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Chapter 719 Su Wuming 18

Lu Lingfeng recalled the situation at that time and said with certainty: "Yes, the horse's condition is indeed like it has been poisoned by some strong poison. I have seen similar situations in the army before."

"It seems that Dou Yulin is more suspicious." Su Wuming murmured.

"Then let's go to the Dou Mansion now and ask this Mr. Dou for clarification!"

The three of them rushed all the way, knocked on the door of the Dou Mansion, and went straight to Dou Yulin's room. However, the scene in the room made them stunned. Dou Yulin hanged himself, his eyes were wide open, his face was blue and purple, and he had already died.

The Dou Mansion was filled with suffocating sadness. Mr. and Mrs. Dou cried bitterly, the elderly had sent off the young, and now they were sending off a pair of children one after another.

Chu Huan stood aside, feeling mixed emotions. She secretly glanced at Su Wuming, who had a frown on his face and pursed his lips into a straight line, obviously also thinking about the truth behind the case.

"This... What should I do..." Mr. Dou cried so hard that he could hardly speak. He was on the verge of collapse and had to be supported by servants to stand up. Mrs. Dou cried even more bitterly, and kept repeating the names of her daughter and son.

Su Wuming carefully examined Dou Yulin's body and found obvious marks of strangulation on his neck, which did not match the signs of suicide by hanging.

Lu Lingfeng looked solemn, and ordered the Jinwu Guards beside him: "You guys, search the surroundings carefully to see if there are any suspicious traces left behind."

He specifically added: "Especially the windows, door locks, and every corner of the room, don't miss any." The Jinwu Guards took the order and immediately dispersed, starting to carefully inspect the room inside and outside, looking for any possible clues.

"The General also realized that he didn't commit suicide?" Su Wuming was a little surprised, his deep gaze fell on Dou Yulin's pale face.

"A person who hangs himself has his eyes closed and his lips open. If the hair is hanged on the throat, the tongue will touch the teeth. If the hair is hanged below the throat, the tongue will stick out more. And he..." Lu Lingfeng paused, his eyes swept over Dou Yulin's body.

Su Wuming added: "And the hands. A person who hangs himself should hold his hands tightly, and he... from the looks of him, he must have been strangled to death and then hung up."

They called the Dou family members out for questioning, and learned from the groom that Dou Yulin had tampered with the bride's horse.

Su Wuming also learned from a little maid that Dou Yulin’s accident must be related to Yin Shilang from the Ghost Market.

What's more, Su Wuming had previously inquired from many sources about the fragrance emanating from the corpse, and finally got a clue from Kang Yuanli in the West Market. Kang Yuanli told him that this kind of rare preservative spice could not be found in ordinary spice shops, and perhaps it could only be found in the ghost market.

"Ghost Market..." Chu Hua muttered to herself, with a glimmer of excitement in her eyes. She was familiar with all kinds of unofficial history novels set in the Tang Dynasty, and was full of curiosity about this mysterious underground trading place.

In the 21st century, there are no such things as "ghost markets". At most, there are some antique markets. How can they provide such a thrilling experience?

Su Wuming noticed the change in Chu Hua's expression and smiled gently: "Miss, do you want to go and see it for yourself?"

Chu Huan was so excited that her little feet kept flapping, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently in the wind like a blooming flower.

"Ghost Market! I've wanted to go there for a long time! I heard that there are all kinds of strange things there, and there are all kinds of weird people. It's exciting just thinking about it!" Her eyes sparkled, as if she had already seen the dazzling array of goods and the bustling crowds in the ghost market.

Su Wuming looked at her childish behavior, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a gentle arc. This girl really couldn't hide her thoughts at all.

Su Wuming coughed lightly, put away his smile, and said seriously: "The ghost market is full of good and bad people, and there are dangers everywhere. You are a girl with a body worth a lot of money, so you should not get involved in danger."

Chu Hua's face fell immediately after hearing this. She pouted and muttered in dissatisfaction, "You are looking down on me! I have traveled a lot and have seen all kinds of big scenes. How can a mere ghost market scare me?"

"Miss, you don't know that there are many desperate criminals in the ghost market, and some are proficient in Qimen Dunjia. If you are not careful, you will..."

Su Wuming paused, as if considering his words: "It will bring trouble upon yourself."

"Lord Su, the more you say this, the more curious I am!" Chu Hua's eyes rolled around and she smiled slyly.

"How about this, you take me with you, and I promise to be obedient and never cause you any trouble! If we really encounter any danger, I can still... help! Have you forgotten that I know magic? If we really meet bad guys, who knows who will be the unlucky one?!" He blinked mysteriously.

Su Wuming couldn't help laughing at Chu Hua's quirky appearance, but he still pretended to be serious and said, "The ghost market is not a place for children to play with. Don't be willful, girl."

When Chu Hua saw Su Wuming's "old cadre" behavior, she immediately got angry.

She put her hands on her hips and said coquettishly, "Master Su, you are not afraid, are you? Afraid that you will lose your reputation as the 'No. 1 Detective of the Tang Dynasty' if you go to the ghost market?"

Su Wuming sighed helplessly. This method of provoking him was like scratching an itch through a shoe. It had no effect at all.

"Miss, you misunderstood. Su is not someone who seeks fame..."

"Then just take me there!" Seeing that being soft didn't work, Chu Huan started to act like a spoiled child. She tugged at Su Wuming's sleeve and shook him gently, blinking her big watery eyes at him, like a kitten begging for food.

Su Wuming's heart felt as if a feather had gently brushed across it, making it tingle unbearably. He avoided Chu Hua's gaze somewhat unnaturally and coughed lightly: "Ahem, men and women should not touch each other..."

Chu Huan burst out laughing. This old antique is still so pretentious even at this time.

"Master Su, you need to improve your ideological awareness! What time is it now? We are investigating a case! Do you understand? In order to investigate a case, let alone holding hands, even sleeping in the same bed..."

Chu Hua paused deliberately, observing Su Wuming's reaction. His originally fair face instantly turned red, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly at her.

Chu Huan laughed secretly in her heart. This Su Wuming was really a pure old man. It was quite interesting to tease him.

"Sharing the same bed..." These four words came out of Chu Hua's mouth, with a hint of teasing, and exploded in Su Wuming's ears. He felt like his ears were on fire, burning his cheeks.

My heart was beating like a drum, hitting my chest again and again, almost jumping out of my throat.

"Miss... be careful with your words." Su Wuming finally found his voice, but it was as thin as a mosquito, as if it would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

He turned his head away in panic, not daring to look at Chu Hua's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.