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He inserted the straw and took a few sips. Yan Qing subtly lifted his foot and accidentally knocked over the water bottle, spilling the water all over the floor.
Yan Qing's clumsy attempt to destroy evidence.
"Sorry about that."
"It's fine." Xiao Wang Yi bent down to pick up the bottle. He emptied the remaining water from it, looked up at Tan Ming, and pointed at the cap in his hand.
Tan Ming handed him the cap.
Xiao Wang Yi screwed the cap back on and tossed the empty bottle into the trash can. As he did, he mumbled, "What a waste, bottles cost money."
Yan Qing forced a smile, feeling awkward.
Tan Ming's expression darkened.
He was certain that Xiao Wang Yi was the one who poisoned them. Ginkgo nuts were highly toxic; just a slight touch could be fatal. How did the poisoner manage to get the ginkgo nuts into the soup?
The only methods he could think of were using a bottle or a stick to drop them in. However, either method would be difficult to execute under everyone's watchful eyes. Using cloth would not be safe enough either.
So what would be considered safe? Not getting poisoned would be safe enough.
Xiao Wang Yi's Wolf Messenger Identity was that of a healer. All messengers' tools were linked to their identities, leading him to suspect that Xiao Wang Yi's Messenger Tool might be something like an immunity to toxins.
Typically, Messenger Tools had limitations on usage time and frequency. If Xiao Wang Yi had poisoned them, he must have waited for the right moment. This meant he had likely hidden the ginkgo nuts on him from early on. In that case, his Messenger Tool's usage time would definitely exceed fifteen minutes. Based on the common usage durations of various Messenger Tools, Xiao Wang Yi's usage time should be less than that.
Thus, he made a bold test but was stopped by Yan Qing.
However, he had overthought it!
Xiao Wang Yi didn't use a Messenger Tool for poisoning; instead, it was latex gloves!
On Xiao Wang Yi's right wrist, there were marks left by a glove!
Tan Ming hadn't noticed at first, but when Xiao Wang Yi asked him for a bottle cap and pulled up his sleeve, he finally saw them. Moreover, it was perfectly normal for Xiao Wang Yi to wear gloves while washing fish—who would find that strange? No one. It was as ordinary as someone wearing gloves to do laundry.
From a distance, Zhang Liu noticed Tan Ming holding Yan Qing's wrist, his head lowered in contemplation, and walked over. "Senior," he said, directing his gaze at Tan Ming's hand gripping Yan Qing's.
Yan Qing caught his eye and quickly extended her hand.
Tan Ming slipped his hands into his pockets. "What’s up?"
"Nothing." Zhang Liu chuckled lightly, "I just didn't know when you two became so close." He deliberately used the word "close" instead of "good."
"I don't see why I should answer such a trivial question."
Zhang Liu looked at the cold and indifferent person before him and smiled lightly, as if he had long been accustomed to Tan Ming's demeanor.
At that moment, someone behind them suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, where did Qi Qiuluo go?"
"He went to the restroom. It's been almost an hour and he still hasn't come back," someone replied. "His bowl is still sitting on the ground."
Yan Qing instinctively lowered her head and saw two empty bowls on the floor. She couldn't help but wonder—wasn't Qi Qiuluo not fond of fish? Why were the bowls completely empty?
"How long has Qi Qiuluo been gone?" Tan Ming asked.
"More than half an hour," someone answered.
That was indeed quite a while. "Where could he have gone?"
Xiao Wang Yi suddenly remembered and pointed in a direction. However, there was more than just Qi Qiuluo who had left. He thought for a moment, then put his hand into his pocket, smiled slightly, and shook his head.
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