Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 155
Following his words, Meng Yao nodded, and asked Zhang Dongxu as he walked up to him.

"Have you looked at the back door, is there any other way to leave besides the door?"

Blinking his eyes, Zhang Dongxu followed her gaze and looked towards the other side, and he didn't speak until he understood what she meant.

"Look, I took people around the back door."

"Not to mention, the door of this old community is just a decoration, look over there~"

Stretching out his hand, Zhang Dongxu pointed to the fence of the opposite community that was in line with them.

"The previous walls of this kind of community were all made of iron fences, so after so many years, some places are rotten, and people can pass by with a light kick."

Following the direction he pointed, Meng Yao saw that there was a gap at the opposite corner that could pass two adults.

Pursing her lips, Meng Yao began to think, her eyeballs could barely move, making people who didn't know think she was in a daze!

The other three stood quietly and waited for her, studying the opposite environment like her from time to time.

A dilapidated iron fence, a back door without security guards.

The residential building inside is only five stories high, and above that is a rooftop.

In the buildings in the early days, solar water heaters were collectively installed later, and the water was still used in pressure tank storage tanks.

Meng Yao looked at the neighborhood opposite with indifferent eyes. With the help of the light, he could no longer see the distance. Even the water heater on the roof of the building could only see a rough shadow.

Meng Yao, "Let's go, let's visit Zhao Cheng's house."

Afterwards, the four of them entered the community together.

At this time, office workers have just eaten at home, and the elderly and children who are not at work are gathering and chatting downstairs just after eating.

Seeing the crowd, Zhang Dongxu began to arrange tasks. He motioned to two other police officers, a man and a woman, "Xiao Liu and Xiao Zhang, go to those old men and women to inquire about the relationship between Zhao Cheng and Liu Songwen."

"it is good."

"clear."

Watching the two walk away, Meng Yao and Zhang Dongxu continued walking towards Zhao Cheng's house.

Because they were all wearing casual clothes, no one noticed even if they entered Zhao Cheng's apartment building.

Meng Yao looked back at a few people sitting in the shade sitting at the door of the unit, and asked Zhang Dongxu in a low voice.

"Didn't you come here before? They haven't seen you?"

Otherwise, seeing them go upstairs is like watching a thief.

Look, there is still an aunt peeking at them now!

Smiling, Zhang Dongxu explained to her in a low voice, "We came during the day before, and we were still wearing police uniforms at that time."

"At that time, they only cared about the clothes on us, but they also cared about what you looked like!"

Nodding, Meng Yao followed him up to the fourth floor.

Taking out the key, Zhang Dongxu opened the door and turned on the light, and the two took out their pistols, one left and one right, and walked in in a defensive posture.

Finally, after checking all the rooms and confirming that there is no danger, the two began to relax and start looking for clues.

After closing the entrance door, Meng Yao stood at the door and looked at the furnishings of the entire living room.

A set of simple fabric sofas, and an ordinary coffee table covered the entire desktop in a mess.

There is no TV on the bare TV wall, just a TV cabinet, which is also full of things.

"Zhao Cheng's life is really casual!"

Finally, Meng Yao made a pertinent evaluation of the whole room.

Zhang Dongxu, who had specially learned about Zhao Cheng's situation, added in real time, "He moved here three years ago, and it is said that he was alone when he came here."

(End of this chapter)