Jian Jing wrote down the main doubts in her notebook:

1. How did the groom get poisoned?

Generally speaking, ordinary people get poisoned by nitrite because they eat food pickled with this stuff, such as bacon and pickled vegetables. But what kind of family is the groom from? How could he eat this stuff?

Even if he really ate it accidentally, how come other people are fine? Who can guarantee that the groom can eat the poisonous one among so many foods and drinks?

2. The time of poisoning.

Nitrite has different onset times due to different carriers. If eaten directly, symptoms will appear in a few minutes, but if it is a vegetable, it can take up to 20 hours, which means that he may have been poisoned as early as yesterday.

3. What is the missing gift?

What made the groom decide to disappear and not let anyone know?

4. What happened during the groom's disappearance?

Did he really solve the problem successfully? Who did he give the watch to?

5. What was the murderer's motive?

Why did he kill the groom? Was there a grudge? Or who would benefit after he died?

All of them were 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 she can find anything.

She took a photo of the ribbon and uploaded it to the shopping website to search for the same style. Many products popped up on the interface at once, with prices ranging from a few yuan to more than ten yuan, which was very common.

There were few clues, so she had to try the five sense cards.

It has to be said that this limited card is of great help in searching for evidence, especially the sense of smell, which can be used with police dogs... ahem!

Jian Jing spent half a minute to distinguish several scents on the ribbon: her own perfume, the mixed perfume of other gift boxes, and the strong floral scent.

With her limited knowledge of flowers and plants, it should not be lilies or roses, which are the most common flowers and trees today. Excluding these two, the scope of the search was shrunk abruptly.

Finally, the target was locked on the long table in the lounge.

On the table were various bottled drinks, individually packaged biscuits, chocolate candies, and other snacks, each of which was packed in a basket with white silk on the bottom, neat and exquisite.

She lifted the white silk cloth one by one and found that one of the boxes was slightly different. The style is smaller, and it is not an open basket, but a box, but the lid is padded to the bottom and wrapped with white silk gauze, so ordinary people can't notice the difference.

When the white silk is lifted, the bottom layer is a carnation that is beginning to dry up. Although it is light yellow, very close to the color of high-end roses, everyone knows that it does not fit the atmosphere of a wedding.

Its flower language is maternal love.

And in the basket are some White Rabbit milk candies, each of which has a very childhood atmosphere.

Jian Jing said: "You ask the people in the club to see if they put this there."

Best Man Lu immediately asked the person in charge to come over.

As a result, the person in charge said that all the candies and biscuits in our club are imported high-end goods, and there is no such ordinary candy, so 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 newlyweds' families arrived one after another, coming in and out, and we couldn't tell them apart."

The bride and groom are both locals and only arrived this morning, but both have relatives from other places who came one or two days in advance and stayed in the club's rooms. It's impossible to ask

them to tell the truth.

If it had nothing to do with the groom, he would definitely not have noticed it, so how could he have left the ribbon behind? So it's not difficult to guess that it's hard to say who sent the gift, but it must have been hidden by the groom.

This act is bold and careful, and is in line with the previous disappearance.

Jian Jing pondered for a while and asked, "Who is the groom usually closest to? The kind with whom they can talk about anything?"

Best Man Lu mentioned A's name.

He introduced it this way: the groom is the youngest in the family, with his 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 brothers and sisters is average and not close.

Best Man Lu himself is the groom's cousin, that is, the child of the eldest brother of the current wife. The two have a good relationship, but they are not friends who can talk about anything.

A and B are both childhood friends of the groom, but B is more difficult to talk about, so he and A are close friends. As for C, he is the youngest and like a little follower, who is more ordered to do things and less secrets.

Therefore, if you want to ask about any secrets, A is the most suitable.

Jian Jing found A alone and asked him: "Do you know if carnations or White Rabbit milk candies have special meaning for the groom?"

A was tall and looked very serious. Hearing this, he was puzzled: "Why are you asking this?"

"To investigate the cause of death of the groom," Jian Jing said, "Please tell me." Best

man Lu helped out: "If you know, just tell her. My uncle has entrusted everything to her."

A frowned, and obviously didn't trust her very much like C did. He said reluctantly: "I haven't heard him mention it. Aren't carnations flowers given to mothers? Maybe they will be given 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 by that?"

"Neither good nor bad." Best Man Lu interrupted, "When he was young, he was taken care of by a nanny. He didn't have to worry about anything when he grew up. He was doing well and often went 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 to visit Mrs. Fang?"

Best Man Lu: "I'll take you."

He was Mrs. Fang's nephew and they had a close relationship. With him, Jian Jing quickly met Mrs. Fang who was resting in the top floor suite.

She was only in her forties, but she looked like a girl in her twenties or thirties, beautiful and slim, and was leaning on the sofa drinking bird's nest and silver 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 warm you up."

Best Man Lu was impatient to eat these supplements, so he stretched out his hand to block them and introduced, "This is Miss Jian. Your uncle has handed over all the work 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 another 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 have something to ask you."

Mrs. Fang clasped her hands on her abdomen with an elegant posture: "Ask."

She thought, "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 do you ask this?"

Jian Jing looked at her, "You should know that he was missing for a while today."

"I heard that maybe he just left for a while because of something." Mrs. Fang said, "I don't think this has anything to do with my son's death."

"Did you find 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 time on unimportant issues."

Jian Jing said coldly: "Whether you waste time or not is up to me. The next question is, what is the relationship between Fang Yan and his brothers and sisters?"

"What do you mean?" A young woman suddenly rushed out of the bedroom of the suite. She was wearing a dress and looked unfriendly. "Suspect that we killed Xiaoyan?"

Jian Jing did not recognize her: "Who are you?"

"This is Xiaoyan's third sister." Best Man Lu immediately introduced her and comforted Miss Fang, "Calm down, I'm just asking casually."

Miss Fang was not someone to be trifled with. She sneered, "Bullshit, just asking casually? You're trying us as criminals."

Jian Jing said expressionlessly, "I'm trying to understand the social relationships of the deceased. If you want to stop the investigation, you can do so at any time."

Mrs. Fang looked at her and smiled, "This is what your father meant."

Whoever controls the economic power is the boss. Miss Fang was no exception. She barely suppressed her anger, said "It's up to you," and stormed away.

Jian Jing didn't stop her.

She felt that the three brothers and sisters in front of her did not have sufficient motives to kill people at present - after Fang Yan's death, would they be able to share more of the inheritance? Not necessarily, Mr. Fang is not dead yet.

If the father died, it would not be strange for the children to kill for the billions of inheritance, but the person is alive and still controls the financial power. What good is there in killing the younger brother? Maybe what originally belonged to the groom will now belong to his mother. Moreover,

if the second and third sons want to get rid of a competitor, they should definitely give priority to the eldest son who is a man and has entered the family business early.

Therefore, compared with several young masters and ladies, Jian Jing is more suspicious of Mrs. Fang.

Carnations are one, and her attitude is the other.

Mrs. Fang is of course sad, with slightly red eyes and pale face. When she talks about her children, some tears will well up in her eyes. However, despite her sadness, she did not lose her manners and was still very decent in dealing with people.

However, the pain of losing a child in middle age, especially the mother, is heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching.

Mrs. Fang's decorum was strange.

Jian Jing asked some irrelevant questions: "What's his personality like? Is he prone to making enemies?"

"My Xiaoyan is very filial. He always prepares gifts for me during the New Year and other festivals, and sometimes he even accompanies me shopping. Although he is a little coquettish, he definitely doesn't have any grudges against anyone." Mrs. Fang pressed her eyes with a handkerchief and said softly, "Of course we have enemies, but they are all business people. Who would want to attack Xiaoyan for no reason?"

Jian Jing asked, "Do you have any suspicions about anyone?"

Mrs. Fang said, "Miss Jian, I know what you mean, but Xiaoyan's brothers and sisters treat him well, and I think it has nothing to do with them."

Jian Jing nodded, without delving into whether this was true or ironic.

After chatting with Mrs. Fang, she went to visit the bride without stopping.

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."

"Are you President Kang from Jinwu? I am Lu Yu, the son of Lu Jiu, and the cousin of the groom." Best Man Lu greeted him respectfully and warmly, "I am taking a walk with Miss Jian."

"The Lu family of Qusheng Jiuye?" President Kang glanced at him and said meaningfully, "We Jingjing are introverted, and it's rare to see someone so compatible with us." Best

Man Lu smiled and said, "Miss Jian is smart and cute, and everyone wants to get along with her."

"Really?" President Kang raised his lips and said with a smile, "It's windy now, Jingjing, sit here with me for a while."

Best Man Lu paused and winked at Jian Jing.

Jian Jing was so happy to see him stupefied that she pretended not to notice: "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 in return, 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." She was about to start a small

talk .

Best Man Lu couldn't leave her alone and followed in, so he stayed behind with a bitter face to chat.

Jian Jing finally got rid of the annoying monitor 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, and couldn't help frowning, "Miss Jian?"

"Hello, Mr. Nie." Jian Jing closed the door and said softly, "Mr. Fang is not going to 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 on the bed, where the bride was lying with lifeless eyes, "I want to ask the bride a few questions, maybe it can help."

Mrs. Nie frowned: "I asked you to check... Husband, this..."

Mr. Nie had different considerations. Jian Jing was a writer from Jinwu. Although she was not familiar with their family, she was naturally on their side.

And Jian Jing revealed the news as soon as she entered the door, clearly showing goodwill.

He thought for a long time and asked, "What is the situation now?"