Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Chapter 1355

To be honest, at this point, Wei Wu was about to give up, completely unable to find a clue.

However, at this moment, Zhu Biao, who had been silent all along, suddenly interjected.

"Xiao Wu, I have a question. If I add water to the ink and stir it, will it affect the quality of the ink?"

"of course!"

Upon hearing Zhu Biao's question, Wei Wu answered almost without hesitation, then explained:

"Brother, color-changing ink is oil-based. No matter how you stir it, the two can't blend perfectly. You can tell at a glance."

"Moreover, adding water to color-changing ink will definitely damage the properties of the ink, resulting in obvious defects in the printed products."

"After all, it's oil and water..."

Just as Wei Wu was about to continue explaining, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he stood up.

When they saw Wei Wu suddenly stand up, Zhu Biao and the others were all stunned for a moment, but then they heard Wei Wu say something.

"Water, that's right, it's water! Sure enough, this direction is correct. Those bastards added something else to the ink!"

"If the substance added to the ink is liquid, no matter how you test it with a long needle, you won't be able to detect anything unusual!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao immediately understood that Wei Wu must have thought of a very crucial clue.

Although he was also curious about what Wei Wu was thinking, he knew it was not the right time to disturb him, so he chose to keep quiet and wait.

At the same time, Wei Wu was brainstorming, trying to find a liquid that could be incorporated into the color-changing ink without any adverse effects!

"It's definitely not water; no idiot would add that. It's probably not oil either; you could tell if it were oil."

"Is there any liquid that can mix into color-changing ink without damaging the ink's composition?"

"We must think outside the box. It's definitely not water and oil. We need to think carefully about what could possibly meet this condition!"

Thinking of the crucial point, Wei Wu simply stopped sitting and began pacing back and forth in the room, supporting his chin.

However, finding the liquid that can be mixed into the color-changing ink is not easy, so Wei Wu will need some more time.

Zhu Biao, Mao Xiang, and the Imperial Guard did not dare to disturb him, their eyes scanning back and forth as he walked.

Wei Wu walked from one end of the room to the other, then turned around and walked back, repeating this several times.

Because Mao Xiang was also standing, he would pass by Mao Xiang every time, but he didn't look at Mao Xiang.

When Wei Wu turned around for the sixth time, his gaze happened to sweep over Mao Xiang, and he was immediately drawn to a silver glint on Mao Xiang's neck.

"Old Mao, what's that silver thing around your neck?"

"Silver?"

Mao Xiang responded with some surprise, then looked down and took the thing out.

"This is a longevity lock that my mother made for me when I was young. I have always kept it on my body all these years. Is there anything wrong with it?"

Mao Xiang asked a question, but when he looked over, he found that Wei Wu was staring blankly at his longevity lock.

While wondering about this, Wei Wu's voice reached my ears.

"Silver? Mercury? Mercury! Yes, it's mercury!!"

It must be said that Wei Wu's sudden outburst did indeed confuse Zhu Biao, but Wei Wu sat back down the next second.

"Brother, I've got it! Those bastards added mercury to the color-changing ink. It's a metal, but it's a liquid!"

"The key is that it does not mix with water or oil, nor does it react with color-changing ink, so it will not damage the composition of the ink."

"As long as this thing is put into the oil drum, its own weight will sink to the bottom, so no one will notice anything wrong with it."

At this point, Wei Wu turned his gaze to the Imperial Guard and spoke again:

"And the same goes for your side. When you're inspecting it, tilt the oil drum. Mercury is heavier, so it will pour over faster than ink."