Feng Chuan looked at Xiao Mu's eyes, and the familiar feeling reminded her of the past.

There seemed to be a lengthy story hidden under his eyes.

Where are the memories of those years buried by him?

"You're okay, I don't know how to water, and if you fall into the water, I can't save you." Xiao Mu's face was indifferent, but his eyes were much gentler than before, and he looked at Feng Chuan with care.

At such a close distance, Feng Chuan could hardly breathe, and even suffocated a little.

No, Brother Yu is still waiting for me at home.

Feng Chuan pushed it away and almost fell into the water.

"Can you be careful, knowing that it's dangerous." He frowned and blamed softly, maybe every woman saw the man looking at her so affectionately, complaining about why she would be tempted by accident!

Feng Chuan shook off his arm and walked back.

"This footprint, I think there is a problem, normally our footprints will not be so deep on the ground, why Xiaoqin, a thin girl, would leave such deep footprints on the ground, and ......"

Xiao Mu looked at it and found that although the footprints were clear, they were a little off, the center of the foot was concave, and the traces on the toes and heels were very shallow.

What does this prove? Feng Chuan was puzzled.

Xiao Mu gestured for a moment, this place is deep, which means that the force here is heavy, but think about it, which part of your foot is heavy?

Feet, of course, the soles of the feet are subject to gravity, and of course some people will use their heels.

"yes, look at this."

The footprints on the ground are clear, and the gravity between the soles of the feet and the heels is so strong that it even forms a pit.

"This ......" Feng Chuan encountered a problem for the first time and asked Xiao Mu why this is?

Xiao Mu smiled, it's very simple, if a person puts the soles of his feet in this position of the shoe. This is a natural occurrence.

Feng Chuan wondered, how could the center of the shoe be aimed at the sole of the person's foot? Aren't the shoes out of place?

Xiao Mu took off his shoes and demonstrated them for Feng Chuan, he stepped on his shoes with his feet crossed, walked not far ahead, and finally took off his shoes. The sole has been reshaped by gravity. He stepped on the muddy road. Sure enough, the footprints were similar to those shapes.

"You mean, the footprint came out on tiptoe, but why did she do it?" Feng Chuan was puzzled. Why do people walk on tiptoe?

Could it be the murderer?

She said this hypothesis, and Xiao Mu nodded.

The weight of a person like mine, the natural ground will not change much, or very little. But if he was holding a person in his arms, the weight might have to be doubled. When the time comes, it will be like this footprint on the ground, clear, and the imprint will be very deep.

"Are you saying that the murderer walked over by himself and hugged Xiaoqin and threw her into the river?"

Xiao Mu nodded. He couldn't figure out why this man hadn't walked down that path. Why did he leave a series of footprints from here, just to leave a clue to suicide?

If this person is really doing this. That's redundant.

It would be nice for him to walk directly from the path, why bother making such a big bend?

Feng Chuan's question was Xiao Mu's, and the two checked to confirm that there was no other evidence, and then turned around and left.

When he returned to the Yamen, Fu Bo had already completed his experience.

This Xiaoqin is indeed drowning, she should have been thrown in the water and struggled very self-consciously, so there was a lot of water in her lungs, and she couldn't swim, and finally she couldn't drown there.

"What was this man's purpose in painting his nails red?"

Feng Chuan muttered to himself, and kept chattering.

Xiao Mu on the side heard her words and replied, maybe it is similar to the case he once investigated, it is a special habit in the murderer's heart, what blows have he had or what special memories he has had, so it will be like this.

Xiao Mu thought that if he had such a habit, he would definitely commit another crime.

"But committing another crime is another life, we can't wait!" Feng Chuan was a little anxious, his brows were tightly locked, he didn't look at Xiao Mu, and muttered irritably.

The murderer did not leave any traces, and it can only be determined that this person must have walked on tiptoe in Xiaoqin's shoes, and nothing else is known.

Feng Chuan walked over suddenly, grabbed Xiaoqin's hand, and looked at it carefully, his nails were very red, and the side of his finger was dyed, which should have just been made.

But the origin of the problem, if you pick saffron and put it on your fingers, it will take a while to color, and it is impossible to get it before you die, she asked Xiaoqin's hand, this is paint.

"You see, it's paint, not safflower."

The person can initially be locked onto the person who is brushing the paint.

"If he walked over in Xiaoqin's shoes, and Xiaoqin was still alive at that time, then why would he let that person wear her shoes?"

Feng Chuan felt that this case was very strange, and after thinking about it, it was full of loopholes.

If the murderer has not committed the crime, can the case still be solved?

No, even if you don't eat, drink, or sleep, you have to find the murderer for Xiaoqin.

Later, when she returned home, she saw that her mother's eyes were red and swollen.

"Mother, are you crying?" Feng Chuan stepped forward and hugged Aster, crying with a sad face, Xiaoqin's departure was also very sad, but everyone has their own lives, how can it be said that this matter is whose fault it is?

If her mother knew that something had happened to her, she wouldn't have let her go out that day, and if she knew that something was going to happen to her, she would have waited at home that day, and no one was to blame for it.

"You're talking about this reason, but I just can't do this in my heart, if I chase it out, she won't have an accident. Why am I so confused......"

Feng Chuan hugged her mother tightly, she knew since she was a child that her mother was kind, no matter who had something to do, she would come forward to care, and she could even pay a qiē for others.

Today's incident, she has full authority to determine that it is her own fault in the final analysis.

Feng Chuan looked at her, hugged her distressedly, and kept comforting her, the result was so unchangeable, he could only accept it silently, and now being able to solve the case is the best reward for Xiaoqin.

At night, Feng Chuan accompanied his mother, and only then did he dare to sleep until his mother gradually stopped blaming herself.

She is old, although she is not very old, but kindness makes her sentimental, always crying or distressed for other people's things, Xiaoqin has always been better with Fengchuan, so she is like half of Aster's daughter, chattering all day long to go out to play, she looks very cute when she laughs, and her aunt is also very sweet.

"Feng Chuan, I'm not your biological mother, you treat me so well, can you promise me to treat Xiaoqin Niang like me?"

Feng Chuan comforted her and reassured that she would definitely take good care of Xiaoqin's mother, she pulled Xiaoqin alone, similar to Aster's life experience, Feng Chuan knew that it was not easy for her, and now it is more difficult to lose her beloved daughter, she can face a qiē with a clear mind, it is not easy. (To be continued.) )