Chapter 124: The clue is broken again

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"I remember that Li's best cook is soup, and the soup that comes out is very fresh, but everyone who has drunk said it well, and also has a good appetite for his wife.
Therefore, after she came, the wife's appetite did improve a lot, and people gradually became fatter. It is a pity that the incidence is still three to five. "
Feng Guanjia immersed in the memories, murmured.
Drinking soup medicine ... every three times the onset ...
There was indeed a problem in the soup, it seems that this Li Lizi must be right.
"Since Li Pozi's soup is so delicious, why don't you see her in the house now?" Lin Yixue and Pearl looked at each other and asked pretending to be calm.
"Oh, this, maybe ten years ago, not long after our house moved to Shengjing, I heard that Li Lizi was suddenly ill and had a high fever, talking nonsense, and then the house rewarded her with some money and gave away Go back home to recuperate. "
Ten years ago, the time when I talked to Red Sleeve just coincided, and Red Sleeve was the house I came to at this time.
Sure enough, as expected by Lin Yixue, after being hit by the red sleeve, the person soon disappeared in the house.
I wonder if Li Zizi's illness was really scared by the red sleeves, or was the person behind her found an anomaly and quietly dealt with her?
If it is the first kind, it might be better to say, maybe people are still in this world; if the second kind of situation, it is difficult to handle, it is estimated that people have been killed by murder.
"Where is Li's mother's hometown, can Uncle Feng remember it?"
"Well, I don't know." Feng Guanjia thought for a moment, then shook his head firmly and denied it.
Suddenly, the housekeeper Feng realized some slight anomalies and asked with a puzzled face: "Oh, how is Missy suddenly interested in that Li-po?"
"It's no secret, I asked Uncle Feng today about this Li-po, there is actually a reason."
After thinking a little, Lin Yixue decided to pour out the truth to Feng Guanjia, because if she wanted to investigate the whole story, she still needed Feng Guanjia's help.
"Today the red-sleeve girl said when she was gossiping, saying that when she first arrived in the house, she once lost her way at night, and was suddenly recognized as a mother by a wife.
It ’s true that she does n’t blame her for the things about soup. She was forced to look for the real murderer behind her mother ’s revenge ...
Lin Yixue roughly told Feng Guanjia about the red sleeves.
"So, Madam's illness is due to a problem in the soup?" Butler Feng was surprised when he heard these words.
"It seems that this should be the case now. Uncle Feng, you know a little bit about Li Lizi. You said: Will she add any poisonous substance to her mother's soup?"
"This should not be, because the old man's diet for his wife was still very strict. At that time, there was a lady's close-up girl called Xiao Qing, who would try the lady's meals every day in advance.
And every day the soup porridge comes out, the master will specially arrange people to test with a silver needle. "
Feng Guanjia thought for a while, and decisively rejected Lin Yixue's poisoning.
Upon hearing Feng's words, Lin Yixue made another difficulty. It turned out that the cheap father was so nervous about Lu mother.
"Since there is no poison in the soup, but after the mother drinks it, she will get sick again and again. So what's the secret in the soup?"
Suddenly, Lin Yixue lit up.
By the way, since drinking soup will cause the disease, can we change the angle and find the cause from the disease? This is her old business.
"Feng Guanjia, do you remember which doctors gave your mother a diagnosis?" Lin Yixue asked expectantly.
"I remember this, it was always an old doctor who consulted his wife at that time, as if the surname Lu came."
"Only one? Then do you remember where the old doctor's house lives?"
Great, as long as you can find this doctor, you can find the cause of the mother's illness. Then, you can further infer the means of Aunt Qin's crime.
Lin Yixue seemed to see the light again, and felt that the solution to the case was just around the corner. The truth about Lu Mu's death would soon surface.
"However, the old slave heard that the old doctor died a few years ago." Feng Guanjia said regretfully.
After speaking, he couldn't bear to look up at Lin Yixue's disappointed look,
"Ah, it's actually dead ?!"
Lin Yixue was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Then you can look up your mother's previous medical records? Or maybe a prescription made by a doctor before?"
This is not the case, right? I have been sick for so long, can I always find one?
"These should not be found, because after the death of the wife, the old man was heartbroken and gathered a lot of his wife ’s relics, medical records, and prescriptions, and burned them personally. As for the medical record of the wife, except the old man, It has never been seen by anyone. "
Ah, all burned?
Moreover, Lu Yuan ’s medical record was only seen by Lu Yuan alone. Was Lu Yuan sick?
If it weren't for listening to Feng Guanjia's previous comment, when Lu Mu was pregnant with Lu Yixue, he was so nervous. Lin Yixue now doubts whether Lu Yuan arranged the manpower.
Perhaps it was to repay the mother's original kindness, or perhaps Lin Yixue did not want to be too sad, Feng Guanjia thought for a while, sincerely said:
"Miss, would I have to send some people to Jicheng to find out if I could find the whereabouts of Li Lizi?"
"Okay, this is the end, and it can only be so. The dead horse is a living horse doctor, starting with Li Zizi." Lin Yixue sighed softly and said quietly.
Why does it feel like the truth is in front of you, but you can't find a solution?
Well now, Li Zizi can't find it, the medical records are all burned, and the doctor also died.
Personal evidence and physical evidence should disappear, and all that can disappear disappear.
At this point, things were deadlocked again, and the clue provided by Red Sleeve was broken again.
Lin Yixue's headache, why did he enter the dead end again?
Time flies, more than half a month has passed, and it has arrived in December.
Shengjing's winter was really cold, and the snow was falling a lot.
As soon as it entered December, the outside was already dripping into ice, and the wind was blowing on the face like a knife and it hurts life.
Lin Yixue grew up in the South and was naturally not used to the winter here.
Therefore, throughout the winter, Lin Yixue can only shrink in the Piaoxue Pavilion all day, and pass the time to read books, draw some pictures, and be a female red.
Outside the window, it was freezing cold, and there was heavy snow falling on the goose feathers. However, in the floating snow pavilion, it was quiet and peaceful, warm as spring.
Lin Yixue was lying on the small table to paint at the moment, a few corners of the table, a few red plum blossoms, a faint fragrance filled the room.
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