Glancing at the house number at the entrance of the building, Xiao Qiang waved his hand to Liu Tang and Zhang Shun, the members of the third group of action who were standing with him.

"Building 12 is here, let's go up!"

Xiao Qiang's movements and tone are full of style, quite a bit of the momentum of a leading brother, but with his round figure, people can't help but feel very happy when they see it.

On the third floor, Liu Tang and Zhang Shun stood on both sides of the door, Liu Tang took a step forward, put his ear to the door, and listened to the movement in the house.

But after listening to it for a long time, Liu Tang didn't hear any sound, which made him feel a little strange.

Because according to the colleague in charge of monitoring Zhao Liren, Zhao Liren has not been out since he returned home yesterday, so Zhao Liren should be in the house.

But why is there no sound in the house? Could it be that Zhao Liren is sleeping?

Liu Tang, who was slightly puzzled, made a gesture to Zhang Shun, who was standing on the other side, meaning that there was no sound in the room.

Zhang Shun saw it, thought about it for a while, and felt that no matter whether Zhao Liren was in the house or not, they always had to go in and have a look, so he raised his hand to Liu Tang and signaled to break in.

Understanding what Zhang Shun meant, Liu Tang nodded, and then began to count down from three with his fingers.

And when Liu Tang counted down to one, Zhang Shun slammed into the closed door and kicked it hard.

The doors of the high-end community are generally made of good materials, and the assembled locks are also quite advanced, but in front of Zhang Shun's feet, they don't seem to be used.

Hearing a loud bang, the door of the house was kicked open, and Liu Tang, who had already held the pistol in his hand, instantly pointed the gun into the house.

Seeing no one at first sight, Liu Tang and Zhang Shun formed a tactical formation and cautiously broke into the house.

When the two searched the bedroom, Liu Tang and Zhang Shun saw a person lying on the Simmons bed in the center of the bedroom.

When I got closer, I saw who it was not Zhao Liren.

"Xiao Qiang. Liu Tang put away his gun and shouted outward.

"Lao Liu, what's the situation?" Hearing Liu Tang's shout, Xiao Qiang walked in from outside the house with a loud voice.

Seeing Xiao Qiang's fiery appearance, Liu Tang and Zhang Shun couldn't help but cast disdainful glances at him.

It turned out that when Liu Tang and Zhang Shun broke in, Xiao Qiang hid far away on the grounds that he was unwell.

Although Liu Tang and the others also knew that Xiao Qiang usually sat in the office, this did not prevent them from despising Xiao Qiang's behavior of retreating.

Liu Tang and Zhang Shun behaved so obviously, Xiao Qiang could certainly feel their contempt.

But Xiao Qiang's face is thick enough to care about it, and Xiao Qiang has a creed as a man: people are tired enough to live a lifetime, so why care about other people's eyes.

"Zhao Liren is dead, it shouldn't be long. ”

Liu Tang touched Zhao Liren's neck with his hand, and the carotid artery had already stopped stirring. , but there was still residual warmth on the surface of the body, so he replied to Xiao Qiang.

"Dead, how did you die?" Xiao Qiang stepped to the window in surprise when he heard this, and probed Zhao Liren's snort, he was really out of breath.

"Don't know?"

Liu Tanggang shook his head to say that he didn't know, and Zhang Shun on the side suddenly interjected: "It may be that he killed himself by eating dichlorvos." ”

"Zhang Shun, how do you know?" Without waiting for Xiao Qiang to speak, Liu Tang looked at Zhang Shun in surprise and asked.

"Look there, isn't there an empty bottle of dichlorvos?" Zhang Shun said, pointing to the side of Zhao Liren's head.

Xiao Qiang and Liu Tang followed the direction of Zhang Shun's finger, and sure enough, they saw an empty medicine bottle on a bedside table placed next to the bed.

Liu Tang walked over and picked up the medicine bottle, looked at the label on it, nodded to Xiao Qiang and said, "It's really dichlorvos, it's still a powerful one." ”

"This Zhao Liren is a bit interesting!" Xiao Qiang held his chin with his hand and stood in front of Zhao Liren's bedside with a shy stomach, "It was fine before, nothing happened, we found him this time, and we were going to arrest him, so he committed suicide." ”

Although Xiao Qiang was muttering to himself, Liu Tang and Zhang Shun still heard what he said, and they couldn't help but feel very strange and frowned.

Just when Xiao Qiang and the three of them were thinking, there was a sudden sound of kicking and tapping footsteps outside the door.

Liu Tang was alert first, took out his pistol again, came to the bedroom door in three steps and two steps, and hid on the side of the door.

Zhang Shun's movements were also no slower than Liu Tang's, and his hand instantly pressed on the handle of the gun on his waist, but Zhang Shun was just ready to shoot and did not take out the gun.

Only Xiao Qiang looked very calm, and he didn't even turn his head, not that he didn't hear the footsteps outside the door, but on the contrary, Xiao Qiang had already heard from the footsteps that one of the people was Li Ye.

Xiao Qiang's hearing is actually not very good, but he just has a kind of ability, as long as it is the footsteps of people he is familiar with, no matter how noisy the environment is, he can clearly distinguish it.

Sure enough, Xiao Qiang didn't hear it, and soon Liu Yongqiang, Zhou Quan and Li Ye walked into the house from outside the door.

It turned out that after Liu Yongqiang and the three of them left Haihui Pharmaceutical Company, they saw that the time was still early, and Zhao Liren's residence happened to be nearby, so they stopped by to see the situation here.

"Section Chief Liu. Liu Tang and Zhang Shun saw that it was their own people, and immediately put away their guns and greeted Liu Yongqiang.

Liu Yongqiang nodded, and then saw that there was no one else in the room except for Xiao Qiang, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "What about Zhao Liren?"

But as soon as Liu Yongqiang asked, he saw Zhao Liren lying motionless on the bed.

Liu Yongqiang didn't even need to go up to check, just based on his years of experience as a police officer, he could see that Zhao Liren was dead, which made Liu Yongqiang's face immediately brush and become very ugly.

"What's going on?" asked Liu Yongqiang with a blushing face.

"Section Chief Liu, Zhao Liren was already dead when we came, and it is initially inferred that he may have killed himself by taking dichlorvos. Zhang Shun explained, while taking the dichlorvos bottle from Liu Tang's hand and handing it to Liu Yongqiang.

"Have you surveyed the scene?" Liu Yongqiang looked at the dichlorvos bottle twice, and then asked.

"Not yet, we are preparing to check, Section Chief Liu, you will arrive. Zhang Shun said.

"In that case, Lee will also be handed over to you. ”

Li also saw Liu Yongqiang looking back at him, and glanced at him, and immediately understood what Liu Yongqiang meant, this is to let him use synaesthesia.

"Okay, section chief!" Li also nodded.

Liu Yongqiang knew that Li Ye couldn't be disturbed by anyone when he was using synaesthesia, so he opened his mouth and said to everyone: "Just leave the scene to Li Ye alone, let's go out for a while." ”

Needless to say, Xiao Qiang didn't have to say, Zhou Quan also knew Li Ye well, and knew that Li also had the ability to synaesthesia, but Liu Tang and Zhang Shun felt very strange and didn't understand why this kind of thing was only left to Li Ye alone.

But I don't understand, since Liu Yongqiang has spoken, they have nothing to say, and they followed Liu Yongqiang with Zhou Quan and Xiao Qiang and walked out of the house.

Without anyone else, the room became very quiet again, and Li also glanced at Zhao Liren's body on the bed, and did not immediately enter a state of synaesthesia, but began to pace slowly in the room, constantly paying attention to every detail in the room.

may be because he lives alone, whether it is the bedroom or the living room and kitchen, the house where Zhao Liren lives is very messy.

The dishes piled up in the sink for days, the washing machine was littered with stinking clothes and pants, and the shelves were cluttered with books.

"Huh!"

When Li Ye walked and looked at Zhao Liren's desk, a sticky note sticky note pasted on the computer caught his attention.

"Beihong District, Zhaokang Road, Lane 1456, Lane 81. Li also read out the contents of the sticky note paper in a low voice.

It was clearly an address written on the sticky note.

But if it's just an address, it may not attract Li Ye's attention.

The main reason why this sticky note paper is interesting to Li is that the address on the sticky note paper is written in a very thick marker, and the handwriting is extremely neat.

Li had also seen some of the documents on Zhao Liren's desk, and the words on those documents that Zhao Liren had left were very sloppy, just the opposite of the handwriting on the sticky notes.

Leaving an address on the sticky note paper very neatly with a marker, and pasting the sticky note paper in a more eye-catching position, his intuition told Li Ye that this seemed a little strange.

After walking around the house and returning to Zhao Liren's bedroom, Li also put on rubber gloves and examined Zhao Liren's body very carefully from beginning to end.

However, on Zhao Liren's body, Li also found nothing, neither any traces of external injuries, nor tiny pinholes or anything like that.

Could it be that Zhao Liren really committed suicide?

Li Ye stood quietly in front of Zhao Liren's corpse, looking at Zhao Liren's pale face, a pair of deep eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space, and gradually lost focus.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony, Zhao Liren was carrying a shower and carefully watering a spider plant he raised.

Looking at the thin columns of water flowing from the shower, scattered on the tender green leaves of the spider plant, Zhao Liren's expression was focused and serious.

Perhaps because of his personality, Zhao Liren felt that when he was communicating with people, he always had to think about what kind of tone to use and what face to show, which made him feel very tired.

And when Zhao Liren faced these flowers and plants that couldn't speak, he had no worries in his heart, and his spirit was able to completely relax.

Feeling that the water was almost watered, Zhao Liren was just about to put away the shower, but for some reason Zhao Liren's hand suddenly trembled inexplicably, and the water in the shower immediately gushed out.

When Zhao Liren removed the shower, the water in the pot was already so much that it overflowed.

"Damn!" Zhao Liren saw this, scolded in his heart, and turned around to find something like a bowl and spoon to hold some water out of the flower pot.

But before Zhao Liren could find a suitable thing, suddenly the doorbell rang, and Zhao Liren had no choice but to open the door first.

Because he was in a hurry, Zhao Liren didn't see who was coming outside from the cat's eye in advance, so he opened the door directly.

"Zhang Ming, why are you?"

Zhao Liren saw that it was a burly man in a suit who knocked on the door, and the corners of his eyes immediately twitched unconsciously.