Chapter 374 Catching turtles

in a jar Along with the blood type report, Su Zhixiong was also handed over a report on the dust sample from the soles of a pair of leather shoes in Zhao Lide's house

. The overlap between the dust content and the dust collected from the ground at the crime scene was as high as 70%.

That was enough. How could a pair of shoes that were kept at home and not worn to the Yunshang Dance Hall be stained with dust from the Yunshang Dance Hall?

When leaving with Su Zhixiong, Jiayi walked through the corridor of the police station and asked in a low voice:

"Can Officer Su catch the person who had the opportunity to take a pair of shoes from the deceased before his death and returned the shoes without being noticed after killing the deceased?"

"The deceased had a minor operation before his death. After he was discharged from the hospital, his family members went home to visit the deceased Zhao Lide. At that time, he was bedridden for two days, so everyone who visited him would go into the bedroom." Su Zhixiong recalled the information he had obtained when collecting statements from Zhao's family members.

"..." Jiayi touched her chin. If she said that, every member of the Zhao family was suspicious, and there was no way to eliminate them from this angle.

After returning to the Zhao family villa from the police station, she found that her eldest brother and Zhao Liwan had not returned home yet, but the second and third young masters were staying at home obediently. As

soon as she walked into the villa, Jiayi felt like she was being monitored. Perhaps everyone in this big house was paying attention to her movements.

After pouring herself a glass of water in the kitchen, Jiayi thought for a while and then walked up the stairs to Mr. Zhao's room. She

knocked on the door and walked into the first main house of the villa. The small bang of the door closing seemed to touch the hearts of everyone living in other houses.

Jiayi walked in, and Mr. Zhao's nurse led her through the independent small hall in the main house and whispered to her:

"The old man said that no one else is allowed to enter, but if it's you, please come in. But he just fell asleep not long ago, I'll go wake him up--"

When Jiayi heard that the old man was still sleeping, she immediately stopped and grabbed the nurse, and whispered: "It doesn't matter, I just came to take a look. Since the old man is still asleep, let's go to the living room and chat and wait for a while."

"But we don't know when the old man will wake up." The nurse was a little confused. If they continued to wait like this, how long would they have to wait?

"It's okay. The old man has been through something like this and is physically and mentally exhausted. If he can fall asleep, let him sleep a little longer." Jiayi pulled the nurse to the living room and sat down, and whispered to her:

"Can the old man hear us talking like this?"

"No, people sleep lightly when they are old. In order to fall asleep peacefully, the bedroom is well soundproofed." The nurse explained.

"What about this kind of noise?" Jiayi turned up the volume a little.

"It's okay." The nurse didn't quite understand what she was doing. She just thought it was a bit nonsensical and couldn't help but chuckle.

"My name is Bai Xiaoru, right?" Jiayi pretended to be ready to have a long talk with the other party.

"Yes, Officer Yi."

"There is also a sister in the restaurant my family runs who is about your age. She has a hot temper and acts very aggressively."

"Ah, I really envy that kind of personality. Sometimes when I speak loudly, I worry that others will find me annoying and disturbing."

"How could that be? As long as it's not in an inappropriate place, speaking loudly can actually be very stress-relieving." Unconsciously, Jiayi's tone of speech was led astray by the other party.

The Wanwan accent is really brainwashing.

"Really? Then I'll go sing."

"Wanwan has so many good songs. I really like the Little Tigers." Jiayi stood up and posed a move of the Little Tigers' first signature dance. The dances at that time were not difficult, and some iconic moves were easy to learn.

Jiayi imitated very well, making Bai Xiaoru purse her lips and laugh non-stop.

The two of them were chatting well, and Jiayi glanced in the direction of the door. She just heard a little noise, which flashed away.

Regardless of whether she heard it wrongly or not, she began to implement the real purpose of sitting here and chatting with Bai Xiaoru.

"You know what happened in the Zhao family recently?" Jiayi pretended to be very chatty.

"Yes, I really didn't expect that such a thing would happen."

"I wonder what the relationship between the eldest master and the second and third masters is like?"

"This... It's hard to say, it seems that they are all quite ordinary." Bai Xiaoru didn't know whether she didn't want to talk too much about the employer's family affairs, or she really didn't know. When it comes to such a topic, she just smiled and shook her head.

"In fact, the police station has found core evidence today, and I will be leaving here and returning to Hong Kong soon."

"Really? That's... great..." Everyone is curious. After hearing Jiayi's words, Bai Xiaoru finally raised her eyebrows and showed an expression of wanting to pry.

"The murderer must have been accidentally injured when he attacked. The police found blood and the murder weapon." Jiayi stretched lazily, "This is confidential, but it doesn't matter. Everyone will know it soon anyway."

"Can this prove it?" Bai Xiaoru looked at Yi Jiayi with bright eyes. People always look lively when they gossip.

"It seems that there is another piece of evidence in the Zhao family villa, but I am not sure about it. The police did not tell me. But later the police communicated with their superiors and Mr. Zhao, and they might come here to look for it." Jiayi tilted her head and was silent for a few breaths, then sighed:

"I really miss home. The food here is delicious, but my stomach is still my hometown stomach."

"I heard that Cantonese cuisine is also great." Bai Xiaoru's attention instantly turned to the food again.

"My eldest brother cooks delicious food. If you have the opportunity to come to Hong Kong in the future, you must come to Sham Shui Po Yi Ji to try it. Everyone who has eaten here has said it is good!" Jiayi couldn't help but proudly recommend it. Whenever she showed off her eldest brother's cooking skills to others, she worked particularly hard.

The two women smiled knowingly and chatted about other things.

There was no sound outside the door for a long time. Jiayi calmed down and focused on Bai Xiaoru's conversation, as if she was really waiting for Mr. Zhao to wake up.

Ten minutes later, Yabo, who was chatting with the gardener in the backyard, received a call from Su Zhixiong. After saying "Officer Su", he took the mobile phone with a serious face, and under the gaze of several pairs of eyes in the dark, he walked through the courtyard, the living room, up the stairs, through the corridor, and knocked on Mr. Zhao's door.

Until Yabo was invited by Bai Xiaoru to enter Mr. Zhao's main room, Yabo's phone was not hung up, as if there was something important that he wanted to discuss with Mr. Zhao.

...

On such a night, the starry sky was very peaceful.

Zhao Liwan sat on a bench by the sea, and Yi Jiadong held the railing, and the two chatted leisurely.

Miss Zhao had also been through hard times, and her memories of when her family was not so wealthy when she was a child were awakened, and she shared them with Yi Jiadong one by one.

Yi Jiadong also mentioned the stupid things his younger siblings did when they were young, and the various embarrassments he made when he and his three younger siblings lived together.

From time to time, the two laughed out loud, responded to each other from time to time, admired each other from time to time, or comforted each other.

The sea breeze was very clear, brushing against their hair.

There was no storm, no lightning or thunder, and the waves were very calm, as if they didn't know what kind of human tragedy that needed an atmosphere to set off was being staged in that big villa.

In the Zhao family villa, 5 minutes after Yabo walked into Mr. Zhao's main house, the technicians and Dai Gui, who had been in the van parked not far from the villa, stared at the tracker display screen for a long time. They were almost sleepy when they suddenly heard the warning sound of the tracker moving.

The two woke up instantly and stared wide-eyed.

The next moment, Dai Gui picked up the intercom and called Su Zhixiong.

"The tracker has moved, and it is moving continuously."

1 minute later, Yi Jiayi, who was in the Zhao family villa, received a call from Su Zhixiong.

Yabo, who was standing next to Yi Jiayi, had hung up the phone long ago. He just followed Su Zhixiong's instructions after answering the phone and did not hang up until he arrived at Mr. Zhao's main house.

Now that his mission has been completed, he is staring at Yi Jiayi, waiting for the next arrangement.

Inexplicably, the usually stable old housekeeper's heartbeat quietly accelerated, as if he had smelled the unusual storm coming.

After Jiayi hung up the phone, she gestured to Yabo and Bai Xiaoru to keep quiet, then quickly walked to the door, listened to the movement outside, and quietly opened a crack in the door to look out.

The corridor on the third floor was quiet. She walked out of the room, walked to the edge of the corridor, and looked down at the living room.

After nightfall, when everyone was in their own rooms, many of the overly bright lights in the villa were turned off, and only the dim and warm night lights near the stairs and in the living room on the first floor were on. In the

dim light below, a person walked quickly towards the door.

At this moment, it is better to do something suspicious than to keep the evidence in Zhao Lide's shoe cabinet.

The murderer finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to throw away the shoes before Mr. Zhao agreed to let the police enter the villa to search the house.

The person who knows best what kind of evidence is left in the villa is the murderer himself.

...

The man with long arms and legs was about to reach the door, but before he could reach out to touch the door handle, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Su Zhixiong and Dai Gui walked in from outside, intercepted the man, and closed the door behind them.

The man instinctively stepped back and turned to run.

But he saw Yi Jiayi walking down the stairs with a strong posture, her legs slightly apart, her eyes as sharp as a leopard ready to pounce, staring at him.

"Third Master, it's so late, where are you going with the important evidence for the police?" Su Zhixiong's figure echoed behind Zhao Liqin. In Zhao Liqin's ears, it sounded like a thunder, and the whole villa was echoing:

"Where to go...where...where..."

The murderer, who seemed calm because of his sufficient plan when killing people, finally showed a panic expression because the "important evidence" failed to seduce.

Some people who are judged by society as having high IQs often trust their own judgment too much.

He overestimated his IQ, and at the same time, he must have underestimated the police.

Zhao Liqin thought that the police would not find out, so he returned the shoes he had worn to their original place to cover up his trick, but now it has become a trap he set for himself.

Suddenly there was another noise outside the door. Zhao Liwan pushed open the door and bumped into this scene.

Su Zhixiong walked up to Zhao Liqin and said, "Zhao Liqin, the police suspect you are involved in a murder case. Please cooperate with the police and come back to the police station with us." He took out the handcuffs.

There was a click, and Zhao Liqin seemed to come to his senses suddenly. He shook his hands violently, but he couldn't shake Su Zhixiong off.

The bag under his armpit fell to the ground, and the bag opened, revealing a pair of leather shoes inside.

"I didn't! I was wronged... I... I just wanted to burn a pair of shoes for my elder brother... He... He..." Zhao Liqin was arguing loudly when a loud shout suddenly came from the stairs behind him:

"Shut up!"

Everyone turned around and saw Mr. Zhao walking slowly with Bai Xiaoru's support. He held the stairs tightly with one hand to stabilize his body. After shouting, his face was full of misery and he stared at Zhao Liqin, with some reluctance in his wrinkles.

Zhao Liqin was drunk and lost his mind. He finally fell to his knees and cried to his father:

"Dad, Dad... I was confused... Please save me... Please save me, I'm still young..."

There were footsteps coming from the stairs. Zhao Er and others rushed out of their rooms.

Zhao Lin quickly realized what happened. She ran down the stairs, hugged her son's shoulders, turned around and begged Mr. Zhao for mercy.

Zhao Er held the handrail in disbelief, looked at Zhao Liqin and his mother, and then looked at Zhao Liwan and Yi Jiadong standing at the door.

Ah... Why is it the third child?

He... he thought it was the elder sister...

Su Zhixiong held Zhao Liqin's shoulders tightly, looked up at Mr. Zhao, and showed a firm expression on his face.

After a long time, when everyone was almost unable to bear the silence, Mr. Zhao finally closed his eyes, turned his head away, waved his hand at Su Zhixiong, and signaled the police officer to handle the matter according to the rules.

No one noticed that his old hand holding the stair railing was bulging with blue veins and shaking uncontrollably.