Most people believe that if a person drinks too much, he will die suddenly. I heard that Wan Daxia drank a lot last night.
But Wan Daxia is not an ordinary person after all, and he has always had a lot of money. So Hua Siye of Peony Villa and Wang Zhenfei, the chief escort of Zhongyuan Escort Bureau who was present, carefully inspected Wan Daxia in front of the three knives he brought.
The corpse of the hero.
There were indeed no injuries, not even signs of physical contact with anyone.
Of course Su Yang knew how Wan Junwu died.
Wan Junwu's drinking capacity is not as good as outsiders think. He has a good drinking capacity because he has a secret to drinking: he can vomit. When he drinks too much, he vomits, and after vomiting, he can come back and drink again.
This is his secret.
Although his senior brothers, disciples, and best friends all knew this secret, he thought they didn't know, and they could only pretend not to know, so when he went to "convenience", they had to let him go alone.
It happened that Di Qinglin brought a very beautiful woman, who was waiting for him in the room, so he left the table early;
What's even more coincidental is that this Mr. Di Xiaohou also has a very thin knife, several points thinner than paper. If he takes it out quickly enough, he can pull it out just as fast, plus some clever tricks.
The internal strength locks the blood vessels, making it almost difficult to see the wound. If the examiner is more "careless", he will not be able to find it.
What a coincidence. Who would believe such a coincidence?
Su Yang stood on the hillside from a distance, silently watching them perform the autopsy without saying a word. Sometimes people who tell the truth are annoying. Not only did Di Qinglin not want to hear the truth, but also Fourth Master Hua, Manager Qiu and even Wan
None of the three knives that Jun Wu brought would want to hear it.
Peony Villa is the property of Fourth Master Hua, and he arranged the secret room for drinking;
Wan Junwu was invited by Manager Qiu;
Those three swords were originally responsible for protecting Wan Junwu;
Therefore, the cause of Wan Daxia's death must not be "homicide", it can only be "alcoholism".
This grand horse racing event finally ended with the death of Wan Daxia, and everyone achieved their expected goals. Except Wan Junwu himself.
Half an hour after Di Qinglin left with Sisi, Su Yang also left Peony Villa on Laojiu.
Sitting on the horse, Su Yang kept thinking about Di Qinglin.
Although I didn't see him take action this time, I discovered a detail that is definitely worthy of vigilance, even frightening!
That delicate and pale face always had a cold and indifferent expression that was half a smile but not a smile.
"Smiling but not smiling, cold and indifferent" is a very special expression. The message revealed by this expression is that this person has shown extreme indifference to everything happening around him and all the people and things that exist, without feeling anything.
, no matter what kind of changes are encountered, there will be no psychological fluctuations.
It is not difficult to make this kind of expression. Anyone who knows how to pretend can do it, but it can never be maintained forever, because as long as a living person is alive, it is impossible to be in a state of no emotional fluctuations.
Unless this person has lost the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy that a "biological creature" should have, and no longer has love, hate, affection, and hatred.
But is this still a “person”?
From the time Di Qinglin entered Peony Villa, to buying and giving away horses, to Wan Junwu's death, until finally leaving, he had been secretly observing him, and there was not even the slightest change in his expression.
I have seen this expression before. When I attended a funeral, the face of the dead person in the crystal coffin looked like this, half-smiling but not smiling, cold and indifferent.
Di Qinglin's pale face was like a dead person who had just died and whose muscles had not yet stiffened. Cold and slippery poisonous snakes crawled on his face and swam among his facial features, forming a
An expression that looks like a smile but not a smile.
Su Yang couldn't help but shiver, and his spine felt chilly.
The only way to deal with a person like Di Qinglin is to find his psychological and character weaknesses. This is also the purpose of "seeing him" this time.
But now, Su Yang can no longer imagine what weaknesses such a person would have?
What are the weaknesses of dead people? Of course, it can be said that 'death' itself is the greatest weakness, but this is correct and useless nonsense.
This person with no weaknesses is three or four miles ahead. According to his original plan, he should use Laojiu's speed advantage to rush over now!
At this moment, Su Yang suddenly wanted to give up.
Whether Di Qinglin is a good person or a very evil person, what does he have to do with me?
Isn’t the education I have received since childhood been to be wise and protect yourself and not to meddle in other people’s business? After all, isn’t the world full of injustice? Why should I care? Is there anything worth risking my life for?
Even if all the good people like Yang Zheng and Lu Suwen are dead, a person like Di Qinglin can cover up the sky with one hand and continue to be the best romantic young man in the world, and continue to use the most cruel method to kill those promiscuous women, what does it have to do with me?
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It doesn’t even have a dime to do with it! It doesn’t even have a damn thing to do with it!
Fear has crept into my heart unconsciously!
Fear is one of the oldest emotions in human beings. It is like an indescribable devil, hiding in a dark corner, watching you anytime and anywhere. You have no idea what it will do to you next moment.
But you will always believe that the most terrible thing will happen to you next moment.
A person who is conquered by fear will feel that the wind is blowing even if the weather is sunny and sunny. Even if the surroundings are full of kind smiles, he will feel that one of these faces will become full of sharp teeth at any time to bite you off.
The neck, even with the simplest direct thrust of a sword, will become crooked and out of shape.
If a person has real fear, then no one can save you, because the devil's hiding place is in the deepest part of your heart; its greatest source of power is yourself!
Unless you kill yourself! But in the world, the most difficult person to kill is yourself!
The hand holding the wine bottle couldn't help but start to tremble slightly.
If a swordsman's hand starts to shake, can he still hold the sword?
Shuanggou Daqu splashed out from the wine pot, and the crystal wine beads sprinkled on Laojiu's face.
There was a bump in the crotch, and the old wine hissed. He turned around and stuck out his purple tongue, trying desperately to lick the wine on his mane, but unfortunately he always missed a little bit, so he widened his eyes and looked sadly.
With Su Yang.
The expression on Laojiu's face was extremely exciting, and even his running movements were astonishing. He looked like a lame rabbit, hopping forward with his butt sticking out, and reaching for Su Yang's hand with his long mouth.
The wine in it.
A drunkard must be a horse with a simple brain. If it wants to drink, it will turn around and look for wine, even if the owner on its back will hit it or even stab it.
Of course it knows that it is a simple matter for the owner on its back to kill it. Even the horse trainer at Sunset Racecourse can easily kill it.
Maybe it is also afraid of being beaten and killed, but it will still do it because it wants to drink. If it doesn't do it, it will feel uncomfortable and feel sorry for itself!
Su Yang looked at the drunkard and felt a vein popping hard on his forehead;
Then the scalp began to explode, and it felt like the hair was standing on end; the whole body felt like an electric shock, arousing countless goose bumps;
A ball of scalding fire began to expand little by little in the body, intertwined with the "will-o'-the-wisp" called fear. The two extreme emotions were intertwined and flowing, burning every inch of the skin in an instant, all the way to the bone marrow.
deep.
Indescribable pain, uncontrollable stimulation!
This is not the power of the spirit, this is the power of the spirit, another emotion as old as fear: courage!
All people will inevitably encounter fear in their lives. Some people will collapse in front of fear, and will be so scared that they will pee. They don’t even have the courage to raise their heads and take a look. They can only hide in the corner and tremble, and dare not move forward for the rest of their lives.
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There is another kind of person who is also afraid, but after fear, he will have courage!
"Courage" means never giving in to "fear", and never compromising against the darkness and evil represented by "fear";
If "fear" is the dark side of the human heart, then "courage" is a hot and dazzling sun;
There is such a sun in everyone's heart. When the sun rises, its brilliance is enough to dispel all the haze!
Su Yang's hands were still trembling, but this time it was not because of fear. He raised the endless wine bottle above his head, and the hot Shuanggou Daqu came like a heavy rain from the sky, drenching Su Yang and the drunkard.
The drunkard flicked the horse's head and let out a long and joyful neigh. The mane on his neck was filled with sparkling wine beads, fluttering in the wind, and his four hooves were like the wind, and the sound of the hooves was like thunder!
Su Yang slowly pulled out his sword, like a knight charging in the Middle Ages, with the tip pointing forward. The hand holding the sword had stabilized again, his arm was full of strength, and there was a determined look in his slightly narrowed eyes!
There is absolutely no person without weaknesses in the world! Even the God of Death is afraid of the light, let alone humans!
There are many ways to overcome fear, but the most effective is to embrace death!
If you don’t come to me, I’ll look for you!
On the official road in the distance, a large cart gradually appeared. The cart was pulled by four white horses with almost the same height and leg length, and they galloped leisurely on the official road.
But this big car is shaking!
The big car is not a human being, so how can it shake?
