Forensic without kites

Chapter 120 Blood on the Nib (23)

It took great pains to find a suspicious person from BJ's huge monitoring system.

Even though the investigation criminal police had a lot of experience, when the pointer went round and round, they still didn't find anything.

The night was hazy and rainy.Pedestrians were all wearing raincoats, none of them particularly eye-catching.

The pointer goes to 5.

"stop!"

A low drink.

The investigative detective's fingertips that were still typing on the keyboard immediately stopped in mid-air.

Several people's eyes stopped on the huge screen.

In a rather remote neighborhood, a black Toyota was turning its head sideways, ready to drive away.

Gu Jingnian frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Go back!"

When the investigator heard his deep, extremely magnetic voice, the fatigue in his heart dissipated immediately.

On the huge high-definition screen, in the darkness of the night, a tall, thin figure in a black windbreaker flashed out from the corner of an alley.His footsteps were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he opened the car door and got in.

The pitch-black Toyota quickly disappeared into the night.

"Zoom in on this guy."

The investigating criminal policeman looked embarrassed: "Captain, the current road monitoring and coverage system in our country can only distinguish the gender and clothing of pedestrians to the current level."

It can be clearly seen that on the screen is a young man.He is tall, at least 1.8 meters.He was about 25 years old, wearing a black windbreaker with an indistinct brand.

But one thing is for certain—he is a man of good mobility, not a handicapped man.

"What's the monitoring time now?"

"Three fifty-eight in the morning."

"Calculate the distance from the library to the parking lot."

"8 minutes."

Gu Jingnian fell silent.The street where the suspect appeared was two blocks from the National Library.Assuming that he is the murderer, coming down from the second floor of the National Library, he must cross the two streets very carefully to avoid attracting the attention of vehicles and pedestrians.Considering that the weather was raining and the road was slippery during this period, it took him at least 15 minutes to reach the parking lot and drive the car away.

He raised the watch on his wrist, but the sword eyebrows on his face frowned even deeper.The time of death of the deceased was about three o'clock in the morning, but the murderer only spent 8 minutes walking this distance.

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, opened the screen with his hand, found the address book, and clicked on Zhang Ziqian's number.

His white jade-like fingertips froze, and he suddenly grinned his thin lips and smiled lowly.

The investigating criminal next to him heard his mocking laughter and was a little puzzled: "Captain, what are you laughing at? The suspect's walking time has been shortened, and the monitoring point near the library only captured his back. The key to the library. There is such a possibility that the suspect may have a good relationship with a certain administrator of the library. Maybe we can cut in from this point and take a look."

The expensive watch on his wrist was straightened by the man. Gu Jingnian lowered his head and said casually: "It is impossible for a murderer who is playing hide-and-seek with you to leave any clues for the police so easily. How to enter the library There are many, and having a key is just one of many ways."

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the suit jacket that was draped over the chair, put it on, and strode out.

The days in BJ's winter are very short, and it's barely past five o'clock, and the twilight has already faded.

Wu Yuan was just about to go out for dinner after get off work, but she saw Gu Jingnian walking straight with a sullen face.

She glanced at him calmly, then turned around slowly, raised her legs and walked out.

His steps were really vigorous, and he quickly passed her.

"have already eaten?"

His deep, yet extremely magnetic voice came.

She was slightly stunned, but said honestly, "I haven't eaten yet."

Compared with her expressionless response, he didn't have any extra ups and downs. He passed her, and in his vigorous steps, the black windbreaker fluttered in the wind, rustling and reflecting into her unwavering pupils.

She heard a thud in the heart lake, as if something had been thrown into it.

(End of this chapter)