Can people who have been dead for more than ten years find clues, Ma Xiao and his colleagues taught Ling Tian a lesson.

After two days of almost sleepless investigation and evidence collection, an exciting news appeared.

It is true that the owner of the hair had died more than ten years ago, but just before the deceased's death, the deceased sold his long black hair for financial reasons.

Long hair was turned into wigs and sold more than a decade ago.

Although it is no longer possible to trace who the long hair was sold to more than ten years ago, this has already made everyone feel excited.

The murderer is still there, and the case is not unsolved.

Ling Tian didn't go to the police station to help again, investigation and analysis was not his strong point, and he didn't think he could help much.

For him, the suspicion of the focus still did not move away from He Jiamei's body.

Dead air will not be generated for no reason, and it will not be entangled in a kind person for no reason.

He Jiamei had been released, and in order to better understand this woman, Ling Tian deliberately began to approach He Jiahua's family.

On this day, after lunch, Ling Tian went to He Jiahua's house, and when he passed by yesterday, he saw He Jiahua sorting out the sundries, many of which were heavy, so Ling Tian volunteered to help.

I was busy for a few hours, and I didn't finish it, so I made an appointment to continue today.

When they arrived at He's house, He Jiahua and his family had already started to move things, and He Qiqi was also there, cleaning something at the faucet at the door.

Seeing Ling Tian, He Qiqi's face turned a little red, and her head lowered.

He Jiahua, who was busy, didn't notice Ling Tian's arrival, and the two of them carried the heavy sofa, panting a little.

"Dead girl, have you done it, hurry up and help." The aunt said with some complaints: "The shoes will be washed later." ”

"Oh, oh."

He Qiqi hurriedly answered, glanced at Ling Tian secretly, and stepped forward to help carry things.

Ling Tian smiled and wanted to go up to help, but when he heard his aunt's words, he subconsciously looked at the shoes He Qiqi put down, which were a pair of casual shoes with white fluff, at this time, the white long hair had been wet with water, and a little dark red could be seen on it.

"I'm here to help." Ling Tian grabbed in front of He Qiqi and lifted the sofa: "Qiqi, you go wash your shoes." ”

"Ling Tian, thank you so much." Only then did the aunt find Ling Tian, hurriedly thanked her, and then said to He Qiqi: "Girl, you can also help." ”

He Qiqi answered again, and the four of them carried the somewhat broken sofa to a dead end and stacked it. Because there are too many things piled up in the dead end, it is difficult to get off the feet, and several people are out of breath when a sofa is lifted.

"Take a rest first, my waist can't do it."

He Jiahua was old after all, and he beat his waist with his backhand, and his aunt hurriedly stepped forward to massage his wife when he saw this.

He Qiqi stood aside and gasped slightly, sweat wetting the long hair on his forehead, forming a hook shape on his forehead, looking like the headdress on Shui Bingyue's head in the cartoon Sailor Moon, combined with his face flushed from exercise, making Ling Tian have a strange feeling that he couldn't explain.

It was only very soon that Ling Tian shook his head and threw this feeling out of his mind. Everyone has a love for beauty, but many times he can only appreciate it, and he feels that he is quite dedicated to his feelings.

Lulu, of course, is the exception.

He Qiqi noticed Ling Tian's gaze, and walked to the edge of the pool in evasion and began to clear his shoes. As if to hide his embarrassment, he said to himself: "What's on here, I can't wash it off." ”

The aunt said dissatisfiedly while beating her wife's back: "Who knows what you get, you don't come back in the middle of the night, you only know how to go out to play a day." ”

He Qiqi stuck out her small tongue and lowered her head to brush her shoes.

Ling Tian met He Qiqi at the bar at night, and naturally thought that He Qiqi must have gone to the bar again. During this time, I have been at the police station, and in addition to the children's case, I have also been exposed to many other cases.

Many cases are caused by alcohol, and I can't help but persuade: "It's better to go to the bar less, it's a big night, you are not safe as a girl." ”

"I don't hear that, your brother doesn't like you to go to a bar." The eldest aunt hurriedly mended the knife, and then turned her head to look at Ling Tian: "Ling Tian, you help me take care of this girl." ”

Ling Tian hadn't said anything yet, but He Qiqi had already blushed: "Mom, I haven't been there for a long time." ”

"Yes, it's been a long time, it's almost a day."

"That's not going to the bar, it's just going to help my aunt get something."

"Something, something to get in the middle of the night?"

"Auntie's name."

"What about that thing?"

"Auntie is not at home."

The two mothers and daughters began to argue, Ling Tian first listened with a smile, but when he listened to it, he felt that something was wrong, the time that the two of them said was exactly the time when He Jiamei was arrested, and that night, another child had an accident.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian couldn't help but interject: "Qiqi, what does your aunt want you to take, you have to go in the middle of the night." ”

He Qiqi stopped arguing with her mother and shook her head: "I don't know, my aunt has already made an appointment, but there was no one at home when I went." ”

The aunt on one side began to be dissatisfied: "No one, since there is no one, you should go home, go to the bar again, come back at 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning, this is what a girl should do?" ”

"I really didn't go to the bar," He Qiqi said helplessly: "I just went to my aunt's house, and I came back when I saw that she wasn't at home, and I didn't know it was so late." ”

"Fart." The aunt scolded a swear word: "Go out at 10 o'clock in the evening and come back at 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning, you belong to a snail." I went to play until dawn and learned to lie. ”

A trace of dazedness flashed in He Qiqi's eyes, but her mouth was still stubborn: "What, what I said is true." ”

"Hmph." The aunt obviously didn't believe it.

Not to mention the aunt, even Ling Tian didn't believe it, after all, he had read He Jiamei's information, her home was only half an hour away from the old city, and she still walked. But He Qiqi's expression didn't look like lying.

Ling Tian was puzzled in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but rest on the stained shoes.

The shoes had not yet been washed, and the rest of the place was clean except for the long white hairs on them and some stains, but in the pool, the water that had not yet completely drained looked very muddy, as if it were mud that had been turned up.

He Jiahua, who was rested, also joined the ranks of applying for his daughter, He Qiqi explained several times, but the old couple didn't believe it, it's very simple, after all, the time is not right.

In the end, He Qiqi said that she was in a hurry and ran back to the room with a crying voice.

The eldest aunt scolded a few words, and was about to go in, but saw Ling Tian a little embarrassed: "Ling Tian, please go and see that dead girl." In addition, although this girl loves to play a little, she will never dare to mess around, and doing housework has been my true biography. ”