Chapter 16 The Secret Agent's Residence

Chapter 16 The Secret Agent Goes to the Residence

Solutions to problems are found wherever they originate. Since I can't get more information from Uncle Gao and Xiao Han, then I'll find clues from the source myself. Just do it, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, Chu Yan arrived at Lao Xiang's house.

Worried about being photographed by roadside surveillance, Chu Yan also deliberately wore a black hooded sweatshirt with a black peaked cap underneath, a black dust mask at his mouth, and black sneakers. In short, how to come to the dark, in order to reduce his sense of presence in the dark, although this "low sense of existence" is what he thinks.

Due to the occurrence of a homicide, Lao Xiang's home has been isolated by the criminal police team with a warning tape, and the door lock is also closed, but this kind of old-fashioned courtyard, due to the long life time, there are more waste things, and the living space is limited, so some old-fashioned furniture, wood, etc. are piled up in the corner of the courtyard, and the courtyard wall is not high, and people with a heart can easily climb over the wall to enter. In view of this environment, Chu Yan easily climbed over to the courtyard of Lao Xiang's house. To Chu Yan's surprise, the courtyard was extremely eerie and terrifying. Turning on the headlamp, the shadows of the plants in the courtyard made Chu Yan even more hairy, and he always felt that someone was by his side.

It has been more than a month since Lao Xiang was killed, and Lao Xiang's wife doesn't like to clean, and the whole house exudes a lingering musty smell.

Worried about leaving footprints at the scene, Chu Yan deliberately wrapped his shoes in a black garbage bag and wrapped them with a rope several times to fix them. On the way through the wall into the room, the garbage bag was already dirty, in order to reduce the "existence" as much as possible, Chu Yan replaced the garbage bag again, and put the replaced garbage bag into the pocket of his clothes.

Everything is like a veteran.

The planning of Lao Xiang's living room is the same as that of ordinary families, with cable TV placed on the wall at the entrance, and an old-fashioned chest of drawers next to the TV, which is densely covered with dirt. The coffee table and sofa are all old objects from decades ago, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of oppressive environment Lao Xiang lives in. A former undercover policeman, who was not afraid of hardships and dangers, went straight to Huanglong, because of his children's affection, and finally ended up in such a miserable end.

After turning over with emotion, Chu Yan stood in front of the wall opposite the TV. The original snow-white putty has become gray and yellow, and the putty in the corner of the wall is either moldy, or damp and bulging, or falling off, but only a piece of A3 paper-sized place above the sofa is as white as ever, undoubtedly, the "Sunflower" is hanging here, of course, now it is in the criminal police brigade.

Hearing Xiao Han say that Lao Xiang was killed by a sharp weapon in the back of the head, and before he was killed, Lao Xiang was still making tea, so the murderer must be an acquaintance. Where do you start looking for clues? Chu Yan had already planned.

Bedrooms, yes, bedrooms.

The living room is the place where Lao Xiang was killed, and any important evidence has been taken away by the criminal police team, so the purpose of Chu Yan's visit this time is not in the living room but in the bedroom.

The bedroom is a place of privacy for people, and it is where important objects are usually placed.

After entering Lao Xiang's bedroom, Chu Yan was a little surprised, he originally thought that Lao Xiang's bedroom was as dirty and messy as the living room, but after entering the bedroom, it was very clean, although the bed and bedding were old things, but the whole bedroom looked clean and tidy. Sure enough, no matter what kind of environment you are in, the place where you can sleep well is the place where you can feel at ease, I don't know if Lao Xiang thinks so.

After entering the room, Chu Yan carefully opened the bedroom wardrobe, of course, wearing fine sand gloves.

Like most couples, most of the entire wardrobe is filled with old Xiang daughter-in-law's clothes, although not cheap, but it is not obvious how expensive it is.

Chu Yan checked the clothes one by one, rummaging through the pockets of the clothes, hoping to find something from them, however, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

After turning over the entire room, Chu Yan lay down on Lao Xiang's bed in disappointment, although the bed was full of musty smell at this time.

Turning off the headlamp and lying on this bed, Chu Yan tried to guess what he would think from Lao Xiang's perspective? Do you remember those things in the past?

As he was falling into deep thought, Chu Yan suddenly felt hairy all over his body, and he sat up with a squeak.

Someone.