The woman's mouth was still screaming and scolding the murderer, and Zhang Leifeng's brain had already begun to spin at this time, but listening to her here was not enough for him to draw conclusions. The key is to go to the scene, and after thinking about it, twenty years have passed, and the scene is estimated to have long ceased to exist.

It's a very difficult thing to do.

"I've heard you clearly, you need to give me some time." Zhang Leifeng said to the woman in a calm tone.

The woman stood up, and was about to kneel down before she could speak, and Zhang Leifeng grabbed her arm.

"I'm not in vogue here, don't do it if you want me to help you." Said to the woman very seriously.

"I only hope in my lifetime to know who killed my sister, and I want to see him brought to justice." The woman said her wish with tears in her eyes.

Zhang Leifeng nodded: "You'll see." ”

"You go back first, I'll let you know if there's news." Go on.

The woman looked at Zhang Leifeng with some reluctance: "I...... Can I not go back? I'm here to babysitter for you, maybe I'll still ...... I can also help you with something, or I can help you if you want to know something. Said intermittently.

Zhang Leifeng's eyes widened, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm used to living alone, thank you." As he spoke, he walked to the door, opened it, and gestured to the woman to leave.

The woman pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, sighed and left Zhang Leifeng's house.

Boom!

The front foot left, and just as he was about to turn around, Zhang Leifeng had already closed the door.

Ding Ding Ding!

Zhang Leifeng's mobile phone rang, a message from Xing Dongjie.

"Is there any progress in Zhang Leifeng's nameless bone case? I heard that you fell out with Fan Miaomiao? What the hell is going on, you kid can't change your stinky problem......" Before he finished reading the text message, Zhang Leifeng turned off his mobile phone.

This guy is really annoying.

There is already a suspect in the White Bone case, but he needs conclusive evidence, and he doesn't want to use words like "maybe", "probably", "probably", "likely" to judge the case.

Put on a coat and leave the house, came to the community where the accident occurred, and looked at the time, it is now 3:20 in the afternoon, and the murderer should be working outside at this time.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace to the small room opposite the room where the deceased was, and when he walked to the door, he glanced around, and after confirming that there was no one, he bent down and glanced at the keyhole.

The most common door lock, take out an iron hook made of wire from the pocket, reach into the keyhole and shake it back and forth a few times.

Syllable!

There was a bang, and the door opened.

Zhang Lei harvested the iron hook, quickly opened the door and entered, turned around and closed the door.

Standing in this cluttered room, I didn't find anything suspicious when I looked around, and then stared straight at the wall facing the door.

On the wall hung a torn sheet that had long been illegible, and on the other side of the wall was the room where the deceased was.

Da-da-da-da!

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Zhang Leifeng quickly turned to look at the door.

The footsteps faded away before he turned around, removed the cardboard box that stood in front of the wall, and lifted the sheets with his hands. Take out the magnifying glass and stick it to the wall and look at it carefully.

The wall was very flat, and it didn't look unusual, Zhang Leifeng frowned. I thought, could it be that I guessed wrong?

Just when Zhang Leifeng was about to continue the search, he heard the sound of a bicycle outside, which made him have to stop, return to his previous appearance as soon as possible, and then leave the room quickly.

The man pushed the bicycle and walked down, opened the door, put it in, and left. Judging by his performance, he did not notice that the room had ever been entered.

After he left, Zhang Leifeng entered the room again.

After entering, I saw the bicycle that had just been parked, and there was a tool bag hanging on the back seat of the bicycle, which contained brick trowels, small hammers, and stacks of some construction tools.

Picking up the stack and the small hammer, Zhang Leifeng came to the front of the wall.

Boom! Boom!

Slammed it against the wall, and the entire basement reverberated with a screeching sound.

The outermost layer of cement on the wall had been smashed down, and the red bricks inside appeared in front of Zhang Leifeng.

He stopped what he was doing, took a closer look, and after reading it, a smile appeared on his face: "Hahaha, I finally caught you." An excited sound came from his mouth.

Got up from the floor, put down the sheets, stacked the boxes in their place, put the tools back in his tool bag, and turned to leave the small room.

The murderer can be sure that it is him, but Zhang Leifeng is not in a hurry to contact Xing Dongjie immediately to arrest someone, but is thinking about the murderer's motive for killing.

Why would a worker kill someone who has nothing to do with him? What kind of hatred is there between them? What's more, this worker would use such a method to solve this matter, is the worker just trying to hide his true identity?

Questions kept echoing in Zhang Leifeng's mind, and he thought about these questions as he walked home.

When I got downstairs, I saw Xing Dongjie's car parked there from afar, raised his eyebrows and walked over and raised his hand to knock on the car window.

Xing Dongjie, who was resting in the car, trembled and sat up suddenly.

When he saw that it was Zhang Leifeng, he opened the car and jumped down, and his body shook a little as soon as his feet landed.

Zhang Leifeng grabbed him: "If you stay up like this, you can see God." He said to Xing Dongjie in a cold tone.

Xing Dongjie pinched his temples with his hands: "Hey, I don't want to either." He replied with a sigh.

The two of them came to Zhang Leifeng's house one after the other, and as soon as they pushed the door open, Zhang Leifeng immediately stretched out his hand to stop Xing Dongjie.

There is a smell of perfume at home, and it is a perfume commonly used by Fan Miaomiao. Before Zhang Leifeng could analyze Fan Miaomiao, he walked out of the bedroom.

When she saw these two people, it was as if nothing had happened, and she said lukewarmly: "I'm back." After saying that, he sat down on the sofa.

Zhang Leifeng and Xing Dongjie glanced at each other.

"You kid can." Xing Dongjie leaned into Zhang Leifeng's ear and said with a wicked smile.

It's really capable to offend a woman like this and not leave you.

Zhang Leifeng rolled his eyes at Xing Dongjie.

"You can use our house at your disposal." Fan Miaomiao said to Zhang Leifeng who was sitting on the sofa.

"There's no need for that anymore, let your father install the doors and windows as soon as possible."

"What do you mean? You've solved the case? Fan Miaomiao asked with some surprise. Could it be that you have missed something these days?

"Are you broken? Let's talk about it. As soon as Xing Dongjie heard this, he immediately had his spirits, and sat up straight and asked Zhang Leifeng.