Seeing half a footprint, Zhang Leifeng immediately leaned over.

Kneeling on the ground, gently brushing away the few yellowing leaves around the footprints with your hands.

He rubbed his hands together with some excitement and muttered, "God help me." ”

I took out the magnifying glass I carried with me from my inner pocket, and lay on the ground to study it carefully.

Coincidentally, Zhang Leifeng happened to see the texture of this pair of soles on a website a few days ago, it is the latest pair of men's sneakers, and the domestic price is 2,160 yuan.

Based on the size of the front half of the shoe, the shoe is a size 44, and the size M should be a size 10.

The depth of the stampede on the ground deduced that he should be a person weighing about one hundred and eighty pounds, and his height was about one meter eighty-three.

Take out your phone, click it, and take a picture of it.

Sand! Sand! Sand!

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Zhang Leifeng immediately smoothed out the shoe prints with his hands, and then continued to lie on the ground to make observations, muttering in his mouth: "GOOD, it's really amazing, it's amazing." ”

A tall figure shrouded Zhang Leifeng, and he waved his hand at the man behind him without looking back: "Come and see, Jeff, come on, I have finally discovered the mystery of ants." He shouted excitedly.

shouted twice, but did not get an answer, looked up and turned to look over, Zhang Leifeng was stunned for a moment, got up from the ground and patted the dust on his knees.

Quickly swept past the man standing in front of him, one meter eighty-four tall, weighing one hundred and eighty-five, and wearing a pair of size 44 shoes. The man had short black hair, a hooked nose, blue eyes, a beard, and a look of vigilance and hostility. Judging by the still somewhat wrinkled shirt inside him, it was clear that he had put on the coat in a hurry, and there was a less obvious scar on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.

"What are you doing?" The man asked grimly.

Zhang Leifeng tidied up his clothes: "I'm investigating the ants." He replied very calmly.

"Ants?"

"Yes, I'm an international student and I'm looking for material for my thesis." Zhang Leifeng replied immediately without pausing.

The man paused for a moment and said to Zhang Leifeng: "This is a private place, please leave immediately." He said coldly.

Zhang Leifeng didn't leave immediately, thinking that if he stood up and left, it would make people think more.

"Sir, I'm going to find the ant's burrow soon, could you please let me observe more?" Pleading at the man.

The man shook his head very firmly: "The streets are full of ants, please leave immediately, I will say it one last time." ”

Zhang Leifeng was a little depressed: "Hey, okay then...... My dissertation looks like it's going to be lost. He muttered as he walked past the man.

When passing by him, Zhang Leifeng smelled a smell of paint on him, and arched his nose to leave here.

After Zhang Leifeng left, the man immediately came to the place where Zhang Leifeng was lying on his stomach, squatted there and looked for a circle on the ground, and only relieved when he saw that there were indeed ants moving.

Get up and return home.

Zhang Leifeng left here and returned to the hotel, sitting on the sofa with his chin in his hands, squinting his eyes slightly, and the brainstorm began to run.

Cliff. Stina went to Eisen's house that day, rang the doorbell several times without getting a reply, and then left in a hurry after receiving a call from the school. After she left, she must have received contact from Eisen, but the FBI did not find her in the call logs, which means that Eisen was not Cliff who contacted her by phone. Stina.

What kind of contact information can you have besides the phone? Zhang Leifeng's brows furrowed, and his brain was constantly running.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

Suddenly, the phone rang, and the frightened Zhang Leifeng trembled.

Thinking of half of the matter, I was completely disrupted by this call, and picked up the phone with a hint of anger.

"This guy doesn't fight early or late, and he really knows how to pick the time." With a broken thought in his mouth, he connected Xing Dongjie's phone.

"Detective, aren't you busy?" Xing Dongjie said in a sarcastic tone.

"You've messed up everything about me." Zhang Leifeng was angry.

"Huh? I'm 108,000 miles away from you, and you can blame me? ”

"Correct, you are 11,200 kilometers away from me, and there are still ...... Something to say, I'm running out of time. ”

"You're running out of time? What do you mean? Are you terminally ill? Xing Dongjie asked with some surprise.

Zhang Lei Feng angrily wanted to throw the phone out, this guy has something to do with me, is this the case?

"Okay, okay, I won't mess with you, there are cases I think you might be interested." Xing Dongjie knew that what Zhang Leifeng said didn't mean that, so in order not to let this guy hang up the phone, he hurriedly returned to normal.

"What case?"

"The Nameless Bone Case." As soon as Xing Dongjie's words came out, Zhang Leifeng's eyes widened involuntarily. Ever heard of the meaning of nameless male corpse, nameless female corpse, nameless white bones?

"I need to get this done for my client now before I can go back." Zhang Leifeng only activated his brain slightly, and then replied.

Xing Dongjie paused for a moment and replied, "How long do you need it?" ”

"If there are no accidents, it will be about the same in three days."

"Okay, the scene has been sealed on my side, contact me as soon as you come back."

"Ask you something."

"Did I hear me right? You're going to ask me something? Xing Dongjie couldn't believe his ears, a well-known and angry detective who wanted to ask himself something.

"What other way do you think you can get the message out to another person other than the phone?" Zhang Leifeng asked.

Xing Dongjie was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out an answer: "In addition to calling, writing letters, texting, finding someone to communicate, or using the Sherlock Holmes password to ......"

Before Xing Dongjie's words were finished, he heard Zhang Leifeng say, "Goodbye." Then the phone was hung up.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, Nunu mouthed: "This guy ......"

Sms? The operating company should be able to find out, and he will definitely not use it.

Mail? You can also find it, and he won't use it.

The Sherlock Holmes code? , their IQ shouldn't be enough for this.

Find someone to talk to...... It's a bit of a possibility.

On that day, there were students, teachers, media reporters, 320 spectators, and eight judges in the school, all of whom seemed to be suspicious, but it would be unrealistic to look for them one by one, and it would be impossible to find them all.

Zhang Leifeng thought for a moment, suddenly stood up, took out the notebook from his backpack, and found Cliff some time ago on the computer. Video of Stina's school holding a public speaking contest.

Clicking on the play button, Zhang Leifeng's eyes quickly turned on the computer screen, and he didn't listen to a word of the speech inside.