"Opened milk produces an off-flavor, and a bottle of whisky that has been opened has two-thirds of its capacity left." Xiao Rin stops Rochester just as he is about to close the refrigerator door. "Wait a minute!" Xiao Rin took out a tissue and hugged it on his two fingers, and opened the voice recorder again. "A drop of blood was found on the side of the refrigerator, the color has been darkened, and it is suspected that it is the murderer or the blood of the deceased himself."

When Rochester heard this, he immediately approached the spot, which was very shallow, very shallow, like a small tail exposed after being rubbed by someone, and if he didn't look carefully, he thought it was a stain on the juice. "Sir, how did you make sure this was a stain of blood and not some other liquid?" Rochester asked curiously. "It's also possible that this is bloodshot on beef."

"The packaging of the beef is wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap by the owner, which shows that the owner is a very regular and clean person, the furnishings in the refrigerator are placed in different categories, and everything that will leave stains is wrapped very tightly, such people will not notice the stains on the white, this place does not look like Edmund's home, and the Edmund you described to me is very surprised."

"Edmund was a submissive man in the police department, always walking behind others and not giving any opinions, especially when Chief Moro was in power, but we really don't know much about his personal habits, he always seems to be unclean, but he is not sloppy either." Rochester was also hesitant whether the partner he remembered was really like this, if the person he had the most contact with should be him.

"This is a manifestation of the personality of the owner, who is a person with an extreme habit of cleanliness. Look at all the furnishings here, including the furniture, are not stained, the used supplies are also placed in their original positions, the water stains on the water platform and the ground are still very new, and there is no dust on them, this person was killed before he had time to deal with it. ”

Xiao Rin went back to the living room, if this was the scene of the crime, then how did the murderer deal with the blood stains left by the corpse? There are not a lot of water stains in the kitchen sink, and it is necessary to clean up the blood stains on the floor with a dry solidifier such as water or dry powder. The bathroom he walked to was equally neat, with the towels folded and angular. Like a soldier's habit. Bathrobes hung on hooks behind the door. "Rochester, did Edmund ever join the army?"

"He used to serve in the Army." Rochester had already started contacting the people in the police station, and heard Xiao Rin's inquiring voice shouting in his direction.

Initially, set the time for a week, then even the used bathroom is in a confined space. In addition, under the outside temperature, it will also be naturally dried in the sun for a short time. Blood stains can be detected with special instruments. According to the testimony of the old gentleman next door. Four days ago, there was a loud noise to determine the time of death of the deceased in these four days, but the old gentleman stopped knocking on the door that night. This also means that no one has ever come out of it, so how did the murderer destroy the body?

Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang below, and the forensic doctors and examiners of the police station rushed up, while collecting blood samples to determine the identity of the deceased, and began to take pictures of the scene.

Looking down from the fourth floor, it is actually easy to see the old and gloomy roof at the corner of Joseph Street, where Edmund and the Sicilian mafia boss are only two streets away, and it is only a ten-minute walk, which is still a relatively slow walk.

Leaning against the railing, he was shaken by the shaking pole, and he crouched down to check the joints, and there were a few places that were loose, like cracks in the cement at the base of the wall.

"Hey young man, watch out for the railings here, they need to be repaired!" From the balcony next door, the old gentleman was sitting there basking in the sun and reading the newspaper.

"Old sir, how old is the house here, and no one has come to repair it?" Xiao Rin pushed the railing and gave up his willingness to lean on.

"It's almost 20 years old, and it was just repaired three years ago, but it's still the same bad, and you need to do it yourself to live a stable life!" The old gentleman laughed, put away the newspaper and staggered back to the room, Xiao Rin looked at the old man's back and then walked back to the small living room.

"Rochester, can you help me look up this floor and the upstairs and downstairs residents?" Xiao Rin stared at the wall stained by pillars of blood.

"Yes, but I won't get the information until tomorrow."

"It's okay!" Xiao Rin smoked half a cigarette. "Rochester, did the old gentleman just say that four days ago he heard a loud noise in his room?"

"Yes, sir!"

"So tell me if you've seen anything here that can make a loud noise and stay intact."

"Nope!"

"Yes, there are no bullet holes, and no signs of bombing! The furnishings of the room have not been moved, and the furniture used is old, so what can create movement? ”

"I don't think it's possible, even if a person is on the wall and makes a noise, but it will definitely not alarm an old man with ears behind his ears."

"Then there are two possibilities! One is that the old gentleman lied to us, he may have seen something but is unwilling to tell us, or he has not seen or heard anything, and just wants to create the illusion that he understands the situation! The second is that this old gentleman is the murderer. Do you think that might be more accurate? ”

"I don't think he's lying, he's a murderer......" Roches stood beside Xiao Rin, looking at the blood-stained wall in front of him at the same angle, he couldn't go on. Xiao Rin hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and Rochester's open mouth was a little ridiculous.

Rochester stood in place and could clearly hear the sound playing from the TV next door, according to the testimony of the old gentleman just now, he heard a loud noise and climbed up that night due to fatigue and early bedtime, according to the location of the room, the place where this loud sound could occur is the living room, and he was standing in Edmund's small living room at the moment, the wall connected to the next door had nothing but bloodstains, intact, not even a gap, this was incompatible with the so-called loud noise.

"Rochester, I can't wait for tomorrow, send the information to my mailbox before you get off work!"

"Yes, yes!" Although I still don't quite understand what this young chief is trying to say, judging from his many years of experience in handling cases, things are very strange. (To be continued.) )