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Mo Shaoqin stared at it with the physical evidence bag, flipped it over and looked at it, and finished reading it. I touched my chin, which I hadn't had time to shave for a few days.

According to the memories of the servants in Jin Baiyuan's family, three days before Jin Baiyuan disappeared, he was wearing the clothes he wore when he died, so the question is, whose clothes are there? The murderer's? Or did the murderer buy it?

Mo Shaoqin handed over the physical evidence bag of the mobile phone to the accompanying police, asked them to take it back, and then brought some people over.

First, let people come and search this mountain forest to see if they can find the clothes that the murderer changed for Jin Baiyuan.

Second, whether we can find a place to temporarily imprison Jin Baiyuan.

"Team Ink." Luo Tingcheng suddenly called Mo Shaoqin, Mo Shaoqin stood beside her, and Luo Tingcheng pointed to the road in front of her that was similar but not like a road.

It is said that it is a road, because it is indeed the traces of people walking.

It is said that it is not a road because it is overgrown with weeds, but it does not even have a rudimentary form of a road.

Luo Tingjie just wanted to raise his feet and walk over, but Luo Tingcheng pulled his ears and retreated.

"Luo Tianjie! Are you blind? Don't you see a clear shoe print on it? ”

Luo Tianjie's ears hurt and screamed, "Sister! Sister! Let's have something to say, don't pull my ears! ”

Luo Tianjie blushed, the first time he went on a mission with the captain, he was seen by the captain like this, and his image was gone! (눈_눈)

Mo Shaoqin squatted down on the spot and pressed the weeds aside, and saw the clear shoe prints that Luo Qingcheng said.

"This shoe print doesn't look like a shoe print you usually wear, but it looks like a ......."

After Luo Qingcheng finished teaching his younger brother of the newborn calf, he squatted beside Mo Shaoqin and spoke.

"Like what?" Mo Shaoqin stared at her, waiting for her next sentence.

"It's like the rubber shoes that migrant workers wear when they go to work, but I'm not sure because I've only seen the shoe prints of these shoes once."

Mo Shaoqin's fingers tapped on the kneecap that appeared when he squatted down, "You said before that the rope that tied Jin Baiyuan was hemp rope?" ”

Luo Qingcheng nodded, hemp rope and rubber shoes, this clue should be able to roughly determine the identity of the murderer.

There is an area in the western suburbs of the city that the government gives migrant workers to live in, close to their place of work, and the government rents it out and the rent is low, so almost all the migrant workers live there.

……

"Captain, do you think there's a house?!" A member of the search team pointed to the small wooden house hidden in the mountains and forests in front of him, and Lu Liwen, the leader of the search team, made a careful gesture, and the people of the search team took their own guys and approached the cabin cautiously.

Lu Liwen kicked open the cabin and closed the door, looked at the situation indoors, beckoned his teammates to protect the cabin, and went out to make a phone call.

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As soon as the car drove to the industrial zone, Mo Shaoqin's mobile phone rang.

"Ink team, I am a search team, we found a wooden house on a barren mountain behind the suburbs, it has been basically determined that it is the place where the murderer temporarily imprisoned the victim, and we found a small amount of hemp rope crumbs in the wooden house, and we have notified the trace examination department to extract evidence."

Mo Shaoqin was excited and excited in his heart, and things finally set off in a good direction.

"Thank you, Arwen, for helping me a lot."

"Whereever, you have to rely on the people of your serious crime team to solve the case."

After touting each other's business, Mo Shaoqin hung up the phone and spit out a breath of turbidity.

"The place where the murderer temporarily imprisoned the injured has been found, and now it's up to us here and Xia Qiao and their side."

Mo Shaoqin stared at the two sisters and brothers sitting behind, his eyes were shining, and his heart was very excited.

Luo Tingcheng looked at the reflection of Mo Shaoqin's head, Luo Tingjie heard that the case had progressed, not to mention how happy he was, it was like being beaten.

Luo Qingcheng glanced at his younger brother next to him, whose eyes were as glowing as Mo Shaoqin, and was disgusted.

She doesn't know this person, her brother is not like this Erha next to him, there is absolutely no such person in our family.

After all, the three got out of the car and found the community aunt in the community.

In recent years, because the problem of migrant workers is a hot topic in society, the Qing municipal government has funded the construction of this community in order to provide more livelihood security for migrant workers, and their families are responsible for managing all aspects of the community.

When I entered the community, I saw an aunt with a red armband posting an announcement, and Luo Qingcheng hurriedly stepped forward to stop the aunt.

"Auntie, Auntie, what are you doing here?"

With a yellow and black perm, the aunt glanced at the little girl next to her, "Are you?" ”

Mo Shaoqin glanced at the police card he was carrying and showed his aunt, "Hello, auntie, we are police officers and want to ask you some questions." ”

Auntie nodded, "It's okay, you ask!" ”

Mo Shaoqin glanced at the announcement that the aunt had just posted, "Have there been any thefts in your community recently?" ”

The aunt seemed to find something to talk to, and slapped her palm on her thigh, "Oh, comrade police, don't you know that recently, this community has been ransacked by thieves, and the ropes that have been tied to the goods, the shoes and clothes worn by work, the kitchen knife, vegetable oil, underwear, ......"

Aunt Balabala said a lot, and the corners of Luo Tianjie's mouth twitched, and there were so many things that were lost!

Mo Shaoqin interrupted the aunt, "What did the aunt lose the most?" ”

Aunt thought about it for a while, and slapped her thigh again, Luo Qingcheng swallowed her saliva, doesn't it hurt?

"Vegetable oil, and kitchen knives."

Mo Shaoqin frowned, "How many families have you lost?" ”

"There are probably a dozen of them, and they all lost kitchen knives and vegetable oil at the same time."

"So many?!" Mo Shaoqin frowned and lowered his head to think.

Luo Qingcheng hurriedly asked his aunt, "What about the one who threw the hemp rope and shoes?" And the last time you lost it for a long time? ”

The aunt thought for a while, "Well, I don't know about this, you can go to the commissary in front of you and ask, the one who lost the shoes and hemp rope is their wife." ”

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!"

Luo Tianjie ran to the front and asked, Luo Tingcheng looked at his stupid brother's behavior from behind, and felt speechless, and no one was behind him to grab credit, what did he do so fast.

Luo Tiancheng and Mo Shaoqin walked at a normal speed in the back, and when they reached the commissary, Luo Tianjie had already finished asking, and they walked towards the exit.

"Captain, what they lost was hemp rope and shoes, as well as a set of camouflage overalls, and they lost it four days ago."

Luo Tingjie had a "I want to be praised" expression, like a child who wants to be appreciated by his parents, Luo Tingcheng couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and rub Luo Tingjie's hair, "Good job!" ”

Luo Tianjie stared at his sister with a resentful face, not for you to praise me! It's the captain, it's the captain, it's the captain! Roaring in my heart!

Luo Tingcheng turned his head and ignored his stinky brother, Mo Shaoqin stood in front and glanced back at Luo Tingjie's eyes, "It's not enough." ”

This level is done by individuals, and there is nothing to praise.

Walking to the exit, Mo Shaoqin looked at someone leaning against the car door, with a dark face.

"Why are you here?"

Gu Jinyan waved his hand, "I'm afraid that you won't be able to handle it, so I'll come over, and then inform you of two things."

First, I already know who the perpetrator of this murder is.

Second, it won't be long before there will be a second real serial murder.

So, Shaoqin, aren't you going to take me back to the bureau to talk? ”