When I got back to my room, I couldn't sleep for a long time, and I was already very eyebrow-raising about the so-called "Avenger", and there were only a few last steps left before I succeeded.

In the third case of Deng Chen falling into the water, the three of us originally thought that we would call the police when we came back, but now Deng Chen is fine, and even if the police come, they will think that he fell into the water, so the matter of calling the police has been put on hold for the time being.

In the first Gu Hui case, the method of the secret room became the top priority of the three cases, and if this method can be cracked, I think the evidence will be found soon. In the second case of Meyer, I originally thought that the fingerprints of the "Avengers" could be found in football, but it backfired, and the hope of the second case was ultimately disappointed. Each of these clues suggests that the secret room's modus operandi is the lifeline of these cases.

I lay on my bed and tossed and turned, thinking, "I must have left some important clue behind." I muttered quietly.

Brown sugar and medicine can already be confirmed to be bought by the "Avengers", but at the scene we also found the tape in addition to these things, although this tape does not look very eye-catching, but I always think that this is the key to solving the case, no one will be bored to pull the tape, let it be sticky.

"Where the hell is it sticking?" "What is the purpose?" These words kept coming back to my mind.

I looked at my watch, and the time had come to eleven o'clock, and at this time, Cao Yang, who was lying in my clinic, was already drunk. Wanting to go to bed early, I was affected by these factors, so I lazily got up from the bed and turned on the lamp next to the bed.

I looked in the dim light to the door, "Did you lock the door tonight?" "I have some obsessive-compulsive disorder and I think about it.

Lifting the quilt aside, dragging a somewhat tired body to the door, his hand touched the anti-lock button and twisted it in a clockwise direction, "Smack." The door locked. After completing this series of movements, go back to bed.

Isn't our room now a secret room? The murderer also locked the door in the room like me? No way! Could it be that the deceased locked it himself? What was I thinking? How could this stupid and childish idea still be in my head at this time?

With these strange thoughts in my head, I tried to keep myself calm.

After thinking about it, the following conclusions came to my mind.

1. The anti-lock button can be locked as long as it is in a clockwise direction.

2. It doesn't take too much force to lock.

3. I don't think only hands can do this action.

In summary, I think it is possible to use other things to make the anti-lock button rotate clockwise and lock it with the help of a force, and there are many such techniques in the mystery novels I read in college. If that's what I thought it was, then what was it that made it spin? What role does tape play in this wonderful technique?

I struggled to recall everything I had seen in the "Avengers" room at the time, and the only memory I had left quickly sketched in my mind what his room would look like.

Bed, lamp, coffee table, suitcase, and ...... Pole...... Thread, my head was like someone had been knocked hard, not only painful but also very clear, it was that thing, that kind of object was the crux of this case.

But if you only rely on that, how do you borrow the force, and if you are outside the door, I think it will be very difficult to pull hard, because after all, the trajectory from the anti-lock button to the outside of the house is vertical, and it also touches the bottom of the door, and the friction will be very large, which is not something that ordinary people can cope with.

If it is an object moving at high speed, what is this house? Thinking of this, I stepped out of bed. Open the door and go down the hallway.

I walked straight from my room to the hallway on the left side of the second floor, and the hallway on the left was actually no different from the one on the right, if I had to say otherwise. That is, there are more windows on the left than on the right, and the position of the windows is also very special is the end of the corridor, forming a right-angle shape with the door.

I went to the window and tiptoed to open it, and although the wind outside the room was not strong, the length of the corridor allowed the wind to blow in instantly. Because it was a little cool at night.

Before closing the window and returning to Gu Hui's room, I roughly calculated that the distance was only nearly thirty meters, what kind of high-speed movement could be allowed from this position. I crouched on the floor and looked at Myer's room next door, when suddenly an idea crossed my mind.

"Football!" I'm quiet, but I'm still powerful.

"That's something he can do alone." I thought as I prepared to walk out of the mansion.

I went out for nothing else but to find the football, and when I came outside, the wind was blowing gently. It's still a bit hot and cold in the summer breeze, because I'm wearing only shorts and half sleeves, and it still feels cold. But that didn't stop me from pursuing the truth, and I strode under the window. With his back to him, he looked at the scene in front of him.

On the left side of the mansion was a small jungle, with no road at all, and I tentatively poked my head in between the two trees, and shone the flashlight back and forth with my mobile phone. I think these trees can stop the trajectory of football.

The deeper I walked, it took about ten minutes. I couldn't see any lights in the mansion when I turned around. Sweep your feet vigorously to see where the ball is, and look high with both eyes and flashlight to see if the ball is in the tree.

I've always been in a straight line, and usually players kick out of the arc, so I changed direction and tried to look back in front of the left.

As the saying goes, hard work pays off. Finally, I saw a soccer ball on a fairly empty meadow. Luckily, the ball was exactly the same as the one found in the temple. At the same time, this football also has a "tail......

I took out disposable plastic gloves from my pocket, (I used to eat pork ribs during the feast on the first day, but I didn't expect them to come in handy here.) Hold the ball carefully in your hand.

When I got back to the mansion, I made sure that no one had seen me before entering the room. After placing the ball next to the door, I picked up my phone and sent a text message to Wang Lijun.

"There's something here that can be used as evidence, I hope you come and take it in the morning, I don't want to startle the snake, Wang Wei."

I watched the words "successful delivery" and went back to bed and fell asleep......

Morning came quickly, probably because I was too excited, and I woke up at five o'clock, and I was lying by the window and looking out. A black Volkswagen drove in around six o'clock and I received a text message at the same time.

"It's here, come down. Wang Lijun. ”

After seeing the text message, get dressed and walk downstairs quietly. As soon as I opened the door on the first floor, I saw Wang Lijun and his little attendant standing there.

"What the hell?" Wang Lijun said expectantly.

"It's this football." I closed the door as I said this, and I stood outside to make sure no one was looking down on the second floor before continuing. "This football should have that person's fingerprints, you go check it."

"Football again?"

"Uh-huh, I don't think this time will be like last time."

"How so?"

"The place where I found this ball is very biased, the murderer will not erase his fingerprints, and the murderer cannot be so meticulous. Besides, he has actually made a lot of mistakes in these cases, and if this still fails, I still have a trump card here. ”

"Can't say it yet?"

"That must be, I have to take the initiative."

"What if that's what we want you to say?" The little attendant next to Wang Lijun actually spoke.

I was speechless for a moment, and I pretended to be stubborn. "Don't say that, I didn't commit a crime, you don't have the right to force me."

"Then you still need to be a good policeman, you must cooperate with the police to handle the case, and it is also a crime to obstruct our law enforcement, you have to go back to Shangzhou to study hard." The little henchman still wears a hat and a mask tied to his mouth, but his arrogance can be seen from the outside of the mask.

I ignored him.

"Okay, thank you today, let's go." After Wang Lijun finished speaking, he got into the cab. I said goodbye to him through the window, and when the car made a big turn, I saw the little attendant take off his mask and hat from the window on the other side. That moment...... I seem to have seen that person......

I slapped myself in the face, "I must be too tired during this time." With this thought, I went back to my room, ready to get some sleep......