The heroine of the healing department is very rigid [Pride and Prejudice]

It never occurred to Mary Bennet that she would die of a wind chill.

After death, her soul was neither sent to heaven nor hell.

Instead, it floats around the Bennet estate, quickly scanning through the lives of the family members.

The father's investment failed, and the family wealth was dispersed, and all the female relatives in the family were sent to the monastery.

How could this be?

"There is an intruder deliberately destroying your world." A black robed man emerged silently. He was wearing a black hood so that only his chin could be seen. Earthy smell.

"You can go back and change all that."

"What?" Mary was surprised.

"I can send you back to the past, find the intruder, and get everything back on track." The man's voice was hoarse and deep, full of temptation.

"As a condition, you must sacrifice the invader's soul to me, otherwise, your soul will remain in hell forever. Are you willing?"

Mary glanced again at Elizabeth who was scrubbing the floor in the convent in Madrid, then took a deep breath and nodded to the man.

"I am willing."

A huge force suddenly struck, and Mary was dragged backwards uncontrollably, falling into a black vortex, and the scenery in front of her also began to blur.

"Who are you?" she yelled with all her might.

The man took off his hood, and suddenly a pair of huge white wings appeared behind him. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing a creepy smile.

"Lucifer."

Lucifer, the sin of pride, would rather be a king in hell than a slave in heaven.If you make a deal with the devil, you must pay the price. (Note 1)

When Mary opened her eyes again, she found herself sitting in the dining room of Bennet Manor, with a delicious roast chicken placed in the center of the dining table.

She looked blankly at the family members around the dining table, her eyes suddenly became sore.In order to prevent her family members from discovering the abnormality, Mary quickly lowered her head, sniffed her nose twice while no one was paying attention, and held back her tears.

When she adjusted her mood and raised her head, the dining table was already full.

Today's dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous. In addition to the roast chicken just now, there were steaks, fried fish and potatoes, fried sausages and stews, as well as a bottle of red wine worth forty pounds. It seemed that something happy must have happened.

"I have some good news for you." Mrs. Bennet was a little excited. She wore a champagne off-the-shoulder evening dress and a double-strand pearl necklace today, "Your father has visited Netherfield Mr Bingley of the estate, who invited us to a party on Saturday night."

Netherfield Manor?Mary gradually calmed down. She remembered that in her previous life, Jane and Mr. Bingley of Netherfield Manor had fallen in love with each other. They were going to get married, but then something happened.

After that accident, the Bennet family seemed to have opened a Pandora's box, and unfortunate events followed one after another.

"These days, you all have to prepare well. Especially Mary, don't always think about running a horse. This is not something a lady should do." Mrs. Bennet cut a small piece of steak into her mouth, chewed for twenty It takes a few bites to swallow.

After eating the steak, Mrs. Bennet tapped the goblet containing the wine with a fork, and only continued to speak after attracting the attention of the whole family.

"Mr. Bingley of Netherfield Manor attaches great importance to this ball. I heard that he will bring some friends over. You must behave yourself and don't be rude."

"But we are not acquainted with Mr. Bingley and his friends."

"I mean, in case any of them ever did something bad. We shouldn't be going to this dance."

Mary suddenly questioned that her mind is now full of the "intruder" mentioned by Lucifer.

"My God," cried Lydia, the youngest, "Mary, you don't have to go to the ball if you don't want to, but you can't insult a gentleman and his friends."

"You haven't seen him before, how do you know he is a gentleman? Some people seem to believe in God, but in fact they are making deals with the devil." Mary retorted, and made up her mind to find the "intruder".

"God, Mom, look at her." Lydia threw the knife on the plate with a "clink", put her hands on the table, her eyes widened in disbelief, "Mary dared to say this in order to avoid the ball." plant words."

"Your father has seen Mr. Bingley, and he is convinced that he is a real gentleman."

Mrs. Bennet looked at Mary slightly dissatisfied, apparently she had the same thought as Lydia, "Everyone of us must go to the ball, and we must dress properly, I have already told the cook to let her go to the dance for a few days Stop making desserts so you can tuck yourselves into your dresses."

"It's just a ball, and we are all dressed up beautifully. Could it be that Mr. Bingley wants to choose a concubine like a king?"

Mary was a bit impatient, uneasy about the "intruder" and suspicious of anyone outside the Bennet family.

"I must find a strict governess to teach you, or I will send you to Lowood Ladies College." Mrs. Bennet threw the fork on the plate with a "clang" like Lydia, which is Behavior is not ladylike at all.

Under Elizabeth's persuasion, Mary finally chose to remain silent.

This is the experience they have accumulated over the years. Only silence can make the mother say less.Otherwise she would have delivered an indictment as long as Don Juan on the theme of "fragile nerves" and in the tone of a bard.

The dinner was very noisy, and Mrs. Bennet kept talking about Mr. Bingley, and complimenting him on what a gentleman and person he was, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

It was not until there was a knock at the door that Mrs. Bennet ended her praise of Mr. Bingley.

The country sheriff came in after the maid, took off his hat, said hello to Mr. Bennet, then turned his eyes to the ladies, hesitated, and produced a warrant.

"Miss Mary Bennet, you are suspected of poisoning Mrs. Parkinson. I am here to take you to the police station for questioning."

"what?"

"You must be mistaken. My daughter would never do that kind of thing."

"You cannot smear a young lady's innocence like that."

"How is Mrs. Parkinson?"

The Bennet family cried out.

"We found nuxon in the wine that Miss Mary gave Mrs. Parkinson." The sheriff explained, "So Miss Mary must come with us." After that, he showed Mr. Bennet the arrest warrant , and then took a few steps closer to Mary, making a "please" gesture.

"I can go to the police station with you, but I can also swear to God, I didn't poison Mrs. Parkinson." Mary stood up and tried to look calm, but her slightly trembling fingers betrayed her.

This was an accident within an accident, because this kind of thing never happened in his previous life.

"How is Mrs. Parkinson?" Mary was a little worried. She didn't want to hear the bad news of her friend's death just after she was reborn.At this moment, she was being arranged to sit in a single armchair in the police station, with a guard in black uniform standing beside her.

"The doctors are bleeding her."

The magistrate answered, having a tray brought over with a bottle of red wine and a goblet filled with it, and then taking a note-book from a drawer, ready to begin questioning.

"For God's sake, please stop bleeding her. You should feed her some strong tea and dilute potassium permanganate solution to induce vomiting."

Mary was so emotional that she almost jumped out of her chair. "Bleeding" therapy has long been abandoned by scientists (Note 2), but in rural areas, many doctors are still obsessed with it.

The sheriff gave Mary a strange look. He understood the principle of strong tea to induce vomiting, but what happened to potassium permanganate, isn't that stuff used to make cleaning agents?

"Please, don't let the doctor do bloodletting again." Mary begged, "Give Mrs. Parkinson some strong tea, let her spit out the contents of her stomach, and let her stay in a quiet place away from light."

The magistrate was still skeptical, but he still sent a guard to the clinic. After all, he knew exactly what level those country doctors were, at least as far as he was concerned, he would never go to them for medical treatment.

Then he began to confirm the time, place, and relationship between Mary and Mrs. Parkinson.

Mrs. Parkinson was an old friend of Mary's and the landlady of the Hertfordshire inn.They meet every seven days and bring gifts for each other.

The last time was three days ago, Mary brought home-made red wine, which was the bottle that the sheriff had just brought up.

"I have always respected Mr. Bennet, and I am willing to believe that his daughters are very decent people, but judging from the current situation, you are still our number one suspect."

The sheriff cleared his throat, looking a little embarrassed. The Bennet family brought in a lot of tax revenue to Hertfordshire every year, and he didn't want to offend such a "big taxpayer".

In order to prove that his inference was correct, he also called a guest who lived in the hotel to be a witness.

"Miss Emily, you saw Miss Mary give red wine to Mrs. Parkinson, right?"

A girl with reddish-brown hair came in. She was well-proportioned and sweet-looking. When she spoke, she liked to raise her head desperately, her eyes drooped, and she looked very proud.

Mary remembered her, she was a distant relative of the Bennet family, and she would live in the Bennet Manor for a while in a few years.I just don't know why it will appear now this time, maybe it's the butterfly effect, or maybe it's not necessarily.

"That's right, sir." Emily replied.

"Before dinner today, Mrs. Parkinson never opened that bottle of red wine, did she?" The sheriff recorded a few times in his notebook and continued to ask.

"Yes, that's right. Mrs. Parkinson fainted after drinking." Emily nodded affirmatively, with a confident smile on her lips.

She is a fast traveler, traveling between various worlds and maps, but this is the first time she has entered a world masterpiece.Before coming to "Pride and Prejudice", she was told by the system that she would meet a rival in this world: Mary Bennet.

So Emily quickly decided to destroy Marie in the first place, just like she had killed the heroines in other worlds before.

The sheriff nodded, then sighed at Mary.

"According to the answers from you and other guests in the hotel, Mrs. Parkinson has no enemies."

"And the bottle of red wine was not opened in advance, so the poison could only have been poured into the wine before it was delivered to Mrs. Parkinson."

"I don't have a motive for committing the crime." Mary explained, she couldn't figure out what the situation was, why she had to be charged as a murderer just after being reborn, and she also vaguely felt that Emily was targeting herself.

"Yes, that's right, you have no motive." The sheriff felt a little headache, "But we did detect nuxon in the wine glass, as I just said..."

"Did nuxes be detected in the wine glass?" Mary keenly noticed a problem, "You said, you detected nuxes in the wine glass, but what about the wine bottle? Have you checked the wine bottle?"