Zhuang Ling returned to the room where the crime was found.

The red rain boots were still sitting quietly under the bed. There must be a clue in the shoe.

The shoes were only size 36, and Sun Hongfei's wife told Zhuang Ling that these were Liu Mei's shoes, and Liu Mei's feet were only size 35, and she was used to buying shoes that were one size larger. Liu Mei wears these rain boots every time she goes to the field. The shoes are already somewhat degummed.

Zhuang Ling put on gloves and gently put his hand into his shoe. Suddenly, I touched something a little sharp. Toenails! This discovery surprised Zhuang Ling. This was obviously squeezed off, and this was certainly not Liu Mei's toenails.

At this time, a faint layer of ash shrouded the sky, and dusk came unconsciously, and Zhuang Ling suddenly realized that the day was about to end. The red sunset sprinkled over this murder-torn town, leaving too many shades of black. A pair of old men who were in the middle of their lives walked in front of Zhuang Ling holding hands, and the wind blew their heads full of silver threads. After the loss of an old friend, they cherish each other even more.

Zhuang Ling drove the police car to the old road again, and there was no one. Outside the car window, several street lamps far away from each other look at each other, and the lights outside the car window are like vague phantoms, fleeting, making people faintly rise a kind of sadness in their hearts.

There were also gifts in the car that had not been given to his wife. Two old husbands and wives who were supposed to enjoy their old age died unexpectedly. Zhuang Ling missed his wife very much at this time, he hadn't been home for a few days because of overtime, so he dialed his wife's phone: "Xia Man, have you had dinner?" ”

"Eat."

"I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'm done with what I'm doing, and I'll be home right away." Zhuang Ling was going to give the gift to Xia Man tonight.

"You eat out, I've bought my plane ticket for tonight and I'm going to travel with a few friends for a few days. I'm out now, eight o'clock plane. ”

"Alright then, it's been a bit cold lately, you go out and make sure you don't catch a cold." Zhuang Ling didn't ask much, he felt that it was good for his wife to go out with friends and add some fun.

"yes, okay." Shaman's tone was a little cold.

As the sky gradually darkened, the car drove into the city, as if from a cold and dark world into another prosperous and bright world. The bustling crowd flows, coming and going.

Zhuang Ling returned to the police station.

He convened an urgent meeting to further analyze the case with the existing clues.

"Officer Zhuang, Li Fu's son Li Zhiyuan, we found him, he just came back from out of town today."

"Okay, we'll question him early tomorrow morning."

"I found a toenail in a pair of women's rain boots at the scene of the crime today, which is supposed to be someone's ill-fitting toenails, that is, big feet wearing small shoes, and then being crushed off. The imprints of these shoes have been found at the scene of the crime many times, and the murderer should have been a man who wore these shoes to commit the crime. This must be a breakthrough in the case. ”

"I also found a drawer on a Buddha statue in a temple in the town, but the contents were taken."

"But we haven't found a suspect yet. Everyone cheered up and searched for any clues at the scene. ”

There was a heated discussion in the conference room......

"Everyone's worked hard. Meeting! ”

It was already dark, and it was past eight o'clock. His wife had already left by plane, he couldn't go to the airport to see his wife off, and the gift could only be sent when his wife came back.

Zhuang Ling walked into a noodle shop next to the police station.

"Two taels of mixed sauce noodles, no MSG!" Before Zhuang Ling could speak, the proprietress had already helped her.

Zhuang Ling comes to this noodle restaurant every time he finishes working overtime, he is already a regular customer, and he orders the same thing every time.

"Officer Zhuang, it's hard work to serve our people."

This bowl of two taels of noodles is obviously more than three taels.

The steaming heat, with the enthusiasm of the hostess. Zhuang Ling felt a trace of warmth in this cold night......

He understood the meaning of his work better.