"How many footprints were found?" Xiong Dalin was surprised at first, and then immediately asked, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier? If it was outside, it was most likely left by witnesses." Song Changqing chuckled and said, "Captain, if it was left by an eyewitness, I would have reported it earlier. Those footprints were obviously left a long time ago. The deceased was killed two days ago. The time gap is too big to be possible. Left behind by witnesses of the murder.” "Is it possible that someone came to check the spot?" Qin Fen couldn't help but ask. Han Xu then said, "This possibility is not very likely. The steel plant is located in a remote place and sparsely populated. There is no need to come here to visit." "Then how do you explain the found footprints?" Qin Fen asked again, like a thinking Kogoro Moori. Xiong Dalin replied, "It's possible that the nearby villagers came to see what valuables there are. The steel plant has been evacuated long ago, but there might be some scrap copper and iron left. We can sell it for some money if we take it back." Qin Fen suddenly felt that his IQ was not up to par among this group of people, so he simply stopped asking questions and would rather die than become a tool. "You two, please carry the body back," Xiong Dalin pointed to the police officers present, then turned back to Song Changqing and said, "Let's go and take a look at those footprints." Han Xu silently praised him for not letting go of any clues. Xiong Dalin indeed had a lot of skills and was indeed the mainstay of the Yancheng police. After receiving the order, the police officers zipped up the body bag and prepared to carry the body back to the Chengdong Police Station.
Han Xu glanced at the corpse unintentionally and felt that he had missed something. "Wait, can you let me see the deceased?" Hearing the sudden question from the young man in front of him, Xiong Dalin could not refuse and waved to stop the police officers. Han Xu was not polite, put on the latex gloves handed over by Song Changqing, and opened the body bag that was placed on the ground again, revealing a pale face. Thin and ferocious, the expression was consistent with Zhang Hengyi's expression before his death, also filled with unwillingness, fear, and even doubt. Han Xu saw the fear of death in the eyes of the deceased. But that's not the point! He took the trouble to pull the zipper to the waist of the deceased, and a pair of even paler hands jumped out. White and purple form a sharp contrast! The white ones are the bloodless hands, while the purple ones are the splendor painted on the nails. Why is it purple? Han Xu was stunned. They were also wearing a red dress, red high heels, and even a long straight black wig. But why were the two victims painted with different nail polish? Is it just a coincidence? Han Xu didn't think the murderer did it on purpose, but for a moment he couldn't think of why! "What did you find?" Xiong Dalin looked at Han Xu's puzzled expression and couldn't help but ask. Han Xu couldn't make up his mind and said casually, "Nothing was found. Let's go over there and look at the footprints." Xiong Dalin nodded to several police officers and motioned for them to take the body away. Then he said to Song Changqing, "Hurry and take us over to take a look." Song Changqing had no choice but to refute Captain Xiong in front of outsiders, so he had no choice but to call Qin Fen and Han Xu and walk together to the south corner of the factory.
When he got closer, Han Xu discovered that there was an escalator hidden in the corner that led to the iron frame on the second floor. "Didn't you say outside the wall? Why are you taking us to the second floor?" Captain Xiong said angrily. "I can still take you into the ditch. Isn't it closer here?" As Song Changqing spoke, he climbed up to the iron frame on the second floor. Several people had no choice but to follow him in confusion. As soon as I got on the iron frame, I discovered that the windows on the second floor had an excellent view, and there was an iron door in an inconspicuous place that led to the platform outside the window. "The structure is quite interesting," Xiong Dalin saw an iron ladder at the corner of the platform outside the window and realized that it was indeed a shortcut. Song Changqing was the first to go down the iron ladder, still dozens of centimeters above the ground, and jumped to the ground one meter away. "Under this ladder are the found footprints. You all should learn from me and jump down. Don't destroy the scene." After hearing Song Changqing's reminder, several people also avoided those precious footprints in a decent manner. Han Xu had excellent skills and landed steadily with a graceful posture. Xiong Dalin did not forget to applaud, and at the same time lamented that time is not forgiving. "No, these are the footprints!" Song Changqing pointed to the muddy ground under the iron ladder and said before the others could take a breath. Han Xu could tell that the floor here was originally made of cement, but over time, some places had become uneven. A low-lying land happened to be formed under the iron ladder. Rainwater accumulated for a long time, and naturally a lot of silt also accumulated. Those few footprints happened to be left on this low-lying land. "I have sent people to collect footprint samples, although it may not have much to do with this case." Song Changqing shrugged, but the meticulousness and caution shown still made Qin Fen and Han Xu look at each other with admiration. Xiong Dalin looked up and down, looked around for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason, "Tell me, my Song Muzi." Song Changqing had nothing to do with his colleague, so he calmed down and said, "These footprints should have been left after the rain. Especially the two footprints directly under the iron ladder, which were formed by someone jumping down from the iron ladder. Falling footprints. So they are much deeper than ordinary footprints. This kind of sole pattern is not very common anymore. I think it was made by old-fashioned green rubber shoes. Nothing else. " "Aren't you an expert in footprint identification? How come you only have this little information?" Xiong Dalin glanced at Song Changqing, signaling him to show off a little more so that the Beijiao Police Department could see the world. Song Changqing knew Xiong Dalin's character and chose to ignore him. Qin Fen also heard Xiong Dalin's little calculations and snorted coldly, but there was nothing he could do. He was only a novice in trace examination, not to mention footprint identification. Han Xu looked at the footprints and squatted down involuntarily, saying as if no one was around, "The person who left these footprints is definitely not the suspect!" "Why do you think so?" Xiong Dalin couldn't help but become interested when he heard Han Xu talking to himself. Han Xu replied subconsciously, "Officer Song just said that these footprints were left after the rain. It rained a little five days ago, but it was not enough to form such a large area of mud, and the edges of these footprints are rounded, and there are also signs of being washed away by the rain. Judging from this, the footprints should have been left after the heavy rain half a month ago at the latest."
Xiong Dalin and Song Changqing tasted something, "Go on." Qin Fen smiled, indicating that he was used to it. Han Xu looked up at several leaders and pondered for a moment, "I may know who may have left the footprints." "What?!"