Xu Xiangbei asked with an inscrutable expression, "Do you know why it emits this fruity fragrance?"
"How would I know, it's not like I made it."
Xu Xiangbei's demeanor turned serious: "Because this medicinal wine has mandala flower pollen in it, which gives it a special scent. Besides promoting blood circulation, this wine has anesthetic properties. Lu Jingyun drank it and fell into a deep sleep, so anyone could come in and stab him to death."
Jenny, covering the bottle of medicinal wine and sealing it in a bag, looked somewhat excited: "I need to take this bottle back for testing, to see if your guess is correct."
Xu Xiangbei smiled and said, "Tomorrow morning, you have to accompany me to a place."
Knowing Xu Xiangbei's car was still parked at the Jiangcheng Pier, and assuming he only wanted her to drive for him, Jenny smiled indifferently: "Sure, where do you want me to go with you? Just not to Lu Jingyun's house."
