"Yes, he's dead. Didn't you hear anything out of the ordinary?"

He Jing's face was embarrassed for a moment, and briefly talked about yesterday's sake, "When I was cooking yesterday, he went downstairs, I didn't share the food with him, but went back to the room to eat, he may be a little unhappy, always making noise upstairs, I, I plugged my ears." ”

In my memory, this is not a sudden event, the painter's self-guided personality makes him not care much about what others think, there has been noise upstairs before, and the earplugs used before have become the best proof, that can indeed block the sound, and the effect is enough for a person who wants to sleep.

"When I woke up late in the morning, I asked my boss for leave, and recently I was in a bit of a bad mood and wanted to take a good rest, and then I plugged my earplugs and went to sleep until I woke up and smelled blood. ”

The police picked up the earbuds and looked at them, they had been used for a long time, and they were not newly prepared, so maybe the kind of things that were affected by noise were frequent, and the contradiction in this regard was too thin.

However, it was also too coincidental.

The painter was killed with a knife, there was a lot of blood at the scene, and the wound in the abdomen did not affect the other party's call for help, and the other party, apparently knew that someone downstairs was there, oh no, not necessarily.

"What time do you take time off, and what time do you normally go to work?"

"It's about nine o'clock, we go to work at eight o'clock, I usually have to go to the office about one to two hours early, otherwise it's too late, it's a bit far away. ”

I chose to live so far away because it was cheaper, but in the same way, being far away from the city meant that there was no good monitoring system, so what happened during the death period between 10 and 11 o'clock today can only be checked by manpower.

However, apart from this most likely witness, or suspect, few people around are still at home, and naturally no one notices whether the neighbor's house is in or out.

The forensic work is also in a difficult situation, there are no obvious fingerprints, and even the murder weapon is just an ordinary knife, or is it the one missing from the kitchen, a temporary murder? The cunning murderer did not leave any information of his own, perhaps an incomplete shoe print?

There is no dust, no water stains, and it is not easy to preserve a shoe print completely, and it is not sure whether it was left by the murderer, maybe it was a takeaway?

That take-out box might allow them to check the information of that store, and the rest......

The police quickly left with the corpse, He Jing looked at the empty room again, and there were some doubts in his heart, thinking that when he was sleeping, there was a murderer killing people on the top of his head, and he felt terrible when he thought about it, and the purpose of the murderer's killing, vendetta, or random killing?

When he returned to the room, the blood was much smaller, and he sat down on the chair by the window, and he began to look through the plot again, and the plot did not say this paragraph, is it because the painter is not dead, or because it has nothing to do with the original owner, so it is not shown?

The dead man's room was upstairs, thinking that the scene of death was the scene of death across a layer of ceiling, no one could stay quietly in the room, the sunlight outside had not completely fallen, and after sleeping for a day, He Jing felt that he should go out to replenish a little energy.

There are no restaurants or anything like that, and food stalls that are completely unhygienic and have a strong national identity are not visible here, and the strict laws make it impossible for those who are plugged to find a place to live.

Usually these are all good things, who doesn't want the roads to be clean, spacious, free of garbage, and free of peculiar smells, but now, looking at the depression on the streets, you can't find the aroma of food, and then you have to go far away to have a place to eat, it's painful enough.

Luckily, there are cars.

Drove a car all the way just to eat, He Jing didn't want to leave after filling his stomach, that house, to be honest, he really didn't want to go back, who knows what that murderer was, in case, although the possibility is very small, but what if he comes back again?

Now, he can barely use his mental power, but the scope is not large, and it is not easy to prevent or resist.

I touched my wallet, but fortunately I brought out the documents and money.

He Jing found a hotel nearby and stayed, at least he didn't plan to go back to that house for the next two days.

Two days later, at work, everything was still the same as usual, he was still the one who was excluded, and the difference was that everyone had their own speculation about Avril's disappearance.

"It must be the black-eyed one, if he hadn't confessed to Avril, Avril wouldn't have been so unlucky. ”

"Well, where the hell did you say Avril went? Did she go to her boyfriend?"

"I haven't heard that she has any boyfriends, her eyes are up to the sky, she is a famous brand, what kind of assistant is she here?"

"It's been a few days since I was missing, will it be ......"

"No, maybe somewhere, a woman like her, who knows where she came from?"

On the surface, a few women who had a good relationship with Avril didn't say anything good in the pantry in private, and He Jing stood a little outside, and there were not too many people in a small place.

There was no door in the pantry, and when I saw him, several women walked out with cups, and when they passed by him, they deliberately opened some distance, as if they had to avoid even the contact of clothes.

After lunch, the police came again.

Not many people in Avril's net worth are clear, but the frequent visits of the police still make them have a bad opinion about this matter.

If the first time the police came to the door, they thought it was because Avril was missing, then this second time, everyone thought she must be dead.

There has been no news for three days, this is not a closed village, but a bustling and fast-paced metropolis, there are electronic eyes everywhere, the police have been looking for three days and have not found anyone, it is obvious that most of this person is gone.

"You're in luck, as soon as you came, the police came. ”

Qiao raised his eyebrows, looked at He Jing with a little meaning, and said this kind of thing that would make people misunderstand.

He Jing didn't say anything, it was like a kind of acquiescence, and there were whispers around.

"Maybe it has something to do with him, otherwise why do the police always come when he comes?"

"I said that it was not good to be close to him, and that was indeed the case. ”

"It's this guy again, gloomy, and doesn't look like a good person. ”

The office door suddenly opened, and the chubby manager lost his usual smile and greeted him impatiently: "He, come in, the police have something to ask you." ”

He Jing stood up, ignored the whispers around him, and walked into the office unhurriedly as usual.

"I heard you didn't come to work yesterday, can you know why?"

The police are still the same as last time, and they are familiar with these people, and the questions that cut into the question are not too sharp.

He Jing frowned, he didn't want to tell the police about yesterday's murder, that would be too much to talk about, and it was more like a thief's confession, but he didn't say anything, and he seemed to be a little weak-hearted.

"I wasn't feeling well and took a leave of absence. ”

"Yes, are there any cases?"

The slightly aggressive attitude of the police made He Jing more and more dissatisfied, pursed his lips, and said, "No." ”

"So, can you tell me where you have been for the past two days?"

He Jing reported the address of the hotel, and he did not hesitate.

"We'll look into it. "I asked some questions that were similar to the last time, and the policeman said something that seemed threatening as he left.

However, this did not give He Jing any psychological pressure, but only deepened his impatience, thinking about the plot, there will be a third and fourth time in this unpleasant conversation, He Jing felt that he could probably understand why the original owner was so happy when he was exposed.

If you can, you really don't want to deal with these people, their eyes are full of suspicion, and no matter what they say, they feel that it is wrong, which is really uncomfortable.

When he went home normally after dinner, He Jing's little salary could not support him to live in a hotel for a long time, and that kind of environment, I have to say, was too noisy.

After work, He Jing, who wanted to go home, was stopped, it was another group of policemen, and I have to say that they are sometimes too dedicated.

"Why, don't you have to get off work?"

He Jing's attitude was a little bad, the indifferent working environment, and the pinprick-like eyes made him feel that this day was very unpleasant, and his tone was a little rushed when he spoke again.

"No way, there's always something. "The officers who are not in uniform seem to have softened their lines.

"We have something to ask about your upstairs. ”

After presenting his ID, the police changed the location of the conversation to a nearby café.

The gentle music seemed to be able to calm the nerves well, He Jing rubbed his eyebrows, "Okay, it's still the ones from last time, I really didn't find anything, I haven't been back for the past two days, I'm staying in a hotel, but I'm going to go back today, if you want, you can follow me back to see, maybe you can catch the murderer?"

It was a joke, of course, and although they were eventually brought home, there was really no change in the house, and if there was, it was probably the unacceptable smell, and the house, which had been closed for two days, seemed to have a smell of decay.

"What does it smell like?"

One of the policemen was a policewoman, a beautiful policewoman wearing an ordinary white shirt, like a white-collar worker in an office building, waving her hand in front of her nose, as if to dispel the unpleasant smell.

Another male policeman unbuttoned his shirt and pulled up his sleeves to stop everyone and say, "Guys, it's time to work overtime." 166 Reading Network