"Tutu, have you found anything?"
"Hmm, it seems that Zhang Guizhi was controlled by someone." An Yiqing straightened up and pointed with her finger to a spot hidden behind the corpse's ear amidst the hair, "Look, the medicinal powder I prepared has reacted with her scalp, revealing a red dot. Zhang Guizhi must have been controlled by a drug capable of manipulating human thoughts."
Gu Yelin frowned, pulled the girl far away from Zhang Guizhi's body, took off his coat, and carefully wiped her hands, fearing that she, too, might be contaminated with the thought-controlling poison.
An Yiqing, who found the man's childish gesture slightly amusing, couldn't help but let out a laugh, "Ah Lin, don't worry, this kind of drug is not contagious."
However, upon hearing this, Gu Yelin's face stiffened, and his ears turned a bit red as he muttered, "Better safe than sorry."
Watching the man's loyal-dog-like act, An Yiqing finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
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