Fan Miaomiao nodded at the man, took two steps back, and opened the door.

The man walked into the room with a sad face, came to Zhang Leifeng, and before he could speak, he saw Zhang Leifeng make a gesture to sit down.

The man sat down, kept his head down, and did not look at Zhang Leifeng.

Zhang Leifeng's hands crossed and rubbed a few times, and he said, "Tell me your difficulties." ”

Hearing this, the man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Zhang Leifeng squinted his eyes, his brows were tightly locked, and his brain spun rapidly.

This person should be about thirty years old, but his dark circles and bad skin make him look like a fifty-year-old person, from which it can be judged that his life is not satisfactory, looking at his shoes that have been a little deformed, it can be judged that he must have walked a long way, does not even have two dollars to take the bus?

Zhang Leifeng looked at his body from top to bottom, and then focused his eyes on his face.

The man kept buttoning his pants with his hands, looking a little nervous.

Fan Miaomiao, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, reminded him: "If you encounter any problems, just say them, he will definitely be able to help you." ”

Zhang Leifeng squinted at Fan Miaomiao, and thought, I never said that I would definitely be able to help him.

I don't know if he came to his relief, or if Fan Miaomiao's words gave him some psychological comfort.

"There's something that strikes me as weird." He said in a hoarse voice.

"What's the matter?"

"My sister died in the bathroom five days ago, and the police investigated it as an accidental death, but I always thought it couldn't be an accident, but I don't have any evidence, so I want to ask you to help me."

The man said it succinctly.

After hearing this, a glimmer of light appeared in Zhang Leifeng's eyes, and he involuntarily sat up straight: "How did your sister die?" He asked.

"The police replied that my feet had slipped and my head was on the edge of the toilet, and I had died of blood loss." The man replied.

Zhang Leifeng nodded slightly, not answering.

After a brief conversation, the room fell silent, and Zhang Leifeng's brain began to repeat the situation of a woman in the shower, her foot slipped to the back of her head and hit the toilet, accident or murder?

After about five minutes, Zhang Leifeng suddenly got up from the sofa and looked directly at the man: "Take me to your sister's house." said.

The man stood up and said, "Now?" ”

"Yes, now." Zhang Leifeng replied with great certainty.

"But ......"

"But what?"

"But there's nothing left there."

"Nothing? Hehe, that's just in your opinion, let's go, don't ink, hurry up. Zhang Leifeng couldn't wait to appear at the scene of death.

The man was very surprised by Zhang Leifeng's excitement, turned his head to look at Fan Miaomiao, and she shrugged at herself: "I advise you to take him over quickly, otherwise he may not be interested in this case later." Whispered.

The man nodded and walked towards the door, Zhang Leifeng following behind him.

When the group of three left the community, Zhang Leifeng stopped him: "If you can take a taxi, I suggest that it is best not to walk." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and touched his pocket with his hand, looking shy.

Zhang Leifeng saw what he meant, and waved his hand at the taxi that was passing by: "I invite you." said.

The three of them sat in the taxi, and the moment the man told the driver the address, Zhang Leifeng, who was sitting in the back seat, was stunned for a moment.

Fuguangyuan Community can be regarded as a mid-to-high-end residential in the city, and the people who live there are either business elites or second- and third-tier stars......

The taxi came to the entrance of the community, got out of the car, and stopped in front of the last building, and the man led the way in front of him, and took Zhang Leifeng and Fan Miaomiao to the door of a room on the eighth floor.

The door lock is a very advanced fingerprint and password lock, on which he is very skilled to press the code, through the fingerprint scan, the door is opened.

Fan Miaomiao entered the room and was stunned when she saw the photo on the wall: "She...... Is it your sister? Surprised, asked.

The man nodded, "Yes." ”

"Zhang Leifeng, Zhang Leifeng, do you know who she is?"

Zhang Leifeng glanced back at the photo on the wall: "A host makes you excited like this?" He muttered angrily.

"No, no, I'm not interested in her, I'm interested in her lace news, don't you know that she has a lot of lace news?" Fan Miaomiao said with a look of wanting to make a tirade.

Zhang Leifeng hurriedly stretched out his hand and interrupted her: "If you want to say, go outside the room lightly, don't tell me this, okay?" ”

"Huh?"

Fan Miaomiao was a little surprised, the reason why Zhang Leifeng didn't want to hear these things was because he didn't want to be disturbed by these things, and it was very likely that he would change his original judgment because of a certain thing or a certain sentence, not to mention that a lot of lace news was not true.

Zhang Leifeng walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom had been cleaned up, there was not a trace of blood on the floor, and the toilet had been replaced with a new one, as if nothing had happened.

Fan Miaomiao stood behind Zhang Leifeng, looking at the ordinary bathroom, I don't know what Zhang Leifeng can see from here?

I saw Zhang Leifeng standing in the room and turning around, measuring the distance with his feet on the ground, and finally stopped in front of the wall that had been sprayed before.

"Detective ......" The man was just about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Leifeng's sharp eyes: "I now hope that you two will get out of here immediately." He commanded with a serious face.

The two of them looked at each other: "Let's go, the neuropathy is going to work." Fan Miaomiao said with a hint of joke.

Leaving the bathroom, Fan Miaomiao also closed the door for Zhang Leifeng.

The door was shut, and the room became very dark, with no light.

Zhang Leifeng stood in place, holding his chin with his hand, and began to enter his brainstorming moment.

The floor of the bathroom is all non-slip, and she will definitely go to the side of the tub to take a bath first, and then come here to rinse, the slippers placed on the side of the door are obviously non-slip slippers, not 100% can be said to fall, but it is definitely not necessarily because of the slip and accident.

So what would be the reason if it wasn't slipping?

Thinking of this, Zhang Leifeng opened his eyes, turned around and walked out of the room, took out his mobile phone and dialed Xing Dongjie's number.

"What's wrong?" Xing Dongjie received a call from Zhang Leifeng, and his tone was always unhappy.

"I want to know, your report on the scene of the accidental death of the host of the Fuguangyuan community." Zhang Leifeng replied quickly.