Chapter 1619: Chapter 12: Ever-Vigilant Fear (Part 3)
“Of course, it’s necessary,” Jiang Wang replied.
He didn’t intend to find any information on Feng Gu’s corpse. The professional arrest officers at Beiyaduwei must have already examined it more than once, and Jiang Wang didn’t believe he could find any clues they missed.
However, since he agreed to supervise this case, to ensure Feng Gu could rest in peace, he also needed to supervise whether any tampering occurred during the autopsy.
Lin Youxie nodded at his words, not saying much. She put on a pair of white leather gloves and began ticulously searching for clues in the main hall.
Jiang Wang subconsciously glanced over… Thank goodness it wasn’t the sa pair of forensic gloves as last ti, but of course, now wasn’t an autopsy.
On the other side, Zheng Shangming also put on gloves and was carefully inspecting the offering table.
Jiang Wang’s responsibility was supervision, so he alternated his gaze between Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie.
Zheng Shangming’s actions were very ticulous, as if he wouldn’t miss even an inch of space. Lin Youxie, on the other hand, first scanned the entire area and then focused on several key spots.
Jiang Wang silently rated their search efficiency in his mind. While supervising, he also glanced around the surrounding environnt.
It seed as if he had nothing to do…
In reality, he indeed had nothing to do.
He was sowhat redundant in this team at the mont.
Of course, even if he wanted to join in and help collect clues, he would likely be refused. Collecting clues required professional skills, and before undergoing systematic training, his combat talents weren’t suitable here. Not destroying the clues was already good enough.
The search of the mourning hall lasted about a quarter of an hour. Lin Youxie and Zheng Shangming stopped in succession, evidently finding nothing particularly valuable. Or perhaps they did find sothing but chose not to show it.
In any case, their expressions remained calm.
“Where do we search next?” Jiang Wang asked.
“The study,” Lin Youxie replied.
The study of Jiang Wuqi was one Jiang Wang was familiar with.
“Let’s go,” he said, leading the way directly.
“Brother Jiang, I heard you are quite close with the Eleventh Prince?” Zheng Shangming asked on their way.
“Not much contact, just mutual appreciation,” Jiang Wang answered truthfully.
“Then are you familiar with Feng Gu?” Zheng Shangming asked again.
He quickly added, “Don’t misunderstand, I’m not suspecting you, just trying to gather so information.”
“No problem.” Jiang Wang could completely understand and replied calmly, “I wouldn’t say I’m familiar with Manager Feng. The Eleventh Prince asked him to invite for a eting, which was my first contact with him. The second eting was when the Eleventh Prince was gifting posthumous gifts. At the Eleventh Prince’s funeral was the third and last ti I saw him.”
“Do you think…” Zheng Shangming asked, “did he want to die?”
Jiang Wang shook his head, “I can’t make that judgnt, nor do I want to interfere with your investigation.”
Lin Youxie, who had been silently listening, suddenly spoke, “We’re here.”
They walked quickly and, during the conversation, had arrived at Jiang Wuqi’s study.
Jiang Wang was sowhat surprised, “Officer Lin seems familiar with this place too?”
Lin Youxie did not respond with words. She pressed her hand slightly in the air, pushing the door open without directly touching it, and then took the lead to enter.
Of course, she wanted to take in the first impression of the surroundings; Zheng Shangming followed closely behind.
Jiang Wang walked quite slowly.
This was his third ti here, and each visit felt different.
The second ti, Jiang Wuqi was dead; the third ti, Feng Gu was dead…
He still rembered the first ti he ca here, Jiang Wuqi’s grand enthusiasm, Feng Gu’s mysterious danger.
But now the study was empty.
The people were absent, the furnishings unchanged.
The desk, chairs, pens, and ink, the arrangent on the bookshelf, all were as they were, even the bowl of dicinal soup on the table was still there.
As if the owner had only stepped out for a mont, leaving behind an empty study to welco the uninvited guests.
It really made one feel lonely.
Lin Youxie approached the desk, not reaching out to touch the bowl but bending down to gently sniff it.
Her eyebrows knitted together.
“Is there sothing wrong with the dicine?” Zheng Shangming asked.
Lin Youxie thought for a mont and said, “It contains suppressive spirit grass.”
“Suppressive spirit grass?” Jiang Wang looked puzzled.
Lin Youxie explained, “It’s a dicine that dissolves True Yuan and causes severe pain. We sotis use it in interrogations.”
“So…” Zheng Shangming couldn’t hide his shock, “The Eleventh Prince was relying on this dicine all along to suppress his own strength, to avoid advancing too early to the External Building Environnt.”
Jiang Wang did not speak.
He just quietly looked at the jade bowl.
He rembered that on the day Jiang Wuqi went to Yunwu Mountain, he didn’t drink this bowl of dicine.
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