riddle

Song Zhiyue and Chu Han came to Lan Yan's house again to relive the scene.

This is what Han Nuoshang ordered them to come back again, he said that there might be something missing here.

Their captain is really competent enough, even if they ask for leave, they don't forget to assign tasks to everyone.

"Tell me, what kind of person is Lan Yan's guest that day?" Song Zhiyue opened the door and walked in. "What kind of person is worthy of such an exquisite makeup?"

Although Lan Yan's body was frozen, her cosmetics were of good quality, and they were not damaged at all after thawing out. When Bai Yinchen showed the autopsy photos to everyone, her makeup was so exquisite that it made people speechless explain.

Chu Han shrugged: "Don't ask me this question, I don't wear makeup, so I should ask you, right?"

"Huh? Why do you ask me?" Song Zhiyue was puzzled. Although she could also make up, did it have anything to do with Lan Yan?

"What kind of situation do you usually put on makeup?"

Chu Han turned back and tossed around the door for a while. After verification by the forensics department, there was no trace of wiping on the doorknob, nor any fingerprint information. The murderer had been prepared for a long time.

People never thought of letting her live, but she still pretended to put on a delicate makeup to welcome his arrival and the arrival of the god of death.

But...Chu Han put his gaze on the door frame. It seemed that something had been installed here, but it had been removed now.

Song Zhiyue pondered for a while: "When I put on makeup, I usually go shopping. I haven't put on much makeup at home."

Let alone at home, even in the criminal investigation team, I have never seen her put on makeup.

Chu Han: "That is to say, they have been transformed at home, right? What kind of circumstances are they?"

Song Zhiyue: "It's not a big deal, even if the guests are here, it's not good to just face them like that, so I put on some light makeup."

"Then what kind of person do you think can make her put on such an exquisite makeup?" Chu Han lifted his legs and walked towards the bathroom.

"It's very likely that it's a lover. After all, women are the ones who please themselves!" Song Zhiyue hurriedly chased after her, and said after a pause, "And this lover must have a certain social status, so I can ask Chen Yi to check her social status."

"I don't think it's possible to find out."

The reason why Lan Yan killed Yang Song was because she was bewitched, and if she didn't do it sooner or later, why did she have to do it now?

It is more likely that Lan Yan met that person only recently, and then quickly developed into a lover, which is why what happened later happened.

And these things are fermented in secret, so no one will know the relationship between them, nor who that person is.

Song Zhiyue was about to feel a little discouraged: "Then what should I do? I can't get stuck here again."

"That's not necessarily the case. Take a look in this living room, is there anything different?"

After hearing what he said, Song Zhiyue looked around...and found nothing wrong.

"Do you still remember Lan Yan's psychological state that Hongxue analyzed?"

Song Zhiyue nodded.

Ying Hongxue said that Lan Yan's almost obsessive state towards Gu Qiyu has developed to the extreme, and then caused her obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Everything placed in her room is related to a certain extent, and they are all in a unified series. There are almost no different series of items, just like her heart, which cannot accommodate others except Gu Qiyu.

Song Zhiyue thought of Ying Hongxue's analysis, and was a little puzzled. If she really couldn't let it go, why did she bring that person back to her home and put on makeup on purpose?Could it be that the dead Gu Qiyu came back to life?How can it be!

"Why are you in a daze?" Chu Han reached out and knocked her on the head.

"So? What did you find?"

"Look at that."

Song Zhiyue looked in the direction of Chu Han's finger, a gray handkerchief was stacked squarely on the table.

"What's wrong with the handkerchief?" Song Zhiyue still couldn't understand.

"The layout of this room and other furniture are all blue and white, and they are all in a series." Chu Han looked around, paused and continued, "But this handkerchief is not, you see, this handkerchief is so Fangzheng is neatly stacked there, and it doesn't look like it was brought by the murderer!"

That kind of stacking method is more suitable for Lan Yan who has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Song Zhiyue nodded clearly.

"The position of this handkerchief is also very subtle." Chu Han touched his chin, turned around and said to Song Zhiyue, "Go find a place where you can't see this handkerchief."

Although Song Zhiyue was puzzled, she still followed what he said, only to find that—whether it was at the door, on the balcony or anywhere, as long as she looked this way, she would definitely see the handkerchief. Angle.

"Have you found it?"

Song Zhiyue nodded: "The position of this handkerchief is really particular."

"She should have shown it to the murderer on purpose." Chu Han said, "It is very possible that the murderer has something to do with this handkerchief, and Lan Yan is trying to curry favor with him."

The identity of the person who can make Lan Yan want to please is not simple.

Song Zhiyue: "Shall we take this handkerchief back for testing?"

"It's useless. I don't think the murderer will leave his mark here."

It is very likely that the murderer didn't notice this veil at all at the time. After all, women's little thoughts are sometimes really difficult to understand.

Therefore, this handkerchief should not have had real contact with the murderer, and its connection with the murderer is likely to have some other indirect connection.

"Go and check the source of this handkerchief, maybe you will find something."

Song Zhiyue nodded, took a photo and sent it to Lin Chenyi, and then put the handkerchief into the evidence bag.

Chu Han walked out unsteadily, looked at the door of Lan Yan's neighbor next door, and knocked on it.

After a while, the door of the room was opened, and a down-and-out greasy middle-aged man blocked the door and cast a glance at Chu Han.

"What's up?"

Song Zhiyue also came over, looked at the middle-aged man, and then at the people around her - Chu Han was indeed very handsome.

"Yo, pretty girl." The middle-aged man also saw Song Zhiyue, laughed and blew a whistle.

Song Zhiyue didn't seem to have any intention of being annoyed. Instead, she showed him a big smile, and took out her ID two seconds later: "I'm a policeman."

The middle-aged man's face instantly became colorful, he swallowed his saliva and took a step back, reaching out to slam the door shut.

As soon as Chu Han raised his hand, the door was firmly stuck in its original position, and the middle-aged man couldn't close it no matter how hard he tried.

Although he was not as good as Han Nuoshang, Chu Han was still one of the best fighters in the city bureau, and he was more than enough to deal with such a middle-aged man.

Song Zhiyue was looking at him harmlessly: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not, I'm not. I don't have anything to be afraid of!" The middle-aged man tried again, but the door still didn't budge. "I'm a legal citizen. If you do this, I can sue you for violent law enforcement."

"Violent law enforcement?" Chu Han frowned, "Did I hit you? Or did I kick you?"

I don't know if it's because he has mixed up with Gu Ci too much, but Chu Han has also mastered that threatening dark tone.

"I..." The middle-aged man was speechless, searched the vocabulary in his mind, and finally thought of a word, "I can also sue you for trespassing."

The two looked at each other. It seems that they have never said that they want to go in. There is no silver 300 taels here.

"Originally we just wanted to ask you a question, but now we feel that it is necessary to check what is hidden in your so-called private house."

Song Zhiyue took a step forward. In terms of height, Song Zhiyue, a girl who was more than 1.6 meters tall, was half a head shorter than that middle-aged man, but in terms of momentum, it was obvious that Song Zhiyue was a head taller than that man.

The middle-aged man was startled, and involuntarily took two steps back, and the two walked in.

The room was covered with all kinds of yellow posters, which were simply unsightly. Song Zhiyue looked at the middle-aged man with another word besides greasy - that is obscene.

"Xiao Chuzi, should we contact the anti-pornography team?"

The middle-aged man obviously turned pale when he heard those three words, and he almost knelt down for the two of them.

"Don't, the two police officers let me go, I know I was wrong."

Song Zhiyue kept a certain distance from this person very hard to explain.

"No need to contact the anti-pornography team!"

Chu Han suddenly interjected a word, and the middle-aged man's eyes brightened up.

"Just take it back to the criminal investigation team. There are some things to ask him. After asking, just send it to the anti-pornography team downstairs."

The middle-aged man's face turned pale in an instant.

In the criminal investigation team's office, Chu Han handed the computer to Lin Chenyi.

"The owner of this computer has the habit of peeping. He should have installed a camera at Lan Yan's house, but those images have been deleted. See if you can restore them."

"It's okay, leave it to me." Lin Chenyi took over the computer and immediately started to get busy.

In the interrogation room, Ying Hongxue and Song Zhiyue were interrogating.

"What is your name?"

"Wang Shang."

Song Zhiyue and Song Zhiyue raised their eyebrows and looked at each other. It's really wicked to get this name.

Wang Shang has probably never seen such young and beautiful girls as Ying Hongxue and Song Zhiyue in his life, and his eyes are almost glued to them.

"Have you seen enough?" Ying Hongxue met his eyes, "Does it look good?"

"Good-looking, good-looking."

Song Zhiyue was so angry that she really dared to answer, she almost couldn't help but jumped up and beat him up. To some extent, Ying Hongxue was equivalent to her idol sister. Song Zhiyue really couldn't stand someone looking at him like this. she.

Ying Hongxue took her hand and patted it lightly to calm her down.

"Staring at a girl with a boyfriend is going to hurt you a lot. You know that too well."

Ying Hongxue looked at the scar on his hand with a smile. Lin Chenyi had just passed all the information on this person, so naturally there was also information on this scar.

This was left after he stared at other people's girlfriends with deadly eyes and was beaten up.

"How do you know?" Wang Shang subconsciously covered his scar, which really left a lot of shadows on him.

"You don't care how I know." Ying Hongxue's eyes dimmed, "Just to let my boyfriend know that you looked at me with such eyes..."

Ying Hongxue didn't say anything, but Wang Shang's face was ashen.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, you let him have a lot of adults, don't care about people like me." Wang Shangmiao counseled.

"Don't worry, my boyfriend won't hit people." After all, he may not be able to beat others. "But, he plays computer very well. If he is unhappy alone, how many people will be online in the future?" Pick you up, and then how many people will come to you in reality...then it's unknown."

Is Lin Chenyi this kind of person?I really don't know. After all, he is a slave to his wife, so he can still do something without breaking the law.

At this time, Lin Chenyi, who was working hard in the office and didn't know anything, said, "It's ok, come and take a look."

Chu Han took the computer he handed over, and there were a few blurry images inside. Wang Shang's camera was already quite inferior, and the location of the camera was so special that it was difficult to describe it.

This should be the place where Chu Han found something wrong with the door frame.

Wang Shang is probably quite cowardly, he only dared to install the camera on the door frame, the height just reached the private parts of the girl's upper body, but this image is only the flashing shot of Lan Yan when she enters and exits the house.

"Look at this man, he has been in and out of Lan Yan's house several times." Lin Chenyi's surveillance video freezes, pointing to a blurry figure above.

To be precise, it wasn't even a figure, only the man's clothes from the abdomen to the ribs were photographed, nothing else.

This camera is equipped with monitoring equipment, but the quality of the monitoring equipment is also very poor.

"……You came."

"Um!"

"come in……"

"it is good."

The voice was very indistinct. If it wasn't for the content of the speech, it is very likely that there is no way to tell who said it.

"The clothes seem to be of good quality." Chu Han pointed to the clothes of the man in the surveillance.

"It's a famous brand. If I remember correctly, the vice team seems to have shirts of this brand. It is said that they are quite expensive."

But it's not normal if it's not expensive, after all, he is Mr. Gu, the richest man in Yuan City.

Chu Han: "This murderer is still a very rich man."

Lin Chenyi could only nod his head: "There is also that handkerchief, which is actually a brand under Liu's, and it is a new product recently launched by Miyu."

Now Wang Shang only has the ability to cry for his father and mother, begging his two aunts to let him go.

"I still have elderly parents to take care of at home, two goddesses, goddesses, please let me go."

Song Zhiyue frowned visibly, and when it came to this person's parents, she became even angrier.

Wang Shang doesn't have a job, and his daily expenses are all supported by his parents' pension funds. A typical old-fashioned family, it's a waste of social food to keep.

Ying Hongxue: "So can you answer our questions properly now?"

"Yes, yes, what you want to know, I will tell you all, absolutely everything."

Ying Hongxue winked at Song Zhiyue, asking her to follow up, while Ying Hongxue was observing his performance.

"Do you know who the man who appeared several times at Lan Yan's house is?"

"Who is Lan Yan?"

Wang Shang looked confused, Ying Hongxue glanced at him, confirmed that he was not lying, and then nodded to Song Zhiyue.

"The neighbor who you installed a camera on the door frame." Song Zhiyue was really convinced that she didn't even know her neighbor's name.

"Oh, she!" Wang Shang thought for a while, "There is such a man who has been here several times, but I don't know him, and I haven't seen him, but once I heard them chatting... My female neighbor is called He's always fierce or something."

Ying Hongxue and Song Zhiyue looked at each other, did he mean the general manager surnamed Meng?So is there anyone in this world with the surname Meng?Or maybe Wang Shang got it wrong, it actually means something else!

"Why did you delete all the images about Lan Yan from the computer?"

"Didn't I hear that my neighbor died, and I was afraid that you would come to my door..."

Who knows, he came to the door after all, he had already removed the tiny camera and monitoring equipment on the door frame before.

All the work of moving was done by Han Nuoshang, and Gu Ci sat in the living room as an uncle the whole time and observed the surrounding environment...

After all the things that needed to be moved were moved, Han Nuoshang was drawing something on the other side of the sofa, which was said to be something that Gu Ci could not see.

Gu Ci didn't care either, he wasn't very curious, what he wanted to know more was where the bottle of wine Han Nuoshang was talking about was now! Anyway, he has been suspended for a while now, even if he drank it, no one would know.

"Don't look for it, you won't find it."

Gu Ci glanced at him in surprise, and said, "Why?"

"Because there's no such bottle."

"You lied to me?" Gu Ci narrowed his eyes.

"Even if I lied to you, you still don't want to come here, don't forget why you moved here." Han Nuoshang put down the pen in his hand, showing a calculated smile.

"..." Gu Ci leaned against the sofa as if resigned to his fate, not wanting to speak.

Han Nuoshang smiled, lowered his head and continued to toss something on the piece of paper. As for the wine that he told Gu Ci before, of course he had it, but it was hidden in a very hidden place. Gu Ci was not Sakura. Hongxue, Han Nuoshang didn't believe he could find that one.

At this time, several people from the criminal investigation team who stayed behind also sent messages.

Gu Ci read all the information they got, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said why did Liu Yue find him all of a sudden! How come there are so many encounters in this world, they are all calculated, and they are calculated to his own head on.

Gu Ci: "While attacking me, they are showing kindness to me. They really treat me well, so it's easy to handle."

Suddenly remembered what Rongmu said to him that day, since it was the case, he didn't mind tearing down Mrs. Liu, just as the upper class in Xian City should have a change of blood, don't always have people come to find him without knowing their lives trouble.

Han Nuoshang glanced at him, but didn't say anything, he believed that Gu Ci could handle his affairs well.

"If I'm not mistaken, the person Wang Shang is talking about is Meng Zhong."

Han Nuoshang looked up at him: "Is there any basis?"

"He is the spokesperson for the new handkerchief that Miyu released, and he should be Lan Yan's favorite type. His appearance... has two points similar to my father."

Han Nuoshang nodded: "Alright then, I'll find someone to bring this Meng Zhong back to the bureau tomorrow and ask him about it."