Lin Yi searched there for a while and found that there was really nothing left. Water and fire are ruthless, they always leave nothing behind wherever they go. This is how the clues were thoroughly washed away.
The chain of evidence is also broken in this way. It seems that it is really difficult to solve a case and find the real culprit of a case.
Lin Yi didn't want to give up. Since he was not a professional criminal investigator, he had to be ten thousand times more careful than the real police.
Lin Yi was searching inside the dilapidated warehouse. Suddenly he glanced through the window of the abandoned factory warehouse and saw a figure flashing past outside.
Lin Yi was startled. If this place didn't have a special purpose, who would come here?
Could it be that the murderer came back again and was worried that Xiao Lili's body had not been completely burned and that no evidence would be left behind, so he came over to check it out?
Lin Yi immediately became nervous when he thought of these things. Could it be that the real murderer was really here? Lin Yi muttered in his heart, if that was the case, he would really be very close to the murderer.
Lin Yi saw that the figure was not tall and was a man. Because of the distance, Lin Yi's eyes were slightly short-sighted and he couldn't see clearly what his face looked like. However, his body shape looked a bit strange. He seemed to be a middle-aged and elderly man.
He looks like he is at least fifty or sixty years old.
Because his movements were not flexible, the man also noticed that Lin Yi was looking at him. So he turned around and ran away without hesitation. Could Lin Yi let him run away like this?
"Stop, who are you?" Lin Yi yelled, echoing throughout the empty warehouse.
Lin Yi didn't have any scruples now, and his eyes were a little red.
Regardless of whether he was the murderer or not, if he saw that person looking particularly suspicious, he would never let him go.
But Lin Yi found that if he jumped off the machine and chased him out of the warehouse door, it would definitely take a long time. If that were the case, the man outside would have been out of sight.
Lin Yi made a bold attempt. Anyway, he was now standing on top of the machine, very close to the window. Lin Yi kicked open the window glass and jumped out of the window.
This action was not done so smoothly by stuntmen. Lin Yi's body and face were still scratched with bloody cuts from the broken glass.
To be honest, if he hadn't worked hard, Lin Yi wouldn't have done it so smoothly. The series of actions were better than those of a special effects actor.
He jumped out of the window, rolled twice on the ground due to inertia, then got up and ran after the man.
The man running in front didn't expect that Lin Yi would move so fast and was about to rush in front of him. What could he do? Of course he ran as fast as he could in front, but this man's age was
There, my leg strength could no longer keep up, and I felt very strenuous after just a few steps.
Lin Yi is young and has a lot of energy. His current speed can probably catch up with the Olympic long-distance running champion. Lin Yi rushed towards the man like a crazy leopard.
The man was kicked from behind by Lin Yi, who flew up and kicked him on the lower back. The kick was particularly powerful. The man plopped forward and grabbed a few steps, falling to the ground. He fell so hard
It was a dog chewing shit, and the whole person was on the ground, lying on the ground with his mouth chewing on the ground.
"Who are you? Speak!"
Lin Yi stepped on the man's back to prevent him from getting up and running away again.
The middle-aged man wore a pair of highly myopic glasses on his face, and the glasses were broken.
He screamed and asked Lin Yi to step on him gently.
Lin Yi didn't take it lightly. He looked at the man in his fifties or sixties. He looked a bit like an intellectual wearing myopia glasses, but his clothes were very rustic. He also had a slovenly appearance. Why did this man look familiar? He was
Have you seen him somewhere?
"Tell me, who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man didn't say anything, and Lin Yi started to use his feet hard. Although Lin Yi had never practiced, he was still a young man and had some strength. "I, I'm not a bad person. Lin Yi, you
Put your feet down!"
The man below actually knew Lin Yi, and Lin Yi was surprised.
He pulled up the man he was stepping on from the ground. The man fell quite badly, with blood on his nose and mouth. His glasses were also broken. His appearance really seemed familiar to Lin Yi. But for a moment,
I can't remember it.
"Tell me, who are you? How do you know me?"
The man sat on the ground, straightened his clothes, and put on his glasses again.
"Look at me carefully, can't you remember?"
That person actually spoke to him in such a tone, who was he? Lin Yi looked carefully again, and the eyebrows looked very much like the same person. Who was that person? It was none other than the dead Xiao Lili.
Isn't this person the teacher Xiao who taught me physics in junior high school downstairs from my home?
"You, are you Teacher Xiao?"
Lin Yi couldn't believe his eyes. When they were in junior high school, Teacher Xiao taught them for a year. Of course Lin Yi was no stranger to Teacher Xiao, but now he hasn't seen him for nearly ten years.
And the sudden appearance of Teacher Xiao did not surprise Lin Yi.
Lin Yi helped Teacher Xiao up from the ground, only to find that Teacher Xiao's appearance had also changed a bit. His temples had turned gray, and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper. Compared with before, he was slightly fatter.
, Teacher Xiao used to have a thin figure, but now he is a bit out of shape, with the image of a slovenly and decadent middle-aged man.
Although it is said that people's appearance will change, especially for older people, it really changes every year. People age really fast, so please cherish the time now. You can't be young forever, young people
Don't waste your time, otherwise when you regret it, it will be too late.
These are all digressions. Lin Yi carefully looked at Teacher Xiao in front of him and could vaguely distinguish the outline of that year.
"Teacher Xiao, why are you here? I haven't seen you for so many years. Where have you been?"
Lin Yi didn't know why. He suddenly saw Teacher Xiao in such a state of desolation, and then thought of the tragic death of his daughter Xiao Lili just now. He felt very uncomfortable. For a moment, he didn't know how to tell Teacher Xiao about his daughter Xiao Lili.
.
Teacher Xiao sighed, "Lin Yi, alas, it's hard to explain in words! I'm looking for my daughter Xiao Lili, have you seen her?"
Teacher Xiao suddenly looked a little anxious and asked Lin Yi.
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned. He opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out.
"I, Teacher Xiao, I don't know what to tell you."
Lin Yi looked at Teacher Xiao in front of him with a look of anticipation. He seemed eager to know the whereabouts of his daughter.
Now that Teacher Xiao has found this place, it means that Teacher Xiao must know something. Otherwise, why didn't he go back to their home to find his daughter, but came to an abandoned factory in such a distant suburb to look for her?
Lin Yi's head was in a mess, but he was so eager to know what happened to his daughter that he didn't want to tell Teacher Xiao.
"Sister Lili died, and her body was burned in this abandoned factory."
Lin Yi hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to tell Teacher Xiao the truth. After all, Teacher Xiao is Xiao Lili's biological father, and he has the right to know.
In fact, when Lin Yi said those words, he could feel the change in Teacher Xiao's mood. Because when Teacher Xiao asked about his daughter, he acted very frightened and a little uneasy, and even he
Maybe he already knew the answer in his heart, but he just wanted to know the answer from Lin Yi's mouth.
After Teacher Xiao heard what Lin Yi said, he sat down on the ground again. This time, Lin Yi felt as if all the strength in Teacher Xiao's body had been drained out, and his eyes suddenly became lost.
His expression was bright, his lips were trembling, and he was mumbling to himself.
"Lili, Lili..." He murmured Xiao Lili's name repeatedly, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down his cheeks.
"Dad, I'm sorry for you!" Teacher Xiao was obviously in a state of being unable to withstand the blow. He was in so much pain that he wanted to leave this world. The kind of grief that made anyone want to cry.
Lin Yi felt uncomfortable when he saw this scene. After all, he had just identified the body at the police station in the morning and saw the tragic situation after Xiao Lili's death. Although Lin Yi had doubts about Teacher Xiao's sudden departure, but after all,
It belongs to other people's family affairs. Moreover, Lin Yi could vaguely feel it during the daily chat with Xiao Lili. In fact, Xiao Lili no longer hated her father for ruthlessly abandoning their mother and daughter, and missed her father more.
Wanted to see her father again.
Teacher Xiao is now in front of Lin Yi, but his biological daughter will never be seen again. Although Lin Yi has never experienced the pain of a white-haired person bidding farewell to a black-haired person, he can really
understand.
Lin Yi felt uncomfortable and shed a few tears. After crying for a long time, Lin Yi stopped feeling sad.
"Teacher Xiao, how did you find this place?"
Lin Yi expressed his doubts. He still couldn't figure out this question.
Teacher Xiao wiped his tears, then raised his head and thought for a moment. He took out a small note from his pocket.
"This note was placed at the door of my hotel room this morning. I opened the door and saw it, and then I ran over in a hurry. In fact, I have been secretly following my daughter Xiao Lili these past few days...
…”
Lin Yi took the note, which clearly stated that if you want to see your daughter, come to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs.
"So, Teacher Xiao, you're here?"
Lin Yi looked at the note, but there was no message left. What did calling Xiao Lili's father here mean? This note should have been written by the murderer, right?