The Dragon Star Tu kindly reminds Zhong Chu that even if it is good wine, it is in the same cellar as the corpse for more than ten years, do you dare to drink it?

After saying that, she called Xiao Ding and another constable to come down, took an empty rice bag, and transported the rice and grain from the cellar. Although this was troublesome, the purpose was to check whether there were suspicious things hidden in the grain bag.

Zhong Chu took off his mask, put his nose close to the wine jar, sniffed hard, and sighed: It smells so good! I can't drink it, can't smell it? I didn't expect that the smell of wine could cover up the smell of the corpse!

She suddenly said something and sniffed a few times in a row, and was full of doubts. Star map, can't I have a problem with my nose, right?

The dragon star map frightened, what?

Zhong Chu frowned, and the wine seemed to have the smell of tung oil!

Hearing this, everyone was shocked!

The Dragon Star Map hurriedly confirmed it personally, but she was not as good as Zhong Chu's sense of smell and could not tell it for a while. But for safety reasons, she made a quick decision, everyone should be careful, pay attention to the fire, and never touch the wine! The people on it prepared ropes and hung these two jars of wine!

The constable acted quickly and in a quarter of an hour, he transported everything in the cellar out.

After investigation, the Dragon Star Map confirmed that there was no secret tunnel in the cellar. Zhong Chu fully utilized his sense of smell and sniffed it carefully, and confirmed that there was only tung oil in the broken wine jar.

Qian Yanhe stood beside her, her whole body was stiff. The small area in front of her was just an ordinary cellar for storing food, but it looked like it was repeatedly appearing in the dark place in her dream.

She closed her eyes and put herself in a dream. Every step she took on her legs seemed to have walked by, and it was like a huge vortex ahead, devouring the man in her dream little by little. She tried desperately to shout, but couldn't make a sound!

She suddenly fell to the ground!

Miss Qian!

Zhong Chu was shocked and hurriedly helped Qian Yanhe up. How are you?

I have a headache, and my heart is so painful.

I'll send you back to the yamen to rest.

No. Qian Yanhe's face turned pale, and her out-of-focused pupils looked at one place. Miss Zhong, please help me to the southeast corner.

Zhong Chu said it.

The corners of the wall are empty.

Qian Yanhe slowly sat on the ground against the stone wall. She looked at the place where the Hong mummy was killed in a daze, and tears fell involuntarily.

Seeing this, Zhong Chu guessed: Miss Qian, have you recovered your memory?

Qian Yanhe shook her head, No, no, I can't remember, but I am so sad, as if I had seen that person look like when he was killed!

Zhong Chu sighed deeply: Although solving a case is important, if you think about it from another perspective, I hope you will lose your memory forever. Otherwise, your second half of your life might be very hard. After a pause, she asked again, the truth must be cruel. Do you still want to crack it?

Qian Yanhe couldn't answer. She was indeed a little shaken, but deep down, she was always unwilling to give up. If she gave up, she would not only be ashamed of the dead, but also her conscience!

Outside, Long Xingtu ordered the constable to pour all the two jars of wine into the drainage channel. As the wine flowed out, the smell of tung oil became more and more obvious until the wine flowed dry and something fell out from the bottom of the broken jar!

Xiao Ding was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly picked up something from the water. What is this? Is it black and muddy, and it is also a lid of wine?
Chapter completed!