Neverland

In the absence of any clues and clues, if the task object died in vain, then finding out the cause of death and the murderer is the basic task step.

"But if you want to find out if she died of poisoning, don't you need an autopsy?" Xu Muzhou said: "Although Song Xueyao will not be autopsyed after death, there will definitely be an imperial doctor coming to check whether she is dead. If it is superficial The slow poison that can be seen, presumably no one has not discovered it until now."

"Song Xueyao is the mother of a country after all, so we have to keep the whole body." Yan Cen said, pulling Song Xueyao's wrist up, and carefully examined her fingertips for a while.

Song Xueyao's nails are dyed very well, but the way of dressing the living and the dead is completely different in strength.Song Xueyao's body should be taken care of by the maid beside her. Although it looks very appropriate, there are always omissions.

"Mu Zhou." Yan Cen said, "Bring a candle, be careful, don't burn your hands."

As soon as Xu Muzhou heard it, he knew that he had a clue, so An An made up his mind. He took a candlestick from the altar, walked around behind Yan Cen, and stood beside Song Xueyao's shoulder to illuminate Yan Cen.

Yan Cen raised Song Xueyao's finger to the candlelight, and Xu Muzhou realized that something was wrong.

Song Xueyao's nails were round and slender, and when she flickered under the candlelight, two layers of color appeared, one red and one pink.

That color looks very strange, even a person like Xu Muzhou who knows nothing about beauty knows that similar colors will blend together.The ancients did not have industrial nail polish, so nail dyeing was nothing more than using some dyes or flower juices. This kind of thing is not condensed enough, and it is easy to lose color.

Leaving aside whether the people around Song Xueyao would be so confused as to dye their nails without washing off the color, it was strange that the two layers of color did not blend together.

"Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou had a faint guess: "Is the bottom floor..."

Yan Cen put Song Xueyao's hand back to its original position, twisted her right index finger with his left hand, and then used his nails to lightly stroke the nipple between her nails.

The flower juice used to dye nails will not leave debris, Yan Cen withdrew his hands, his hands were clean.

Xu Muzhou looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was up to.

Yan Cen glanced at him, and put the finger that touched Song Xueyao's nail just now under Xu Muzhou's nose.

Xu Muzhou subconsciously took a breath, only to find that there was an extremely subtle fragrance on Yan Cen's hands, which was exactly the same as the strange fragrance in Song Xueyao's mouth.

Although this strange smell is unpleasant, it will dissipate quickly in the air, but the ones in Yan Cen's hands are not. Although it is faint, it can still be recognized after a few breaths.

"Did the poison be in the potion she used to dye her nails?" Xu Muzhou quickly understood the key here, and asked, "That's why no one noticed?"

"It should be." Yan Cen said, and pulled out a long and thin silver needle from under the wrist armor of his cuff.

Xu Muzhou: "..."

All right, he thought.It really is Doraemon, it has everything.

The silver needle in Yan Cen's hand was as thin as a cow's hair, with a cold light, and both ends were sharp.Xu Muzhou originally thought that Yan Cen was going to scratch Song Xueyao's nails, but he didn't expect that after looking at it for a long time, he actually squeezed Song Xueyao's lips.Yan Cen first inserted the silver needles into Song Xueyao's throat, then turned the needles upside down one by one, inserted the tip of the needles, and scraped Song Xueyao's innermost teeth.

Xu Muzhou felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Xu Muzhou always felt a little awkward for a dignified queen with a gentle appearance and noble status, lying here and being pawed around.

But then again, it's for her own good too.Xu Muzhou looked down at Song Xueyao, and made a silent discussion in his heart, asking her to bear it for now.

Fortunately, Yan Cen moved quickly, he let go of Song Xueyao, took a step back and left the coffin while twisting the silver needle.

Seeing that he had no intention of continuing, Xu Muzhou stretched out his hand and covered Song Xueyao's body with the cloth he had just lifted.

"See what?" Xu Muzhou asked.

Yan Cen came back to his senses and handed him the silver needle in his hand.The needle was not as black as in the TV series, Xu Muzhou shook it under the candlelight, only to find that it was covered with a very thin gray-purple layer.

"Now it is almost certain that Song Xueyao was poisoned to death. The poison was put into the things she dyed her nails... Maybe it was in the flower juice, or maybe it was in the utensils. These poisons were kept in her hands. In life, she was eaten by her without anyone noticing and entered her body." Yan Cen left the coffin, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, washed his hands with cold tea, and continued: "Although I don't know the reason, But this kind of poison is quickly absorbed after entering the body, so that there is no trace."

As Yan Cen said, he came over, took the silver needle from Xu Muzhou's hand, and showed him the snow-white needle body at the other end.

"Song Xueyao's teeth are like nails, and there are some residues." Yan Cen said, "But there is nothing in her throat."

"It should be a drug absorbed by mucous membranes or blood?" Xu Muzhou doesn't know much about the structure of the human body, so he can only guess: "But the problem is, if this drug is so easily metabolized, how does the toxicity remain? And accumulated enough to kill people?"

"There are many years in the palace, and there are also many secret medicines." Yan Cen said: "It is not surprising that there are people who control people's hearts, or people who kill people invisible."

Yan Cen glanced at Xu Muzhou as he spoke, and smiled: "If you don't believe me, touch your body, maybe you have it too."

Xu Muzhou subconsciously covered his belt, and realized belatedly that he is now considered a "blood drop", a dangerous figure in the palace.

Although Xu Muzhou felt that Yan Cen was playing tricks on him, he still looked down suspiciously at himself and touched him up and down.

Yan Cen looked funny, walked over and took out an inconspicuous small paper bag from the interlayer at his waist.

"Okay." Yan Cen said, "It's gone now."

Xu Muzhou looked at the things in his hands in shock: "Is there really?"

"Sweat medicine." Yan Cen said, stuffing the paper bag into his belt, and said nonchalantly, "I'll keep it for you first."

Xu Muzhou respectfully thanked these unknown strange medicine powders, and offered them without any objection.

"So it would be great if I could know what this medicine is." Xu Muzhou sighed, "It doesn't matter if it's the ingredients or what, there are always some clues. In such a big palace, there is more than one person who has the motive to harm Song Xueyao Two people."

Xu Muzhou never thought of handing this thing over to other doctors for inspection. Wei Wenxuan came to Yan Cen to investigate the haunting case. If the emperor knew that they had moved Song Xueyao's body without authorization, Song Xueyao's injustice case might not be investigated. Understand, the two of them have to be pushed out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded first.

Yan Cen didn't speak, he looked at the silver needle over and over in his hand for a while, and suddenly stuck the poisoned needle on the other side into his hand.

Xu Muzhou couldn't stop him in time, he watched tiny blood beads emerge from the wound poked by the silver needle, and Yan Cen indifferently wiped it into a bloodstain.

"What are you doing!" Xu Muzhou was in a hurry, he pulled out the needle and threw it on the ground, grabbed Yan Cen's hand and looked over and over again, choking with a strong smell of gunpowder: "Dirty or not, I don't know what cross-infection is. ?”

Yan Cen let him pull him without moving, his eyes were blank for a moment, and his amber pupils became darker and darker in an instant, almost dark brown.

Xu Muzhou was busy checking his hands, but didn't notice this abnormality.

Yan Cen's eyes quickly refocused, he shook his head, and held Xu Muzhou's hand behind his back.

"It's okay." Yan Cen said, "It's something like a hallucinogen. The dose is very light, and it won't make people hallucinate."

"You—" Xu Muzhou was about to laugh angrily at him, raised his head to look at him, and asked sincerely, "Are you stupid?"

Yan Cen knew he was wrong, he rubbed Xu Muzhou's tiger's mouth affectionately with his thumb, looked at him quietly, and didn't speak.

Xu Muzhou looked at him, and inexplicably read a very strange submissiveness from his eyes.

Xu Muzhou: "..."

Forget it, Xu Muzhou thought hard, he knew it well.

"It is true that hallucinogens can easily cause mental damage and even kill people." Xu Muzhou sighed, turned the page over, and said, "Some hallucinogens can cause mental paralysis, while others can cause mental paralysis. The mind is so high that the body is overloaded. At the end of the day, this kind of drug-like drug is very damaging to the human body, especially if it leads to addiction.”

This is probably the cause of Song Xueyao's death. Xu Muzhou touched the warm hydrangea on his wrist, and looked at the black mucus that had dropped from it.

"So Song Xueyao's obsession is to find the murderer?" Xu Muzhou said.

Although Xu Muzhou said interrogative sentences, he already believed them seven or eight percent in his heart.Song Xueyao's life was frank. If there were no accidents, the future would continue to go smoothly. Anyone who was killed in such a way would hate to the core.

The black slime on the hydrangea stays at a level, this thing looks a bit like Song Xueyao, they are very easy to talk to, the progress of the task is generous, the black slime has dropped by a fifth.

"Looks like I guessed it right." Xu Muzhou said, "Song Xueyao's obsession is indeed related to her death."

"Then follow this line and look down." Yan Cen said.

He held Xu Muzhou's right wrist in a hand-holding posture, carefully tucked the hydrangea along Xu Muzhou's wrist armor, and loosened the originally fastened wrist armor a little to ensure that the pendant would not be broken. It wasn't until Xu Muzhou let go.

"Although this medicine is very effective, but the strange fragrance is too abnormal." Yan Cen let go of his hand and said, "It's strange why Song Xueyao didn't feel anything wrong, so—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, and turned to look in the direction of Song Xueyao's coffin.

There was a sound of objects falling in the empty hall, the sound was not loud, but very clear, as if something like jade fell to the ground.

Xu Muzhou suffocated for breath, and heard a few small and messy footsteps for no reason.