
Detective Dee: the Lost City of Gods
by Fat Fat Fish
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"How is Zhao Wencai like a person? Does he have any enemies?" "Zhao Wencai seems to be quite amiable on weekdays, and I haven't heard of anyone he has ever had a grudge against." Wang San thought for a while, "But... I heard that he seems to have had some business disputes with someone recently. I don't know what the specific dispute is." Di Renjie nodded and returned his gaze to the house. "Yuanfang, what do you think?" Li Yuanfang pondered for a moment and said: "Sir, judging from the scene, there are several doubts. First, the doors and windows were locked from the inside. How did the murderer get in and out? Second, Zhao Wencai was stabbed to death, wet nurse Liu was strangled to death, and Mrs. Su was poisoned. There are three different ways of death. Why did the murderer do this? Third, there were signs of a fight in the house, but except for Zhao Wencai, the other two showed no signs of struggle, which is unreasonable." "Well said." Di Renjie nodded approvingly, "These three points are the key to this case." He paused and his eyes fell on Mrs. Su's body, "Yuanfang, take a closer look at Mrs. Su's hands." Li Yuanfang knelt down as instructed and gently picked up Mrs. Su's hand. Under the firelight, the woman's fingers were slender and white, and her nails were neatly manicured without any dirt. But when Li Yuanfang looked at her palm, her brows suddenly raised: "Sir, look at it." Di Renjie leaned over and saw an extremely tiny red dot on Mrs. Su's palm, close to her fingertips. It was impossible to spot it unless you looked carefully, as if it had been pricked by something small. "What is this?" Wang San also came over and his eyes widened.
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