Seeing this result, Lin Xinyi was shocked.

He read the page of the test report several times, and finally confirmed that he was not dazzled:

"Really not, there is no residue of sleeping drugs in the blood samples of the deceased..."

Lin Xinyi murmured somewhat absentmindedly.

"this..."

Hearing this, Narumi Asai beside him also changed his expression slightly:

"Did the blood test go wrong?"

"Mrs. Matsubara has personally admitted that she gave sleeping pills to the deceased. How could she not have?"

"By the way, she took sleeping pills last night..."

Asai Narumi thought for a while and came up with a guess:

"The deceased just died this afternoon. It has been so long. Will all the sleeping drugs in his body be metabolized by the body?"

"No." Lin Xinyi shook his head:

"If it is a short-lasting sleeping pill like 'Alprazolam', 'Lorazepam' or 'Triazolam', it is indeed possible to completely metabolize it within half a day."

"But Mrs. Matsubara fed the deceased 'flunitrazepam'."

"The half-life of flunitrazepam is 12-15 hours. If you take it before going to bed at night, there will still be residues in the afternoon of the next day."

Half-life, also called biological half-life in the pharmaceutical field, refers to the time it takes for the drug concentration in the blood or the amount of drug in the body to reduce to one-half.

The longer the half-life of a drug, the longer it remains in the body.

Therefore, judging from the sleeping pills chosen by Mrs. Matsubara, if the deceased really took those sleeping pills last night, it would be impossible for the remaining sleeping pill components to be completely undetectable in his blood.

"how so..."

Lin Xinyi frowned tightly.

Faced with this shocking fact, he couldn't help but make a somewhat bizarre guess.

"Looks like I have to make another call and ask..."

Lin Xinyi took out his mobile phone, walked out of the door, and dialed a number with a complicated expression.

At this time, the air in the office was extremely solemn, and no one noticed Lin Xinyi's strange behavior.

Everyone is still shocked by the crime committed by Mrs. Matsubara.

In the silence, a complex emotion quietly surged in Mao Lilan's eyes:

"Mrs. Matsubara, you must still regret your actions, right?"

Although Mrs. Matsubara's eyes were ferocious and her face was twisted at this moment, Mao Lilan was keenly aware of something from the madness and joy:

"Because I always feel that you..."

"It's not like you were just pretending to be sad before."

"And you said it yourself, you have always raised Mr. Kenichi as your biological son."

"Mr. Kenichi's behavior makes you disappointed and hateful, but you must still love him deep down... It's a pity that you realized it too late."

"Stop, stop talking!"

Mrs. Matsubara unnaturally interrupted Mao Lilan's psychic detection.

She clenched her fists tightly and said bitterly:

"I once loved this kid, but he only let me down."

"As I just said, I was hospitalized twice after being beaten by his demonic father, but that immature little bastard didn't even want to see me."

"Huh...How can I still love him after this?"

Mrs. Matsubara's voice was full of hatred.

But at this time, Matsubara Katsu quietly stood up and said with a complicated expression:

"Well, actually..."

"It's me who doesn't let Kenichi see you."

"Uh?" Mrs. Matsubara was slightly startled.

Her expression became extremely complicated: "What did you say?"

"It's true..."

Matsubara Masaru is very thick-skinned.

But even with his face that could be used as a tank protective armor, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when talking about this:

"I was very angry with you at the time, so I didn't go to the hospital at all, and I didn't allow Kenichi to go to the hospital to see you."

"But he disobeyed my order and secretly ran away to the hospital."

In the eyes of everyone who looked at society's rubbish with disgust, Matsubara Masaru's voice became more and more unnatural:

"I discovered this at that time."

"Then I beat him up so hard... He, he never dared to go to the hospital again."

Even in the trash, Matsubara Masaru is non-recyclable toxic waste.

But now Mrs. Matsubara has no intention of being angry about the evil deeds revealed in Matsubara Masaru's confession.

She was just shocked by the truth told by Matsubara Masaru.

"This...how could this happen..."

"Because of your obstruction, Kenichi, he didn't come to the hospital to see me?"

"No, it's impossible..."

Mrs. Matsubara muttered to herself in disbelief:

"If Kenichi visited me in the hospital, why didn't I know?!"

"Because you were still unconscious at that time."

A voice came clearly.

The speaker was Lin Xinyi.

He took the mobile phone he had just hung up on and walked into the office with a solemn expression:

"I just made a special call to find Mrs. Matsubara's attending physician at the time to inquire about the situation in detail."

"According to his recollection, a man claiming to be your son did come to the hospital at that time."

"At that time, Mrs. Matsubara, you were still in a coma and haven't woken up."

"So, out of concern, Mr. Kenichi asked the attending physician to learn more about your condition."

Lin Xinyi paused for a moment, and his tone became a little complicated:

"Your attending physician explained in detail to Mr. Kenichi the conditions related to the 'crush syndrome' that you suffered from at that time."

"What?!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked again:

"Did the deceased himself know about crush syndrome?"

"Then, when he felt something wasn't right...why didn't he go to the hospital?"

Lin Xinyi sighed lightly and did not answer directly.

But an unacceptable guess has already emerged in everyone's mind.

"No...no..."

Mrs. Matsubara said to herself with a dull expression:

"If that's true, why didn't Kenichi tell me these things?!"

"Because you haven't asked Mr. Kenichi?"

Lin Xinyi sighed deeply:

"For him, not going to the hospital to see you in person may be just a small thing he experienced in a long period of pain."

"Mr. Kenichi probably never imagined that his absence under the coercion of his father would actually be the trigger for his mother to turn from love to hatred."

Yes, this is just the trigger that triggers the tragedy.

The real tragedy has long been brewing and taking shape in this long period of pain.

Because she had endured so much pain in this family, Mrs. Matsubara gradually began to resent her adopted son who was cowardly, incompetent, and unable to help her share her pain.

This 24-year-old kid who can't make money and has no stable job, just like his good-for-nothing father, brings a huge burden to Mrs. Matsubara...

Just living is a mistake.
To be continued...