In fact, when I think about it, I am not worried about the blood stains and footprints on the car, and I am not completely unable to find an explanation to anyone if I really want to explain it.

I'll still be able to lie.

It's just that Aunt Luo's attitude just now really made me feel a little frightened.

I couldn't tell her pulse, and I couldn't guess what she meant by glaring at me like that after she noticed this mess on my body.

I don't know if she'll say anything to anyone.

Women like to gossip, if she talks about this matter as material and talks to those aunts, aunts, uncles and uncles in the bureau, then it is estimated that someone will look at me with strange eyes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and her speech will be yin and yang.

It's embarrassing for me to go in and out of the bureau as my identity, and many people don't like it, but it's good that I'm okay.

Thinking all the way, I drove all the way home, drove the car into the yard, didn't care about entering the house, and first got water to flush the car clean.

After flushing, I was still not at ease, so I took out the disinfectant from the firewood room in the corner of the yard and wiped the car violently.

I understand the crime scene investigation, and if you wash it with water, you have to wipe it with disinfectant.

I first taught these things, but then I was interested in them and taught some on my own.

Sometimes I have a very unhappy life because I find that Sumosen is always right.

Always right!

I thought he was crazy, but he was always right, so I couldn't understand the world, so I had to be unhappy.

I've been unhappy with him for too long, even though he's been missing for several years now, and his life and death are unknown, every time I think about it, I still feel a little scared and gritted my teeth.

After the car was completely cleaned and relieved, I let out a long breath and took out the key to open the door.

The curtains in the living room were all drawn, the light was dim, and every time I opened the door, I was afraid that something or someone would hide in the darkness and wait to attack me.

This fear didn't come out of nowhere, nor did it come from my whims, it was really forced out by Su Mosen, and my whole life was overshadowed by him, even if he had been missing for nearly five years, he couldn't get rid of a single or two.

I walked into the living room and opened the curtains of the window facing north, ready to open it, but the outstretched hand hesitated for a few seconds and then retracted.

There was a strange, completely unfamiliar smell in the air in the living room, like some kind of herb, a little sweet.

Although this strange smell is particularly faint in the residual smell of pesticides and disinfectants, and it is an illusion to smell it twice and disappear, I believe it must exist.

I changed my position and sniffed hard, and then I sniffed a faint wisp again, as if there was nothing.

I slowly moved my feet and continued to sniff, sniffing like a police dog, and the thought in my heart became more and more determined.

Someone has entered this house while I was away!

Moreover, although the smell is different, I don't know why, I suddenly remembered the smell I had seen at the scene of the murder at the Baihe Road Express Hotel more than half a year ago.

I felt a little frightened.

I gave up the curtains, walked slowly to the center of the living room, stood still, inhaled deeply, and swallowed hard, a thump of saliva that rattled in my throat.

There was my shadow on the huge black LCD TV screen in front of me, the shadow of furniture such as the coffee table, sofa, and partition cabinet at the back, and nothing else.

Although the picture is normal, because the atmosphere is wrong, it feels a little creepy, like a midnight bell.

I looked carefully into the living room, looking inch by inch, and smelling the smell of walking, and became more and more sure that a stranger had come in the dozen or so hours that I had been in the bureau to do business.

Someone has definitely come in, but now I don't know if they've left.

All I could feel was that someone had come into my house and stayed for a long time, as if they had lived a good life in it.

I stopped at the top of the stairs and slowly lifted my gaze up the steps until I saw the deep darkness inside.

I closed my eyes and pricked up my ears for a while, but I heard no movement, so I went upstairs and checked all the rooms, including the attic, and found no intruder, but every part of the house seemed to leave a little strange smell and traces of movement.

I could feel it was a woman.

I realized that the house was not as safe as I had thought it would be.

When I remembered what happened last night, I heard someone walking around the house and even trying to open the door to my bedroom.

It turned out that it was not a neurotic delusion or a dream, but someone had actually come in, but I woke up in my sleep at that time, and my sense of smell was not mobilized to the most sensitive state.

In addition, I fell asleep and had a terrible dream, and it was all mixed together, so naturally I took the sound I heard in front of me as a dream.

After careful inspection, I made sure that there was no trace of the house being turned over, and that no valuables had been lost, so I was curious to know what the purpose of the intruder who came and went without a trace was coming this way, or at me, or at Su Mosen, or something.

It's okay, I'm not afraid of anyone.

My principle has always been that the soldiers will keep the water and soil out and the toads will come and hunt and eat them, so I quickly put my mind at ease and didn't think much about it, opened the curtains, opened the windows to breathe, changed the medicine for the wound on my buttocks, and threw the clothes soaked in the basin into the washing machine to wash.

When I went back to the sofa in the living room and sat down, I could still smell the faint, faint, and sweet medicinal fragrance, and after thinking about it, I felt that no matter who it was, it must be inseparable from Su Mosen, Uncle Xiu and Uncle Chen.

I was born with some strange and unusual abilities, such as the ability to hear, smell, and perceive the environment around me.

I could tell by the faint unfamiliar scent in the air and some kind of magnetic field that is difficult to describe in words that the intruder was a woman.

She was able to tell the part of her movement around the house: the living room, every room on the second floor, and then every room on the third floor.

She spent the longest time in the bedroom between Sumerson and me, touched the picture frame on Sumesen's desk, looked in the mirror in the bathroom of my bedroom for a long time, and went to the attic.

After coming downstairs, she probably stood by the couch for a while, then went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, ate the half of the cake I had left in it, and drank a bottle of milk.

That's pretty much it, but I can't tell which door or window she came in, and there are no signs of damage or prying everywhere, as if she had entered through a wall.

There is a set of fingerprint extraction tools at home, which Su Mosen bought when he taught me to reverse the trace. He told me what the police do when conducting crime scene investigations, and that they can decipher their techniques and methods, such as wearing rubber gloves, scrubbing blood with disinfectant, and covering all hair with special nets so that it doesn't fall off the scene, and so on.

He also taught me how to extract fingerprints with fingerprint powder and adhesive tape in case I might use them in the future.

Sure enough, I use it now.

So I'm upset.

Because my life is once again in the middle of Su Mosen's material. It was as if everything had been set up by him, and I was just an actor in the dark, stumbling down the script he had written.

It's really upset.

I put the adhesive film from which I had extracted my fingerprints into a small sealed bag and put it in the bag I carried with me

In addition, I rummaged through the trash can, looking for anything that would leave the intruder's saliva, but unfortunately not, she was very polite, and the plates and spoons that had eaten the cake were all washed for me, and they were placed in the corner of the cupboard alone, if it weren't for the characteristics of the plate, I wouldn't have found it at all.

I think that such a person is either a killer who is so calm that he has no warmth at all, or he has no ill will towards me at all.

So after thinking about it again, I decided to wait and see, and not to do anything about her right away, but to see what happened next before making a decision.

I may be overflowing or deviant as a person, but I am very principled and reasonable, you respect me, I will respect you.

Of course, no more, no less, exactly one foot, and it is difficult to ask for more points.

The mobile phone rang in the pocket, and it was Bai Yafeng calling. After a frenzied scream, he began to report to me on the investigation of the "sand pile" case.

As I deduced, the first construction worker to find the body was the murderer, motivated by a grudge against the victim's father, who was waiting for an opportunity to vent his anger on the child, and found the blood-spattered clothes in his pigsty, and tested the blood reaction on the large wrench he usually used.

Although the suspect has not said a word since he was arrested, the motive and physical evidence are there, and as long as the fingerprints and DNA identification results come out, it is not easy to deny.

Bai Yafeng was too excited, occasionally incoherent, after telling the case, he suddenly called me seriously, and then told me very seriously that Deputy Captain Yan's appointment order had been formalized, and he would go to another place to take up his post as soon as his study was over.

I said, "Well, so what? ”

He shouted, "What?!" How?! I solved such a big case at such a critical juncture, and it was obvious that God had to let me be promoted or not, right?! ”

I sighed, shook my head and said, "You, don't think too beautifully, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, it's better not to have the slightest hope." ”

He shouted unconvinced: "Phew, I am biased, I don't believe it, who else is embarrassed to be this vice captain besides me!" ”

After a few more gossips, he hung up the phone.

But immediately he called back and asked me, "Hey, Nier, when are you going to help me solve the other two cases in the bureau?" ”

I said a little helplessly: "I have brought back copies of all the materials in those two cases, you can read them slowly at home, and if you have any new clues or discoveries, call me." ”

He said, "Okay." ”

Hang up the phone again.