Wu Cuo didn't rush into the backyard, but went around to the main gate of the front yard first. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fire was mainly concentrated in the backyard, and the houses where bats gathered in the yard were also affected, and the traces in the front yard were relatively well preserved.

Wu Cuo squatted at the gate, carefully observing the dust form on the door.

Except for the traces of being scratched by himself and Yan Ruyu, no new traces were found.

He entered the door and entered the West Wing.

There was obviously a trail of drag on the ground of the west wing, which extended from the door to the window, about 50 centimeters wide, rubbing the original footprints on the ground.

Here's the new trace!

Wu Cuo remembered very well that there was absolutely no such trace on the ground when he and Yan Ruyu walked out of the West Wing.

Someone dragged something from here?

No, the traces show the literature and science of sweeping left and right, more like they are left to eliminate footprints!

It's the murderer!

The murderer entered the murderous mansion through the window, killed Yuan Zhijie and then jumped out of the window to leave, not forgetting to erase his footprints when leaving.

Wu Cuo immediately went to observe the window, his eyes widened, and he looked over centimeter by centimeter.

If there is a missing scratch on the dust somewhere, it will attract his attention.

However, there is no use for eggs.

Wu Cuo's eyes were dry, but he didn't make any valuable discoveries.

Out of the west wing, come to the door of the hall.

The bat droppings on the ground were roasted by the fire, and the smell became even more unpleasant, and the smell brought by the breeze was disgusting.

Bat feces have become a natural footprint mold, and firefighters wear uniform firefighting boots, and the pattern of the soles is also the same.

The corridor connecting the front and back yards was full of such shoe prints, which were very clear, and the footprints left by Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo before had been covered and were completely invisible.

If the murderer wants to enter the backyard to kill Yuan Zhijie, he will definitely pass by here.

Wu Cuo was ruthless, bending over and hunching his back to carefully observe every trace on the bat droppings.

The moment he bent over, he held his breath.

Therefore, he has a deeper understanding of what it means to have "spicy eyes".

"Old Wu, use this!"

Yan Ruyu threw him a set of protective suits, which were used by forensic doctors to dissect highly decomposed corpses, which looked a bit like an astronaut's spacesuit, with a closed hood that could block odors to a certain extent.

"Damn, talent, you still have this with you?!"

"Always have one in the car in case of an emergency."

With the protective clothing, Wu Cuo almost knelt on the ground and sifted through the footprints on the ground inch by inch.

"Hey!"

At the end of the screening, Wu Cuo had been covered in stinky sweat by protective clothing.

The wound on the back was drenched in sweat and the pain was unbearable.

It hurts, and I sweat more.

He was caught in a vicious circle.

The most painful thing is not the physical pain, but as the survey continues, the road with clear footprints becomes shorter and shorter, and the hope of finding useful traces becomes more and more slim.

For the criminal police, this is the real torment.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to reach the end of the investigation, a barely noticeable trace caught Wu Cuo's attention.

On the edge of the firefighting boot print, there is a horseshoe-shaped mark the size of a little thumb belly.

The mark was too small, and it was half stepped on by the fire boot print, if it wasn't for Wu Cuo's inch-by-inch screening, it would have been impossible to find this trace.

Although small, the mark was very deep, about half a centimeter deeper than the fire boot print.

"High heel prints! Boss! It's a fucking high-heeled print! The murderer is a woman! Wu Cuo yelled loudly.

This discovery was really hard to come by, and Wu Cuo had mixed feelings in his heart, and only yelling could express his emotions.

Yan Ruyu came out of the tunnel with a disgraced face and took a few breaths of fresh air.

"I really underestimated the power of the fire, the walls and the floor were hot, and the whole steamer, I was almost ripe."

"What are you doing in there? Come and see, there's a big discovery! ”

"I hear that, heels and shoe prints, huh?" Yan Ruyu walked towards the place where Wu Cuo was, and at the same time used his hands as fans, constantly fanning his head.

"What a fucking weirdness!" Wu said wrongly.

"yes, that's weird." Yan Ruyu also said: "Doesn't this woman know that her skills are very poor, and her strength is not very good, and she is still wearing high heels when she comes to kill, what kind of trouble is this?" ”

Wu Cuo shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't understand women very well.

The next on-site investigation took half a day, and finally Xiaobai and Minghui also joined the on-site investigation, but there was no more gain.

The killer was a woman, a woman in high heels.

At present, the police have only one clue.

At noon the next day, Yan Ruyu suddenly said: "This won't work, we've got a good point." ”

Wu Cuo Xiaobai Minghui stopped, and Yan Ruyu continued: "The value of this scene has been excavated, it's time to change your thinking, has Yuan Zhijie's residence been found?" I think there's a place to start. ”

Xiaobai shook his head, "This person's whereabouts are very strange, plus he deliberately hid his identity and didn't find his residence." ”

Minghui frowned and thought as he said, "I have an idea. ”

"Tell me about it." Wu Cuo cast an encouraging glance at her.

Yan Ruyu analyzed: "These two murders were too coincidental. Is it a coincidence that three students came to the murderous mansion late at night to explore and happened to meet the murderer here? And me and Lao Wu, we just got off the tunnel with our front feet, and the murderer arrived with the back feet, twice in a row, this is no coincidence! ”

"I see!" Minghui suddenly said: "Yuan Zhijie and the murderer should live nearby!" Even if they don't live here, there must be a den, and they seem to ...... It's as if they're watching this place, and if they find anyone in the secret passage, they're going to kill them. ”

"Deserted empty house nearby! Search! Wu Cuo was the first to rush out.

Half an hour later, the three of them received location information from Xiaobai.

Found Yuan Zhijie's residence!

Dirty! His dwelling is so dirty!

A bed made of a few wooden strips with crooked legs.

The greasy quilt that could no longer be seen fell to the ground, and the pillow was thrown messily at the door.

Seven or eight instant noodle boxes were piled up in the corner, and the unfinished instant noodle soup inside was already moldy and hairy.

Laotan sauerkraut tastes, it's really sour.

"This is Yuan Zhijie's residence? Are you sure? Wu Cuo couldn't believe that a Jiangyang thief who had stolen gold bars from the Bank of China would live in such a place.

"ID card, found under the mattress."

Xiaobai handed an ID card to Wu Cuo.

The name on the ID card is Yuan Xiaohu, but the photo is Yuan Zhijie's.

Yuan Xiaohu, it turns out that this is his new identity.

Yan Ruyu, who had been silently looking around, pointed to the quilt and pillow on the ground and said to Xiaobai: "This is what you threw on the ground?" ”

Xiaobai shook his head, "No, that's it when I came in." ”

"Even if you are a sloppy person, there is no need to throw the pillow quilt on the ground, right? There's only one possibility, someone got here before us and turned it upside down. The question is, what exactly is she looking for? ”