Chapter 1983: Pretender

There are rotten wine bottles scattered around the room. It seems that the fact that Odin disappeared was a big blow to Heimdall, a man who is proud of his eyesight and hearing.

The Rainbow Bridge is half abolished, and Sieff doesn't have his ability to watch and listen to all directions. Even if she holds the giant sword as the key, she is not a professional elevator driver.

I couldn't see where people were going to be sent, and couldn't hear if someone was calling the elevator, she just stood there just guarding the door.

Raising her leg and stepping across a fallen hanger into the room, the strong smell of alcohol came over the surface, and Daisy stretched out her hand to cover her little nose, revealing a look of disgust.

"It smells like a winery."

Su Ming shrugged and continued to check the wine bottles on the ground left and right, as if looking for something. Only a few seconds later, he got up and walked to the carpet, raised his leg and kicked Heimdall's ass.

"Don't pretend, get up and talk."

Daisy watched as the burning fireplace was about to burn this person's feet on the ground. He was still motionless, and he was dead drunk no matter what, "Are you sure he did it?"

Of course the death knell is sure.

It is known that Heimdall was picked up by Vostag when he left. This is what Sive said earlier. She drank voodoo mushroom wine, and what she said in a short time was true.

So taking Vostag's departure as the time point, after he left, Su Ming and Daisy drank a glass of pineapple juice, ate a fruit salad and then entered the underworld through Kama Taj's teleportation, which took about five minutes.

Talking to Hela in the underworld, and then went to the intelligence point of Warnerheim to investigate. It took about twenty minutes.

I talked with Sif at the observatory for about five minutes, and the time to fly to her house was negligible, so adding all the time together, the total is half an hour.

After obtaining this time, compare it with the information known in the past.

The two Torrocky brothers, the three warriors of the fairy palace and a Sif, have both been to Kama Taj, Su Ming hosted a "white meat feast" there to entertain them, and treated them with the exception of Rocky and Sif. Everyone poured strong alcohol.

Because it was deliberate at the time, almost everyone was drinking directly holding the bucket, except for occasionally eating a few slices of cold fat.

But even so, Thor and the others fell after drinking for nearly four hours.

Thor has the strongest physique among the four, and Vostag has the most drinking experience. If the two of them are excluded as exceptions, Fandral and Hogan can represent how long the ‘name and surname’ fairy palace warrior will be drunk.

The average level is that if you keep drinking super spirits, you will get drunk in about three and a half hours.

Just now Su Ming checked the room in front of him. The wine bottles in the room are all two kilograms of "small bottles". The pieces together can restore about seven bottles, and the wine inside is not Skywalker's vodka spirits, it is Aspen Gard's own honey wine.

So the question is, how did Heimdall intoxicate himself such a powerful fighter with only 14 kilograms of mead within half an hour before the death knell? You know that he is taller and stronger than Thor, and his willpower is even stronger.

In addition to having stronger physical fitness, the Protoss is no different from humans in terms of living habits and emotional commonality. It belongs to the type of being beaten and painful, and vomiting when drunk.

So why is there only the smell of alcohol in the room, without the smell or trace of vomiting?

There are only two possibilities in the current situation. One is that Heimdall finds someone to use some heavy weapon to give him a head, and then he goes into a coma.

The other is that he pretends to be drunk.

Before entering the room, Strangulation had already told the host that there was no other smell in the room except Heimdall and Sieff, that is to say, no one else had been here in a short time.

The first possibility was ruled out, and if Heimdall knocked on himself, he should have a heavy weapon at hand after being unconscious, not now.

"You're right, I'm really not sure, maybe he was poisoned by alcohol." Su Ming didn't tell the reasoning process in his heart, but smiled indifferently: "Generally superheroes will get some first aid. Knowledge, what should you do when you find someone suspected of alcoholism?"

"I used to be just an ordinary student, how could I be first aid..."

Daisy said embarrassedly, and lowered her head to take notes.

Su Ming walked a few steps and shook his head: "Oh, you still have to learn a lot, let me teach you. According to the time when the person ingests alcohol, there are many first-aid measures that can be taken. The most common one is gastric lavage. Secondly, there is a new treatment that works well, Chinese medicine lotion enema. This time, I plan to do both."

"Stomach lavage, I know, a classmate of my high school once failed to commit suicide by taking sleeping pills, so he was dragged off for gastric lavage." Daisy was really listening. She was sitting with a notebook in one hand and a pen in one hand. By your side: "But what does the Chinese medicine lotion enema mean?"

"A new treatment for acute alcoholism is to boil water with herbs such as rhubarb, astragalus, magnolia officinalis, citrus aurantium, astragalus, and then pour these liquids in from the ‘outlet’ on Heimdall’s body."

Su Ming took out a few small cloth bags with unknown contents from his belt, lined them up on the bench, and said pretentiously:

"I happen to have medicinal materials and equipment here. You will videotape when I am treating Heimdall, and then I will send these videos to various countries in the universe to let them know that the immortal guards of the Immortal Palace made them for the medical industry. sacrifice."

"Oh, leave it to me." Daisy blushed and put away the notepad, receiving the death knell and several metal pipes thicker than her arm.

The death knell stood up, took out two red plastic gloves for washing dishes from his pocket, and moved his fingers: "Well, let's start, wait until the enema liquid is discharged and recovered, and you can use the feces to give He gastric lavage~www.NovelMTL.com~ fully saves water resources."

"vomit......"

As soon as the voice fell, Heimdall, who was still snoring on the carpet, sat up and retched. Those eyes looked at the death knell very murmurly, as if the Supreme Master owed him money.

Su Ming took off his gloves leisurely, and put away the small cloth bags one by one. In fact, they were just some spices he prepared for life in the wild, not some herbs, but Heimdall didn't know.

He looked at the guard on the ground with a smile, and stretched out a hand: "Why don't you pretend to be asleep? I am best at waking up people who pretend to be asleep."

"Still sleeping? Is it possible to wait for you to give me an enema?" Heimdall took the death knell's hand and stood up: "I don't know others, but you can really do that."

"It's my habit to do what I say. Of course I have to be credible." Su Ming smiled and took out a cigarette to light it, and took a deep breath: "Say, why do you play this with me? His behavior is suspicious at this point in time."

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