Half an hour later, Fang Lei sat down at that person's house again.

It's still messy, with empty wine bottles, piles of cigarette butts, and a mix of foot odor and instant noodles in the air.

The only difference was that this time the puppy named Pudding was not locked up in the bathroom, but kept sniffing at his feet, as if trying to figure out what the old man was here for.

"That's enough, pudding. Come here. ”

Tao Jun said hello, and Pudding followed him to the bathroom. Then, the sound of the door closing. The poor puppy is again imprisoned in a dark, damp prison.

"It's okay, let it be here, I'm not afraid of dogs."

"Say it. What's the matter with me? ”

Tao Jun seemed to deliberately keep the dog away, as if it could understand human speech. He sat down opposite Fang Lei, took out a cigarette and lit it, but gave it to Fang Lei without courtesy.

"I'm here this time because I want to confirm something with you."

"Or the dog throwing thing, right? I already said it last time, it has nothing to do with me. ”

"I know it's nothing to do with you."

"And you're still coming to me?"

"I remember the last time I asked you, where were you when you threw the dog, and you told me you were taking a nap at home?"

"Probably."

"So, can you explain that?"

Fang Lei took out the printed photo of the video surveillance screenshot and put it in front of Tao Jun. It's a good feeling to smash evidence in front of liars.

"This person should be you, right? Although the face is not clear, the dog you are holding in your hand, if I am not mistaken, should be the pudding you just put in. ”

Tao Jun glanced at it, and did not reach for it, but smoked silently. The atmosphere froze for a moment, and finally, Tao Jun snuffed out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray like Mount Fuji.

"It's me. However, "he owes himself a debt to make his body more comfortable," doesn't this just mean that I don't have time to commit the crime? ”

"Time to commit the crime ......" Fang Lei smacked the word in his mind, and then nodded, "You're right, you really don't have the time to commit the crime." ”

"That's it."

"But what I want to ask is, since you obviously don't have the time to commit the crime, why do you lie and say that you sleep at home?"

"Did I lie?"

"What do you say? It is impossible for a normal person to tell such an unnecessary lie when questioned by the police. ”

"Maybe I'm mistaken, I was walking the dog."

"Misremembered? Less than three hours after the incident happened to me when I met you, you would have misremembered whether you were sleeping or walking your dog? ”

"Maybe I've been drinking too much lately, and I often have problems with my memory."

"Oh, it turned out to be drunken amnesia." Fang Lei made a look of sudden realization.

"Yes, Officer Fang," Tao Jun suddenly became interested at the mention of wine, pointing to the pile of beer cans on the table, "You don't usually drink much, you must drink less, this thing hurts your body too much." ”

"Then do you want to tell me that you were less than twenty meters behind the deceased at the time of the crime, and you didn't see anything?"

"Nope. I've got amnesia......"

Fang Lei stood up.

"In that case, then bother."

"Don't sit back any longer?"

"Nope. Don't bother you to drink. Fang Lei walked to the door and turned around suddenly, "Tao Jun, listen, I know you didn't tell me the truth, think about it, what is there to hide from the police." Also, from now on, I'll be keeping an eye on you, no matter what. ”

"Officer Fang, did you misunderstand me? I didn't do anything bad. ”

Fang Lei didn't speak, put on a sunhat, and walked out.

As soon as he stepped out, the door of Tao Jun's house was closed.

He walked to the elevator, pressed the down button, and began to wait. The elevator slowly climbs up from the first floor.

Only the squeaking of the elevator cable was in my ears.

Fang Lei suddenly had a feeling that a sharp and evil gaze was shooting out of the cat's eye on the door of Tao Jun's house, scanning his body.

Bite.

The elevator doors opened.

He walked in.

The elevator doors closed.

He didn't move.

In this stainless steel box, surrounded by mirrors on all sides, he silently waited for something.

Bang!

The door to the rooftop kicked open. Fang Lei walked out and walked out of the darkness to the scorching sun.

Just now, after thinking about it for a few seconds, he quickly made a decision.

He pressed the button on the 24th floor, and after going down the floor, he stepped out of the elevator, entered the fire escape, and climbed the stairs to the rooftop.

According to his last observation, the pinball lock on this roof had long since expired, so he estimated his strength, then took a few steps back, rushed up and kicked the door open.

He could have called the property manager again and opened the door with the key, but after thinking about it, he decided not to alarm the animal industry again.

Luckily, he was strong enough to kick the lock, though it was a bit of a struggle for him to release it.

The rooftop, like last time, was not only empty, but also hot.

The asphalt was a little hot from the bake, and it was still soft when you stepped on it. Standing under the scorching sun, he felt dry mouth, sweat like rain, and felt that he was about to have a heart attack, and he would faint from heat stroke after staying for long.

He lowered the brim of his hat and slowly came to the edge of the roof again, then crouched down, patiently observing the situation on the ground.

Last time, because of the door lock, he listened to the property manager and felt that it was impossible for someone to come up from above, so he didn't search too carefully.

But just now in the elevator he changed his mind for a moment. People are often led to mistakes by a preconceived impression.

For example, the first time he met Tao Jun, he thought he was odd-looking, decadent, living alone, and slanderous to his neighbors, which made him prejudiced against him, but the surveillance showed that he had no time to commit the crime at all - why did the word seem so awkward when it came out of Tao Jun's mouth - although he lied, but at least ruled out the possibility that he was the murderer.

This time, he decided to come up again to inspect the rooftop, to see if he had made the same low-level mistake.

He pulled reading glasses out of his pocket and put them on, trying to concentrate, scanning the ground in decimeters, one by one, for any clues that might arise.

Unfortunately, there were no significant findings.

It's very clean, it doesn't look like someone has come up before. He was not reconciled, so he simply knelt on the ground, put his upper body down, resisted the invasion of the heat, puffed out his cheeks, and vigorously blew away the thick dust accumulated on the asphalt.

Dust kicks up. There are no traces under the dust.

By this time, he was sweating profusely. I saw him take a deep breath, support the ground with one hand, and try to push himself up from the ground with one leg. However, at this moment, the unexpected happened.

He suddenly felt a blackness in front of him, his head tilted, and he fell to the ground.