He still has hundreds of thousands of debts after repaying the casino's 100,000 loan sharks, and he originally wanted to use the funds in the bank card, but because he accidentally saw a news story about being locked and arrested by the police after a robbery.

In order not to expose himself, he gave up the idea.

The police inspected the scene and put up a seal and informed him that no one could enter the room without the permission of the police.

Seeing the police leave, he knew that God was helping him again.

One dark night, he climbed the stairs to the third floor, looked at the sealed door in front of him, hesitated, and finally chose to open the seal and quietly enter the room.

With a flashlight, he walked around the room looking for the gem that had been left behind at the scene.

I wanted to go to the toilet during the search for the gem, thinking that the police had already investigated the scene and should not be doing it a second time.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!

When he was going to the toilet, someone called, the sound scared him all over, a few drops of urine splashed out of the toilet, after going to the toilet he used a flashlight to mop the urine, but unfortunately did not find the drop under the toilet.

Leave the room, put the seal back in the distance, and walk all the way downstairs.

When Zhang Leifeng told this, Xing Dongjie and Fan Miaomiao's eyes were almost popping out.

"How do you know he owes money for gambling?" Xing Dongjie asked puzzled.

Zhang Leifeng squinted his eyes and replied, "Because I have an informant." ”

"Informant?"

"You still need an informant?"

"Of course, if I can get the right answer from someone else's mouth, why should I waste my brain cells reasoning?" Zhang Leifeng replied with disdain.

"And you said the gem belonged to theirs?" Xing Dongjie continued to ask.

"So I said don't ask me any questions until there's a final result."

Xing Dongjie rolled his eyes, what did this guy say.

Take out your mobile phone and dial the number of the criminal police team, and ask them to go to the property immediately with someone to arrest the murderer.

hung up the phone and said to Zhang Leifeng, "Do you want to go together?" ”

Zhang Leifeng shook his head: "I have other things." ”

"Okay."

After Xing Dongjie left, Fan Miaomiao came over and asked Zhang Leifeng his own questions.

When did he start to suspect the property manager.

Even if you know that the property manager owes gambling debts, you can determine why he did it.

Zhang Leifeng took a deep breath and explained to Fan Miaomiao: "Because there has never been a suspect in the surveillance video, it is enough to show that the suspect is very familiar with the surveillance arrangement here, and he can successfully avoid the surveillance perspective." ”

"The texture and size of the property manager's shoes are the same as those on the doormat of the deceased's house, and he is the inner figure."

Fan Miaomiao frowned thoughtfully, she was recalling the property manager's feet, which seemed to be a little inward, but it was not so obvious.

As for the sole pattern, Zhang Leifeng didn't move other people's feet, how do you know?

Zhang Leifeng quickly typed on the computer a few times, found a picture of the shoes worn by the property manager on a certain website, and turned the computer screen to Fan Miaomiao.

Fan Miaomiao gave him a thumbs up: "You are really a neurotic detective." ”

Zhang Leifeng sneered.

As a detective, you must not only have super analytical skills, but also have insight skills, the murderer will never write these two words on his face, and everyone you meet related to the case may be the murderer.

So Zhang Leifeng, regardless of whether they are suspicious or not, will record their appearance in his mind, and finally eliminate them one by one through analysis, until the last person remains.

Xing Dongjie called an hour and a half later, informing him that the murderer had been arrested, and he also fully explained the process of committing the crime.

Fan Miaomiao hung up the phone and told Zhang Leifeng the good news.

He nodded without the slightest wave in his heart and continued to look at the letter in his hand.

"It's time to forget the past and start a new case." Zhang Leifeng said to Fan Miaomiao.

"You're going to help him?" Fan Miaomiao asked, pointing to the envelope.

"Why not? I love cases like this, they always keep my brain excited all the time. Zhang Leifeng replied.

Knock knock!

Someone knocked on the door, and Fan Miaomiao ran over to open the door.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged woman of about fifty years old, dressed in very simple clothes, with dull skin and nothing to do with it. When she saw Fan Miaomiao, her face showed surprise and incredulity.

When Fan Miaomiao was about to ask about the identity of the visitor, the woman stretched out her hand and grabbed her: "You are Zhang Leifeng, thank you, thank you." Excitedly expressing gratitude.

Fan Miaomiao pulled her hand back vigorously: "That...... I'm not Zhang Leifeng, he is. Turning around and pointing to Zhang Leifeng on the sofa, he said.

The woman was stunned for a moment, wiped a handful of tears with her hand and apologized to Fan Miaomiao.

walked into the room and came to Zhang Leifeng.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Repeating these two words over and over again.

Zhang Leifeng already knew who she was when she entered the door.

"You don't need to thank me." replied to the woman.

"You don't know, after this incident, the whole village was saying that my son had done something bad, if it weren't for you...... If you hadn't investigated it, we'd ......," the woman snorted and tears as she told the pain it had caused them.

Fan Miaomiao already knew who she was when she heard her say this.

She was the mother of the scrawny young man.

After she finished chattering, she took out a letter from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Leifeng: "This is what my son asked me to hand over to you." said.

Zhang Leifeng took it and nodded.

The women stood up and thanked them again and again before leaving.

After she left, Zhang Leifeng took out a small cardboard box from the side of the sofa and threw the letter inside.

"Don't you even look at it?" Fan Miaomiao asked in surprise.

Do you still need to read this kind of letter? Except that gratitude is gratitude. Zhang Leifeng replied disdainfully.

Fan Miaomiao glared at him angrily and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Zhang Leifeng folded the letter in his hand and put it back in the envelope, holding his chin with his hand and falling into deep thought.

Seeing him enter deep thought, Fan Miaomiao became very quiet, and it was the wisest choice not to disturb him at this time.

Fan Miaomiao gently took the notebook and logged in to Zhang Leifeng's blog on it, seeing the blog that had not been updated for half a year, and the few fans who had no choice but to nunu mouth.

A thought flashed through her mind.

Just do it, and immediately write the first article on Zhang Leifeng's blog: "An old community, a dark basement, a white skeleton that has been sleeping here for many years, who is he?" Why is he here......"

"Nothing will escape the eyes of the suspense detective Zhang Leifeng"

“……”

She wants to write all the cases that Zhang Leifeng has experienced.

(End of chapter)