"His underwear chooses to be tight, narrow, or smooth material, breathable and tight, such intimate clothing, if the owner is some kind of unspeakable profession, it is quite a good match." Lin Shengxi said lightly, "Choose such sullen underwear for daily use, but the appearance is a custom-made formal suit......

"That sao bao cologne is quite in line with this kind of sao in the bones." Xiang Jingxing continued to look at the wardrobe, the color of the clothes and the color of the furniture outside seemed to be a set of purchases.

Since he only chooses "Sao" in intimate clothing, this cologne is too weird.

"Professor Lin, you can tell through a bag that this is a custom-made suit?" He Haihai looked up and down at the dust cover, except for a gray suit, he didn't find any traces of customization.

"The tie is sewn with the tailor's embroidered signature, and his family usually sells it as a whole set, and the price is high." Xiang Jingxing also learned from Lin Shengxi, walked without making a sound, couldn't stand well, leaned on Lin Shengxi's side and said. "Your Professor Lin is produced by the same factory, you know it at a glance."

“…… Do you want me to ask my aunt and uncle to bring your suits over and let you wear only formal clothes to work? Lin Shengxi couldn't bear it anymore and glared at Jing Xing coldly.

Xiang Jingxing shrunk, "I'll just say don't care." "The mouth is uninhibited, but the search effort does not dare to be slack.

Under a set of clothes wrapped in dust bags, there was a bag of folded clothes, Xiang Jingxing picked it up and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, "I haven't washed it." ”

Huang Liqi asked curiously, "Does he have fox odor?" ”

Xiang Jingxing almost laughed, looked at Lin Shengxi's serious face, and swallowed back the big smile, "It should be ready to be taken for dry cleaning." After speaking, Xiang Jingxing pulled out his clothes to see if there were any clues on them.

But Xiang Jingxing's work is very rough, probably because the movement is too big, and the things in the pocket also fall out when the clothes are turned out, a tissue and a business card.

Xiang Jingxing picked up the business card that had fallen on the ground and turned around towards them. "You're with you, little Xixi."

Lin Shengxi stepped forward, pulled over the business card that Xiang Jingxing was holding, and then gave him a head hammer, "Will you call someone well?" ”

After fighting, Lin Shengxi still glanced at the business card seriously, Zhong Jingmin, a psychotherapist. "Then it looks like we're looking for the next person."

"This is the doctor Zeng Dongming has seen?" He Hai also looked at the business card.

"Then you may need to consider the principle of confidentiality with the other party." Yesa added.

Xiang Jingxing flicked the business card, "There is no smell of cologne on it, so what is the relationship between the person who left the taste of cologne and Zeng Dongming." ”

Except for this business card, there seem to be no other important clues in this house, and there are no traces of other people's lives except Zeng Dongming.

No other people's belongings were there, not even traces of anyone visiting.

Time flies, the sun is already setting outside the window, Huang Liqi saw that his captain and Professor Lin, who came to support, were still carefully observing the place where the deceased had lived, and the words of the report were blocked.

Xiang Jingxing scratched his head after noticing it, "Oh yes, the time is about the same, if everyone doesn't find anything, you can go back to the bureau, and the other parts of the body that were searched should also be sent to the bureau, if there is nothing else, let's go back to the bureau and disperse first." ”