After one person and one dog came to Xujiazhuang, Tian Qingqing was dumbfounded:

Although Xujiazhuang is not big, there are more than 100 households, and because there are no relatives here, Tian Qingqing has never been here. She had no idea where the little girl belonged or where she was in the village.

There are old men and old ladies in the shade on the streets. Asking people about it, she is a little girl from another village, which is obviously not suitable.

Tian Qingqing rode around the village on a bicycle and saw two seven or eight-year-old boys playing glass balls outside the gate of a house.

Children are so confused that they won't ask this or that. Then ask them.

Tian Qingqing flashed out of the space where no one was, rode a bicycle to the two little boys, jumped down, and asked, "Brother, where is the home of the little girl who was killed?" "The simpler it is to ask a child about something, the better.

"You mean Lan Lan?" A little boy stopped pinballing and asked with a glare.

Tian Qingqing: "Well. My mom came to her house, and I came to my mom. There is always a reason why I am not asking for directions.

"Right there." The other little boy impatiently pointed to the south with his hand, and said to the little boy who spoke first, "Erdan, it's time for you to play." ”

The little boy named Erdan didn't continue to play, looked at Tian Qingqing in a daze, and asked, "Are you a relative of her family?" ”

Tian Qingqing nodded: "However, I haven't been here." ”

"I'll take you." Erdan suddenly stood up, patted the soil on his knees, and said.

Because this was a secret operation, Tian Qingqing didn't want people to lead the way. Busy said: "I won't delay you in pinballing." If you tell me which door is, I'll go myself. ”

Seeing this, Erdan pointed to an alley in the south and said, "It's just south of this alley."

"Where does the gate fac?" Tian Qingqing asked further.

Erdan blinked, pointed to the east, and said, "Over here." ”

Apparently did not grasp the meaning of the question.

"You mean the door is on this side, and the door is on that side?" Tian Qingqing asked with a gesture with his hand.

Erdan nodded.

"Thank you, brother." Tian Qingqing left the two little boys, flashed into the space again, and came to a courtyard on the east side of the south end of the alley under the shroud of the space wall.

There was no one at home. It looks like they're all out of work.

I heard that it was Sannier who died, the youngest in the family. Tian Qingqing came to the North House, looking for the clothes that the nine-year-old girl was wearing.

There are two kangs in the east room, one large and one small, and the small kang is piled with adult clothes. After looking at it for a long time, there are no children.

And he came to the Sili room.

There is a large kang on the south windowsill in the Xili room, and a wardrobe is placed on the north side. A sitting box. The clothes stacked on the boxes are also the clothes of girls over the age of fourteen or fifteen.

It seems that in order to avoid sadness caused by seeing things and thinking about things, the family has already packed up the little girl's clothes.

Where can it be placed?

In the countryside, people are reluctant to throw away such clothes, and they are generally dismantled, washed, and used as shoe soles.

Tian Qingqing looked at the closet.

The wardrobe is an old-fashioned combination cabinet: the top is a cabinet box, also called a counter, because of its height, it is generally used to store large items such as bedding; Underneath is the cupboard with two doors for easy access to small items.

Tian Qingqing opened the cabinet door and saw some old cotton clothes piled up inside. Tian Qingqing looked for it and pulled out the smallest striped coarse cotton jacket suitable for eight- and nine-year-old girls. Let the black dog smell it, and let it smell the summer clothes outside, and ask, "How is it?" Does it smell the same? ”

The black dog shook his head: "It's different. ”

Tian Qingqing: "This may be the deceased." You remember the smell, let's go back, you smell it again in the man's house, and see if there is the same smell? ”

The black dog nodded in agreement.

So, one person and one dog returned to the man's house in Baijiazhuang.

The black dog sniffed the man's body, clothes, and shoes, shook his head, and said, "No." ”

Tian Qingqing: "Is it washed off?" You can't smell it? ”

Black Dog: "I smell it with a special ability." It's only been half a month, and as long as you touch it, no matter how you wash it, there will be some left in the cloth. Unless he burns and turns to ashes, and the rain rushes again, I really can't help it. ”

Tian Qingqing: "I hope not. You sniff it carefully. ”

The black dog closed his eyes, used his ability to sense it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he "rubbed" and ran up to the roof of the south shed. After a while, he happily sent a message to Tian Qingqing: "Here." ”

Tian Qingqing was happy in her heart, and hurriedly climbed up.

On the top of the south shed were a few small red wattle bumps, as well as two bundles of dried red wattle sticks. In the gap between the red vitex and the red vitex is a pair of half-new home-made suede shoes covered in mud. At the bottom of the pimple, there are a few jujube core-shaped pimple flowers at the center of the foot. It seems that the people who made these shoes were very skillful.

"These shoes smell of that little girl." The black dog said, "There is a drop of blood dripping from the little girl's body on the upper of the shoe." Even though it has been washed away by the rain, you can still smell it. ”

Tian Qingqing looked at it and said, "No wonder I can't find out, it turns out that he threw it on this." ”

"However, at this time, there is no DNA identification technology, how can the jingcha check it out?" The black dog said worriedly.

Tian Qingqing: "Jingcha has footprints. ”

Black Dog: "Can I do it with footprints alone?" ”

"No problem." Tian Qingqing said confidently.

During this period, the peasants wore shoes, most of which were made by themselves. The old clothes were dismantled, and the whole upper was paved, and the small ones were beaten into jackets, and the soles were cut layer by layer. Then use a needle and a needle with a base rope.

Shoe soles are one of the most time-consuming processes in shoe making. At that time, women often carried unfinished soles on their bodies, whether they were working in the production team or when they were visiting the door. In this way, looking at the soles of shoes has become a window to evaluate the women's craftsmanship.

There are many ways to use the soles. It can be a flat needle or a pimple needle. You can also use subtracting needles and adding needles to create a lot of tricks. Especially when the soles of children's shoes are full of tricks.

Adults work in the fields all day long, wearing shoes and trying to make the soles of their shoes strong. But the women who are skillful are still willing to make a trick at the center of their feet. When the shoemaker steps on the ground, the clear sole of the shoe is simply a slip of art printed on the ground. Sisters who are familiar with each other, through guò shoe prints, you can know whose handiwork, and you can't help but admire. Then memorize the stitches and follow them later.

Because it is handmade, the shoe prints on the soles of the feet are very different. It is from the hand of one person, the length of the stitches is sparse, the patterns are different, and there will be differences. Just as no two leaves are the same in nature, it is difficult to find two pairs of shoes made by women with identical soles.

As long as there are footprints left at the crime scene to make shoes, the jingcha will use this as a basis to solve the case.

This time, the case could not be solved because the pair of home-made cloth shoes that left footprints had not yet been investigated.

When Tian Qingqing walked back, it was already noon. Fortunately, since he had already told his mother Hao Lanxin that he wanted to paint a portrait in the public security bureau, the family would not worry about it. Otherwise, you will have to alarm the neighbors to look everywhere.

The criminal who killed the young girl in Xujiazhuang was confirmed, and Tian Qingqing hurried to the house of the little girl who was kidnapped in Doujiazhuang and showed the portrait of that person to the little girl.

The little girl only looked at it, and then said in horror, "It's him, it's him." ”

The two cases were committed by one person, and a stone fell to the ground in Tian Qingqing's heart.

When the people from the Public Security Bureau took the portrait and looked around, someone soon recognized it as Bai Yanlai from Baijiazhuang.

When Bai Yanlai was arrested, the jingcha compared all his shoes with their shoe prints. The result is still nothing.

Tian Qingqing in the space was anxious, and greeted in the space: "Go to the top of the south shed to find it!" There it is. ”

But the space is soundproof, and no matter how she greets her, it can't be heard outside. She didn't dare to come out again. In desperation, a whirlwind blew the shoes on the top of the south shed into the courtyard.

Jingcha picked it up and looked at it, and immediately saw that the stitches, patterns, and wear of the soles were exactly the same as those on the scene.

In the face of hard facts, Bai Yanlai confessed the fact of killing the little girl in Xujiazhuang and the fact that she attempted to kill the little girl in Doujiazhuang.

It turned out that Bai Yanlai's wife was confined, and he couldn't bear the loneliness, so he became restless. searched in the surrounding villages, but was afraid of being recognized, so he went to a place ten miles away to commit a crime. I thought it was seamless, but I was arrested on the basis of a portrait.

At Tian Qingqing's request, Jingcha Guo Bangjing interrogated Bai Yanlai's movements on Sunday.

Bai Yan came to explain: Normally, there are no little girls in the field. It was Sunday, and I thought the kids might come out. Then he went to Tianjiazhuang for a generation to look for prey.

When I walked to the south of Tianjiazhuang Village, I saw a group of children "squeaking" into the cornfield, so I also followed, trying to catch a lone person to commit a crime when the children dispersed.

Before he could get close, he was known by a little girl, who shouted and cried, and a group of children surrounded her. Frightened, he hurried away and headed west.

After wandering around the field road in the west for an hour, I found the little girl who had returned to the village alone, which triggered the later incident.

The two cases of harming the girl were solved, and Tian Qingqing's portrait was meritorious, and the Public Security Bureau rewarded her with 100 yuan as encouragement.

The villains have been brought to justice, people's hearts are stable, and the children can boldly come out and move freely again.

Tian Qingqing is even more like a fish in water: he "wholesales" a box of popsicles to Tian Damu every day and gets an income of two yuan;

A person rides a bicycle, picks the skins everywhere, and after picking them, he goes to the county medicinal materials company to sell them, and he can sell them for five or six yuan a day.

From time to time, the fish and vegetables in the space are taken to the agricultural and forestry workstations and residential communities to sell.

She and Hao Lanxin's wallets gradually bulged. R1152