He smelled of clotted blood, although there were other scents mixed in, making it too complex to identify. It must have been absorbed by the human body for a long period, and even if there were remnants, they were too weak—faint scents dying out as they nearly merged.
If you could find the juice he drank, you could tell it.
"How about it?" Guan Lingyu hurriedly asked.
"I've found something. The killer has used this medicinal grass. You could send someone to major pharmacies to see who bought this herb. Maybe you can find some clues," Yin Xiaofan thought for a moment.
"Life Grass, right, I remember," Guan Lingyu nodded. "You are so remarkable at spotting new leads immediately."
"It's not me, it's the killer," Yin Xiaofan said solemnly. "This killer is not simple. You must be careful, especially when you're preparing for the arrest, you must worry."
"What do you mean, what did you find? Tell me quickly. Yin Xiaofan really surprises people," Guan Lingyu remarked.
