In the boxy space, it is unusually clean and tidy. Towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, and mouthwash cups are meticulously arranged, mirrors above the basin are polished, and bath towels are neatly stacked on shelves, next to which are hangers that are also neatly hung.

The bathroom was kept without any smell, everything was in order, and it didn't look like a man's place at all.

"This is one of the cleanest offices we've ever inspected." Zhang Wenfei stood outside the bathroom, raised his hand and touched the door of the bathroom, and sighed twice, "Even the toilet door is so clean, there is no ash at all." ”

"What makes you clean your office so clean?" Ye Yan stood in the middle of the bathroom and glanced down at the squatting toilet pit at his feet.

"Guests, cleanliness, or daily habits?" Zhang Wenfei replied without thinking about it.

Ye Yan smiled and glanced at him, "Think about it from the perspective of a criminal, under what circumstances would you do this?" ”

"Destroy the evidence!" Zhang Wenfei Huo Ran raised his head, there were undoubtedly only a few reasons for the criminals to clean up the scene, to hide their own traces, destroy and leave evidence related to themselves, but he frowned again, "But what if this person is not a murderer, but just a person with a serious habit of cleanliness?" ”

"There are four doubts, first, more than half of the winter vacation, the school cleaners are also on vacation, why is there no dust in this room? Second, if it were you, why would you go back to school to clean your office after the holidays? Third, the surveillance found that the owner of this office dragged a lockbox in, but there was no laundry detergent or anything like that in the bathroom, could it be to load dirty clothes? Ye Yan clasped his hands, his index finger tapped on his elbow joint, and unhurriedly raised many doubts.

"Maybe it's not used to pack clothes...... Thinking of another possibility, Zhang Wenfei's face changed, and he took his words, "It's used to pretend to be people, living people...... Or corpses. ”

"Fourth ........." Ye Yan nodded, raised his hand and touched the smooth and white wall, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were cold, and he turned to look at him.

"This wall is too white."

Listening to his words, Zhang Wenfei subconsciously looked at the wall, as if he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and walked out a few steps, staring at the wall outside that had changed color for a long time, his face was as ugly as a drop of water.

In a heavy tone, he said to the police officer who was investigating the scene, "Find a knife!" ”

Several police officers carefully scraped three walls in the bathroom with sharp blades.

Ye Yan closed her eyes, the girl in the flower season was tied to this cramped space and subjected to inhuman abuse, chains, whipping, knife cutting, violation, she was tied here, and her one-handed neck was hung high......

He opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, where the rusty iron hook was located in the center of the entire bathroom, and the two girls were not tall and not fat, and hung on this thumb-thick iron hook, which was more than enough.

"There's blood!"

The dark red liquid seeped into the white gypsum powder in the form of a splash, Zhang Wenfei could see at a glance that it was blood, he scraped it off with a knife, put it in a sealed bag, and handed it to the police officer on the side, with a heavy tone, "Take it to the forensic department for testing immediately!" ”

"Team Zhang, this is all the information of the director of this office!" A panting male police officer ran in with a stack of documents.

"He meets all the conditions that Ye Tezhu said!" He handed over the information to Zhang Wenfei, supported his knees with his hands, and said with a breath, "Zheng Xiangui, male, unmarried, forty-eight years old, his mother died when he was ten years old, after half a year, his father remarried, and his stepmother died in a car accident when he was twenty years old. ”

"Did you say anything about the cause of his stepmother's car accident?" Ye Yan looked at the police officer who kept panting and asked.

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhang Wenfei and everyone looked at him, and the police officer was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, "Yes, the vehicle is out of order, and the brakes are out of order." ”

"I have reservations about the cause of death." Any unknown coincidences do not rule out the possibility of artificiality, Ye Yan's eyes are far away.

"Rush to where he lives at once." Zhang Wenfei seemed to understand his inner thoughts, looked at him deeply, and immediately ordered.