Chapter 2: There is a shoe print on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner. …
The voice was shrill and piercing, with a tone of crying and howling. It seemed to be at a distance, but it was exceptionally clear.
Shen Qingye's fingertips paused for a moment, and then he slowly blinked his eyes.
Yue Lingchuan saw her pause and looked back: "What's wrong?"
Shen Qingye slowly raised his head, his lips moving: "Did you hear any sound just now?"
"Sound?" Yue Lingchuan glanced at the crowd gathered outside the door, then looked at the forensic doctors and trace examiners who were constantly moving around and working, and asked, "What sound do you mean?"
Shen Qingye only felt her lips a little dry, and her throat moved slightly. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether what she had just heard was hallucination or it was true.
She finally shook her head slowly: "...It's okay." She licked her lips: "Maybe I heard it wrong."
Yue Lingchuan looked at her deeply and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just go out for a while. There is nothing else to do now. I will take you back later."
Shen Qingye took a deep breath and said, "It's really nothing." She tightened her grip on the pen and said, "It's just that the noise outside might be a little noisy, and I misheard it."
"It's good that you're alright." Yue Lingchuan said, "Don't force yourself."
As he spoke, he looked back at the door and frowned, "Kaiyang."
Luo Kaiyang came over quickly: "Brother Chuan."
Yue Lingchuan gestured: "Let those people outside go home. Why are they blocking the way here? Is the crime scene so beautiful?"
"No!!!" Before Shen Qingye could react, a sharp and piercing voice sounded in his ears again:
"Li Dazhi is right outside the door, don't let him get away!"
Shen Qingye's expression changed slightly. He didn't have time to think about what was going on. His eyes quickly fell to the door.
There are five small rooms on each floor of the apartment. In addition to those who live alone like Zhou Meihua, there are also people who choose to live together. Together with the suites on the top two floors, the population is about a hundred. At this time, apart from those who were going to work, there were about ten people doing nothing but gathering outside the door to watch the fun.
A group of people were crowded together, including men, women, young and old, but Shen Qingye's eyes fell strangely on one of the men.
The man was about thirty years old, not tall, with thick eyebrows, and looked honest and simple.
He stood outside the door, pointing at the scene like a normal person, and there seemed to be nothing unusual in his expression. Shen Qingye keenly noticed the tension between his brows, and looking down, he saw his rough fingers constantly tugging at his trousers, his feet standing one in front and one behind, his body slightly leaning backwards - this was a typical posture ready to escape.
He is nervous.
Shen Qingye's breathing was slightly choked, and she pretended to look away before he noticed.
What are you nervous about?
Li Dazhi...
Li Dazhi.
Luo Kaiyang walked over and the people outside slowly dispersed. Shen Qingye noticed that the man looked into the room several times before leaving.
She took a deep breath.
Yue Lingchuan said: "Kaiyang, go to Longchang Garment Factory and ask about the deceased's interpersonal relationships to see if anyone knows who her boyfriend is. I will check here."
Luo Kaiyang said okay and turned to leave. Shen Qingye looked at his back and slowly calmed down.
She looked at the neighbor lady next to her and asked, "Auntie, you said before that every time you saw her boyfriend, he was downstairs?"
The neighbor lady nodded: "Yes, it's always downstairs."
Shen Qingye asked: "Hasn't he come up here before?"
Yue Lingchuan looked back at her. The neighbor lady thought for a moment and shook her head, "I don't remember that."
Shen Qingye: "Has Zhou Meihua ever stayed out overnight before?"
The neighbor lady said, "Hiss... This child is very shy. Even during holidays, she will be back at the latest after ten o'clock. Since she moved in, she has never stayed out overnight."
Shen Qingye heard this and said thoughtfully, "Her boyfriend has never been to her house, and she comes home not too late every night... In other words, she is still conservative in terms of relationships between men and women. Would a girl like this really give the key to her house to others casually?"
Yue Lingchuan's eyes moved, and the neighbor aunt curled her lips: "Then, then there is no key, it can't be that Zhou Meihua opened the door by herself? In the middle of the night..."
Yue Lingchuan slowly looked to the side: "There is another possibility."
"Balcony." Shen Qingye blurted out.
"Balcony! It's the balcony. That guy came from the balcony!"
When the shrill voice sounded again, Shen Qingye had already learned to ignore it. Yue Lingchuan was a little surprised by her sharpness. He looked at her and walked towards the balcony together.
This is a balcony about three meters long and less than one meter wide. It is open to the outside and not enclosed. It is separated from the house by only two doors.
They leaned over the balcony fence and looked down. This was the back of the apartment. There was a lawn below and no concrete road.
Yue Lingchuan raised his hand and pointed: "That patch of grass has signs of falling over."
He turned and left: "I'll go out and take a look, you wait here."
Shen Qingye looked at his back, pursed her lips, and recalled what the voice had just said in her mind.
The one upstairs is... Li Dazhi.
Shen Qingye stuck his head out and looked up, narrowing his eyes slightly, and asked the neighbor aunt: "Auntie, who lives upstairs?"
Neighbor Auntie: "Upstairs...I think it's Li Dazhi, what's wrong?"
really!
Shen Qingye's heart sank, but her face became calmer. She leaned out of the window again, observed carefully, and suddenly found a problem:
"Auntie, what's the average salary here?"
The aunt was a little surprised: "The average salary... people like us who work in the factory only make about 700 to 800 yuan a month. If you are better off, like a small leader or something, you can make a thousand yuan."
Shen Qingye asked: "Does Zhou Meihua usually spend money lavishly?"
The neighbor lady waved her hand and said, "Don't say she's extravagant. She's very stingy with her money. Girls of her age, which one doesn't love to eat and look beautiful? But she wears work clothes every day and doesn't have many bright clothes. She's even more reluctant to spend money on food. I've only seen her buy snacks a few times. I heard that she seems to send part of her monthly earnings to her family!"
Shen Qingye's brows were gloomy: "Then where did she get the money to install the air conditioner?"
The neighbor lady paused: "——Ah?"
Although air conditioners are gradually becoming more popular, they are still expensive items for ordinary people. A cheaper one can cost around two to three thousand yuan, while an expensive one can cost tens of thousands of yuan. If Zhou Meihua was really as frugal as she said, how could she be willing to spend several months' salary to buy an air conditioner?
The neighbor lady was also a little stunned for a moment. She slowly recalled: "I really haven't thought about this... She installed an air conditioner about half a year after she moved in. It was Li Dazhi who installed it for her. We were all talking about this at the time..."
"Wait a minute!" Shen Qingye interrupted her: "You said that Li Dazhi installed her air conditioner? Li Dazhi knows how to install air conditioners?"
"Yes." The neighbor lady said, "He specializes in this. In addition to air conditioners, he can also repair some small appliances. We usually ask him for help when we have any problems with lights and flashlights. The young man is also very nice and doesn't charge us any money."
Upstairs...air conditioning...
Shen Qingye's mind was working rapidly, as if he had thought of something, and he walked quickly towards the door.
As soon as I reached the stairs, I bumped into Yue Lingchuan who had just returned from outside:
"I just looked at the grass below--"
Before he could finish his words, Shen Qingye hurriedly said, "I'll go up and take a look."
Yue Lingchuan looked at her slender back as she hurriedly went up, and he raised his eyebrows unconsciously, feeling a little surprised.
I have been working for this company for such a long time, and every time I see her, she looks calm and composed, which is totally unlike a girl of her age. But it is rare to see her so anxious.
After thinking about it, Yue Lingchuan said a few words to the police officer from the police station who was guarding here, and then followed him in two steps.
Shen Qingye went up to the third floor, thought for a moment, and did not knock on Li Dazhi's door, but chose the door next to his.
"Who is it?" A middle-aged woman was at home. She was a little surprised and embarrassed when she saw Shen Qingye when she opened the door: "Police comrade, what's going on?"
Shen Qingye smiled: "Don't worry, I just want to ask you something. Is it convenient for me to come in and talk?"
Upon hearing this, the other party quickly turned sideways: "Oh, oh, come in, come in."
Shen Qingye glanced around the house. It had a similar layout to Zhou Meihua's house, except that there were more things, so it looked a little messy.
The host wanted to pour tea, but Shen Qingye waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary and just said, "Can I go to your balcony to take a look?"
"Balcony?" The host didn't quite understand, but still respected: "Of course, go ahead, it might just be a bit messy."
"It's okay." Shen Qingye walked past a pile of debris, stood on the balcony and looked down.
This family is located to the upper left of Zhou Meihua's house. From this position, the outdoor unit of Zhou Meihua's air conditioner can be seen clearly.
Shen Qingye's gaze paused.
"What did you see?" The familiar voice of the man sounded in his ears. Shen Qingye turned around and found that Yue Lingchuan followed him.
"There." She made room a little, pointed over there, and lowered her voice, "There's a shoe print on the air conditioner's outdoor unit."
Yue Lingchuan looked at it intently, and his eyes slowly narrowed.
The outdoor unit of the air conditioner is hung on the outer wall and is exposed to wind and rain all year round. There is usually a thick layer of dust on it, and ordinary people will not deliberately clean it.
At this moment, there was a pair of obvious shoe prints on the air conditioner outdoor unit.
Yue Lingchuan said: "I estimate his height to be around size 41, male, probably between 173-177 cm."
Shen Qingye recalled the characteristics of Li Dazhi that he had just seen, and nodded silently: "If we come down from upstairs, using this air conditioner as a foothold, and then go to Zhou Meihua's balcony, it won't be difficult, right?"
Yue Lingchuan glanced at her, then measured the distance between the two balconies and said, "It's really not difficult."
He asked, "Do you suspect the people upstairs?"
Shen Qingye raised his eyes to look at him and asked, "Don't you have any doubts?"
Yue Lingchuan met her dark eyes and laughed briefly.
Shen Qingye said, "Zhou Meihua is frugal by nature, but she installed an air conditioner half a year after she moved in. The person who installed it for her was Li Dazhi who lives upstairs."
She said seriously, "I just took a look. Li Dazhi is not very tall. I estimate him to be about 1.75 meters tall, which is consistent with your speculation."
Yue Lingchuan lowered his eyes and looked at her for a moment, then suddenly strode out. Shen Qingye was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.
The two of them left the room and went straight to the next door. Yue Lingchuan and Shen Qingye looked at each other and raised their hands to knock on the door.
"Who is it?" A not-so-clear voice came from the room. She didn't know if it was Shen Qingye's illusion, but she felt that the other party was a little nervous.
Shen Qingye cleared his throat and said crisply, "Police."
The people in the room said, "Police, what do you want from me?"
"I have something to ask you."
"Oh, what's the matter?"
Shen Qingye: "Open the door first, how can you talk here?"
"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming soon, it's coming soon."
There was a rustling sound in the room for a while, and soon it died down. Shen Qingye raised his eyes to look at Yue Lingchuan, realized something was wrong, turned around and ran to the next room.
When I went to the balcony, I saw a black figure standing on the air conditioner unit, about to jump down.
She hurriedly shouted: "Captain Yue!"
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