Han Xu found no valuable clues in the deceased's residence. Zhang Hengyi is a very willful single aristocrat who lives in a luxurious apartment, but his life is not as glamorous as it seems. The living room was in a mess, with clothes scattered in every corner, wine bottles of various styles stacked on the table, some takeout remnants, and empty buckets of instant noodles and ham casings everywhere. "It's been a miserable life." Han Xu frowned and glanced back and forth at the scene, even suspecting that a thief was visiting. "How could it be such a mess?" Song Jiaer's eyes were opened, and she covered her nose with her small hands, trying to block out the weird smell. Han Xu is also single and feels the same way, but it will never be like this. The owner of the house has completely broken away from the level of ordinary house dogs and has a higher level of consciousness. "What a god! How dare you drink like this while driving a taxi?" Han Xu exclaimed, counting the bottles. It seems that the criminal suspect knew the deceased's bad habits very well and drank accordingly. No wonder the deceased took the bait easily. The suspect has most likely investigated and may even have followed the deceased. "Brush!" Song Jiaer opened the curtains, and the lazy light of dusk came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, instead coating the mess on the ground with rose gold, making it shine.
"Is this the same in your dormitory?" Someone was curious. Han Xu hurriedly shook it into a rattle, even if it was true, he couldn't admit it. "Did you find anything?" someone asked again, as if he wanted to escape from here as soon as possible. "No big discovery, just look at the furniture." "has a problem?" "It seems that they have all been replaced and they don't match the decoration style. For example, the red-brown sofa looks cheap. It must have been bought from the second-hand market." After Han Xu said this, Song Jiaer also looked at the few furniture in the room. There were indeed many that did not match the luxurious decoration here, and were obviously not of the same grade. "What does this mean?" Song Jiaer felt like she was about to become a troubled girl. "The luxury apartments in Huilongguan are exclusively for elites from all walks of life. It is very strange for Zhang Hengyi to live here." Han Xu stood up and continued, "If you look at these scattered clothes, there are many big brands. It means that before Zhang Hengyi rented out, He is really a single nobleman, at least he can have a relationship. " "Are you saying that Zhang Hengyi was very rich before?" Song Jiaer agreed with this guess. "More or less, the monthly rent in Huilongguan is a big expense, plus the property fees, Zhang Hengyi's income cannot support it. These replaced furniture also show that he is very likely to go bankrupt, leading to financial constraints. " "So, the deceased was not an ordinary taxi driver?" "Yes, I heard from Master Zhang that he only worked with Zhang Hengyi for two months. He didn't know what Zhang Hengyi was doing before. If this Zhang Hengyi has a complicated social background, then the possibility of vendetta cannot be ruled out." "Why wasn't it a love killing?" the curious baby continued to ask. "In his current state, he probably won't be able to attract any women." Han Xu did not mention the indescribable pile of toilet paper in the trash can. "Hey, that makes sense. It's such a pity. I didn't expect that he was also a painter." Song Jiaer sighed. Han Xu turned his attention to the oil painting on the wall that was incompatible with the surrounding environment. It showed a snow-capped mountain with a simple composition and few colors. The large blank space well showed the majestic mountains and the coldness of the mountains. There was a line of small words in the lower right corner saying - —Zhang Hengyi, the time was eight years ago. "The painting is quite good." Even a layman can feel the impressive artistic conception, and the level of the painter can be seen with the naked eye. After praising this masterpiece, Han Xu looked at Song Jiaer and said, "It's almost done, let's go back."
Song Jiaer immediately looked away and nodded slightly. The two returned to the police station first, and then Song Jiaer drove away alone. A date ended badly. … "Li Le, you are so unkind, you just eat alone!" "If you have instant noodles, eat them as soon as possible. If you don't have enough, I'll buy you another bowl!" Li Le seemed to know that he was in the wrong and rarely shouted. "What's wrong?" Han Xu just walked in. He first looked at Cheng Zi, who was holding a bucket of instant noodles, and then at Li Le, who was suppressing his blush. When Chengzi saw a commentator coming, he yelled again, "I asked Li Le to buy me a lunch box, and this guy came back empty-handed. It's not interesting. Are we still brothers in the trenches?" "I...didn't I forget?" Li Le knew he was in the wrong, so he kept his promise. Han Xu glared at the boy. He was probably having dinner with his friend at noon and had forgotten his friend. "Chengzi, don't pay attention to this scum who values sex over friends. I'll order takeout for you." One sentence perfectly solves the problem. Li Le: "It's better for me to do it and give you a chance to make up for the rift, otherwise I'll feel bad." Han Xu: "You still have some conscience." Orange: "Three portions of twice-cooked pork, two drawers of steamed dumplings, another bowl of soup, and..." Li Le:...... Lao Zhang: “Another egg with pepper!” "Are you attacking the local tyrants? I'm just a wealthy landlord with very little surplus. Can you guys raise your hands and give me a shit?" Li Le was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground. Han Xu turned around and said, "Just order me some porridge, whatever you want." Li Le:...... Half an hour later, the time came to 19:30 in the evening. After several people had eaten and drank, Han Xu planned to hold a small case analysis meeting. First, let’s start with the opening remarks, take a general walk toward the big goal, and boost morale. Then Han Xu pulled over the whiteboard that he had prepared in advance. He didn't like equipment like projectors. It wasn't like he was reporting to his boss, so the whiteboard was more friendly, intuitive and reliable. "Yes, this is the victim Zhang Hengyi. Everyone has the information, so I won't go into details." Han Xu picked up a disposable chopstick and pointed to the headshot in the middle of the whiteboard. "Brother Zhang, your task now is to find out the social background of the victim as soon as possible. I just went to Huilongguan Community and found that the other party might have gone bankrupt before. You should focus on checking the victim's capital flow." Zhang Yaotao nodded when he heard this. Although he was the only old man left in the second group, he still admired Han Xu very much. Not to mention the several major cases that were solved before, the fact that he could identify the victim in such a short time now was enough to explain some problems. "Li Le, tell me about your situation." Han Xu looked at the number one investigator who was still looking bitter.
Li Le put away his cynicism, shrugged and spread his hands, "No witnesses have been found around the crime scene. The Ferris wheel is too desolate, especially at night. Not to mention people, there is not even a ghost." "How can there be no witnesses? There will be some in the future. It may be a legend." Chengzi muttered in a low voice. Han Xu thought to himself that if this case was leaked, that place would really become famous! Ferris wheel, climbing rope, long black hair, red skirt, cross-dressing guy, just thinking about it is exciting!