Dark clouds covered the sky, and drizzles fell. The typhoon had not yet swept here, but the wind had already brought the breath of the ocean.

Jian Jing pondered the current situation.

As a detective, her working method was to narrow down the scope, circle a few suspects, and then make inferences, but Zong Ye was different. He preferred to attack directly and quickly lock the suspect.

At present, she has more certainty ruled out the nanny and the teacher, and Zong Ye used the honey trap (...) to circle the female guard and the male bodyguard.

However, the tricky thing is that the performance of the guards and security guards overlapped with A's situation, and it was difficult to determine who was the real werewolf.

"Do you have A's fingerprints?" Jian Jing thought of the most reliable way.

"We collected several suspicious fingerprints in his lair, but we have no idea which one belongs to A, and it's not easy to collect them one by one." Zong Ye was helpless.

The lounge area was semi-open, so it was easy to take away their tableware, but it was impossible to take the dishes to an area other than the kitchen in front of everyone.

If he deviated from the route, the female guard who was watching him would probably become suspicious.

She held her chin up to her hand and said, "Do you have any other information? Anything is fine."

He said, "There are also a few rumors, whether they are true or not."

It's better to have something than nothing, so she said, "Tell me about them."

"I heard that A was highly regarded by the original leader as soon as he joined the gang. He was sent to do several extremely difficult tasks, all of which were completed very well, and he soon became famous. But even at that time, he lived a secluded life and rarely contacted people. He only obeyed the leader's orders."

Jian Jing was indeed puzzled: "A couldn't have known at that time that he would become the boss, why was he so low-key?"

Zong Ye said, "There are two guesses. Either he has some personal reasons, such as disfigurement, and doesn't like to contact people. Or there is a problem with his identity. For example, he is actually a public figure, or is related to a public figure."

She frowned and thought.

"So, many people speculate that A is a woman who has close ties with the royal family. She is most likely someone's mistress, and her accumulated wealth has actually become the royal family's treasury. Because of this, previous encirclement and suppression operations have failed repeatedly, all because someone leaked the news to her in advance."

Jian Jing: "...Is the guess reliable?"

Zong Ye said: "Leaking is true, but the mistress's statement is debatable. For those people, whatever they do behind the scenes is fine, but they cannot associate with such a notorious gang in public, otherwise, once exposed, their political career will end."

After a brief pause, he said, "Moreover, I have more reliable information that A joined the country's military through an assassination."

"Assassination?"

Zong Ye briefly explained the whole story.

It was probably that a high-ranking figure from a foreign country visited the country and sent a friendly signal, but the other superpower did not want the two countries to form an alliance, and hinted at the military of the country with which it had a close relationship.

Due to diplomatic relations, the high-ranking officials who received the favor could not act openly, and only revealed a few things in private.

A learned about this through a channel and planned an assassination. The visitor died on the spot, which directly led to the breakdown of the alliance.

The big country was satisfied and gave benefits to the younger brothers. The younger brothers also thought that people like A were needed to deal with shameful things, so they accepted TA's pledge of allegiance. The two sides then established a relationship, which had nothing to do with the scandal.

Jian Jing was stunned.

She had never heard of this news before - oh, that's right, she didn't come here at all - this is a parallel world, and nothing is strange.

Turning back to her thoughts, she analyzed: "So, can we rule out the wife?"

"She has a complete life experience abroad, so it shouldn't be A." Zongye said, "From the interrogation of A's subordinates, A himself does not have a higher education and his cultural level is not high."

Jian Jing's mind moved: "How many languages ​​does he know?" "

A lives in the Golden Triangle area. Not only does he know English, Thai, Burmese, and Laotian, he even knows a little Chinese." Zongye finished speaking and asked, "Do you want to test it?"

She said, "Do you have a better way?"

"It's more dangerous, and the accuracy rate is not high. Security personnel in large companies will receive language training. It's easy to make a fuss if you do this."

"It's not bad to startle the snake. Isn't it better to let him escape on his own?"

Zongye said, "He won't run away. Don't forget that he has diplomatic immunity."

As long as the senior officials insist that A is his entourage and one of the staff members of this trip, then according to the agreement between the two countries, the country cannot arrest or detain the other party

's personnel. "In fact, the trouble is never A, but the people who protect him." Zongye pondered, "We must quietly take A away before alerting the target."

"What after taking him away? Didn't they say that he can't be detained?" Jian Jing was confused.

He smiled: "That's why I'm here."

She blinked, horrified and surprised: "No way?!"

"To prevent others from getting suspicious, the target and A will not have any more contact than necessary." Zongye calmed down, "The flight time is only 2 and a half hours. As long as I can go back as TA, the matter can be resolved satisfactorily." Jian Jing

: "..."

Diao.

"So, Miss Rabbit, is there anything you can do for me?" he asked.

Jian Jing thought about it and said uncertainly: "It's not that difficult in fact."

"I'd like to hear the details."

"Just someone's dead... cough." Jian Jing cleared her throat, "Of course, it's fake, pretending to be dead."

Zongye seemed to be thinking about something.

"If someone dies unexpectedly and his followers happen to be at the scene, it would be normal to ask them to cooperate in the investigation, right?"

Who made the crime rate in the parallel world so high? We can't let down the local characteristics.

Zongye said, "I don't know much about criminal cases."

"No problem." Jian Jing said, "I know it well."

Zongye put down the prop cups in the bar and sighed softly, "Well, it seems I have to be busy for a while."

He took off his apron and walked out calmly.

In the afternoon, the typhoon arrived as expected, and the wind and rain destroyed the airport. All flights were grounded.

The number of people stranded in the airport suddenly increased.

Although the VIP lounge had a threshold, there were always VIP customers coming in in twos and threes.

The first to come in was a family of five, a couple with three children. The children were making a lot of noise, and soon the quiet air became noisy.

The guards were very troubled and wanted to dissuade them, but they recognized that the couple were famous European and American stars, and they did not dare to offend them too much, so they had to cheer up to prevent the children from running around and disturbing the host.

After a while, a thin woman with a MAX fashion sense came and asked the waiter for a rest room, but the waiter regretfully told her that the room was gone.

She was very unhappy and rushed over in a string of French.

The waiter had to ask the person in charge to persuade them with kind words.

Finally, a businessman came in with a computer. He looked at the noisy family of five, then at the fashionable woman arguing with someone, and finally chose to sit not far from the bodyguards.

He was very quiet. He sat down and opened his notebook, immersed in his work, and occasionally took a sip of coffee. Half an hour later, he got up and went to the bathroom.

Five minutes later, the guards took turns and a group of people took a break and stood guard.

Soon, the businessman came back and sat back in his seat.

He took another sip of coffee.

Jian Jing stood up, as if he was going to the restroom.

The two exchanged glances.

The next moment, the businessman suddenly fell to the ground, his teeth clenched, his body twitching, and breathing became extremely difficult.

"Ah!" Jian Jing cried out softly and immediately squatted down, "What's wrong with you?"

Everyone present gave her a puzzled look.

She pretended to examine him, and after a busy moment, she said to the waiter who came after hearing the news: "Give me his coat, he is very sensitive to light." She then said, "Quick, call an ambulance! It's poisoning!"

As she spoke, she put her coat on the other person's face and said, "Hey, An Jing."

The waiters were panicked: "What happened?"

"Poisoning." Jian Jing opened the trust card and said firmly and forcefully, "Don't forget to call the police."

"What poison?" A bodyguard appeared silently, "How do you know it's poisoning?"

"Convulsions, opisthotonos, facial spasms, difficulty breathing, typical strychnine poisoning." Jian Jing picked up the coffee cup, frowned, and said, "Put this cup of coffee away, it needs to be tested."

She asked for help in an orderly manner: "Who has secobarbital? Any short-acting barbiturates will do?"

No one answered.

Fortunately, the airport rescue team arrived soon, and hurriedly lifted the person onto a stretcher and sent him to the ambulance. The sirens sounded, and the ambulance left the airport with its lights flashing.

Half an hour later, the police arrived.

Jian Jing answered their questions truthfully.

As in countless cases in the past, the police knew after a brief investigation that the person who could have poisoned was in the VIP lounge.

The suspects were listed in chronological order:

the honeymoon couple, Jian Jing, the target's entourage, the celebrity's family of five, and the fashionable woman.

The police were under great pressure. They had just received a call that the person who was poisoned was a subordinate of a big boss, and this time they came to discuss a large project worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Government

officials who were on good terms with him put pressure on the police to arrest the murderer as soon as possible.

But who are the suspects?

A couple is the second generation of rich people, with the lowest status. Jian Jing is now famous and a best-selling author. Her novels are also translated into Chinese and sold in bookstores in Southeast Asia. European and American stars are also famous. A fashionable woman is actually the Asia director of a certain magazine.

Not to mention the target's entourage. The target himself is not important, but the people he protects are important.

But the case cannot be ignored.

It is impossible to ask him to go back to the police station for interrogation, so he had to politely ask for cooperation at the airport.

With such a big commotion, it is impossible for the senior executives not to have heard it.

He asked the guard, "What happened?"

The guard told him the truth.

The senior executive was very vigilant and immediately said, "Verify it."

The guard did so immediately.

After a while, he reported back: "The hospital has indeed received a patient poisoned by strychnine, and the patient is already having his stomach washed. There is no problem with the man's identity, he is the second boss of XX Company, and they are negotiating with the government to build a railway, so they are very concerned."

The senior executive's tightly locked brows loosened slightly, and it seemed that they were not coming for him.

He couldn't help but ponder again. After all, this was not his own country, and the police did not ask him to cooperate, but only the accompanying team. If the attitude was too tough, it might arouse suspicion.

Guard: "Commander, do you need our cooperation?"

The senior executive nodded: "Just cooperate on the surface, don't arouse suspicion. If they ask to take someone away, you know what to do."

Guard: "Yes."

The wind and rain were dark, and Jian Jing finished recording the confession and sat leisurely by the window to watch the heavy rain.

"Would you like some waffles?" The waiter who had disappeared for two hours reappeared.

Jian Jing readily agreed.

Zong Ye brought waffles and hot tea and said, "Time is running out. We only have four hours at most."

"We have to eat first." She cut open the waffles and asked curiously, "Is the hospital okay?"

"The person sent to the ambulance was indeed poisoned."

"Who?" Jian Jing was shocked. The sacrifice was too great.

Zong Ye pointed at his face.

She: "..."

"No one will die. It's just a bit of suffering." He smiled, "Besides, this guy is not just a waiter at the airport, he is also an insider in drug smuggling."

Jian Jing immediately stopped sympathizing with him.

Well done.