The kitchen as a whole is as clean as any place on the first floor that Chu Long has seen. It is not dusty, but there is no mess. Even if you have never been to the bathroom, there will definitely not be any dirty or smelly places.
Condition.
"Look, there is a vague footprint on the coffee spilled on the ground. There are also footprints in front of and outside the kitchen side door leading to the backyard, but they can't be seen clearly. It's too blurry!" Upton
After the inspector walked into the kitchen, he pointed to the two most conspicuous marks and said to Corporal Lynn.
"Does existence have its traces?" Chu Long muttered.
These two marks were very conspicuous in the kitchen, and the police drew scene mark fixing lines on the outside of the two marks.
"Inspector Upton, the footprints on the coffee are not John's, are they?" Chu Long squatted on the ground and looked at the footprints, then raised his head and asked the inspector in front.
"How did you know? I only found out when I heard the police report when I entered the house just now." Upton looked at the young man in front of him and asked strangely.
Chu Long squatted down and pointed to the unclear footprints on the ground, and said to Upton: "The footprints on the coffee on the ground, if they were stepped on when the coffee was just spilled, should be relatively clear, but if they were stepped on after a while,
It will be less clear like it is now.”
Upton and Corporal Lynn looked at each other, and looked at Chu Long with doubtful eyes, as if to say so what, is this related to John's footprints?
"First: I was in front of the shoe cabinet opposite the bathroom and saw that John's leather shoes were much larger than this footprint."
"Second: I found that John's store is very clean. Even the bathroom door is not dirty at all. The shoe cabinet is spotless and the shoes are also very clean. How can such a clean person watch coffee spilled on the floor and ignore it?
I stepped on it!"
"Did you step on it accidentally?" a police officer behind him interjected.
"You should also look at the direction of these footprints first!" Chu Long pointed at the footprints in the direction of the side door of the kitchen and said to the police officer.
"The most important thing is that the owner of these shoe prints only walked out, but did not come in." Chu Long squatted on the ground and gestured with his hand over the shoe prints made on the coffee.
"Sir, maybe John changed his shoes outside and then walked in?" the police officer behind Chu Long asked again.
Before Chu Long could speak this time, Corporal Lin En suddenly said: "Look at the large area of spilled coffee stains and broken cup fragments around here. It is nearly four meters away from the kitchen door from the side door. How could he
Walk in without getting a drop of coffee."
"Or do you think John came here by standing long jump from four meters away?" Corporal Linn pointed at the side door to the kitchen door and said sarcastically.
"The way we walked in, the floor was smooth and translucent, without any dust or coffee stains. If he had changed his shoes in the yard outside, there would be no stains or dust brought in from outside on the floor." Chu Long
Looking at the police officer, he explained.
After listening to Chu Long's words, Inspector Upton's eyes suddenly became sharp. Chu Long's words made him feel like he had met his colleagues. From the beginning, his indifferent attitude became serious. He originally thought that Lin En
The young man led by the corporal was just a friendly person who wanted to know more about what happened to his friend. Unexpectedly, a job-stealer came here.
Chu Long didn't pay much attention to Inspector Upton's gaze. He just stared at the coffee on the ground and said, "Under what circumstances would a person with mysophobia ignore the ground covered with coffee stains and cup fragments?"
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"There must have been something that affected John at that time, which made him leave before he had time to clean up," Corporal Lynn said at this time.
"Corporal, the crime scene is on the second floor. Let's go up now." Inspector Upton looked at Chu Long and said to Corporal Lin.
"good."
Corporal Linn walked towards the second floor under the guidance of Inspector Upton, while Chu Long and the police officer followed behind and walked upstairs.
The stairs from the first floor to the second floor are made of wood. The top is smooth and translucent, but it can be seen that it has been paved for several years. There are slight peelings at the corners. Chu Long can see that the wooden floor must have just been paved recently.
If it's waxed, it won't be so translucent.
When they walked up the second floor, the first thing they saw was a central hall connecting the study room and the living room. When Chu Long and the others walked up, they could clearly see a beautifully made wall clock hanging on the wall opposite as they came up the stairs.
On the left side of the wall where the wall clock is, there are many oil paintings of different sizes, including figures, still lifes, wars, and landscapes. Among them is an oil painting that Chu Long recognized as being by a famous British oil painter, John Connell.
"Cornfield" by Stabler.
There are many imitations of this painting on the market. There is even one hanging in the stairwell of Yaheng's hotel. The one in John's house is also an imitation, but the quality is much higher. The artist's imitation is almost lifelike.
It was almost fake, but Chu Long knew that the fake was fake, and the real painting was now hanging in the living room of the main building of Roberts Manor.
The biggest problem with this imitation is the control of the light of the scenery. In order to express the natural scenery, Constable deepened the light and shadow of the sunlight reflected in the woods, making it brighter. However, the light of this painting is still relatively poor.
Be weaker.
In Chu Long's memory, when he was a child, the adults in his family taught him a lot about the appreciation of artworks such as oil paintings. Not only could all oil paintings be authentic, but the known ones were still reliable.
Looking at the oil painting on the wall, Chu Long thought that if it spread to the market and was encountered by those who like to collect it, it might be sold for at least 7 to 8 pounds!
"Chu, what's wrong? Did you find anything?" At this moment, Corporal Lin En, who was beside him, asked.
Because Corporal Lin En was walking in front, he walked around the room after going upstairs. He was thinking about whether he should report what happened here to Dean Charles. He didn't pay attention to what Chu Long was doing. When he came back to his senses, he found Chu Long
I was in a daze at the oil paintings at the top of the stairs, so I walked over to see if I had discovered anything new.
"It's nothing, I just didn't expect John to be an oil painting collector!" Chu Long took his eyes back from the oil paintings and looked at Corporal Linn and said.
"You are right, Chu. I just discovered that there are some good oil paintings here." After Chu Long mentioned it, Corporal Lin En looked at the oil paintings on the wall carefully and found that several of them were indeed good.
At this time, the police officer behind him suddenly said: "Corporal, you are wrong. These paintings were collected by John's wife who died of stomach cancer."
"I heard from the neighbors that after John's wife died, John kept the belongings very well and cleaned them frequently."
"How did the neighbors know?"
"When John went out to do business, he arranged for hourly workers to clean it regularly, and then people living nearby learned about it." The police officer told what he learned.