"Oh, by the way, Xiao Chen, you take a few people to the scene to investigate."

Walking out of the door, Han Xiaofeng instructed a young policeman in his twenties to let a group of people go to the scene of Hitler's disappearance to check, so Song Hanzhong asked the keeper to take them there.

The police who came were divided into two groups, and the other wave, led by Han Xiaofeng himself, followed Song Hanzhong straight to the monitoring room.

After thinking about it, Wen Yang quickly followed the young policeman named "Xiao Chen" - he didn't follow Song Hanzhong to the scene before, because he was afraid of causing chaos to Song Hanzhong, and now the police are gone, and he can watch from the sidelines.

Standing in front of Hitler's door, the keeper took out the key, counted out a numbered key and opened the door, and Xiao Chen immediately spoke:

"Hello, please take this key off and put it in this bag."

The police officer on the side tacitly took out a transparent square plastic bag, and the hands that opened the plastic bag were already covered with white gloves.

The breeder was stunned: "Then how will I enter this room in the future?" ”

Xiao Chen's eyes were not big, and after listening to the breeder's words, he squinted and smiled, leaving only a slit in his eyes, and he was almost invisible: "The scene of the crime, do you think you can enter if you want to?" In order to keep the scene from being destroyed, no one is allowed to enter the back without our permission, and besides, you always have a spare key, don't you? ”

Wen Yang looked up at the squinting young police officer, as if @一@本@read@novelxstxt saw a sharp gaze from the gap in the squinting eyes that passed the breeder's dissatisfied expression.

"Okay......"

The keeper muttered and stood by the door, took off the key and threw it into the plastic bag.

Wen Yang stood beside a few police officers, and when the keeper took off the key, a greasy smell of oil mixed with the faint smell of metal entered Wen Yang's nostrils.

Xiao Chen took out a few foot sleeves and divided them, and also gave the breeder a pair, and several people entered Hitler's room, and the keeper followed the police, while Wen Yang stood at the door, trying to distinguish the source of the smell.

Although the bag with the key has been taken away by the policeman, this strange smell still fills Wenyang's nostrils, looking at the looks of those policemen, they should not have smelled this smell, it is estimated that only he can smell it.

When Wen Yang walked by this door before, he had never smelled this smell, so this smell should have been left over from the past few days.

With his eyes closed, Wen Yang twitched his nose vigorously. Strange, where does the smell come from?

A cold, hard touch stimulated Wen Yang's nose with a relatively more recognizable smell - when he opened his eyes, a flattened vertical strip keyhole appeared in front of Wen Yang's eyes.

Keyhole!

Hanging on the door, Wen Yang stood upright, sniffed around the door lock, and found that the smell came from the keyhole, squinting into the key, there seemed to be a layer of greasy traces, reflecting the faint light in the key.

Is it ......?

Wen Yang had some kind of guess, but he wasn't quite sure, so he secretly kept this situation in his heart.

Looking at the policemen who were wearing gloves and foot covers, holding cameras and taking pictures and checking around in the room with some sympathy, Wen Yang couldn't help but sigh softly.

Squinting eyes, Xiao Chen should also be a very capable policeman, at least that sharp gaze that flashed in an instant made Wen Yang have a trace of trust in him, trusting him to work hard to investigate this case, and seeing those policemen in the house in an orderly manner, it seems that they are also experienced. It's a pity that the indoor survey is not like a field search, and there will be more police dogs, if it is not for their keen sense of smell and the strangeness of the door lock, then this clue will be annihilated forever.

"Did you find anything?"

Xiao Chen asked a policeman who was bending down in front of Hitler's cage and pulling out the evidence bag from the cage.

The policeman, who was holding a transparent plastic bag in one hand and tweezers in the other, and was wearing a high-end-looking lens in front of his eyes, carefully put the tweezers into the physical evidence bag and released them, and shook them a few times before taking out the tweezers and replied: "I found something similar to textile fibers, go back to the group for testing." ”

"Okay, you check the cage carefully again and see if there are any other clues, don't let it go. Everyone, check every corner and corner. ”

Under Xiao Chen's command, several policemen were busy working for more than two hours and began to prepare to call it a day, and they had already conducted a carpet survey of the house.

"Mingxi, how are you doing here?"

Xiao Chen pinned a voice suddenly came out of the walkie-talkie on his waist, which startled Wen Yang, it turned out that Han Xiaofeng was asking about the progress of the survey.

"Received, Han team, all the surveys can be finished in five minutes."

"Okay, let's meet in the conference room just now after the survey."

Han Xiaofeng's serious voice was very clear, and after several policemen who were finishing work heard it, they walked outside the door and took off their shoe covers and gloves, handed over the physical evidence bag in their hands to Xiao Chen, and followed the squinting policeman named Chen Mingxi to the conference room.

Curiously glancing at the physical evidence bag in Chen Mingxi's hand, Wen Yang found that except for the key, which he could directly see with the naked eye, the other physical evidence bags looked like they were empty, and there was nothing in them.

Of course, since it has been handed over to Chen Mingxi, it means that there is something in the physical evidence bag, which may be a very small thing, so Wen Yang can't see it clearly, what it is, it seems that he has to wait for the inspection report of the police station.

For this husky, who was like a fart and followed them around to sniff, Chen Mingxi squinted, showed a smile, and quickly pinched a handful of the husky's fat and fluffy cheeks while the people around him were not paying attention. Wen Yang, who was thinking about what was in the physical evidence bag, suddenly had a black line......

It seems that this Officer Chen is either a dog fan or a hair controller, otherwise he can only be a fat paper controller.

In the conference room, Han Xiaofeng led a team of police officers and waited for the arrival of Chen Mingxi and a few people.

Seeing Chen Mingxi coming in with a few physical evidence bags, Han Xiaofeng nodded at him, reached out and shook hands with Song Hanzhong and Shimmer's legal counsel, and said:

"I took the original tape of this surveillance video, if there is a new discovery, please let us know as soon as possible, my mobile phone number is 13xxxxx110."

Song Hanzhong hurriedly took out his mobile phone and wrote down the number, sent a group of police officers downstairs, and watched them leave in a police car.

Back upstairs, Song Hanzhong walked slowly back to his office, sat on a chair, touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Wen Yang squatted to the side, silently thinking about some clues in his heart about what had happened to the present.

A person and a dog were thinking about the problem, there was silence in the office, and suddenly, Song Hanzhong slapped the table as if he was angry:

"Hey, you say, even if it's a thief, it's a big living person, right? How can the surveillance video not be captured at all? How can this solve the case! ”