"What do you want to say?" Ling Fei asked, Ning Fan looked like he already knew everything.
Ning Fan looked at the time and said with a smile: "Sister Feifei, let's have some lunch. We just had some wontons in the morning?"
"No, let's understand the matter first before talking."
"Sister Feifei, it's not urgent at this time. You can get a collection warrant first. It also takes time." Ning Fan said.
"Okay, don't fool me. If nothing happens then you will be finished."
"Hehe, no problem!"
............
At six o'clock, Ning Fan and Ling Fei arrived at the high-end community and immediately surrounded the house where Tian Li lived.
"Ning Fan, is this the scene of the first crime?" Ling Fei asked.
"Well, that's right, and the murderer is someone other than Zhao Quan."
"What do you mean?"
Ling Fei was puzzled. She felt that Ning Fan had hidden a lot from her, but she felt like everything was under his control.
"It's just a guess. We'll know once we go in and take a look."
"Go in and search!"
"yes!"
Ling Fei personally led the team in. They just searched and knocked on the door, but how could Tian Li continue to live here.
"No one, pick the lock!"
"yes!"
Professional police officers immediately opened the lock, but after more than ten minutes of work, the lock-opening equipment was not as effective as Ning Fan's wire.
After entering the living room, there was nothing wrong. Ling Fei led people up to the second floor. Something was wrong here, so it was cleaned up.
Even the mattresses were erected against the wall, and Ling Fei asked those who came in to prepare to protect the scene.
Logically speaking, this is the master bedroom. Tian Li often lives here, but now it is tidied up as if it were moving. It's strange that there is nothing wrong with it.
Ning Fan did not go in, but watched them looking for clues.
When Ling Fei walked over and turned the mattress over, she frowned and said, "There are a lot of blood stains here. Come over quickly to extract them and carefully check every corner of the room?"
"yes!"
Ning Fan felt that there was no need to say anything more and said: "Sister Feifei, how about we go check out the surveillance?"
"Um!"
The two came to the surveillance of the community. Because it is a high-end community, the security measures are in place.
I retrieved the night when the deceased was confirmed to have died, and after playing it again, there was nothing unusual and it was very peaceful.
But the calmer the situation became, Ning Fan felt that something was wrong. In order to ensure nothing went wrong, Ning Fan also took out the one from the day before yesterday.
"Ning Fan, I wonder if this piece of surveillance has been deleted?" Ling Fei said.
"Yes, the incident the night before yesterday was indeed edited out. Zhao Quan, who was once an actor, had a software for editing videos on his computer."
"But how can I get this deleted video back?"
Ning Fan smiled and said: "Nothing is impossible on the Internet. Do I need a high-precision computer?"
"Okay, I'll get it for you right away."
Soon, a high-precision computer and the required data cables were delivered to Ning Fan.
After Ning Fan leisurely connected the computer to the community's secure computer, he began to type quickly on the keyboard with both hands.