“But,” she continued. “I did analysis on the tea.” I raised an eyebrow. “You can do that?” Isla smirked. “I can do damn near anything, Zhou. You should know that by now.” I held my hands up in defense before bowing to her greatness. “Enlighten me, wise one.” “This is breakfast tea.” “Isn’t that super common?” “Indeed,” Isla said as she pulled up the chemical analysis. “Except for one notable marker. Qímén.” “Qímén,” I repeated. “The Chinese tea?” “Exactly,” she said. “It’s used in more expensive blends of English breakfast tea, which considerably narrows down the brand that your unsub fancies.
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