Chapter 13: The Cigarette

"Somebody has come in from here. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Shi Jing picked up the soil on the window frame and rubbed it on his fingertips, looked at the fading black, and said, "It's the same as the dirt in the backyard." ”

"How do I feel......" Jiang Sheng glanced back cautiously, then leaned into Shi Jing's ear and said half-jokingly, "This Steward Lin is very suspicious." The case was like this, he drove in through the back door in the middle of the night and turned to the side of the court, killing the deceased while he was drunk.

Then he overturned the bottle and put the cigarette under the curtain, and when the liquor flowed to the smoke, the alcohol immediately ignited the curtain and caused a fire that killed the deceased. ”

Moving the cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Sheng continued to analyze, "In order to avoid being seen by the people on the opposite floor, he left through the back door and entered his place through the window, because he was a little flustered, he didn't notice that there were leaves and dirt under his feet.

These places are clear. As for this wine glass," he raised the evidence in his hand, Jiang Sheng thought for a moment and continued, "I think it should be that he was a little panicked after the killing, so he had to drink some wine to suppress the shock, but he drank too much and got up late this morning." ”

Although Jiang Sheng said it half-jokingly, she seemed to be very reasonable, and interspersed every clue completely to form the final result, which can also be said to be corroborative.

Hearing her analysis, Shi Jing raised his head and glanced at her, and Jiang Sheng saw a look of surprise in her eyes for the first time. She took the cigarette from her mouth and dusted it off, even if it wasn't lit, it was already a habit she had formed a long time ago, and when she put it back in her mouth again, she said, "How many fits?" You tell me a degree. ”

"Given that your pitifully thin brain has a rare move, let's go see how much fit you are talking about."

Shi Jing said, and walked outside, the moment she opened the door, a burst of cold air rushed to her face, and the extremely low temperature stimulated her with tiny rice grains all over her body, and she couldn't help but shiver. Just as he was about to take a step, the collar was pulled up, and a hot water bottle was stuffed into his arms.

"It's no colder outside than inside the house." Jiang Sheng sniffed, the cold air hit her nose red, and then put the cigarette in her mouth and straightened her hat, "I gave those things to Team Yang, it's much better to put him there than to put me here." ”

"That's right." Shi Jing nodded, hugged the hot water bottle, and asked her as she walked, "When will it be charged?" ”

"As soon as I came in, I charged. Then again, where are you taking me? Following Shi Jing to the back door of the wrought-iron art, and seeing her reaching out to play with the lock on it, she asked, "Have you also learned to pick locks?" It's against the law. ”

Shi Jing paused, glanced at her, and then stood beside him. Jiang Sheng didn't understand what she meant, and when he saw her raise her chin slightly towards the door lock, he immediately reacted, "I said, why do you always hand over this kind of hateful thing to me?" ”

Still, she crouched down, took her key from her pocket, broke open a keychain and put it through the keyhole.

During the time she unlocked, Shi Jing's eyes probed in the backyard. Last night's snow had fallen heavily and fell in the yard, obscuring the evergreen grass that had been evergreen, and the snow was so thick that it covered the ground like a layer of fluffy cotton wool, but it was half shoveled off near the fence.

Because the half of the ground that was shoveled off was a cobblestone floor, and the direction was right on the back door, even if a vehicle drove by, there was no sign of the wheels running over. On the other half, there is pure white and highly uniform snow, which has obviously not been stepped on.

If someone were to climb through Steward Lin's window, then the highly uniform snow seemed a little unreasonable. But before in the place where Steward Lin lived, it was confirmed that someone had indeed entered through the window, so the question arises, if it was through the window, how did the suspect enter it?

In this era, there is no effort to fly the eaves and walk the wall.

"Ah Jing, it's okay."

With a crisp click, Jiang Sheng unlocked the lock, got up, broke the keychain back and put it in his clothes pocket, opened the door and looked out for a while, and then let Shi Jing go first, "By the way, do you understand what the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family do?" ”

Shi Jing looked up and looked around, and saw clusters of green plants by the wall, which were intersected by birch and poplar trees, and he didn't know how long it had grown, and his torso was so straight that he couldn't speak. Not far away, under the birch trees, there are also some large potted plants and bamboos, presumably ready to be transplanted into the yard.

After the brain wrote these down one by one, Shi Jing replied to Jiang Sheng's words, "Zheng Yuncheng's palm is very smooth, there are no calluses or small scars, and the skin feels smoother than Zheng Jianhua's, if it weren't for his Adam's apple, I think, I would probably think he was a woman." ”

"So, he's lying?" Jiang Sheng frowned, she knew that the palms of construction workers could not be better maintained than women's, because they had to constantly touch bricks, cement, steel bars, and dirt, these were killers that wore out their skin, and no one could survive under these killers.

Shi Jing nodded, his eyes fell on the vehicles coming and going on the road, "It's not just his hands, but the skin of his whole body, don't you notice that his face is a little abnormally pale." ”

deliberately reminded Jiang Sheng and guided her to diverge her thinking. Solving a case is not something that can be done overnight with three or two clues, what others think is not necessarily the truth, and the truth always has an attribute that is automatically hidden. It takes deeper thinking, more careful exploration, and more careful assumptions to get closer to it little by little.

"Pale?" However, Jiang Sheng glanced at her and pondered for a while before saying something that offended Shi Jing, "Aren't you the same?" ”

Red light, Shi Jing stopped and looked at her: "...... Jiang Sheng, have you ever heard such a sentence? ”

"What?"

"The main thing about having high emotional intelligence is to make others happy; If you have a high IQ, the main thing is to make yourself happy; The IQ is not high, and the EQ is not high, the main thing is that I am not happy and do not make others happy. ”

After listening to her words, Jiang Sheng looked at the vehicles whizzing by on the road, and the tires hit the ground making a rustling sound. She didn't get angry, she just felt that her ability to resist blows seemed to have improved a little, but she couldn't help but speak: "Your IQ ...... A good thing indeed. ”

If you make yourself happy, you will not make others happy.

This subtext is not clear to anyone. didn't say anything, just continued the topic just now, "His face is different from mine, his kind is caused by drug addiction." Although there is no conclusive evidence to prove it yet, I think that as long as Yang Lin gets the cigarette, it is enough to explain. ”