Sister Lu died in the bedroom, there were no traces of a fight at the scene of the crime, except for bloodstains, the house was not messy, it was not dirty, it was clean and tidy. Preliminary identification shows that there is no trace of dragging or transferring the body at the scene of the crime, and this should be the first crime scene.

Xie Jibai cautiously stepped over the blood stains on the ground and walked to the window. Yesterday, Sister Lu locked the door after coming back and entering the bedroom, so how did the murderer come in and kill Sister Lu quietly?

Xie Jibai stretched out his hand and pushed the window, the window was closed, but it was not locked, and it could be pushed open with a push.

Chen Wanting was outside asking the maids, and they could hear the voices talking.

Chen Wanting said: "After I left yesterday, did Sister Lu see anyone again? ”

The servant panicked and said, "No, no." Sister Lu went upstairs to rest, closed the door, and I went to rest. My bedroom is over there, the one in the corner on the first floor, if someone enters the villa, I should be able to hear it, I didn't hear anything last night, it has been quiet. Until...... Until just now, I thought that Sister Lu was resting and didn't get up......"

Sister Lu was suddenly murdered, and the maid was very frightened and told the story of what she knew.

The chef said he only came in the morning and that he had left yesterday before Chan Wan Ting came. Because Sister Lu is back today, he called/called for some fresh ingredients and was going to cook a lunch for Sister Lu Xiao/sister, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

This was indeed unexpected.

Tang Xin was still inspecting/checking the corpse, Liu Zhihui and Qin Xu were on the side to help collect evidence, Xie Jibai stood next to him, carefully observed the corpse a few times, and then finally couldn't help but put his head away, took two breaths hard, and calmed down the feeling of discomfort.

"Text message?"

Qin Xu said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Xie Jibai asked.

Xie Jibai walked over, and Qin Xu picked up a hand/machine that had fallen next to him while wearing gloves. There is no screen lock on the phone/machine.,Press it and it will light up.,The screen is the interface of the text message box.,There's a string of short messages on it.,The time turned out to be after two o'clock last night.。

During the period from two o'clock to three o'clock, this mobile phone/computer sent a full thirteen text messages to a strange mobile phone/machine number, the time interval is indefinite, long and short, the shortest time between the two adjacent ones is five seconds, and the longest time is ten minutes apart.

At 3/05 minutes, the unfamiliar phone/phone number sent her a very brief message.

At 3/15 minutes, a new unfamiliar number sent a message to this mobile phone/machine, but that message has not been read so far, and Sister Lu has not checked it.

Why haven't you checked it, maybe at 3/15 minutes, Sister Lu has turned into a corpse, and he can't check this information anymore.

Qin continued: "Look at this unread text message. ”

The text message is unread, and you can see the first two lines without clicking on it, Qin Xu took it to Xie Jibai, Xie Jibai was stunned after only looking at it, and then opened the text message.

This is not an ordinary text message, but a text message that makes Xie Jibai feel familiar and unfamiliar, it should not be called a text message, but a short story.

It's like......

They've received books with gray covers before.

Memories of the fish.

The text message is not too long, and the words "Memory of the Fish" are written on the sign.

Xie Jibai quickly read the text/words on the text message.

It was a sweltering night, the sky was not very clear, and the chirping of insects outside was really annoying, especially now that she was still a person with concerns. This is her last sleepless night, and I hope she can enjoy it and make it the best memory.

Sure enough, it had something to do with the man in the gray trench coat.

When the pattern of the blood crow came out, they thought that this case might have something to do with the man in the gray trench coat, but they didn't expect that this time the man in the gray trench coat did not send the message to them in the form of a paper book, but in the form of a text message.

Tang Xin had already asked his assistant to carry the body away, he stood beside Xie Jibai and looked at the text messages a few times, and said, "Who are the other text messages sent to?" ”

This phone/machine is not the phone/machine that Sister Lu used before, but she did use this phone/machine to send a lot of text messages to an unfamiliar number last night.

"Strange number...... Xie Jibai took a closer look at the unfamiliar number, and said in surprise: "It's Mr. Meng's number." ”

"Meng Tingfeng?" Tang Xin raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xie Jibai said: "It should be." ”

Xie Jibai has a good memory of numbers, and he took a closer look and found that it was the same as Mr. Meng's number, and these thirteen/pieces of information should have been sent to Mr. Meng.

And Mr. Meng returned one.

Sister Lu is the first message sent at 2:00/8 in the morning, and the first message is only a few words - I am very excited/excited now, and I want to talk to someone.

The other party didn't respond for ten minutes, and Sister Lu shouldn't have been able to wait, so she sent a second message - can you understand my feeling of excitement/excitement?

Then the third/message was sent again just a minute apart - my hands were shaking right now.

The fourth is half a minute apart - do you know how to be polite, why don't you pay attention to others talking to you?

She seemed to be angry and didn't like the feeling of singing a one-man show.

In this way, Sister Lu took Mr. Meng's unfamiliar number as a trash can for catharsis, kept sending messages, and kept saying that she was excited, but she didn't say that she was excited because of anything.

After sending the eleventh text message, she received the only reply/reply text message from Mr. Meng's mobile phone/computer.

It's very simple, just three words.

- You are sick.

Sister Lu sent two more text messages, and she seemed even more excited.

However, the text message was terminated in the thirteenth article.

Tang Xin looked at those text messages, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and said, "This little sister Lu should really go to see a psychiatrist." ”

Xie Jibai said: "Let's go to Mr. Meng and ask." ”

Xie Jibai wanted to go to Meng Tingfeng to inquire about the situation, and the others went back to the bureau first, and Tang Xin drove Xie Jibai to Meng Tingfeng's place of work.

However, Meng Tingfeng's assistant said that Meng Tingfeng did not come today, asked for leave, and should be at home now.

Xie Jibai asked for Meng Tingfeng's home address, and then asked Tang Xin to drive to Meng Tingfeng's house.

It's a small cottage that doesn't look very big, but it's very stylish.

Tang Xin parked the car at the door, and then stepped forward with Xie Jibai to ring the doorbell.

After waiting for less than half a minute, someone came to open the door.

It was not Meng Tingfeng himself who opened the door, but a teenager who looked almost seventeen or eighteen.

The young man is not very tall, only about 1.7 meters, and he looks quite thin. His face was a little unusually red, and it looked like he was probably feverish. The young man was draped in a thick stall, and when he opened the door, he was stunned, probably not expecting that it was two strangers who rang the doorbell.

"Looking for whom?" The boy's voice was a little cold, and he didn't look like he was getting along very well.

Xie Jibai said: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Meng Tingfeng's home?" ”

The young man glanced at Xie Jibai a few times, his eyes were not friendly, and said, "What is your relationship with him?" ”

Xie Jibai was stunned by the question, and said, "I'm a police detective, and I want to ask Meng Tingfeng for something." ”

The young man frowned again, took Xie Jibai's evidence/document and looked at it carefully, and didn't seem to believe that Xie Jibai was a police detective.

Tang Xin said next to him: "You have a high fever, it's best to lie on the bed/, especially don't step on the ground barefoot, although it's summer, but you will still get sicker." ”

When the young man heard Tang Xin's voice, he began to look up at Tang Xinlai again, frowned strangely, and said, "Are you a doctor?" You're not a police detective? ”

Tang Xin smiled and said, "I'm a forensic/doctor, but if you ask me to treat you, I'll be glad to do it." ”

The teenager felt that he had been teased/manipulated, and his face was not very pleasant.

"Come in." The young man took two steps back, invited them in, returned the certificate/document to Xie Jibai, and said, "He is not here, he is out, it is estimated that he will come back in a while, you can wait here." ”

As he spoke, the boy walked barefoot to the couch, and then lay down on the couch. The sofa was so short that he had to curl up and it didn't look very comfortable.

Tang Xin asked, "May I ask where Mr. Meng went?" ”

The young man cherished the words like gold and said: "Pharmacy." ”

Meng Tingfeng seems to have gone to the pharmacy to buy medicine for this young man, so he is not at home now.

Xie Jibai saw that the young man's face was burning red and red, and said, "I think you should go to the hospital to have a look." ”

"No, I hate going to the hospital." The teenager said.

Tang Xin said: "It's okay, when he was young, he had a cold and fever and was a small fight, his spirit is not bad, he can sleep by taking some antipyretics." ”

The young man glanced at Tang Xin and said, "Do forensics/doctors like to treat the living?" ”

As they were talking, they heard someone outside opening the door, and soon the door was opened, and Meng Tingfeng walked in with a bag of medicine.

"Got guests?" Meng Tingfeng said.

He didn't seem surprised that there was someone in his family, after all, when he came back, he saw a jeep parked in front of his house.

The boy shrank on the sofa and said, "I'm not a guest, I should have invited you to drink/tea." ”

Meng Tingfeng smiled helplessly, walked in, put a packet of medicine on the coffee table, and said, "Two detectives, is there something wrong?" ”

Xie Jibai said: "I want to ask Mr. Meng a few more questions. ”

"Oh, good." Meng Tingfeng said, "Wait a minute. ”

As he spoke, he touched the top of the young man's head and said, "I'll take you back to the room to rest, the medicine has been bought, have you eaten breakfast?" It's time to take fever-reducing medicine. ”

The boy shook his head, shrunk back into the sofa, and said, "I have back pain and don't want to lie on the bed/." ”

Meng Tingfeng had no choice but to sit down beside him and said, "What's wrong with the two detectives?" ”