“So, it’s highly likely that the murderer was disguised as a deliveryman.” Qiao Wanwan couldn’t sit still after hearing this and paced back and forth. “According to Xu Lai, He Songling’s last words before he died were to tell her to run quickly. He also realized that he had been poisoned. Perhaps he didn’t even know who killed him, otherwise he would have told Xu Lai.”
Jiang Dong nodded. "Yes, generally speaking, if He Songling knew who the murderer was, he would definitely tell Xu Lai to be careful of this person. But he didn't say such important information before he died, so he probably didn't know."
"We must find the murderer as soon as possible. If he is indeed a remnant of Lin Feng's gang, he will pose a great threat to Wutong Bay."
"Don't worry, Madam, I have already arranged for people to investigate this matter more quickly."
"I'll call Xu Lai right now and tell her to be careful."
Just as Qiao Wanwan took out her phone, Xu Lai called.
“Xu Lai,” Qiao Wanwan answered immediately, “I was just about to call you.”
"Madam Zhan, is there any news?"
"Yes, my men have already checked. He Songling didn't send any packages that day."
"In other words, the murderer disguised himself as a deliveryman to come to our house and poisoned He Yu!"
"There is no direct evidence yet to prove that this deliveryman did it, but he is currently the prime suspect."
"By the way, Madam Zhan, I suddenly remembered something I wanted to tell you when I called."
"What's up?"
“The security abroad is not as good as in our capital city. There are often thieves, so we installed a security camera at home, which is right in front of the front door. We should be able to see what happened at the time.”
"That's great!" Qiao Wanwan asked, "Is the surveillance camera connected to your phone?"
“It was He Yu who put it on. He should have it on his phone, but I was completely dazed for those two days and didn’t bring his phone with me when I returned to China.”
Qiao Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "In order to find out the truth as soon as possible, I'll have my people open your door and retrieve your phone. Do you have any objections?"
"Of course not, our front door uses a smart lock, I'll tell you the password."
"good."
Two of Jiang Dong's men quickly entered He Songling and Xu Lai's house and, based on Xu Lai's information, found He Songling's cell phone.
The phone was out of battery, so the two of them charged it first. Then they found the surveillance app on the phone, found the video from the day of the incident, and sent it to Jiang Dong.
Jiang Dong immediately showed it to Qiao Wanwan, "Madam, the video has arrived."
In the scene, He Songling goes to open the door, and there is indeed a person wearing a delivery uniform standing outside.
This person was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, with the brim pulled down so low that their face was completely obscured.
After placing the express delivery box on the ground, he took out the shipping label and pen for He Songling to sign.
When He Songling took the pen, his hand felt as if it had been pricked by something.
The deliveryman said something, and He Songling quickly signed the form, took the package, and went inside.
At this moment, Xu Lai came downstairs. Before He Songling could even unpack the package, the two of them went straight into the restaurant.
"It really was this delivery guy!" Qiao Wanwan rewound the video and pointed to He Songling's right hand holding the pen. "It's obvious that there's something wrong with this pen. That's when He Songling got pricked. But since he didn't have any particular reaction at the time, it was just a prick that broke his skin and bled a little. I guess the delivery guy was apologizing, and He Songling didn't mind. He signed the document and let him go."
Jiang Dong said, "Madam, the surveillance coverage in the small town where they live is inadequate, so it may be difficult to find this person through surveillance footage."
"Let's contact the local police first to help check the surveillance footage and try our best to find him." Qiao Wanwan stared at the deliveryman in the video footage. "Why do I feel like this deliveryman's build doesn't quite look like a man's..."
Jiang Dong looked closely and said, "Madam, you see, there are steps at the entrance of He Songling's house. He Songling is standing on the steps, which makes the deliveryman look shorter."
“No…” Qiao Wanwan said, “My intuition tells me that this should be a woman. She should be wearing several thick clothes inside to make herself look fatter, most likely to cover up her figure.”
"This man is indeed short and stout, but how can you be sure that he's concealing his figure, Madam?"
“Look at her hands.”
Jiang Dong zoomed in and examined the image closely. "He's wearing gloves, so I can't see anything."
Qiao Wanwan said, "We've all met He Songling. She should be around 1.8 meters tall. Judging from the height difference between the two of them, minus the height of the steps, this person's height is definitely no more than 1.7 meters. Although she is wearing gloves, you can see the length of her fingers. At her height, it's impossible for her to have such long fingers."
Jiang Dong scratched his head. "So?"
“Look at her action again.” Qiao Wanwan played the video. “Look at how she takes the pen back from He Songling.”
Jiang Dong was completely baffled. "This action is perfectly normal."
Qiao Wanwan got up, grabbed a pen, and handed it to Jiang Dong. "Here you go."
Jiang Dong immediately accepted it.
"You see, when we normal people catch a pen, we use our fingertips. Because pens are relatively small, it would be very difficult to hold one if we used our palms. Using our fingertips is the most reasonable way."
"yes."
"But look at the person in the picture, the place where she takes the pen is not the tip of her finger."
Jiang Dong looked at it carefully again. "Madam, you're right, the position isn't quite right, but it doesn't look like she caught it with her palm, because she didn't make a gripping motion with the pen."
“Yes, considering that her fingers are unusually long and don’t match her height, there’s only one possibility: she did catch the pen with her fingertips, but her nails are exceptionally long, which is why this happened,” Qiao Wanwan pondered. “But most people wouldn’t have such long nails, as they would attract too much attention. So I’m more inclined to another possibility: that she’s a woman who has had her nails done, and that she’s wearing long manicures.”
“What you say makes sense.”
"Of course, this is just my guess and needs to be confirmed."
How can this be verified?
"Have the maid do your nails and put on gloves, and it will be immediately obvious."
"I'll arrange it right away."
Qiao Wanwan has a personal nail technician who quickly gave the maid a manicure and put on black gloves. It was clear that the length of her fingers did not match her height.
Jiang Dong then used a pen to conduct an experiment, proving that his conjecture was consistent with Qiao Wanwan's.
Jiang Dong felt extremely guilty. "Madam is so meticulous. I would never have noticed anything amiss!"
"Men and women have different focuses, it's not your fault."
"Thank you, Madam." Jiang Dong nodded. "She was wearing gloves to try and hide the fact that she was a woman, but she still managed to give herself away."
"Yes, manicures will be directly exposed, and even if she removes them, her fingers are still easily exposed. She deliberately wore thick clothes to cover her figure, but hands cannot be faked. It is very unlikely that a fat person would have a pair of slender hands."
Jiang Dong stroked his chin. "It's actually a woman. Could it be that He Songling owes her a debt of love?"
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