Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 1381 Love Rival (42)

"This place has not been damaged, right?" Second Young Master George Han inspected the bathroom front and back, inside and out. Siemens said that he was afraid that he would damage the scene by manipulation, so he had to follow him and supervise him.

I was not idle either. I observed carefully and tried to think back to see if some places were different from before.

The water in the big wooden barrel is still a little warm. The water is very clear and you can see the bottom.

I thought to myself: I have checked everything, but the only thing missing is the bottom of the water. Let me take a look.

I bent down and stared at the bottom of the water. The bottom of the water was the bottom of the big wooden barrel. Suddenly I discovered something unusual.

There seems to be something under the water!
"Hurry and help me scoop out the water, use the scoop, don't pour it." I said to the two men, while scooping the bath water into the drainage hole on the ground.

Siemens ran over and pointed at the bath water with his finger. His shining white spiritual power was like an invisible water pipe. The water was sucked up and flowed into the drainage hole on the ground.

When the water was scooped down to only the bottom, I shouted to stop.

"Look, what is that?" I pointed to the silver beads circled one by one at the bottom of the bucket, and then I picked up the silver beads with my hands. It slipped back and forth between my fingers, and I couldn't pick them up.

Second Young Master George Han came over and I said to them, "This should be mercury, right?"

Second Young Master George Han and Siemens took a quick glance at it and said in unison: "It's mercury."

Second Young Master George Han couldn't help but take a step back, looking slightly nervous. Siemens said with glee, "Hey, is a grown man afraid of this thing?"

I explained: "Ghosts are afraid of cinnabar. Mercury is extracted from cinnabar. Most Taoist priests and onmyojis can do it. It can ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts and can also prevent corrosion."

When I said this, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Second Young Master George Han grinned, "So, the murderer must have cinnabar and mercury on his body, and it can't be me. Well, my suspicion has been eliminated." After saying that, he looked at Siemens.

Siemens pretended not to hear him, ignored him deliberately, and said to me: "This thing can't be picked up with your hands. I'll go to the kitchen to get some flour. You first wipe the water in the bucket with a cloth."

"Okay." I took a bath towel to soak up the water at the bottom of the bucket, and then wiped it dry.

Siemens quickly brought white flour, a brush and a plate. He poured the flour on the mercury to cover it, and then used a brush to sweep the powder and mercury onto the plate.

The three of us sat around the plate and started discussing.

"We don't have much time. If it's too late, Xiaoxue will be in danger. Think about the fate of Miss Singer!" I said seriously: "Think about who is the most suspicious in this house.'

Ximen nodded, "With the ability to enter and exit George Han's house freely, the escape route is clear, and knowing Xiaoxue's situation, this person must be from the George Han family." After speaking, he glared at the second young master George Han angrily.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Second Young Master George Han protested: "Leilei, he is always targeting me." "The heart of a villain!"

Siemens stared at him and said, "It's not you, it's also raised by your family. You deserve to be punished for the same crime."

"Stop arguing!" I stopped, and then asked Second Young Master George Han, "Benson, do you know where the mercury is stored in your home, or who has mercury?"

Second Young Master George Han thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something, "Did you just say that both Taoist priests and Onmyoji masters can refine mercury?"

I nodded, "Yes, since ancient times, Taoist priests and onmyojis have dug their own cinnabar from the mountains, and then roasted it with fire, and refined it for later use."

(End of this chapter)