When Jia Yi and Xu Shaowei visited the villa at No. 5 Sze Hoon Road, Fang Zhenyue followed them in and borrowed a phone from the owner to call the Central Police Station to inquire about the new progress and new clues after the investigation. He also called the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit B Office, but no one answered. It seemed that Sanfu and Gary were still looking for the store that sold the suit.

After borrowing the phone, he stood by the sofa with his arms crossed and watched Jia Yi and Xu Shaowei asking questions for a while, then stopped participating, turned around and left the villa, and surveyed the terrain in front and behind the Sze Hoon Villa community.

About 20 minutes later, Jia Yi took Xu Shaowei into the villa at No. 6 Sze Hoon Road again.

It was still only the hostess and two maids at home. When the maid came to open the door, Mrs. Zhao was painting flowers and plants in the yard. Seeing the detectives come in, she stood up, put down her paintbrush, and walked towards the two detectives while wiping the paint off her hands with a wet towel handed over by the maid.

Mrs. Zhao was wearing a beige short-sleeved cheongsam, a dark red scarf, and her long hair was flowing. She was an elegant and mature beauty.

Jiayi and Xu Shaowei were invited into the living room. The house with light beige and white colors could not be called magnificent, but it was elegant and leisurely and noble.

With just a few simple glances at the accessories and decorations, Jiayi was sure that Mrs. Zhao was a person with great taste. And what was rare was that the Zhao family did not use British black tea to entertain people, but scented tea from the mainland. So even though Jiayi had already drunk a bellyful of tea, she still couldn't help but drink a few sips.

The scent of jasmine fills the nose, and the fragrance is very subtle and sweet at first, and then the bitterness of the tea is tasted, but after careful tasting, there is a sweet aftertaste, it is really good tea.

After both parties sat down, Jiayi had not taken out the photo yet, and Mrs. Zhao had already frowned slightly and asked first:

"Did my husband do something bad?"

Jiayi felt something was wrong when she heard it, and turned to look at Xu Shaowei. The other party immediately took out the photo and handed it to Mrs. Zhao, and imitated the way Jiayi asked before, and asked:

"Excuse me, is this dress Mr. Zhao's?"

Mrs. Zhao first glanced at Xu Shaowei's expression, then took the photo and looked at it with her eyes down. After a careful look, she raised her eyes and glanced at Jiayi. At this time, her expression had become serious and even heavy.

What a suit jacket with bloodstains and knife wounds represents is self-evident.

"Wait a minute." After putting down the photo, Mrs. Zhao stood up and walked up the stairs to the second floor. She returned about 5 minutes later, her face becoming even more serious.

She walked to the table and sat down again, holding up the photo to confirm it again, and then raised her head and said:

"My husband does have a suit like this. I just checked the closet and it is not in the closet. It is very likely that my husband has worn it. What happened? Was this suit found on my husband, or was it worn by someone else or..."

Halfway through her speech, she realized that this was a kind of self-consolation. Suit is a kind of clothing that is unlikely to be lent to others or stolen. If there is a blood hole on it, there is probably only one possibility.

"Excuse me, where was Mr. Zhao after 5pm yesterday?" Jiayi sat up straight and immediately motioned Xu Shaowei to take notes.

"I went to Stanley to sketch two days ago and stayed in a hotel there. I only called home every morning. I just came back an hour ago, and my husband was not at home." Mrs. Zhao said and waved to a Filipino maid, asking her to sit down and cooperate with the questioning.

Next, Jiayi and Xu Shaowei took notes from the two maids of the Zhao family and learned that Mr. Zhao did not go home almost every night in the past few days.

Mr. Zhao did go home last night, but at that time a maid went out to buy groceries to prepare to welcome the hostess home the next day. Seeing that no one was at home, the other maid took the opportunity to go down the mountain to buy some things for her family and mail them back to her hometown.

After they went home, they found traces of the male owner, but they did not see him.

The traces of the male owner were probably the tables and chairs that had been moved, the male owner's cup was taken to the living room, and there was water in the cup, the male owner's slippers showed that they had been worn, and there were many footprints with mud at the door.

But all these traces were cleaned up by the maids, and nothing could be collected.

Maybe Mr. Zhao was the victim, and there may have been footprints of the perpetrator in the house, but now they may have disappeared.

"Have you contacted Mr. Zhao from last night to now?" Jiayi continued to ask.

Mrs. Zhao shook her head, and her mood began to become uneasy. "My husband often goes out for social events because of work, and it is common for him not to come home. At first, I would ask about it, but... now I respect his freedom more, so I haven't contacted him since I came back this morning. Madam, I will call him now."

Jiayi nodded, and Mrs. Zhao stood up to make a call.

Taking this time, Jiayi stood up, looked around, and asked the Hong Kong girl maid where the "traces of the male master's return" mentioned by the other party appeared.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Zhao called back with a serious expression:

"No one answered my husband's mobile phone. I called his office and his secretary said he hasn't been to the company today. Officer Yi, what should we do? Has he been in trouble? Is there any clue to find him now?"

Mrs. Zhao stood by the sofa, her emotions gradually becoming flustered. She pinched the sofa back unconsciously, paused for a few breaths and spoke hurriedly:

"Could he be kidnapped? Or... do you want to check all his social circles? I can provide everything I know to the police now."

Jiayi took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and pressed down, signaling Mrs. Zhao to calm down, then turned to Xu Shaowei and said:

"Go to the door to find Fang Shazhan and tell him that we may have found the victim."

After Xu Shaowei left, Jiayi turned back and asked Mrs. Zhao: "If Mr. Zhao really encountered a special situation, this may be the first crime scene. Mrs. Zhao, can the police come to conduct an on-site investigation?"

"Of course, I will cooperate with any needs of the police. Please find him as soon as possible." Mrs. Zhao clenched her fists.

When she mentioned the words "looking for Mr. Zhao", her eyes darkened and she unconsciously looked at the photo of the man in a suit that Yi Jiayi placed on the table.

The blood hole is right in front of her chest, I'm afraid...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she lost her backbone. She began to pace back and forth behind the sofa involuntarily, looking up at Officer Yi from time to time.

Jiayi walked over, gently pressed Mrs. Zhao's hand, and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

At this time, Xu Shaowei brought Fang Zhenyue back. Fang Zhenyue nodded to Jiayi and borrowed a phone to call the Forensic Division of the Central Police Station. He then asked the two maids to sit on the sofa in the living room until the Forensic Division's investigation was completed and they were not allowed to move around freely.

Then, at Fang Zhenyue's suggestion, Jiayi and Xu Shaowei conducted a second interview with Mrs. Zhao and the two maids separately.

This time, the questions were more about assuming that the person being questioned was a suspect, asking questions such as where the person being questioned was at the time of the crime, whether there were any witnesses, the relationship between the person being questioned and Mr. Zhao, and whether there were any conflicts, the relationship between Mrs. Zhao and Mr. Zhao, and their marital status, etc. When

the colleagues from the Forensic Division of the Central Police Station arrived, the records of the interrogation in the study on the first floor were all completed.

Jiayi met with the colleagues from the Forensic Division and began to conduct a centralized investigation and evidence collection based on the "traces of the male owner's return" mentioned by the maids in the records.

Half an hour later, senior chemist Teresa found a drop of blood splash hidden in the corner of the shoe cabinet at the door, and collected the blood splash that was ignored by the perpetrator because it was not noticed on a black umbrella hanging at the door.

At this point, although all the evidence still needs to be taken back to the police station for in-depth testing to get a definite answer. But it can be basically confirmed that the suit with the blood hole belongs to Mr. Zhao, the male owner of the villa at No. 6 Shi Xun Road.

And this villa is most likely the scene of the first murder.

Although Jiayi cannot see the flow image because there is no corpse, and cannot know what the victim has experienced, where in this house he has been, and what kind of dispute he has had with the perpetrator, but Jiayi still tries to guess the situation at that time while standing at the entrance.

Combining the clues provided by the maids, she rehearsed in her mind what the male owner would do when he found someone at home.

Or if the two came to the villa at the same time, under what circumstances and where would they have an argument, and what they might have done afterwards, which would lead to some clues left in the house and discovered by the maids...

A few minutes later, Jiayi followed her guess and walked to the entrance. She squatted and pointed at the pair of slippers mentioned by the maid at the door, and said to senior laboratory technician Teresa:

"Sister Teresa, collect the things under these slippers."

Teresa walked over, picked up the slippers, and indeed saw some substances on the soles of the shoes, "This is the fragments of the glass, it seems to be blood, and there are some orange finger-length hairs... Take these slippers directly back to the police station."

Teresa simply put the slippers into the evidence bag, sealed it, and handed it to Ah Wei.

"Glass fragments..." Jiayi suddenly walked quickly to the living room, looked down at the trash can, shook it, and found no glass fragments inside.

She turned around and opened the cabinet door in front of the sink, and immediately heard the sound of glass colliding in the built-in trash can.

"Sister Teresa, the glass fragments that were stepped on under the slippers, the rest should be here."

Teresa immediately brought Awei to collect the glass fragments, and Jiayi went back to the sofa in the living room to ask the two maids and Mrs. Zhao if the glass fragments there were from the kitchen trash can after they broke the glass.

All three of them shook their heads, saying that they did not break the glass, nor did they find that the glass was broken, and they had never cleaned up the glass fragments.

Then the glass was most likely broken by Mr. Zhao or the perpetrator when the incident happened last night.

"Use tweezers." Teresa stretched out her hand, and Ah Wei ran to get the tweezers.

Next, the two of them squatted in the kitchen and concentrated on picking up the glass fragments from the trash can one by one.

Soon, Teresa whispered to Jiayi: "We found the fingerprints. After we return to the police station, we will immediately compare them with Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao and the two maids. If they don't match, we will go to the fingerprint database again." "

Thank you for your hard work, Sister Teresa." Jiayi said politely.

"It's my duty, Officer Yi." Teresa nodded in response and buried her head in her work again.

After more than ten minutes, Teresa and Ah Wei finally collected all the glass fragments. At this time, Jiayi had already walked into the living room while looking at her notes, looking around as if she was looking for other clues.

Teresa stood up and turned to Ah Wei and said,

"This Officer Yi is really sharp, and has a strong imagination... or in other words, a strong ability to deduce."

No wonder Ah Wei kept praising Officer Yi after he went back last night. It turns out that it's not just because he's pretty.

"Of course, I said that yesterday." Ah Wei nodded seriously. He followed Officer Yi Jiayi around like a little brother last night, not because he liked to run errands for others.

Of course, it was because he was awesome.

…

When Jiayi and her colleagues from the Central Police Station’s Forensic Division finished the first round of investigation, while they were doing the second round of re-examination and turned to walk out of the house, Liu Jiaming walked up to Jiayi, stole a glance at Mrs. Zhao sitting on the sofa, and whispered to Jiayi:

“Is it possible that Mrs. Zhao suspected her husband of having an affair and therefore killed him?”

“From Mrs. Zhao’s confession, she has a time witness. Let’s go back to the police station and interrogate her time witness before we make any guesses in this regard.” Jiayi said in a serious tone.

Liu Jiaming nodded, turned his head to look at Jiayi, and found that even when she was whispering to him, her eyes were still fixed on the hands of the laboratory technician Teresa.

Jiayi seemed to have changed her temperament at work. She

became much more serious.

"You cooperate with Teresa and the others to do the second investigation, and keep an eye on Mrs. Zhao and the two maids. I'm afraid someone will be missed if Xu Shaowei is the only one watching." Jiayi changed her shoes and went out, turning back to remind Liu Jiaming.

"Yes, madam." Jiaming responded quickly.

Jiayi turned back and smiled at him brightly, then went out.

Fang Zhenyue was looking for clues in the yard. When he saw Jiayi coming out, he said, "I found some footprints here."

Jiayi immediately turned around and shouted to Awei who was cooperating with Teresa in the house, "Awei, can you come here with your camera and evidence bag? Sir Fang found some clues."

Awei immediately responded, said hello to Teresa, and ran out to take pictures.

"This doesn't look like grass." Fang Zhenyue squatted beside a shoe print and pointed at one of the red fiber pieces.

"It's not grass!" Ah Wei immediately hung the camera on his chest and used tweezers and evidence bags to collect the red fiber pieces. "Mr. Fang has a sharp eye!"

"Is it possible that it is the fiber from the floor mat at the door of the house?" Fang Zhenyue stood up and pondered.

"The floor mat at the door of Mr. Zhao's house is not this color, nor is it made of this material." Jiayi answered immediately.

"We will go back and do a careful test." Ah Wei turned around and sighed again: "Officer Yi has a strong memory."

He didn't remember what the floor mat of this villa looked like or what color it was.

Fang Zhenyue and Jiayi walked out while observing the surroundings, while Awei followed behind to collect evidence and take photos.

When they reached the door of the villa, Fang Zhenyue looked up and back.

Awei also looked, not understanding what Fang Sir was looking at.

Jiayi said, "This location is very private. It seems that there is no other place where you can happen to see the guests who have been to the villa or what has happened."

"Have you asked Mrs. Zhao if there is a closed-circuit TV installed at home?"

"I have asked. The security at the top of the mountain is very good. They installed it before, but it is easy to break. It short-circuited after a few rains. They have never repaired it. It is just a decoration." Jiayi answered reliably.

Fang Zhenyue nodded and continued to walk out.

The two of them circled the villa twice and found some clues for Ah Wei to collect, but through the terrain survey, it was basically very unlikely to find other witnesses.

When returning to the villa, Ah Wei, who had been following Fang Sir and Eleven Sister's "human exaggeration machine" all the way, was completely impressed by the male and female detectives.

He really wanted to apply to the police force to go to the Scientific Forensic Division of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit as an exchange student, so that he could follow Fang Sir and Eleven Sister to do investigations.

Forensic investigations are very particular about where to investigate and what to investigate. When encountering truly experienced and powerful detectives, the Forensic Division will really feel like a tiger with wings.

Science is a tool, and it is people who use science after all.

When following Fang Sir and Yi Jiayi to do investigations, he really felt that he was just a tool man who didn't need a brain, but only needed technology.

So I really want to learn some detective logic from the male and female detectives, so that when I do investigations in the future, it will be like having an extra pair of eyes and a brain, isn’t it amazing!

The three of them returned to the villa, and Teresa also completed the re-investigation. Uncle Jiu and Liu Jiaming conducted some more questioning on the three women in the villa about the newly discovered clues. After all the records were completed and the three people signed, everyone could finally call it a day.

Jiayi promised that the police would find Mr. Zhao’s whereabouts as soon as possible, and asked Mrs. Zhao to wait patiently, and then she followed everyone out.

The colleagues from the Forensic Department went directly back to the Central Police Station to start the follow-up testing and other work.

The CID detectives had some food at Brother Yue’s house and then continued to visit. This time, we asked the residents on and below the mountain whether they had seen anyone suspicious, or if they had seen someone brake suddenly at the big bend of Sze Hom Road, etc.

We hoped to find witnesses to learn what kind of car the suspect drove, what his appearance was, etc.

But after running around all afternoon, the soles of my shoes were worn out, and I didn't get any useful information. There are too few residents on the top of the mountain. It's not like Sham Shui Po where 10 people can be squeezed into 1 square meter. If something happens on the main road, there are a lot of witnesses to find.

In the evening, everyone sorted out the clues they had collected at Brother Yue's house. When they finished work, Uncle Jiu counted the heads.

Jiayi, Jiaming, and a uniformed police officer Xu Shaowei could all fit into his car, so he asked Fang Zhenyue, who was going out with him, to stay:

"I'll take them down the mountain and send them home. Sir Fang, don't bother yourself, and don't go back to the police station to work overtime. Just have a good rest at home."

Fang Zhenyue put on his coat as usual and went out with everyone. Facing Uncle Jiu's puzzled eyes, he smiled and said:

"Uncle Jiu, please send the others away. I can take care of Eleven. We must go to Yi Ji for dinner tonight. I promised Jiaru and Jiajun that I would go and eat the snacks they brought back from the school gate."

It is said that it is very, very delicious, and he has definitely never eaten it before.

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows, then smiled and nodded. After saying goodbye to Sir Fang and Jiayi, Uncle Jiu strode straight to the parking area of ​​Shi Xun Road with Jiaming in his left hand and Shaowei in his right hand without looking back.

Jiayi climbed up the small steps and got on Brother Yue's big jeep. After fastening her seat belt, she leaned obediently into the extra-large and comfortable passenger seat.

After the jeep started, she turned around and asked Fang Zhenyue: "When did Brother Yue agree to them?"

Her own brother and sister-in-law actually had a secret with her leader. The two little ones have strong social skills.

"On the way to send them to school in the morning, they laughed at me for not having eaten anything, and then said they would give me, a poor person, some delicious food that I had never seen before." Fang Zhenyue said seriously.

"Hahaha." Jiayi was amused and laughed. The two little ones were too... daring.

The stars on a clear night are densely spread across the sky, like the most gorgeous robe, embroidered with beautiful dreams, twinkling and shining.

Dressed in such a starry sky, the big jeep drove all the way to Sham Shui Po to attend the delicious date of the two children.