Chapter 177 Facing Live (Seeking Subscribe)

Zheng Huaen's residence is located in the northern area of ​​Lingcheng. One of the houses is not an ordinary private household, but the houses of other foreign officials.

Well, rough understanding is the residential area of ​​civil servants distributed by Lingcheng ... Similar to Zheng Huaien, the family stays in the Central Plains, and the lonely faction often does not set up a house.

Of course, it is an official, so it is an independent courtyard.

With the rest of the courtyard, the distance is far away, and the night is rich, which facilitates Qi Ping's sneaking in.

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Two healthy shadows drifted into the yard easily.

With the help of the moonlight, Qi Ping glanced at it. This yard is really small, only one goes, the front is the main room.

At this moment, there was a dead silence, and the two waited for a moment, confirming that there was no movement, stepped on Qingshi Road, and came outside the door of the house.

"Lock it." Qi Ping glanced at the iron lock of the door, and did not try physical damage, said:

"Find a window, turn in."

Hong Jiaojiao, who had taken a bath, was relaxed and shaken, but heard the words:

"No need, let you open, look at me."

Immediately, in Qi Ping's doubtful eyes, the female Jin Yi bowed slightly, put on the door, reached out and touched her head, and pulled a metal silk from the hair circle.

Well in your hand, make a shape, plug in the lock hole, debug it, and lift your wrist.

"Click."

Locked ...

Qi Ping looked at each other, the surprise was very extremely, and whispered:

"Do you still know this skill? Why don't I know?"

Hong Jiaojiao raised Liu Ye's eyebrows proudly, and finally pulled back a city under the situation where Qi Ping was fully suppressed:

"I will be too much, you don't know."

Qi Ping's thumbs up:

"Great girl, elbow, enter the house."

Nympho

The two drilled into the room and closed the door with a backhand.

The house was dark, Qi Ping had been prepared for a long time, and a black cloth was pulled out from the back waist, covering the door of the room.

Hong Jiaojiao took out candles and fire folds and ignited it.

The light lighted up, and the eyes were in a small hall, one house on the left and right, the west house was empty, there were some beige debris, which belonged to the debris room.

The two looked at the East House, as usual, used the black cloth to blind the window to prevent being detected from the outside. At the same time, took out a delicate hourglass and buckled it on the window sill.

"Staring for some time, according to the previous observations, after turning twice, the patrol soldiers will come again." Qi Ping told me.

Hong Jiao's hand holds the candle and ignite the oil lamp on the table:

"I know, it's ample time. Speaking of which, what do you want to do here in the middle of the night?"

As the oil lamps were on, the darkness was like a tide, and the entire room was bright.

While observing Qi Ping, he said:

"Of course it is the investigation."

This is a bedroom and study room, with a small area and no view.

There is a bed in the corner, next to the cabinet where clothes are placed. On the white wall, a few paintings are hung. The location of the window is a set of tables and chairs.

object.

The bedding on the bed is very regular. The corners of the ground, a few pairs of shoes are placed side by side, which is extremely neat.

Investigation?

Hong Jiaojiao questioned:

"This is not the scene of the crime. Zheng Huaen ran away. What can you see when you come to his residence?"

Qi Ping glanced at her and said in a tone:

"Didn't you say that this time I came with me to study the case?

Tonight, the teacher will give you the first lesson. It is not a copy of the case to solve the case. Don't be too rigid. I did say that the importance of the investigation of the scene, but it is not that other places are not important. "

Who are you ... Hong Jiaojiao rolled his eyes, but he still raised his ears.

Qi Ping whispered:

"The high -level Northwest Army claimed that after Zheng Huaen scattered the value, he ran overnight, but the real situation, as they said, had a question mark, I came here tonight, the first thing I need to figure out is this problem."

Speaking, he stepped, walked to the bed, turned his head to look at the cabinet aside.

The lid of the wooden cabinet was opened, and there were only a few sets of clothing inside, which was chaotic, and there were obvious rollover traces.

His eyes narrowed and looked at the bed again.

On the sheets, a trace was pressed, moved away, looked at the pillow, bowed his head, and saw under the bed, and he leaned out of the shell of a bamboo cricket. It was not large. Adults were very suitable for adults with one hand.

At this moment, the box is open, and it is empty.

beside.

Hong Jiaojiao also came together, widened his eyes, looked at these seemingly ordinary objects, looked again, squatted down again, and carefully studied the lower box and said:

"There is no problem."

Qi Ping watched her interested: "Oh? What to say?"

Hong Jiaojiao got up, a little detective, analyzed:

"The wardrobe is scattered, and the box under the bed has also been pulled open.

After Zheng Huaen returned, he hurriedly cleaned up and took away the clothes and silver. He didn't even sleep.

Qi Ping was slightly surprised, and laughed:

"Yes, the performance is better than I think."

Hong Jiaojiao humblely said:

"It's okay, mainly because of this period of study ..."

Qi Ping sighed:

"Unfortunately, your speculation is completely wrong, and the wrong one is outrageous."

Hong Jiaojiao: "..."

It wo n’t give it up at all, and the female Jinyi is a bit angry:

"I said it was wrong?"

Qi Ping shook his head and sighed:

"Your thoughts are indeed in line with common sense, but in my opinion, there are several fatal problems. First, the items of this room are very neatly placed.

"What is an obsessive -compulsive disorder?" Female Jinyi aggressive.

"... Well, you can understand that the room is chaotic.

Generally speaking, the living environment of normal people is very scattered, especially a 40 or 50 -year -old man who lives alone. It should be so different, but it is obviously different here.

Place all kinds of items, as small as the paper on the desk, the shoes on the corner, the folding of the bedding ... large to the housing layout, all are neat, which is reflected, Zheng Huaen's habit is like this. "

Qi Ping explained.

Hong Jiaojiao's body bar essence:

"Maybe the servant cleaned up, or before he escaped, he just packed the house."

Qi Ping shook his head:

"When entering the house, you also watched the western house. There was no bed. Where did you come to the servant?

As for cleaning up the house, it will inevitably accompany the cleaning, but you observe the details. There is no trace of wiping of the house ornaments. It can only be said that this person is like this. "

Hong Jiaojiao is speechless.

Qi Ping continued:

"This is strange. If this person is used to this, then the clothes in the wardrobe should be very neat and right, but in fact, it is scattered, which is strange.

It's like ...

Someone deliberately turned it over and created a scene of a hurry to escape ... "

Hong Jiaojiao stunned.
To be continued...