"Wait."

Zhang Nanyang left a flashlight for Zhang Yichi, and at this time, Zhang Yichi held the flashlight and shone the light on the shoes of the two.

The two were about to leave, when they heard Zhang Yichi stop them and turned back again.

"What's the matter?" Chen Chunsheng asked.

"What's the same in your shoes?" Zhang Yichi asked.

He found that Chen Chunsheng and Zhang Nanyang were both wearing rubber green shoes, and Wang Shiren's shoes were also like this.

"It's cheap and durable, and many people in our village wear this!" Chen Chunsheng also deliberately twisted his foot to give Zhang Yichi a multi-angle look at his shoes.

"That's right." Zhang Yichi smiled stiffly and nodded, "Okay...... Then go back quickly. ”

"Let's go."

"Okay."

Seeing the two disappear into the darkness, Zhang Yichi closed the door and frowned.

The most critical clue at the scene of the crime was shoe prints, and he even directly concluded that the murderer was Wang Shimin's younger brother Wang Shiren.

But now this inference has been refuted.

This kind of rubber green shoes are very common in this village because of their high cost performance, and it is no longer possible to identify the murderer through shoe prints, at most it is narrowed down to a certain extent.

As for judging height by the size of shoe prints, this is actually very unreliable, tall and small, short feet abound, and it does not provide useful information.

According to the weight and interval of the shoe prints, the murderer's weight, height, and even walking posture are analyzed, which is something that only experienced veteran policemen can do, Zhang Yichi is not a professional, and he has no clue in this regard.

On the first day of coming here, there were very few clues and information, and it was impossible to judge the murderer's motive for killing, and because of the weather and the traditional concept in the village, Liu Cuilan's body had to be buried in one day at most, leaving him with little time.

In general, the situation is not good.

Zhang Yichi felt that he was thoughtful, but he still hadn't found the murderer's exposed feet.

He went over to make his bed while he thought about what he was going to do tomorrow.

Half a day was spent carefully searching the body, and there should be any traces left on the body. And you can also judge from the corpse whether Liu Cuilan has been violated, once the murderer's motive for killing is found, it will make the case much clearer. In the other half of the day, she explored the villages, drew a more detailed map, and then drew the route of Liu Cuilan's journey in the last six hours of her life through visits.

If there are no other emergencies tomorrow, Zhang Yichi plans to do it according to this plan.

The bed was cleaned up, and Zhang Yichi, who was a little clean, still couldn't stand the damp feeling and a faint smell, he took out a pile of old newspapers from the desk, the old newspapers looked quite clean, and he spread the newspapers on the bed one by one.

If sleeping like this is still unacceptable, Zhang Yichi actually doesn't mind sitting on a chair and squinting all night.

Then he roughly cleaned the room.

If the room in the countryside is not clean, there are likely to be insects, and Zhang Yichi doesn't want insects to crawl into his clothes and sting him when he sleeps in the middle of the night.

After finishing all this, he sat on the chair and rested for a while, and looked through the things on the table boredly, all of which were related books and lesson preparations.

On the way to school, Zhang Nanyang also told him that all the books and all the things related to culture in the whole village are in his house and this office.

It's really pitiful.

In such an environment, it is difficult for children to get a good education, and even if they go out of the mountains, they have no means to make a living, and in the end they can only come back, repeat the mistakes of their 'father', and continue the vicious circle.

Education is really important.

Zhang Yichi sighed in his heart and got up to wash.

There are already two kettles in the house, both with hot water. Zhang Yichi poured some washing his face into the washbasin. Then I took out the toothpaste and toothbrush I bought at the store and started brushing my teeth.

"Boom."

There was a muffled noise in the window of the room, as if something had hit the glass.

Zhang Yichi, who was brushing his teeth, heard the sound and turned his head to look at the window, only to see a dark shadow flashing by the window.

"Poof!"

Spit out the foam in his mouth, Zhang Yichi lifted the flashlight next to him and rushed in, hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, he followed the footsteps and turned on the flashlight, under the light, he saw a person running away in the distance.

It was pitch black, and only the sound of insects could be heard.

Zhang Yichi only stood in place for a few seconds, and the man had already run out for a long time.

Chasing a person with bad intentions in an unfamiliar area at night, Zhang Yichi was not sure, but that person was likely to be the murderer, and this was the closest they were to, so he still chose to chase after him.

As he ran in the direction of the black shadow's disappearance, the Laugher's mask was placed on his face.

Sensing that what he had drawn this time was the ability to improve the flexibility of his body, Zhang Yichi took off the mask directly.

After chasing for more than ten seconds, Zhang Yichi couldn't see where the black shadow had gone. The familiarity of the two with the village is completely different, and it is difficult to catch each other in the big night.

It is almost impossible to find that person if you look for it randomly, and it is easy to fall from somewhere without paying attention, Zhang Yichi for the sake of safety, he still went back first.

He took a flashlight and shone it in front of the office door, and noticed four or five cigarette butts scattered on the floor by the window. It should have been clean before, which means that the man has been staring at him for a long time, and he is still an old smoker.

He picked up the cigarette butts and found that they were the same brand as the cigarettes that Chen Chunsheng had given him before. However, with the experience of the shoes, he will not rashly suspect that the person is Chen Chunsheng now, after all, this cigarette cannot be the only one he smokes.

Wang Shiren does not smoke, which once again alleviates Wang Shiren's suspicion. Wang Shimin smoked during dinner at night, but he drank a lot of alcohol and should not have time to spy on Zhang Yichi, and if he killed him, why did he call the police and call the thief to catch the thief?

For a while, no one with enough suspicion appeared in front of Zhang Yichi's eyes,

Exhaled, Zhang Yichi returned to the house, and suddenly his back was a little cold.

He didn't know exactly how long he had been watched, what was the purpose of that person's spying on him, and if that person hadn't exposed himself, would his life be in danger if he fell asleep without noticing?

The mission only said that he wanted to find the murderer, and did not emphasize that the murderer could not attack him.

Danger is also accompanied by Zhang Yichi's side.

Because he did not rule out the possibility that the person would come back, Zhang Yichi locked the door and closed the curtains, still feeling a little unsafe, so he pushed the desk to the door.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark, Zhang Yichi can't be vigilant and watch out for that person twenty-four hours a day, and that person will wait for an opportunity to move.

Zhang Yichi completely gave up his intention to sleep in that bed, turned off the light, and sat on the chair, holding an unturned flashlight in one hand and a paper cutter in the desk in the other.

He usually sleeps very lightly, but now he doesn't dare to take it lightly, keeping his breathing steady with his eyes closed, listening carefully to the movement outside.

——

The next morning, Zhang Yichi slowly opened his eyes.

Both hands froze.

When the day dawned, the man should not venture over again, Zhang Yichi put the flashlight and paper cutter on the desk, got up and stretched hard, and moved his body.

Although I didn't have a good night's rest, I still regained a lot of energy.

Today is particularly important, he still has almost a week to go, but the villagers are not allowed to stay on the ground.

After washing, Zhang Yichi moved the desk back, opened the door and walked to the village committee according to his impression.

Now the sky is quite bright, at least six or seven o'clock, when Zhang Yichi arrived at the village committee, the door of the village committee had already opened. He walked over, and the village chief just came out of it.

"Come on, I haven't eaten, I'll go get some noodles." The village chief beckoned Zhang Yichi to enter.

The village chief went back to the house, and when Zhang Yichi went in, he heard him scold a few words in dialect, and asked Chen Chunsheng, who was still sleeping, to get up quickly.

"I'll go and see the corpse first, let Chunsheng fall asleep first, it's okay." Zhang Yichi said.

"Then you see, wow, I'll cook noodles." The village chief had no opinion.

After saying hello, Zhang Yichi went out and went straight to the firewood house behind the village committee.

Liu Cuilan was still lying inside, and Zhang Yichi held his breath and moved the body from the firewood room outside.

The firewood room was too dark to be inspected, and it was a little inappropriate to move it to the village committee, so it had to be inspected in the open air.

Now the corpse spots on Liu Cuilan's corpse have completely spread, but they have faded slightly. After several movements of the corpse, some of the corpse spots were displaced. Now the corpse is stiff, and according to the time calculation, it is basically the peak of the corpse stiffness.

Liu Cuilan's death was okay, much better than Lu Tao who Zhang Yichi needed to deal with in the first reincarnation world, so Zhang Yichi's psychological pressure was not particularly great, and he kept calm and checked the wound.

One by one, he recorded the distribution, location, depth, and shape of the wounds.

From time to time, the hand is gestured, substituted for the murderer's perspective, and imagined what posture the murderer used to attack when he committed the crime.

Next, Zhang Yichi examined Liu Cuilan's hand.

Liu Cuilan should be able to fight back when she is attacked, and she may not have any traces left on her hands.

Zhang Yichi observed and found that Liu Cuilan's nails on both hands had some blood stains, and a few nails even had some skin mixed with them. Yesterday was too chaotic for this to go unnoticed.

Based on the blood stains on his fingernails, he quickly imagined the scene of Liu Cuilan scratching the murderer with her hand when the murderer was attacking Liu Cuilan.

The killer had injuries on his body.

can be scratched, it should be in a bare position, most likely in the murderer's face, neck, and arms.

Zhang Yichi wrote it down.

Now he has mastered several characteristics of the murderer.

Man, wearing rubber green shoes, old smoker, with scratches on his body.

"Eat wow, comrade police." The shouts of the village chief came from not far away.

"Okay." Zhang Yichi replied loudly and put away the pen and paper.

"It's so bad to put people here, and put the coffin outside before it's ready, how unlucky!" The village chief walked over and shouted dissatisfied.

The village chief had always behaved kindly, but Zhang Yichi's rash move seemed to be taboo, which made him a little unhappy.

Zhang Yichi didn't worry so much before, he just realized that the firewood room was not easy to investigate, and the village chief didn't want to leave the body in the village committee, so it was the best choice to put it outside. I didn't think that the village was too superstitious, and there were many taboos about corpses: "I'm sorry. ”

"Let's get a firewood room first, wow, hurry." The village chief went to carry Liu Cuilan.

Zhang Yichi took the handle, and the two moved Liu Cuilan back to the firewood room.

"You can't fool around, it's unlucky!" The village chief reminded Zhang Yichi very seriously.

"I see, I'm sorry." Zhang Yichi didn't want to fight against the village chief, because the two people didn't have the same cognition, and what he didn't care about might be important to others, so he apologized several times.

After going back to the village committee to wash his hands, Chen Chunsheng also woke up, rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother Zhang is here." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yichi washed his hands and wiped them clean and went to eat.

"Don't get used to eating in our village." The village chief's anger dissipated quickly, and he gave Zhang Yichi noodles at the dinner table, which was very intimate.

"I love to eat noodles, and I grew up eating noodles." Zhang Yichi said.

"That's good." The village chief smiled and brought Zhang Yichi a bowl of noodles, and there was an egg in it.

Zhang Yichi took it, poured some soy sauce, and ate it with pickles.

Chen Chunsheng smoked a cigarette and came over to eat: "Dad eats wow, Sensei is busy." ”

"Hurry up and eat your wow, you old man." The village chief didn't eat and went to clean up the stove.

Chen Chunsheng pursed his lips, seemingly dissatisfied with his father's attitude.

"By the way, village chief, where did Wang Shimin go last night?" Zhang Yichi took a mouthful.

"The people of the world took them home in the dark, and the village committee couldn't sleep with those people." The village chief said, "I came over after dinner today, and we have to do the funeral." ”

"What time did you leave yesterday?" Zhang Yichi asked again.

At this time, Chen Chunsheng took a sip of noodles and said: "Brother Nanyang and I sent you to school, and when I returned to the village committee, I happened to meet the world's uncle." ”

"That's right." Zhang Yichi nodded and took a bite of noodles, "Does Wang Shiren smoke?" ”

"Uncle Shiren is so good, he doesn't smoke or drink, he saves so much money to marry Uncle Shimin's daughter-in-law, why do you think that after marrying for only a few months, it will make people die, hey......" Chen Chunsheng ate quickly, and soon finished eating a bowl of noodles, and sat there smoking.

"Is there something wrong with Chunsheng in the afternoon?"

"What's the matter, Brother Zhang, what do you need help with?"

"Come with me in the afternoon, go around the village, and go to Wang Shimin's house again."

"Okay."

It didn't take long for Zhang Yichi to finish eating, Chen Chunsheng handed Zhang Yichi a cigarette with great insight, Zhang Yichi thanked him and took it: "Who do you think is most likely to kill Liu Cuilan in the village?" Who has a grudge against Wang Shimin's family? ”

"Hey, I don't know, Uncle Shimin is also stuck, and he usually makes peace with people. Who would have thought that someone would look at Uncle Shimin and kill his aunt. Chen Chunsheng took another puff of cigarette, indignant for Wang Shimin.

"Usually the people of the world have conflicts with people, and they are the same generation as me." The village chief also said.

As he was talking, Wang Shimin and Wang Shiren came to the village committee.