Wang Shen looked at his watch, and ten minutes had passed. There are about twenty minutes left before the uncle who handles the garbage comes back. Wang Shen walked to the door of Han Mo's house again and took out the key from his pocket. Wang Shen was about to insert the key into the keyhole when he suddenly heard something that seemed to be inside the room. Wang Shen was taken aback and did not rush to open the door. He pressed his ear to the doorframe and listened carefully to the movement inside the room.

After about a minute, Wang Shen didn't hear any movement. Wang Shen straightened up, wondering if he had had auditory hallucinations just now. When Wang Shen was about to open the door again, he pulled his hand back violently. Wang Shen pressed his ear to the door frame again. There was a sound, and there was a sound in the house! No, that's not what I just heard. Now what is coming into Wang Shen's ears is the sound of the wind!

Odd? How could there be wind in the house? If Wang Shen remembers correctly, when the scene of the crime was explored, the doors and windows in the house were not opened. Because Han Mo's relatives were not found for the time being, the key was kept at the police station along with Han Mo's information. If no one ever comes to this room again. The whole room should still be fully enclosed. If so, the whistling wind coming from the house is strange. Moreover, what Wang Shen can be sure of now is that the voice that shocked Wang Shen just now was not this faint wind. It's the sound of a chair or table moving. If Wang Shen's hearing is not a problem, then there must be someone in the house now! But, who will be in it?

Wang Shen hesitated outside the door for a while, and finally decided to open the door to find out. Wang Shen carefully inserted the key into the keyhole, and then turned the keyhole very gently. But the door lock was so old that no matter how gently Wang Shen treated it, the door lock inevitably made a rusty metal grinding sound. There was a click, and the door opened a crack. Wang Shen touched the gun on his waist with one hand, and quickly pushed the door open with the other. Really! The windows on the balcony were wide open, and a cool breeze blew out of the house. The room was pitch black, Wang Shen quickly dodged into the room, and the muzzle of the gun quickly scanned all corners of the living room. There was no one in the living room.

Wang Shen crawled over, leaned against the wall to find the switch of the living room light, and pressed it. The entire pitch-black space was filled with light in an instant. The furnishings in the house have not changed, and they are still the same as they were three years ago. According to Han Mo, she chose to live here because it is full of life and helps inspire her creations. In Wang Shen's view, this is not entirely the case. A single successful lady still has some pursuit of her living environment. The decoration style of the American industrial style in the house is expensive at a glance. This makes the room out of place in the context of the whole building.

The living room was connected to the dining room, and Wang Shen cautiously observed it, but there was no one. There is a sound! Wang Shen quickly turned around and pointed his gun at the bedroom door. The bedroom door was closed, but the sound was coming from inside the bedroom. This time, Wang Shen heard the sound clearly, it was the crisp sound of the shoe and the wooden floor colliding. Wang Shen cautiously moved in the direction of the bedroom. Wang Shen pressed his ear to the bedroom door and listened, and the footsteps stopped.

Wang Shen remembered that the layout of Han Mo's bedroom was a very square structure. Therefore, as long as Wang Shen opened the door quickly, with the muzzle of a gun and his own skills, it was enough for the people inside to be captured. Wang Shen's hand pinched the handle of the bedroom door, then twisted it, and then kicked the door open.

"Don't move!" Wang Shen shouted.

A woman sat on Han Mo's bed, only her back was exposed. The light in the living room shone into the bedroom, and the woman's back gradually became clear. If it were someone else, I would definitely be scared half to death.

Wang Shen's muzzle was slowly lowered. He pulled the pistol back into his waist. "What are you doing here? Where did you get the key? Wang Shen said as he took two steps closer in the direction of Xu Xiaolin.

"I am my sister's only relative, and according to the inheritance law, this is now my property. Officer Wang, you are trespassing on a private house. Xu Xiaolin stood up from the bed, turned around, and smiled at Wang Shen.

Wang Shen didn't know how to refute Xu Xiaolin's words. "If you still want to give your sister the truth, don't destroy everything here yet."

"I'm certainly not going to spoil the scene." Xu Xiaolin pouted and said.

"Didn't destroy the scene?" Wang Shen glanced at Xu Xiaolin suspiciously. "Look outside." Wang Shen walked out of the bedroom and pointed to the location of the balcony with his finger.

Xu Xiaolin glanced at Wang Shen suspiciously, followed Wang Shen out of the bedroom, and looked in the direction of Wang Shen's finger. Xu Xiaolin stared at the balcony for a while, and then returned her gaze to Wang Shen's face. "What's wrong?" Xu Xiaolin looked dazed, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Wang Shen's gourd.

"It was originally an enclosed space. Even time can make some clues disappear without you even know it, let alone the winds of nature. Wang Shen sighed.

"What the hell are you trying to say? I don't understand. Xu Xiaolin frowned and glanced in the direction of Wang Shen's finger again. Suddenly, Xu Xiaolin seemed to understand what Wang Shen meant, and turned her head to look at Wang Shen with wide eyes. "You mean, you mean that the window was closed?"

"You yourself know that this is a closed room case, and the windows are naturally closed. Wait, what do you mean by that? Listening to Xu Xiaolin's words, Wang Shen's expression suddenly changed from helplessness to surprise.

"I mean, I didn't open that window. I thought it was you ......," Xu Xiaolin suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking. Xu Xiaolin stared at Wang Shen, but in her mind, she was recalling the past. "No, where did you get your key?" Xu Xiaolin suddenly inquired about the source of Wang Shen's key.

"When we searched the scene of the crime, we found it in the bedroom of the deceased. Since the relatives of the deceased could not be found at that time, the key was stored at the police station along with the deceased's file. ”

"My sister gave me the key. Also, I've been to this house a few times since my sister's accident. I remember, yes, I distinctly remember the first few times I visited, the window was closed. ”

"When was the last time you were here?" Wang Shen frowned tightly and asked.

"I can't remember exactly, three or four months ago."

"What people!" Before Xu Xiaolin could react, Wang Shen rushed out towards the door. A figure quickly flashed around the corner of the dark staircase and descended the stairs. Wang Shen chased him out with all his might.

"Ahh

Wang Shen's footsteps stopped, and Xu Xiaolin's voice came from behind him. With such a flash of effort, the black shadow had already run away without a trace. Wang Shen looked at the direction in which the black shadow disappeared, gritted his teeth, and gave up the chase. Wang Shen returned down the stairs and saw Xu Xiaolin sitting on the stone steps of the stairs.

"Are you alright?" Wang Shen ran a few steps quickly and came to Xu Xiaolin's side.

"It's okay, I ran in a hurry just now and fell down." Xu Xiaolin pinched her ankles and frowned.

"Let me see." Wang Shen lifted Xu Xiaolin's ankle and twisted it slightly. "It's fine, it's just a sprain, just rest for a few days."

"Was there anyone outside the house just now?" Xu Xiaolin endured the pain and looked at Wang Shen.

"Yes." Wang Shen fell into a brief thought.

"Who is this person? Could it be related to my sister's case? ”

"At this late hour, unless you stay here, somewhere else will come here. Moreover, he ran away as soon as he was exposed, and it is estimated that it has nothing to do with your sister's case. ”

"It's all my fault." Xu Xiaolin hammered her thigh in annoyance.

"You don't have to blame yourself too much, the murderer will always show the fox's tail. By the way, you can sit here for a while. I'll have to go back to the house and check it out. ”

Xu Xiaolin nodded, and Wang Shen got up and walked into Han Mo's room. Wang Shen turned on the light in the room, and the outline of the deceased who had been drawn on the ground was still there. Wang Shen tried his best to recall the expressions and gestures of the deceased before his death. The deceased was sitting on the ground with a fruit knife in his abdomen, but his back was leaning on the sofa. There was no extra bloodstain other than the blood stains on the side of the deceased. It shows that the deceased did not have a fierce fight with the murderer before he died. Of course, all this assumption is based on his killing. Bloodstain? By the way, Wang Shen suddenly thought of something, and walked quickly to the window of the balcony. Wang Shen leaned down and stared at the window for a long time. The blood that once stained the window edge is gone! Someone must have returned to the house afterwards and wiped the blood off the window. But who is this man? The dark shadow just now? It's hard to know for sure at the moment, but it's a good chance of such speculation.

Wang Shen combined the details of the night described by the garbage disposal uncle and the middle-aged woman to reconstruct the general plot of the night. A man (assumed to be the murderer) had a heated argument with Han Mo, and then killed Han Mo. In order to cover up his crime, the man dealt with the scene in time. In order to destroy all the evidence that appeared in Han Mo's house, the man packed the daily necessities left in Han Mo's house and threw them down from the balcony window. The man probably didn't notice that some of the blood on his hands was stained on the window edge. After dealing with the traces he left in Han Mo's house, the man walked away.

Wrong! Wang Shen tapped his head. If this is the case, then how did the Chamber of Secrets come about? There is also Han Mo's own ordering phone call, as well as a phone call to Zheng Wu, all of which cannot be explained. According to the time calculation, the man should have left before those two phone calls. We all know that dead people can't make phone calls. Could it be that Han Mo hadn't died at that time? But if Han Mo hadn't died, how could that man let her go? Moreover, according to the logic of normal people, shouldn't the first reaction be to call the police or call the rescue hotline?

"Ahh All the doubts swirled in Wang Shen's mind, and before he could sort out a general idea, Wang Shen's thinking was interrupted by a scream.