Neverland

"Then do you want to summon him?" Yan Cen asked.

Xu Muzhou frowned, a little embarrassed.He hates dealing with this kind of public figure who often appears in the eyes of the masses, besides, Qi Yuan is not just an ordinary rich man, he is the face of Shanghai's economy.Xu Muzhou is not afraid that summoning this kind of person will bring trouble to him, but if he summons Qi Yuan, his elite lawyers in suits and leather shoes will come here like hounds smelling blood, and then put this The Great God protects it completely.

So Xu Muzhou didn't want to scare the snake if it wasn't necessary.

So Xu Muzhou shook his head and said, "I'll go and see the scene again."

"Now?" Yan Cen asked.

"En." Xu Muzhou said as he drank the cup of slightly hot coffee, then picked up the key on the table, walked around the desk, and picked up his coat from the sofa.

Yan Cen was taken aback by his resolute demeanor. Although Xu Muzhou had always regarded himself as a "hard worker", Yan Cen had never seen him doing things alone.

In Neverland, although Yan Cen will intentionally or unintentionally hand over the task leadership to Xu Muzhou, but that is different after all, it is a kind of "leading" under Yan Cen's escort.But in this world, "Yan Forensic Doctor" is hindered by his identity and personality, Xu Muzhou has become a real rhythm controller. Although Yan Cen can guide him in details, he can only be passive. to match his pace.

Fortunately, Xu Muzhou, who took the lead alone, was not only keen, but also very assertive, and his ability to act and make decisions was very good.

Yan Cen blinked, feeling a little sense of relief for no reason.

But appreciation is one thing, but Yan Cen is not at ease. He ran to the scene of the crime at night-Xu Muzhou himself was in the mountains, and he only thought that this was another case in his career. Yan Cen knew about it. But he has much more information than him, so how dare he let him blunder around in the dragon's pool and tiger's lair alone.

"The investigators can't search for evidence alone - I'll go with you." Yan Cen said: "If there are any other discoveries about the corpse, I can still help you along the way."

Xu Muzhou had already reached the door, but when he heard the words, he turned his head in doubt and asked, "Are you not off work?"

Yan Cen choked, unable to understand normal people's survival instinct of "getting off work one minute earlier and never delaying it for one second", so he shook his head honestly.

"I have nothing to do when I go home." Yan Cen was afraid that Xu Muzhou would disagree, so he imitated Xu Muzhou's original tone and added a sentence as appropriate: "Work makes people fulfilled."

"Very good, very enlightened." Xu Muzhou turned back, patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Next time there is a model worker selection, I will vote for you."

Yan Cen: "..."

Thank you, what a real inspiration.

So Yan Cen didn't even go back to change his clothes, and followed Xu Muzhou out in front of the white coat. Fortunately, Xu Muzhou was born with a "weak" filter for "college students" like them who wear glasses and sit in the office. Before going out, he picked up an unknown down jacket from the big office outside and threw it into Yan Cen's arms.

There was not much traffic jam on the road at night, so Xu Muzhou took the time to report the progress of the investigation to their small group while waiting for the red light, and within five seconds, he received several sentences from all directions, "Brother Xu!" Thanks for your hard work."

Xu Kang's death was too tragic, it was considered a vicious case, the entire Criminal Investigation Team No. [-] will not be able to get off work tonight, and Xu Muzhou is not missing. He took advantage of the last five seconds of the countdown at the red light He replied "Comrades have worked hard", then threw the phone into the clasp, and took advantage of the opportunity to add a file.

The security guard in Jiahe District recognized his face very well. Xu Muzhou's car came once in the morning and he remembered it, and he lifted the pole without asking.

"I've read the inspection report." Xu Muzhou said as he walked, "The painting was indeed drawn with Xu Kang's blood, and it should be that the murderer didn't escape—it's a pity that his fingerprints were not found on the easel."

"He is very careful." Yan Cen said: "Didn't he also find his footprints?"

"It's still there - a very shallow shoe print was extracted at the door of the bathroom, and it was not so obvious because it was not stained with blood." Xu Muzhou shook his head: "Compared the trace inspection with the one extracted in the elevator. Those half muddy footprints are very similar, they are not Xu Kang's own, and they don't match Qi Yuan's shoe prints."

"The murderer has been to Xu Kang's bathroom?" Yan Cen asked: "Didn't it mean that the murderer did it in the living room after entering the house...they also communicated in the house?"

"I tend to be an afterthought." Xu Muzhou said in a deep voice, "Half of the footprint is inside the door, and half is outside the door. In Xu Kang's bathroom, there is a sink next to the door. So I guess, he may have finished painting , and then wash your hands."

The murderer knocked on the door of Xu Kang's room in the middle of the night——Xu Kang is a socially repulsive painter, and it should not be easy to become his acquaintance.Perhaps the murderer was still smiling, and politely obtained the permission of the master before entering his house.

Xu Kang probably didn't expect that what he put in with his own hands was not a friend, but a killing god.The murderer played with him like a cat and a mouse for a long time, and finally gave him a good time mercifully, then smashed his internal organs, used something to catch his blood, and leisurely returned to the tool that Xu Kang relied on for a living. Draw the label of his own crime on it.

After finishing all this, the murderer leisurely walked into the bathroom, washed the blood off his hands, and dried them carefully.

Xu Muzhou frowned, feeling an instinctive discomfort.

——Is the murderer's killing process a bit too natural?

Killing people is not killing chickens or pigs. Normal people are bound by moral education and legal cognition, and they will instinctively feel fear when killing people.To be able to do so neatly and calmly, either it is the first time a novice kills, or the psychological quality is extremely strong.

"You will catch him." Yan Cen pressed the elevator button and said, "The perpetrators will be brought to justice."

"Of course." Xu Muzhou came back to his senses, and replied: "... definitely."

2401 still maintained the appearance that they left in the morning, Xu Muzhou put on his gloves, and patted on the living room light by the door.

The brightness of Xu Kang's living room lights was almost none, so dim that it was no better than a small night light. Xu Muzhou raised his head to look, only to find that six of the nine bulbs in the ceiling light had been extinguished, and only three were left. This poor little light bulb is dying.

Xu Muzhou sighed and closed it again.

The bloodstains left by Xu Kang in this room are as ugly as a slaughter scene, and the effect of luminol is so spectacular that Xu Muzhou felt that he was almost blinded by the blue-white fluorescent light.

Compared with the daytime, the fluorescence of the solvent reaction will be more obvious in this dark night. Xu Muzhou clicked on the pictures saved in the mobile phone, and compared Qi Yuan's shoe prints taken during the day with the footprints on the ground.

Qi Yuan had more than one footprint—judging from the fluorescent traces, he not only entered room 2401, but also went around the bedroom, and found that there were traces of his footprints in the bedroom and bathroom of the corpse.

Xu Muzhou turned on the toilet light, and the white light suddenly lit up, and the blue fluorescent light on the ground disappeared immediately.

The tiles on the toilet floor were clean, and there was no blood even in the seams of the tiles.

"He did come in." Xu Muzhou squatted halfway in the corner of the toilet, pinched the damp old-fashioned mop with two fingers and rummaged through it, and found blood traces on the innermost layer as expected.

"Qi Yuan accidentally stepped on the blood, and then cleaned up the traces himself." Xu Muzhou turned his head, looked at Yan Cen by the door, and asked, "Is there any solvent left?"

Yan Cen knew that he would have such a question, so he was ready, Xu Muzhou thanked him, held the handle of the mop down, sprayed it up and down, and waited for the solvent to react.

It's just a pity that apart from the cloth for wiping the floor, there are no bloody fingerprints left on the handle of the mop.

Xu Muzhou stood up, took out an evidence bag and a roll of tape from his pocket, glued it around the handle of the mop a few times, and then stuffed the tape into the evidence bag.

The footprints extracted by the trace inspection at the entrance were only covered with some dust, which should have been stained by Qi Yuan when he first entered the door, and they were not disposed of together.It's just because the shoe print cannot confirm the time left, so it can't be counted as valid evidence.But now it's different with these bloodstained ones, Xu Muzhou took off his gloves and went out, calling out Zhang Yue's phone number and waving his hand to signal Yan Cen that he can go out.

Yan Cen packed his things and went out first to wait for him.

Xu Muzhou tilted his head and clamped the phone, while re-sealing the seal, he politely told Zhang Yue on the phone to ask Mr. Qi to "cooperate with the investigation".

Before he finished talking on the phone, the door of the room opposite 2401 suddenly opened, and a huge white Samoyed rushed out from the room of 2403, the dog leash around his neck was flying in the wind, freely.

There are three households on this floor, and the corridor is so narrow. The Samoyed was one meter high, and one of them bumped into Yan Cen's leg when he started, knocking himself to pieces.

"Oh, I'm really sorry." A young boy came out after him, hurriedly grabbed the collar on the dog's neck, pulled the dog back, and apologized again and again: "Did you hit you?"

Yan Cen glanced at the dog. For some reason, the dog was so frightened that it whimpered with its tail between its legs. It forgot to be a monster, and kept struggling in the dog's owner's hands, trying to drag the person back.

The dog owner didn't know why, so he scolded.

"No." Yan Cen said, "It's all right."

Xu Muzhou hung up the phone, cleaned up the door of the servant's room, and prepared to call Yan Cen back.However, when he moved like this, the dog owner saw him and realized that he was coming from the door of 2401, and his face suddenly changed slightly.

Xu Muzhou has been in the industry for many years, and he is too familiar with this expression. He felt it up and down, took out his police officer ID card from the inner pocket of his coat, and waved it in front of the dog owner.

"The police." Xu Muzhou said.

The dog owner breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said without words: "Hey, you guys are here again? It's been hard—"

The boy originally wanted to ease the embarrassing atmosphere of misunderstood others, who knew that the speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it, Xu Muzhou's expression darkened, and he exchanged a glance with Yan Cen.

"What do you mean 'here we come again'?" Xu Muzhou asked, "When did you see us here?"

"Didn't you just come here once, a female police officer." The boy looked at him blankly: "You even knocked on the door of my house—"

The boy turned his head, pointed at the door of room 2403, and continued: "My girlfriend opened the door at the time, and she asked my girlfriend if she had seen any suspicious people wandering around in the past two days."

Xu Muzhou was absolutely sure that apart from his whim coming again, the entire second team was still out there, not to mention the "female police officer."

There's no good in pretending to be a police officer, Xu Muzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he said sharply, "What did you tell her—what about your girlfriend!"