Jian Jing wrote down the main doubts in her notebook:
1. How did the groom get poisoned
Generally speaking, ordinary people are poisoned by nitrite because they eat food pickled with this stuff, such as bacon and pickles. But what is the family background of the groom? How could he possibly eat this kind of thing?
Even if he really ate it accidentally, how come the others were fine? Who can guarantee that the groom would not eat the poisonous one among the many foods and drinks
2. The time of poisoning.
The onset time of nitrite varies depending on the carrier. If it is eaten directly, symptoms will appear in ten minutes, but if it is a vegetable, it can take up to 20 hours, which means that the poisoning may have occurred as early as yesterday.
3. What is the disappearing gift
What made the groom decide to disappear and not let anyone know
4. What happened during the time when the groom was missing
Did he really solve the problem successfully? To whom did he give the watch
5. What was the murderer’s motive for murder
Why did they kill the bridegroom? To avenge him? Or after he died, who would benefit
Everything he said was full of doubts.
Jian Jing thought for a long time and finally decided to study the gift first. The other three questions were difficult to explain. Only the ribbon of the gift box was still in her hand. Let's see if we can find anything.
She took a photo of the ribbon and uploaded it to a shopping website to search for the same item. Several products popped up on the interface, with prices ranging from a few yuan to more than ten yuan, which were very common.
The clues are scarce, so I have to try using the five sense cards.
I have to say, this limited edition card is of great help in searching for physical evidence, especially the sense of smell, which can be used with police dogs... ahem!
Jian Jing spent half a minute distinguishing the several scents on the ribbon: her own perfume, the mixed perfume of other gift box ribbons, and the strong floral scent.
With her limited knowledge of flowers and plants, it should not be lilies or roses, which are the two most common flowers and plants today. Excluding these two, the scope of the search suddenly narrowed.
Finally, the target was locked on the long table in the lounge.
The table was laid with various bottled drinks, individually wrapped biscuits, chocolate candies, and other snacks. Each one was packed in a basket with white silk covering the bottom, looking neat and exquisite.
She lifted the white silk cloth one by one and found that one of the boxes was slightly different. It was smaller in style and not an open basket, but a box, but the lid was padded to the bottom and wrapped in white silk gauze, so ordinary people would not notice the difference.
When the white silk was lifted, a carnation that was beginning to dry up was revealed. Although it was light yellow, very close to the color of a high-end rose, everyone knew that it did not fit the atmosphere of a wedding.
The flower language of is maternal love.
In the basket were some White Rabbit milk candies, each of which was very childish.
Jian Jing said: "Go ask the people at the club if they put this there."
Best Man Lu immediately called the person in charge over.
As a result, the person in charge said that all the candies and biscuits in our club are imported high-end products, and there is no ordinary candy. It should be brought in by the guests themselves.
Jian Jing asked: "Did anyone notice who brought it in?"
The person in charge said tactfully: "Three days ago, the families of the newlyweds arrived one after another, coming in and out, and it was difficult for us to distinguish them."
The bride and groom are both locals and just arrived this morning, but both sides have relatives from other places who came one or two days in advance and stayed in the rooms of the club.
It's really impossible to ask others to give you a few examples.
If the gift had nothing to do with the groom, he would not have noticed it, so how could he have dropped the ribbon? So it is not difficult to guess who sent the gift, but it must have been hidden by the groom.
This move was bold and careful, and was consistent with the behavior of the previous disappearance.
Jian Jing pondered for a while and asked, "Who is the groom usually closest to? The kind that he doesn't talk to?"
Best Man Lu said A's name.
He introduced it like this: the groom was the youngest in the family, followed by the eldest brother, second sister and third sister. The eldest brother and second sister were born to the first wife, the third sister was born to the second wife, and the groom was born to the third wife, so the relationship between the brothers and sisters was average and not close.
Best man Lu is the groom's cousin, and the son of the current Mrs. Fang's eldest brother. The two have a good relationship, but they are not close friends who can talk about everything.
A and B are both childhood friends of the groom, but B is a bit hard to describe, so he is only close friends with A. As for C, he is the youngest and is like a little follower, who does a lot of things and tells secrets.
Therefore, if you want to ask what secret is, a is the most appropriate.
Jian Jing found A alone and asked him, "Do you know that carnations or White Rabbit candies have no special meaning to the groom?"
A is tall and looks very serious. Hearing this, he was puzzled: "Why are you asking this?"
"Investigate the cause of the groom's death." Jian Jing said, "Please tell me."
Best Man Lu chimed in: "Just tell her if you know. My uncle has entrusted everything to her."
A frowned, and obviously didn't trust her as much as C did, and said reluctantly: "I haven't heard him mention it. Aren't carnations flowers given to mothers? Maybe he will give them to Mrs. Fang during the holidays."
"Does the groom have a good relationship with his mother?" Jian Jing asked.
A said: "That's it."
"What do you mean just like that?"
"Not good, not bad." Best Man Lu interrupted, "She was taken care of by a nanny when she was young, and there's nothing to worry about when she grows up. She usually lives a decent life and often goes home for dinner."
Jian Jing asked: "According to the Fang family's situation, the groom is unlikely to eat White Rabbit, right?"
“Obviously.”
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Is it convenient for me to visit Mrs. Fang?"
Best Man Lu: "I'll take you there."
He was Mrs. Fang's nephew and they had a close relationship. With his help, Jian Jing quickly met Mrs. Fang who was resting in the penthouse suite.
She was only in her teens, but she looked as beautiful and slim as a girl in her twenties or thirties. She was lying on the sofa drinking bird's nest and white fungus soup.
"Xiao Yu, come and sit down." She pulled Best Man Lu to sit next to her and brought him a bowl of sweet soup. "Have something hot to fill your stomach."
Best Man Lu was impatient to eat these supplements, so he stretched out his hand to block them and introduced: "This is Miss Jian, and my uncle has handed everything over to her."
"Oh." Mrs. Fang looked at Jian Jing and waved, "Bring a bowl of bird's nest to Miss Jian as well."
The housekeeper next to her responded and brought a bowl of hot bird's nest and white fungus soup from the cart: "Miss Jian, enjoy your meal."
"I don't eat this." Jian Jing went straight to the point, "Mrs. Fang, I want to ask you something."
Mrs. Fang clasped her hands on her abdomen, her posture elegant: "Ask."
She pondered, "What is Fang Yan's attitude towards today's wedding?"
"He likes Rongrong very much and is looking forward to today's wedding." Mrs. Fang asked, "Why are you asking this?"
Jian Jing looked at her: "You should know that he was missing for a while today."
"I heard about it. Maybe he just left for a while because of something." Mrs. Fang said, "I don't think it has anything to do with my son's death."
"Did you notice anything unusual after he came back?"
"No." Mrs. Fang was a little dissatisfied. "Miss Jian, my husband wants you to find the murderer, not to waste your time on unimportant issues."
Jian Jing said coldly: "Don't waste time, I have the final say. The next question is, what is the relationship between Fang Yan and his brothers and sisters?"
"What do you mean?" A young woman in a dress suddenly rushed out from the bedroom of the suite. She looked unfriendly and asked, "Do you suspect that we killed Xiaoyan?"
Jian Jing didn't recognize her: "Who are you?"
"This is Xiaoyan's third sister." Best Man Lu introduced immediately and comforted Miss Fang, "Calm down, I'm just asking casually."
Miss Fang San was not someone to be trifled with. She sneered, "Bullshit, just asking casually? You are trying us like criminals."
Jian Jing said expressionlessly: "I am trying to understand the deceased's social relationships. If you want to terminate the investigation, you can do so at any time."
Mrs. Fang looked at her and smiled, saying, "This is what your father meant."
Whoever controls the economy is the boss. Miss Fang San was no exception. She barely suppressed her anger, said "It's up to you", and stormed off.
Jian Jing didn't stop her.
She felt that the three brothers and sisters in front of her did not have sufficient motives for murder at present - after Fang Yan's death, would they be able to get more inheritance? Not necessarily, Fang Dong was not dead yet.
If the father is dead, it is not surprising that the children would kill for billions of inheritance, but the father is alive and still controls the financial power. What good will it do to kill the younger brother? Maybe what was originally going to the groom will now go to his mother.
Moreover, if the second or third son wants to eliminate a competitor, they should definitely give priority to the eldest son, who is a man and has entered the family business early.
Therefore, compared to several young masters and ladies, Jian Jing was more suspicious of Mrs. Fang.
The carnations are one, her attitude is another.
Mrs. Fang was of course sad, with red eyes and pale face. When she talked about her children, tears welled up in her eyes. However, despite her sadness, she did not lose her manners and was still very decent in her dealings with others.
However, losing a child in middle age is extremely painful, especially for the mother. It is no exaggeration to say that it is heart-wrenching and she cries out to the sky.
Mrs. Fang's propriety is actually strange.
Jian Jing asked some important questions: "What is his personality like? Does he easily make enemies with others?"
"My Xiaoyan is very filial. He always prepares gifts for me during the Chinese New Year and other festivals, and sometimes he even accompanies me shopping. Although he is a little spoiled, he definitely doesn't have any grudges against anyone." Mrs. Fang pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said softly, "Of course we have enemies, but they are all business. Who would want to attack Xiaoyan for no reason?"
Jian Jing asked: "Is there anyone you doubt in your heart?"
Mrs. Fang said, "Miss Jian, I know what you mean, but Xiaoyan's brothers and sisters treat him well, I think it has nothing to do with them."
Jian Jing nodded, without wondering whether it was true or not.
After chatting with Mrs. Fang, she went straight to visit the bride.
In her bedroom, she ran into President Kang who had just arrived.
"Jingjing." President Kang was resting in the living room of the suite. When he saw her coming, he immediately held her hand and said, "Where have you been? Mucheng is looking for you."
"You are President Kang of Jinwu, right? I am Lu Yu, son of Lu Jiu, and cousin of the groom." Best Man Lu greeted respectfully and warmly, "I am taking a walk with Miss Jian."
"The Lu family of Qusheng Liquor?" President Kang glanced at him and said meaningfully, "Our Jingjing is introverted, and it's rare to see someone so compatible with her."
Best Man Lu smiled and said, "Miss Jian is smart and cute, everyone wants to get along with her."
"Really?" President Kang raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "It's windy right now, just sit here with me for a while."
Best Man Lu paused and winked at Jian Jing.
Jian Jing was so happy when she saw him being humiliated that she pretended not to notice and said, "I want to go see the bride."
President Kang said, "Rongrong is putting on makeup."
"I'll just talk to her for a while." Jian Jing held President Kang's hand and let go with a little force.
President Kang's expression became meaningful: "Okay, you young girls have something to say." She let go of Jian Jing's hand and turned to Best Man Lu and said, "Is your father okay? I didn't know you and the groom's family are cousins."
He was about to start a conversation.
Best Man Lu couldn't bear to leave her and follow her in, so he stayed behind with a bitter face and chatted.
Jian Jing finally got rid of the annoying observer and entered the bedroom.
Mrs. Nie was crying with her daughter, and asked helplessly, "What should we do?"
"With the Fang family..." Mr. Nie was halfway through his words when he saw Jian Jing suddenly come in. He couldn't help but frowned, "Miss Jian?"
"Hello, Mr. Nie." Jian Jing closed the door and said softly, "Director Fang will not call the police for the time being."
Mrs. Nie was surprised: "Why?"
"I don't know. I'm investigating this matter now." She sat down beside the bed, where the bride lay with lifeless eyes. "I want to ask the bride a few questions. Maybe it will be helpful."
Mrs. Nie frowned: "I asked you to check...Husband, this..."
Mr. Nie had different considerations. Jian Jing was a writer from Jinwu. Even though she was not familiar with their family, she was naturally on their side.
Jian Jing revealed the news as soon as she entered the room, which was clearly a gesture of goodwill.
He thought for a long time and asked, "What is the situation now?"