"There are no wounds on her body, only traces of an injection on her scalp." John Green looked at her earnestly, "Can you still say this wasn't done by someone?"
"Scalp injection..." Lucy seemed to have difficulty swallowing, "How did you find it out?"
"It's not hard to discover." He continued, "If you look carefully, you can find it."
"So it really was done by someone? Have you found out who did it?"
John Green shook his head, "There's no clue."
Lucy breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you going to do? Will you keep looking?"
He shook his head, "Not for now, this isn't my main focus at the moment."
"Focus on your girlfriend for a while. With something like this happening, her mood must be heavy and depressed."
"Mm."
The waiter brought in the dishes, and John Green asked, "Want to have a drink?"
"Do you want to drink? If you want to drink, I'll join you, and we can hire a driver on the way back."
John Green nodded and ordered two bottles of whiskey.
