Biting the red lips

After all kinds of bumps along the way, everyone finally parked the car at Tang Zhenlan's hometown when the sun went down.

It's about the peak time for get off work, so the community is quite lively now.

Taking advantage of Han Fan's time to contact the local police station, Sheng Wan opened the door and got out of the car.

Tang Zhenlan's home was on the first floor. Directly opposite the north window was the community gym. Sheng Wan looked indoors from the window and saw nothing but mess on the ground.

She lowered her head. Below the window sill was a narrow cement foundation, a thin layer, and further away was a row of green belts.

However, there was no clue whether it was the window sill or the concrete floor.

Sheng Wan was about to stretch her head and look inside when she heard Han Fan suddenly greet her.

"Sister-in-law, people from the local police station are on their way. Let's go to the scene first."

Sheng Wan nodded, still taking a quick look at the green belt before leaving.

"Because the lock was broken by someone, we can't contact the homeowner at the moment, so we have to ask the property management staff to change the lock and get the key first. We plan to count the lost items and deal with them after the homeowner comes back."

Soon, the police arrived at the scene.

The policeman from the police station explained as he opened the door: "The homeowner is not at home now. It was a neighbor who noticed something was wrong and helped call the police. We have conducted a simple inspection here. He should be a veteran who left no traces and has a relatively strong sense of security." Counter-detection capabilities.”

The door was opened, and the mess in the room immediately came into view. However, what was fundamentally different from the mess was that the smell in the room was very clean, and there was no strange smell.

"Zhenlan is a very tidy person," said the property manager who accompanied the police here. "If she knew that her house had been trashed like this, she would definitely be heartbroken."

The property director kept talking, but Sheng Wan and the others didn't pay much attention. Instead, they immediately dispersed in the room to check.

Sheng Wan came to the bedroom facing the gym, carefully stepped over the items scattered on the floor, stood on tiptoes, and came to the window sill.

The window sills are all covered with marble. Probably because the owner hasn't been back for a long time, there is a thin layer of dust on the boards.

This accumulation of thin dust will definitely leave traces if someone touches it, so even Sheng Wan, who is relatively inexperienced, can see it. There are no clues here.

She sighed softly and turned around to leave, but when her eyes glanced at the floor under the window sill, she immediately stopped.

She walked slowly to the window, carefully squatted down, and focused on a certain place.

The decoration of the old house is of a retro type. The floors and baseboards are all the mahogany liver color that was popular in the past. Although this color is quite ugly, it will be particularly conspicuous if something light-colored falls on it.

For example, a bit of scattered cigarette ash.

Sheng Wan narrowed her eyes slightly. She didn't feel that an old lady who lived alone and liked to be tidy would stand by the bed in the room and have the habit of smoking.

Then it is obvious who left this soot.

Thinking of this, she immediately stood up and opened the closed window.

In the narrow groove of the glass window, a deformed cigarette butt appeared inside.

"Haha, smoking really messes things up. It seems I need to quit this thing."

Putting the cigarette butt into the evidence bag, Sheng Wan clapped her hands gently and looked at the police: "If there are fingerprints on it, you should be able to compare it with the database."

The policeman never thought that he could find some evidence. He was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly: "Of course, no problem."

"I don't understand," Hu Nian frowned and looked at Sheng Wan, "Why are you sure this is something left by the suspect? According to my reasoning, the suspect should be very cautious in doing things and not leave any traces. "

"You're right," Sheng Wan nodded, "I can tell you don't smoke much." Hu Nian shook his head.

Sheng Wan opened the window, took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, took out one and held it in her hand.

"When people are in a strange environment and suddenly want to smoke a cigarette, they naturally don't want to leave any smell, so they usually choose to open the window."

After speaking, Sheng Wan pointed to the ground directly below the window: "Look at this and the traces of soot."

Hu Nian squatted on the ground and took a look. There was a strange color in his eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at Sheng Wan.

"So, the wind must have picked up last night, and the direction of the wind was blowing towards the room. The cigarette butt himself asked the suspect to throw it out, but the wind blew it back and got stuck in the window gap."

Sheng Wan raised her eyebrows slightly and said nothing. She put the cigarette between her lips, but when she lowered her head to find a lighter, a finger with sharp bones suddenly pinched the cigarette gently.

“It’s easy to cough when you’re exposed to the wind. Why do you imitate others who smoke? Are you afraid that you won’t get seriously ill?”

Sheng Wan raised her eyes and saw the hand reaching over and taking her bag completely.

Sheng Wan sighed softly, and before she could react, Gu Huaichen had already lowered his head and started rummaging through her bag.

"Sheng Wan, most girls bring some cosmetics with them when they go out, but you are unique. You only brought two packs of cigarettes."

Gu Huaichen took out another pack of cigarettes from his bag and frowned, "I didn't expect you to be so addicted to smoking."

Sheng Wan's expression froze for a moment: "What are you doing? Return my bag quickly."

Gu Huaichen took advantage of the situation and put the crocodile leather bag behind him, completely out of Sheng Wan's reach. "Now that the inspection is over, let's go back first."

It was indeed getting dark outside, and the street lights in the community gradually turned on.

Everyone walked out of Tang Zhenlan's home. Han Fan thanked the policeman who came to assist in the work and left.

Everyone walked towards the car, but Gu Huaichen still held Sheng Wan's bag and did not let go.

Hu Nian, who was walking behind, touched Han Fan next to him and lowered his voice, "Why do I feel that your cousin is different from the person in the rumors?"

Han Fan was stunned: "How do you say that?"

"Gu Huaichen is the youngest heir among the aristocratic families in the capital. He should give people the impression of being decisive in killing."

Hu Nian glanced at someone holding a girl's bag with an intriguing expression, "But why do I see today that the person who has the right to speak in your cousin's family is your sister-in-law?"

Han Fan laughed twice: "They should stop asking about things. I think my brother is quite strong. If my sister-in-law is not allowed to smoke, then she is not allowed to smoke."

"Are you sure?" Hu Nian said in a complicated tone, "So now your brother is being whipped because he actively requested it?"

Han Fan followed Hu Nian's gaze and saw Sheng Wan suddenly slap Gu Huaichen on the shoulder, with a loud snap.

Perhaps he felt that the movement was a bit too loud. After Sheng Wan finished beating the person, he didn't even put down his hand in time, so he quickly turned around to see the reaction of the people behind him.

The two people behind them immediately looked away in unison, as if they didn't see the interaction between them at all.

"Oh, now you dare to hit people in public, are you still worried about others seeing it?"

Compared to Sheng Wan's panic, Gu Huaichen was in a good mood.