Chapter 11 - Take Care of Your Kidneys
"Currently, we can't confirm whether it was He Qing Yu who secretly administered the 'Red Rain' to Lin Jiao Yue," Leng Xinnan said, gazing at the moonlight reflected in the pond.
"According to our investigation, He Qing Yu had harassed and pursued Miss Lin on several occasions. On the day Lin Jiao Yue was injured by the Demonic Creature, He Qing Yu even climbed over the wall of the Lin residence at night, trying to visit her, but was discovered and driven away by the servants."
Hearing this, Li Nan Ke immediately understood why Leng Xinnan was present at the scene of He Qing Yu's murder today.
He Qing Yu was a prime suspect in the case of Lin Jiao Yue being secretly given 'Red Rain.'
Unfortunately, the Night Patrol was now facing only a cold corpse.
And a missing Grave People.
Leng Xinnan's voice was clear and low.
"Lin Jiao Yue was attacked by the Demonic Creature on the fourth of eighth, around the beginning of the Wei hour (1-3 PM), at Cuihong Mountain.”
“And He Qing Yu's actual time of death was on the night of the fourth of eighth, during the third watch.”
“In other words, after He Qing Yu was driven out of the Lin residence that night, feeling depressed, he originally planned to go to the White Cloud Restaurant to drink and drown his sorrows, but he ended up dying in his own home.”
“The murderer deliberately made it look like He Qing Yu died from coal fumes poisoning and placed lime powder to delay the decomposition of the corpse, trying to mislead the authorities. Their purpose should be to create an alibi for themselves.”
“And the murderer almost succeeded, but they were foiled by you..."
Speaking of this, Leng Xinnan couldn't help but sigh at the strange workings of fate.
If Li Nan Ke hadn't gone to the crime scene today, how far would the situation have escalated?
Li Nan Ke said modestly, "It was just luck."
"Sometimes luck also represents ability."
Leng Xinnan looked at Li Nan Ke.
"On the seventh of eight, He Qing Yu suddenly 'resurrected' and appeared at the White Cloud Restaurant as a Grave People. After finishing his drinks, he disappeared.”
“Afterwards, someone put 'Red Rain' in Lin Jiao Yue's food, causing her to fall into a Red Rain dream. What do you think is the connection between these two cases?"
"Asking me?"
Li Nan Ke pointed at himself.
"Should I ask it instead?"
The woman glanced at the white goose in his arms.
She was puzzled, wondering why Li Nan Ke liked to hold this goose.
And kept stroking it.
Li Nan Ke smiled wryly.
"I'm sorry, Lord Leng, I only have some experience in examining corpses. As for solving cases, catching criminals, and eliminating demons, I don't have the talent."
"Just analyze it casually."
"I really can't analyze this. Why don't you ask someone else?"
"Then guess. Just make a random guess."
"......"
Faced with the woman's persistence, Li Nan Ke was speechless and said casually,
"Perhaps the Grave People, He Qing Yu, is hiding in the Lin residence."
"Why would he be hiding in the Lin residence?"
"How would I know?"
"He resented Lin Jiao Yue for not returning his affections and wanted to kill her, so he sneaked into the Lin residence and secretly administered the 'Red Rain'?"
Leng Xinnan continued to ask, more like asking herself.
Li Nan Ke couldn't help but retort.
"Maybe he went to the Lin residence to save Lin Jiao Yue?"
"He Qing Yu knows who the murderer is!"
Leng Xinnan's eyes lit up.
Li Nan Ke was slightly taken aback, then remained silent for a while before saying,
"Without substantial evidence, relying solely on unfounded speculation can easily lead one astray. I think we should start the investigation with Lin Jiao Yue. Perhaps we can find the Grave People He Qing Yu sooner that way."
"Come to the Lin residence tomorrow to assist me with the investigation."
Leng Xinnan suddenly dropped this sentence and got up to leave.
"Huh?"
Li Nan Ke was a bit dumbfounded and hurriedly called out.
"But I'm just a lowly coroner."
Leng Xinnan stopped, turned around, and looked at him with sharp eyes that seemed to shimmer with the reflection of the moonlight on the pond.
She said calmly, "Therefore, you must obey your superior's orders."
…
Back in the room, Li Nan Ke felt rather depressed.
He had originally thought he could live a leisurely life, but he didn't expect to encounter such an overbearing female superior. What bad luck.
"Want to know about her illness?"
Luo Qian Qiu cleaned up the medicine residue on the table and sat down with a smile.
In front of his wife, Li Nan Ke naturally wouldn't ask about Leng Xinnan's condition, lest she misunderstand that he was concerned about his female superior.
But his curiosity was hard to suppress.
So he tried to fish for information by flattering her.
"No matter how serious the illness, as long as there's the miraculous Divine Doctor Luo, it's no problem at all."
He tried to use this method to get his wife to reveal something.
"That's indeed true."
Unexpectedly, Luo Qian Qiu accepted his flattery without hesitation.
Li Nan Ke was momentarily at a loss for words. Luo Qian Qiu didn't give him a chance to ask further and stood up, saying,
"It's getting late, husband. You should rest early."
"Well... alright then."
Seeing that his wife wasn't playing by the usual rules, Li Nan Ke smiled wryly and gave up.
Looking at his wife thoughtfully making the bed for him, Li Nan Ke suddenly asked.
"By the way, wife, when will Master return?"
Luo Qian Qiu's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she remained silent.
After carefully making the bed, she answered softly, "I don't know. Maybe tomorrow, or maybe never."
"Aren't you his disciple?"
Li Nan Ke was a bit dissatisfied with her answer.
She was clearly being perfunctory.
Luo Qian Qiu gently took off Li Nan Ke's outer garment and looked at him earnestly.
"I'm not close to Master."
Oh, is that so?
The man was speechless for a moment.
A hint of bitterness crossed Luo Qian Qiu's lips.
"I'm not lying. I don't know Master's surname, what he looks like, or where he's from."
"Then your discipleship is rather... careless."
Li Nan Ke wanted to retort, but he didn't know where to start. He curled his lip.
"It seems I'm not familiar with him either."
"No, you are Master's personal disciple," Luo Qian Qiu said.
Li Nan Ke's heart stirred. He hesitated for a moment and then said,
"Wife, is it possible that Master mistook me for someone else? Because I've discovered that I'm very likely... me. After all, I'm very familiar with my own body, whether it's the upper part or the lower part, I even know how many hairs I have..."
Luo Qian Qiu looked at her husband strangely, as if he were a fool, completely unable to understand what he was talking about.
"Whether he mistook you for someone else is Master's business, it has nothing to do with me," Luo Qian Qiu said calmly.
Realizing that he couldn't communicate with this woman, Li Nan Ke scratched his head and waved his hand helplessly.
"Forget it, forget it. You don't understand the difference between 'soul transmigration' and 'body transmigration.'"
The night was as still as water, and the courtyard was silent.
A dim lamp illuminated the two figures in the small room, adding a touch of warmth to the lonely and cold mountainside.
As usual, Li Nan Ke was the first to go to bed.
And also the first to fall asleep.
Luo Qian Qiu sat alone in the corner, quietly reading medical books by the soft candlelight.
Near the third watch, she put down the yellowed book in her hand and looked at her sleeping husband, her expression showing a hint of inexplicable hesitation.
As usual, she quietly walked out the door.
A pair of crystal-clear earrings swayed slightly with her steps.
The night was as deep as the sea.
By the shimmering pond, Sister Goose was lying motionless on the bank.
Her long neck was twisted towards her back, her small head tucked under her white feathers, sleeping soundly.
Grandpa Turtle had also retracted his head and was sleeping peacefully.
Luo Qian Qiu sat on the stone bench by the bank, gazing at the distant mountains, lost in thought.
Her pure white dress seemed to be bathed in an ethereal aura under the moonlight, as if she would float away like snowflakes in the next moment.
After an unknown amount of time, perhaps on a sudden whim, the woman took out a small white porcelain bottle from her bosom and poured out some of the liquid medicine inside. She rubbed it in her hands a few times and then applied her hands to her cheeks.
After waiting for about half a minute, she went to the well and carefully washed the liquid off her face.
When the woman raised her head again, her ordinary face was gone, replaced by a breathtakingly beautiful visage.
Her skin was as translucent and flawless as white jade, as delicate as a baby's.
She was truly a celestial beauty.
…
Another morning arrived, and everything was as usual.
Li Nan Ke looked at the breakfast already prepared on the table and said with a frown,
"Seriously, wife? It's for nourishing the kidneys again? Your husband is not deficient."
Since coming to this world, almost every morning, he had a kidney-nourishing medicinal meal.
Fortunately, Luo Qian Qiu was an excellent cook and often changed the ingredients. Otherwise, not only would Li Nan Ke be sick of eating it, but his "little brother" would be too.
"Hmm? Do you have any objections, husband?"
Luo Qian Qiu's clear and lively eyes narrowed slightly as she tilted her head.
Although she seemed gentle and somewhat cute, her demeanor inexplicably made the man a little apprehensive.
Li Nan Ke coughed lightly and said sheepishly,
"It's mainly because it's too much trouble for you, wife. Actually, keeping it simple is fine, and it would allow you to rest properly."
"It's no trouble at all. You should take good care of your health, husband."
Luo Qian Qiu's smile was gentle.
Li Nan Ke didn't say anything more and started eating his breakfast.
After breakfast, Li Nan Ke said, "Wife, Lord Leng asked me to assist her with a case last night. I have to go to the Lin residence. If I come back late, you can eat first by yourself."
"Yes, be careful out there, husband."
Luo Qian Qiu didn't react much, her words carrying concern.
Li Nan Ke hesitated for a while, but in the end, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked casually, "By the way, wife, is Lord Leng's illness serious? I hope it won't be contagious."
Luo Qian Qiu, who was cleaning up the dishes, paused and looked up at her husband, a faint smile playing on her lips.
This smile seemed to hold a hint of slyness.
As if saying: See? You couldn't help but ask, after all.
Li Nan Ke avoided her gaze and chuckled dryly.
"If it's not contagious, then it's fine. I'll be going to work on the case now."
"She has a Seductive Physique and Yin Essence. It's very rare," Luo Qian Qiu said.
"What's that?"
Li Nan Ke looked confused.
Luo Qian Qiu smiled faintly, her ordinary appearance somehow exuding an ethereal beauty.
"Simply put, once she experiences intimacy, she will become entangled in the web of passion. It's like being addicted to the warmth of the blankets in winter, developing a taste for it, sinking into the mire of desire and unable to extricate herself."
"That's... unlikely, right?"
The man's mouth was slightly agape, his face filled with shock.
After all, that overbearing female superior looked like an iceberg, her entire being radiating "stay away."
Of course, this kind of symptom wasn't unfamiliar to him as a transmigrator.
In medical terms, it was an enhanced excitement of the sexual center.
And the vast majority of cases were caused by psychological disorders or anxiety stemming from a lack of understanding of sexual knowledge.
But clearly, Leng Xinnan's situation was different from these modern cases.
It was caused by a special constitution.
After all, in this mystical world, many strange and wondrous things couldn't be explained by science.
"So there's no cure?"
Li Nan Ke asked curiously.
Luo Qian Qiu was silent for a moment, her slender fingers gently holding the teacup, her red lips slightly parted.
"Those who try to suppress their desires with reason and guard their spirit are like a door with a key that can be opened. Everything should take its natural course."
Li Nan Ke understood.
Desire was an inherent part of human nature. It was impossible for humans to be without emotions or desires, so there was no cure.
One could only control it appropriately and not indulge in it.
But the question was, could it be controlled?
Li Nan Ke sighed inwardly and couldn't help but feel sympathy for Leng Xinnan's future husband.
Brother, you better take care of your kidneys.