Peanut heard the order and turned around and ran out.

A minute later, he ran back with a pair of stinky socks in his mouth and spit in front of Zhang Leifeng.

Zhang Leifeng's eyes widened: "Dog chain...... Not stinky socks. said.

Suddenly, he slapped his head with his hand: "Oh oh oh, sorry, sorry, I forgot I haven't bought it for you yet." ”

Pick it up from the ground and walk out of the house.

Came downstairs, stopped, and turned his head to look at the oncoming car: "Hey, that guy is here again, it seems that they haven't solved the old city incident yet." He muttered.

Chirping!

Xing Dongjie stopped the car, opened the door and jumped down, and walked quickly in front of Zhang Leifeng.

"Give you ten minutes, hurry up." Zhang Leifeng didn't wait for him to speak, and said to him first.

Xing Dongjie took a deep breath and said: "In the case of the old city, we called up all the surveillance around and found that five SUVs had driven in, and we contacted all the car owners, and we didn't find any wounds on any of them. ”

When Zhang Leifeng heard this, his eyebrows raised and his eyes widened: "No wounds?" "I can't believe my ears, this is my own reasoning, how can it be wrong?

Xing Dongjie nodded very firmly: "Yes, there are no wounds." ”

"Did you extract DNA for comparison?" Zhang Leifeng asked.

"No, because we keep ......"

"Oh damn it, you've seen it, but you didn't extract the DNA, let me say what's good about you?" Zhang Lei kept spinning around on the ground angrily, complaining to Xing Dongjie.

Xing Dongjie himself also blamed himself a little, and even forgot about this matter, but to blame the guy in front of him, he insisted that he must have an injury to his left hand, if he wasn't so determined, how could he make such a mistake.

In the final analysis, Xing Dongjie himself didn't feel it, and he always believed in what Zhang Leifeng said.

"Shhhh Xing Dongjie was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Leifeng, he handed the dog to Xing Dongjie, fascinated his eyes, and began to enter his own thinking space.

All the pictures of the old city appeared in front of him one by one, three blurred and one clear brake mark, the soot on the first floor, the footprints on the stairs, the corpse on the second floor, and the strong smell of poisonous rats in the mouth of the corpse, and the most important thing was the few drops of blood on the ground. If it's not the deceased, it's definitely the murderer, so according to what Xing Dongjie said, none of the people he has seen have a wound on his arm, what is going on? What's going on? What's the situation? Where did you have a problem reasoning?

Zhang Leifeng stood downstairs, his face almost distorted together, and Xing Dongjie took two steps back, for fear that this guy would bite when he opened his eyes.

Three minutes passed, Zhang Leifeng opened his eyes, he looked at Xing Dongjie directly, and Xing Dongjie had some hairs on his back.

"What do you think of?" Xing Dongjie asked tentatively.

Zhang Leifeng shook his head: "Can you describe to me the people you met?" He asked rhetorically.

Xing Dongjie nodded: "Yes." ”

"Okay, let's go, go back to the room." After Zhang Leifeng finished speaking, he took the peanuts and returned to the room.

came to the room and sat on the sofa face to face with Xing Dongjie, Zhang Leifeng's ten fingers were pressed together, his two elbows were propped up on the armrests of the sofa, and a pair of very serious eyes looked at Xing Dongjie.

"Let's get started, be as detailed as possible." Said.

Xing Dongjie took a deep breath and began to fall into his own memories.

"The first person is about 1.73 meters tall, fat, the owner of a restaurant, two daughters at home and his wife divorced in the early years......" Xing Dongjie was talking when Zhang Leifeng couldn't help but interrupt him: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about their appearance, not their background." ”

"The first one has a high nose bridge, small eyes, a Chinese face, a mustache, and a scar under the right ear......"

"The second flat head, glasses, thick lips, a lot of pimples on the face, a pointed chin ......"

"The third has a flat chin, big eyes, straight eyebrows, very thick black eyebrows, a goatee on the chin, and some obvious disability in the left leg."

"Fourth ......"

"The Fifth ......"

Xing Dongjie relied on his own memory to describe all the five people he saw, and after he finished speaking, he found that Zhang Leifeng had closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.

He knew that Zhang Leifeng was sketching the portraits of these people in his mind, the first person Zhang Leifeng shook his head and threw the picture out of his brain, the second person shook his head and threw out his brain, the third person, the fourth person, the fifth person, Zhang Leifeng kept shaking his head, shaking his head, shaking his head.

Until the end, he jumped up from the sofa scratching his head with his hands: "No, no, ahhhhhh Who is it? "The mouth is like a nervous disease.

Although it is not the first time Xing Dongjie has seen him like this, he is inexplicably afraid if he hasn't seen him once.

Zhang Leifeng walked out of the room, came to the rooftop, turned over and sat down, Xing Dongjie was so frightened that he hurriedly ran over.

Zhang Leifeng didn't look back, but stretched out his hand: "Don't come here, I need to be quiet, quiet." Said to him.

Xing Dongjie nodded and took two steps back: "Be careful." Whispered.

A breeze blew, and Zhang Leifeng trembled.

He closed his eyes at one point.

Blood? The crux of this case lies in the "blood".

Holding his hands on his temples, he kept thinking about blood, blood, blood, the murderer must have been one of the five of them, but none of them were injured.

So where does this blood come from?

Syllable!

Zhang Leifeng suddenly clapped his hands, turned over and jumped off the rooftop, laughing and walking in front of Xing Dongjie.

"I know, blood, it's blood."

"Huh?" Xing Dongjie looked at him with a confused expression.

"At first, I thought it was the killer who cut the arm, but we missed the fact that a person can bleed anywhere on his body." Zhang Leifeng explained.

Xing Dongjie stared at him and said, "You don't necessarily mean hands?" Or maybe it's a leg? ”

Syllable!

Zhang Leifeng patted Xing Dongjie on the shoulder: "No, I'm sure the blood must have come out of his left hand, because the blood he threw the briefcase can prove it." "Said with great certainty.

"What does that mean exactly? You just say it's okay, I'm so tired. ”

Boom!

The words fell, and before he could react, his nose was punched by Zhang Leifeng's lightning speed.

Suddenly, a soreness spread all over his body, tears were about to come out, and he bent down holding his nose.