Mystery: Start with the Reader

Chapter 74: Gold coin and pharmacist

   After hesitating again and again, the man agreed to give the entrustment, and briefly talked about the ins and outs of the matter with Abner.

His name was Sean Skard, and he was originally the manager of a certain sea trade firm, but this year because of repeated misfortunes and a sudden illness on his son, this gentleman has lost his job and almost They ran out of savings and even sold their ancestral properties.

   This time I went to Backlund by boat to find a better doctor to treat their son Allen. Unexpectedly, not long after the departure, Allen's condition suddenly deteriorated.

   When the Scarders were helpless about this, the yelling man took the initiative to say that he was a very capable pharmacist. As long as he was willing to pay 10 pounds, he would make a medicine to make Allen recover.

  Mr. Scarder thought this man was a liar at first, but looking at the pain that his son seemed to be unable to sustain, he finally took out the last bit of savings and asked the man to prepare a soup.

   That decoction worked very well at first, and it didn't take long for Allen to drink it, and he didn't feel any pain anymore, and he even slept peacefully.

However, it didn’t take long for Mrs. Scarder, who was staying in the cabin to take care of Alan, went to the bathroom. Alan turned blue and had difficulty breathing. Before Mrs. Scarder hurried back, he was called. The husband stopped breathing completely.

Hearing this, Abner glanced at the fat pharmacist who was still yelling for injustice, and thought: Just listening to Mr. Scard's description, this man really looks like a liar selling fake drugs... But through my observation and analysis, the grievances on this person's face are not fake. And even though he was making a lot of noise, he was not very frightened, obviously he had a clear conscience or was sure to get out.

   "Can I go and see the scene of Allen's death?" Abner thought for a moment and asked Mr. Skard.

   "This may require the consent of Mr. Captain..." Mr. Skard was a little embarrassed.

   "It doesn't matter, I am very good at ‘convincing’ others to agree with me." Abner smiled.

   After walking with Xiu for so long, the majesty of her "arbitrator" was naturally analyzed and successfully imitated by the "Pure White Eye". Although the effect is not as good as Xiu's personal use, it is enough for ordinary people.

   As expected, under the influence of Abner’s convincing charm and sufficient majesty, Captain Matt agreed to his request "happily" and took them to the cabin where Little Allen was.

   Entering the cabin, Abner carefully observed the boy about ten years old who was touching his neck with his hands on the bed, his face was bruised and swollen, and there was bleeding in his mouth and nose, not letting go of a clue.

   Does this look more like suffocation than drug poisoning? However, some drugs can also cause a suffocating effect, but I am not sure if it is.

   Aibner thought of this, and while investigating and collecting evidence in the room, he quietly used breath extraction to extract a copy of the different remaining breaths in the room, and then analyze them separately, wanting to see if there is any extraordinary power involved.

   The breath of the little boy himself... the breath of the Skards... the breath of a certain sailor... the breath of some nut crumbs... this is medicine... Huh?

   Soon he discovered that the bowl containing the medicine prepared by the pharmacist had traces of extraordinary erosion.

   is there really? Abner was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the murder case he had just intervened on a temporary basis involved the Extraordinary. He glanced at the fat pharmacist who was guarded by the security guards outside the door, and then analyzed the remaining Extraordinary aura.

   This medicine... does have analgesic effect and eliminate human pathological changes. It seems that the fat pharmacist is really a "pharmacist"! However, this child's death should really have nothing to do with him...

Abner thought so in his heart while using the "scene backtracking" ability, and then saw that the boy named Allen obviously lost his pain after taking the medicine, and then it may be because of the exhaustion of physical strength. Soon he fell asleep.

After that, another scene appeared. Mrs. Skard, who was taking care of her son, went to the bathroom. The little boy Allen opened his eyes and took out a nut that seemed to be treasured for a long time and put it in his mouth, but unfortunately it happened to be there. At this time, the passenger ship made a violent bump. Allen was caught off guard by a nut and got stuck in his trachea. He struggled to choke, beat his throat with his hand, trying to cough the nut out, but it didn't work, and he died of suffocation...

   Looking back at the end, Abner looked a little speechless. It turned out that after a long period of trouble, this Allen was stuck to death by a nut that was so small? Hey, I don't know if he is too unlucky, or the fat pharmacist is even more unlucky.

   However, he soon had a new idea: Is it too coincidental? And I always feel that there is something I overlooked here.

   Abner carefully examined the clues listed again, and still found nothing new.

   He thought for a while, and opened the "Pure White Eyes" again just to be on the safe side.

   This time, Abner faintly found a faint breath on the tip of the boy Allen's right finger. That was what he didn't extract when he extracted his breath before.

   This breath gives me the feeling that my personality is not high, but my sense of existence is so weak... Is this a remnant of the extraordinary way of natural restraint of detection or divination?

   Abner frowned, analyzed the slight breath in the state of "pure white eyes", and then used "scene backtracking" again.

The picture slowly unfolded. The little boy Allen was playing with a simple gold coin in his hand, but his illness quickly made him uninterested. He subconsciously rubbed the surface of the gold coin with his fingers, and wiped a black-red stain. Go down.

   As soon as the picture changed, the little boy got on the boat, and soon became ill. Just when he felt that he could not hold on any longer, a fat pharmacist came to him and dispenses him with a second medicine. The medicine worked very well. The pain that had been uninterrupted in the past year was miraculously gone. Allen, who hadn't slept well for a long time, immediately fell into sleep with ease.

   The picture turned again. After Allen was stuck due to eating nuts, a drop of blood oozing from his mouth and nose happened to drip on the gold coin that slipped out of the little boy's pocket at some point, and blood stains were formed again.

   The retrospect is over, Abner knows the incident in general, and can't help but sigh secretly: The retrospect of the ‘vip’ version of the scene is really a world of difference from my own ‘civilian experience’ version.

   But how did the little boy Allen get the gold coin?

   Abner first imitated a blindfold method. While pretending to detect the traces on Alan's body, he dropped the unremarkable simple gold coin into his pocket without knowing it.

   Since I have analyzed its function with "Pure White Eye", knowing that gold coins have no negative effects under normal circumstances, Abner dared to use it directly.

   Then, he walked back to Mr. Skard, considered his tone, and said, "Sir, I have something to ask you."

   Mr. Skard, who had been staring at Abner’s movements, quickly replied: "If you have any questions, just ask! Did you find any clues?"

"There are some discoveries..." Abner nodded, opened the "white eyes" to simulate the "majesty" of Xio, and asked, "I hope you can tell me whether your family has always had bad luck recently. What happened? What are they? When did they start?"

   "How do you know?!" Mr. Scarder's reaction was extremely violent. He immediately noticed this, took a few deep breaths, and asked, "What does this have to do with Allen's death?"

   I don’t want to say it from the bottom of my heart... and this unwillingness to say actually resisted my simulated skills...

   Abner frowned secretly, changed his strategy in his thoughts, and smiled and said, "Don't get excited, Mr. Scard. I did find out, but I need Mr. Captain and other identifiable gentlemen on the ship to testify."

After that, he asked Mr. Matt, the captain who was also in the cabin, whether he could find one or two authoritative gentlemen. The latter immediately understood and personally went to the first-class cabin and invited the reporter Mike of the Daily Observer. ·Mr. Joseph, and Mr. Caron, a shareholder of Beckland Coim.

  Because the "Matt" is not that kind of luxurious passenger ship, even in the first class, there are no real gentlemen from the noble and merchant class. These two are already very decent and weighty gentlemen.

   "Daily Observer" Mike Joseph? Isn't this the reporter Sherlock will know at the Cragg Club in the future? Actually ran into it here.

   And the other Karon I also know, that is, he bought the abandoned manor of the Deere family in the outskirts of the North End. At the time, Xiu and I were in the storage room and eavesdropped on the whole process of buying his house.

   Abner calmly looked at the two gentlemen who came to observe. The former was close to thirty, with sparse eyebrows, rough skin, and unusually obvious pores. However, his facial features are not bad, his blue eyes are particularly charming, and his two beautiful moustaches give him a somewhat mature charm.

   The latter is about fifty years old, is quite tall, slightly fat, with wide and high shoulders, and looks as if he is about to bend. He wears a typical Loen-style formal wear, a tie, and the style of an elite businessman.

After the two and Abner introduced each other, Abner turned back to the topic. He first told everyone about the difference between drug poisoning and suffocation death, and then uncovered the broken nuts from Allen’s pocket in full view. Crumbs~www.novelmt.com~ Then he lifted up the corpse of the little boy, adjusted his strength, and slapped him on the back. The nut that had stuck Allen finally fell off his trachea and flew out of his mouth. Out and fell in front of everyone.

   Because the nuts fell off, the little boy Alan’s bruising and swollen face seemed to have recovered a little, but he had been dead for too long, and even if the trachea was unblocked, his life would not be saved.

   "This is...we bought it for Allen the day before boarding! He even hid one and didn't eat..." Mr. Scarder screamed.

   Abner turned back at this moment and asked Mrs. Skard, who had a dull-eyed look, "Do you remember when you went to the bathroom?"

   "Remember... At ten o'clock in the morning, I only stayed in the bathroom for 5 minutes." Mrs. Skard replied stupidly after regaining her senses.

  Captain Matt also slapped his face right now, saying: "There was a big wave at ten o'clock, I remember it was shaking so badly..."

   Everyone present was a little surprised when they heard the words, and then looked at Allen on the bed with a pity, and felt that he was really out of luck.

   At this time, a sneered mutter suddenly sounded: "I said it has nothing to do with me. You have always been too unlucky. Now it seems that I am right!"

   Everyone in the house frowned upon hearing the sound, feeling that this was too much and did not respect the deceased, so they followed the prestige, only to find that the suspect was the pharmacist who was speaking, which was relieved.

   was almost wronged, so naturally he felt unhappy, but his self-cultivation was too low. Most people think so in their hearts.

   Only Abner glanced at the pharmacist thoughtfully, and said in his heart:

   It's more like reminding the Skards... this way of speaking is still a "pharmacist"...

  He is not the Darkwell of the life school, right?

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