me... Do you know that I was brought up by my grandmother since I was a child, my mother He passed away very early, and his father was busy with government affairs. All his life, he wanted to prove that what he had learned all his life was the policy of governing the country. He didn't care much about me at all, and I'm not a boy, so a girl who can get married is not worthy of being cared for... "