The murderer must not have gone far yet, but Xie Dacheng, who was once suspected, disappeared at this time, and Xie Shouyi, who behaved strangely, was still tortured in the interrogation room at this time, so who could it be?

I suddenly thought of that photo, the person who couldn't see clearly, infinitely magnified in my mind.

In my impression, it seems that there is no telephone at the old man's home, so what happened to calling me just now?

After looking around the house, I really didn't see any communication equipment, even the furniture was very old, not to mention the telephone.

Immediately asked people to go back to check the source of the call, and soon, Huang Na also rushed over.

I can roughly guess without her specific examination that the murderer must be the same person.

She quickly took off her gloves and mask and nodded at me briefly, confirming what I was thinking.

I closed my eyes tightly and lit a cigarette.

Several cases and clues flashed in my mind one by one, and there seemed to be some connection between them, but they were so dim that I couldn't see them.

Several team members carried the body back to the police force and cordoned off the old man's home.

The two team members are still doing the scene survey, looking for any clues left.

I was a little bored and didn't want to stay any longer, so I went back with me.

Not long after I returned, a member of the team knocked on my office door and told me that the source of the call had been found.

It is a public phone booth, not far from the residential area, because it is the old town, there is only one phone nearby, so it is easy to find.

The phone call that the old man called me before he was killed said that there was something very important, and then he was killed.

It seems that he must have known some crucial information, otherwise he would not have been silenced.

It's just that this message has completely disappeared with his death.

When I came to the interrogation room where Xie Shouyi was being held, I saw that the lock outside was actually open!

A thunderbolt flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly opened the door, and sure enough, Xie Shouyi, who was handicap in the chair, had disappeared!

From the police hall, "Who TM saw where Xie Shouyi went!" ”

A shout drew everyone's attention, and everyone looked at me blankly.

I

Repeated, "Where did Xie Shouyi, who was locked up in the interrogation room, go!" Who saw it! ”

Everyone shook their heads, and almost all of them went out, most of them followed me to the old man's house, and the rest went their own errands.

Is it possible for a tortured person to disappear or not?

My face became more and more ugly, and everyone saw that I was angry, and they all lowered their heads and were busy with the things at hand, and they didn't dare to speak.

Lao Zhang appeared at this time, patted me on the shoulder, and stopped me.

"Lao Zhang, you! ……”

Lao Zhang motioned for me to stop talking, and went back to his dormitory with a look.

I was a little uncomfortable, my chest was clogged, and I swept around the police team in a dull manner, "Immediately post a notice for Xie Shouyi's arrest!" Go all out to track down Xie Shouyi! ”

Seeing that everyone immediately went out to work, the depression and anger in my heart finally decreased.

Back in the dormitory, I wanted to take a good rest, there was so much information in my brain that I became a little irrational.

I lay on the bed with mixed feelings and quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was already late at night, and there was only some faint moonlight through the window in the room without the lights.

I turned my head to look out the window, but I saw that there seemed to be a person standing outside the window!

His hand was raised high, and the shadow of the hammer in his hand was imprinted on the curtain.

"Who's there!"

I shouted, and immediately lifted the covers and rushed over.

After hearing my shout, the shadow suddenly disappeared.

When I came to the window, I opened the curtains and looked out, but there was no sign of anyone ever being there.

I looked to the side, but I still didn't find it.

This is the second floor, and if I had escaped just now, I would have had to jump, so I would have heard the sound, but in fact I didn't hear any sound at all, and it only took me a second or two at most from the time I found him to the time I came.

I rolled over to the balcony outside the window, where there was no other place to hide.

After a careful examination, I had no choice but to return to bed.

I couldn't fall asleep anymore in bed, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I always felt the shadow appear outside my window again.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and only the wind-blown curtains outside the window fluttered faintly.

I spent this night in shock, and it was rare to have a good rest, but it was also broken because of that strange shadow.

Could it be that the murderer has already targeted me?

Until dawn, I didn't close my eyes properly anymore, and went to work with dark circles under my eyes.

Many of the members of the police force had probably been busy all night without resting, and many of them fell asleep on their tables.

I woke them up, and a few of them complained, and only after seeing that it was me and the dark circles on my face did they hold back from speaking.

I asked them how the notices were doing, and they told me that they had finished thousands of notices overnight and had been posted all over the city.

I nodded and let them go back to rest.

Huang Na also came out of her forensic office at this time, and it seemed that she had also worked all night.

She came straight to me, her face very tired.

She told me that although we rushed to the old man's home and found that the old man had just been killed, his home was not the scene of the first crime.

I asked her why she said that, and she paused, then continued,

"I didn't find any signs of struggle in the old man, even if it was an old man, someone would definitely react to him, which can only show that he was defenseless when he was killed."

"If it was in your own home, someone who went in would definitely be discovered, and I deduce that he should have been killed when he called you."

I thought of the cacophony of voices before the old man hung up.

He must have known some clues, wanted to give me a tip, and then he was killed.

But if the body is transported back to the old man's house after being killed, there will definitely be blood on the road.

We went to the old man's home and carefully investigated, and found no traces of blood anywhere else.

I raised my question, and Huang Na said that this is exactly what he didn't understand.

I'm going to check out the phone booth I found earlier, but I didn't pay much attention to it after they told me the location, so it seems necessary to check it out now.

Just as we were about to leave, an unexpected person came to the police force to find us.