Chapter 10: The Death of Lao Xiang

Yang Xiangyi is not a big flower arm, who is the big flower arm? What is the relationship between them? Is there really such a person as a big flower arm?

"Miss Zhuang, are you familiar with the restaurant owner? What kind of person do you think he is? Chu Yan always has a grudge against the restaurant owner, always feeling that something is wrong, but he doesn't know what is wrong.

"To the boss? Although I have been in contact with him a few times, I always feel that he is secretive and wary of me, and I don't know if it is because he is operating opposite the criminal police team. Under the nose of the criminal police team, he always has his own calculations about what to say and what not to say. How? Do you think there's something wrong with him? ”

"Although he tried his best to hide it, I always felt that he was not just the owner of a small restaurant, and his temperament was too different."

"But how are you going to find him? Going to his store? This is not realistic, after all, on the opposite side of the criminal police team, people come and go, he will not say it, and besides, he will be in danger if he talks too much. ”

"Danger? Oops......" A spirit, Chu Yan seemed to realize something, and ran out quickly.

"Chu Yan ......" Chu Xinran and Zhuang Xueyi hadn't reacted yet, Chu Yan had run a hundred meters away, and the two looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why. Just run along.

Seeing the three of them running in the heavy rain, the other people who were hiding in the rain in the hall were all confused.

"Dut...... Honk...... A muffled ...... sound sounded in the transparent plastic bag, but it could no longer wait for its owner to pick it up.

"Captain, the deceased's cell phone is ringing." The clerk even handed over the bag and mobile phone to the captain in charge of the case.

Under the rain and fog, a slender man with slender fingers took the phone. Looking at his appearance, the man seems to be in his early 30s, with a tall figure, strong muscles, and blazing eyes, and he is a shrewd and capable person at first glance.

At this time, someone actually called, hmph, I want to see who it is. "Hello?" A word feeding, the voice Su Ya, it's too good.

"Hey, Boss Xiang, where are you now? You may be in danger, I will go over to you now. On the other end of the phone, Chu Yan said breathlessly.

"Oh~" dragged the tail note, there was no extra text, and Chu Yan was very anxious when he heard it.

"What? Where are you? I'll go over now. Feeling that the other party was in a hurry, Su Yanan said in a low voice, pretending: "I'm at home now, No. 117, Garden Lane, Baiqi Street." After speaking, Su Yanan waited for Chu Yan to appear as if waiting to see a good show.

"Xiao Han, according to the anal temperature, it is estimated that the time of death of the deceased is from nine o'clock to 11 o'clock in the morning, and the fatal wound is in the back of the head, one move is fatal, and the specific will be answered after the autopsy."

"Thank you, Sister Ling."

It turned out that Su Yanan's name was Xiao Han, and the wind was Xiao Xiao and the water was cold. As the name suggests, he is handsome and cold.

"Zhibo, how are you here?" Xiao Han half-squatted and asked unhurriedly.

"According to the packaging left in the trash can and the traces of the scene, the deceased should have just opened a box of Longjing tea, and was hit from behind while drinking tea. Due to the fact that it is raining now, and the deceased lived in such an old-fashioned courtyard house, the drainage system is not so perfect, and there is also a leak in the roof, a lot of rainwater has soaked into the house, and some traces of footprints have been cleaned. But as you can see, the room has been cleaned, you see. As he spoke, Zhibo, the policeman in charge of the trace inspection, led Xiao Han to the sofa, and then asked someone to lift the sofa. You see. As he spoke, Zhibo pointed to the edge of the trail of the sofa feet on the ground, "Because the bottom of the sofa has not been cleaned for a long time, there is a lot of dust under the bottom." At first, I thought it was the traces left by the previous owner after cleaning, but after I looked around for a week, I found that the owner should not have been cleaning often, from the placement in the house, the dust on the TV and TV cabinet can be seen, especially the dust on both sides under the sofa, this side is obviously shallow, and it is also a little damp. ”

After listening, Xiao Han stood up.

Face the oil painting hanging behind the sofa in front of you.

"I've checked this painting, and there are no fingerprints. Judging from the degree of wear and tear of the frame, this painting should be wiped frequently, otherwise the paint will not fall so badly, and from the perspective of material, this oil painting is also several years old. Zhibo analyzed.

"The rest of the place is not cleaned, but this painting is constantly wiped?" Xiao Han fell into deep thought.

"Captain, this person is sneaky, there must be something wrong."

"That's why you ask? I'm here to join in the fun. ”

"Oh~ you just said on the phone that there was a danger to the person."