Why am I, a cook, always involved in cases?

With Caiwei's soft whispers and gentle persuasion, Gao Zhongcheng finally sat down slowly on the chair.

Caiwei holds a small knife that gleams with silver light in her hand, dancing lightly on the mooncake like a highly skilled artist, carefully cutting the mooncake into eight equal-sized pieces, like carefully carved works of art, each piece revealing the rich and attractive golden color of the walnut filling.

Caiwei seemed to have developed a strong interest in this topic. When she heard the news that Qianjin was pregnant, she couldn't help but exclaimed:

"This is incredible!"

"My friend was troubled by this matter and came to me for a solution."

"This is a really tricky question, and I'm not good at this kind of thing."

Lin Zhiruo answered sincerely.

"As for rumors of people getting pregnant without ever being intimate with their loved ones, I know a thing or two about that."

Lin Zhiruo said slowly.

"Is there really such a miracle in the world?"

"That's not the case. It's not a real pregnancy, but an illusion of pregnancy created by the mind and body."

The mysteries of the human body are unfathomable. Sometimes, what we think in our mind can be transformed into real feelings of the body.

For example, secretly praying in one’s heart: “I don’t want to be busy and toilsome, I just want to rest and relax.”

When I should be diligent, I feel a dull pain in my abdomen;

There was once a young girl who firmly believed that she was pregnant with her lover's child and showed all the signs of early pregnancy. However, in the end she found out that it was just an illusion caused by her mind and body's deep belief.

Just as Lin Zhiruo's father said, such wonderful things happen not only to humans, but also to animals occasionally.

After hearing Lin Zhiruo's explanation, Gao Zhongcheng's face showed an unfathomable look.

"So, is the young lady really pregnant?"

"Well, that's it for now."

His vague answer made Lin Zhiruo feel a little confused, but she decided to suppress it for the time being.

"So, how exactly were those two young ladies being monitored? Perhaps we can find some clues from the omissions in the surveillance."

Gao Zhongcheng took out a piece of plain paper from his arms, which seemed to be specially prepared for Lin Zhiruo.

A simple sketch of a house is outlined on it, with the west corridor and the wing rooms closely connected to the main house, cleverly outlined in a rectangular shape.

On the north and east sides, walls rise high into the sky, while on the south side there is an open courtyard with lush greenery.

“What should they do if they need to go to the toilet?”

"There is a toilet in the wing."

Generally speaking, the toilet should be built outside the residence. Are they so unwilling to let their daughter leave the room?

Lin Zhiruo couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on her face.

"If it's external surveillance, then where are the windows?"

"The only accessible side of the wing is the west side. There is a window on the east and south sides. There is no other way."

Gao Zhongcheng took out the pen and ink he carried with him and quickly marked two circles on the paper, thinking that was where the window was.

"So, are the servants keeping watch nearby?"

Lin Zhiruo pointed towards the main room.

The angle of view from the main room to the window is limited, so the servants should choose a high place where they can overlook the entire room for surveillance.

Gao Zhongcheng seemed to agree with Lin Zhiruo's speculation and drew two crosses on the paper.

But he added that the south side was monitored from the third floor of the main house, while the east side was monitored from the first floor.

There are many blind spots on the east side, and the full view can only be seen from the first floor.

Lin Zhiruo connected the cross and the circle with her fingers.

"The view from this window is quite restricted."

"Yes, but they often embroider here during the day."

In other words, because of having nothing to do, he focused on the needle and thread in his hands.

Rather than lighting a lamp during the day, it is better to embroider by the window, so that the person who is watching you will have less to worry about.

Lin Zhiruo frowned and thought for a long time before she looked up and glanced at Gao Zhongcheng. There was nothing unusual on his face.

But Lin Zhiruo always felt that he was avoiding her gaze intentionally or unintentionally.

The reason why Lin Zhiruo felt this way was because there was something in the whole thing that made her suspicious.

The maidservant beside her, Chang Caiwei, also noticed this question.

"You actually like embroidery. This hobby is quite unique."

Unlike Lin Zhiruo, Caiwei, who belongs to the upper class, commented on this.

Lin Zhiruo always felt that these words sounded a bit stiff, but perhaps she was just overthinking it. It seemed like he was just reciting the lines he had prepared long ago.

"I see."

For ethnic minorities, embroidery often carries special meanings and emotions, so it is not considered a special interest.

Despite this, Lin Zhiruo still had doubts in her heart.

She examined the sketch again.

The map also shows the layout of the rooms. The windows on the south and east sides appear to belong to the same room, and there are two bedrooms.

"Was this wing originally used for welcoming guests?"

"You are very smart and saw through it at a glance."

Gao Zhongcheng admired Lin Zhiruo's sharpness.

"How many people were monitoring at the time?"

"Two people."

Gao Zhongcheng gave a very detailed answer.

Thinking that he had specially prepared a sketch, Lin Zhiruo thought that he must know a lot of inside information.

But at the same time, she also felt that a key point seemed to be missed.

In this case, Lin Zhiruo could only give a vague answer.

(Um--)

Lin Zhiruo stroked her chin, hesitant.

As if to give Lin Zhiruo a push, Gao Zhongcheng calmly took out something.

"By the way, Manager Quan asked me to bring you a message saying that the lamb kidneys might be delivered to you a little later, and I'm here to apologize."

This reminded Lin Zhiruo that Quan Wushuang had not yet handed the lamb kidney to her.

Lin Zhiruo had never dared to mention it because she was afraid of being hit by the Iron Head Skill again, but it had been delayed until now for too long.

"I'm really sorry, but I heard there's a sudden surge in demand."

"Why is it so sudden?"

"..."

Gao Zhongcheng quietly looked away.

Caiwei mentioned it casually while sipping tea.

"Please do not use this bait to lure the maids in my palace!"