[When top winemakers start brewing murder, what's fermenting in the oak barrels is more than just lies]
Australian-Chinese sommelier Shen Qing returns to China to acquire her family's bankrupt winery, but discovers her mother's skeleton deep in the wine cellar——
The humidity record of the soul who "committed suicide" in the fermentation tank twelve years ago showed that it was a homicide.
A spectrometer was implanted in her left ear, and she held the wine-tasting knife against her enemy's Adam's apple: "This fake wine mixed with tea polyphenols is a tribute to your skill in forging a suicide scene."
Lu Yanxiu, the young man of the Lu Group, crushed the wine glass and let her tongue lick away the blood: "The speed at which Miss Shen cut open my suit was even more beautiful than when she cut open the evidence bag in 2006."
In this revenge with the wine auction as the bet:
? She used tongue coating to detect transnational money laundering routes and deduced the murder timeline from tannic acid.
? He used phylloxera to destroy state-owned wineries, and used the valuation of en primeur wine to cover up the remaining warmth of the corpses.
? When the red wine auction hammer hits the autopsy report, the most poisonous thing will always be the phenolic value of the human heart.
"Lu Yanxiu, your father ruined my mother with fake wine——"
"Then you should make me the last glass of poisonous wine instead of writing love poems on the label."
Purpose: "In the soil fermented by sin from generation to generation, only the truth is the strongest hangover medicine."