A shot in Mr. Lin's heart

Chapter 127 It's Not About High Heels
Zhang Yang was stunned: "Cousin? Xie Mengyuan?"

"Yes." Ji Nian looked at him impatiently, "We received reports from the masses that they died near the sofa in the bar."

Zhang Yang obviously still didn't react, he was in a daze.

Ji Nian frowned slightly: "Is there any problem?"

Zhang Yang was silent, and said: "She is only 13 years old, she still has a great youth, such a thing happened, very sad."

Ji Nian was noncommittal and turned off the recording.

Forensic Xu and other colleagues from the bureau quickly rushed over, Zhang Yang was taken back to the bureau to take notes, and Ji Nian followed them upstairs.

Xu Lin entered the bedroom of the deceased.

In the room with the pried open door, Lin Ye leaned against the wall of the bay window, meditating.

"Boss." Ji Nian walked in.

Lin Ye looked at her, "Come here, be careful."

Ji Nian didn't understand, so she walked to his side and followed his gaze.

The room was very messy, as if it had been deliberately turned over. Clothes and other things were on the floor, as well as fragments of ceramic ornaments and glass slag on the floor.

"What is this...?" Ji Nian frowned, "Why is it so messy?"

"The situation at the scene should be that someone broke into the house. I have asked Li Qu to copy and monitor. The other rooms are not in a mess. Only this room is likely to be committed by acquaintances." Lin Ye looked out the dark window, "This room is downstairs. The unassuming one, and the opposite is the bedroom of the two victims, and the bedroom where the two victims were found belonged to Zhang Qi and An Xiaoxiao."

Ji Nian felt strange, and asked: "The deceased should have been moved to the bed after death, but if it was placed in the wrong room, does it mean that the person who moved the deceased is not familiar with the allocation of rooms?"

"Not necessarily, it may be deliberately faked to create such a misleading scene. There were no fingerprints left at the scene, but we found a set of shoe prints, which were left in the room by knocking over the potted plants at the door. The footprints of walking, until the stairs become shallow to the outside of the gate, are the footprints of leaving.

"Fast ups and downs, light pressure on the heel, and a virtual edge on the edge of the heel and on the outside, the owner of the shoe print should be between 14 and 17 years old," Lin Ye pursed his lips and calculated, and said: "Age is about 17 years old, height is about It is 175, and the weight is about 58 catties, which matches the footprint, so there is no weight, and there is no trace of turning back in this footprint, so this person did not take any large items, and he did not take any money."

Ji Nian put on the gloves tightly, walked around the debris, and observed the surrounding furnishings.

The color tone is monotonous, the colors of the clothes are also very mixed, and the trophy that was supposed to be on the table also fell to the ground.

"Team Lin, do you think it's necessary to throw away all these trophies that obviously won't hold anything in case of burglary?" Ji Nian turned back and said to Lin Ye.

Seeing her squatting down, Lin Ye touched the trophy with her glove, and the glove was instantly covered with gray and black.

Lin Ye was stunned.

"The trophy has not been wiped for a long time, for a long time." Ji Nian bit the last two words, stood up and wiped the table again, it was very clean.

Lin Ye frowned and walked over, "Come out first, there are glass shards everywhere, and you are still wearing high heels."

Ji Nian curled her lips, feeling aggrieved: "It's only five centimeters, I know it's against the rules, and it's the off-duty time, so I was so anxious to call me over, so I put on a pair of high heels."

"You come here first." Lin Ye sighed after finishing speaking, watched Ji Nian come out, and then said: "It's not about the high heels."

(End of this chapter)