Chapter 75 Traces
"hiss……"

Seeing that he stopped talking, Jin Zhihai asked while rubbing his chest that was hit by a punch. He found that his childhood friend seemed to be getting more and more energetic.

"So what did you think of when you suddenly stopped talking?"

"Luo Yang was bored and asked one of his friends to investigate my background."

"What did you say? Background? Have you found out?" Jin Zhihai suddenly became alert and asked hurriedly without thinking about why Li Yancheng was becoming more and more energetic.

"It's unclear, it's not certain whether it's true or not, it's all speculation."

"How to say?"

"His friend said that according to his investigation, I am not from Beijing, but from Tianjin. My family name is Cheng, and I should be quite wealthy.

As for why my grandfather picked me up outside the city of Jing, the specific reason cannot be found out, but what is certain is that the Cheng family had placed an advertisement in the newspaper in Jing looking for someone at that time.

As for where the Cheng family is now, he couldn't find out. They must have gone abroad, but he didn't know where they went. "

Hearing this, Jin Zhihai's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned around and looked around. Seeing that there was no one nearby, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother, you are not going to continue looking along this path, are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. Regardless of whether I can find out anything, if my life story is known by someone with ulterior motives, no matter if it's true or not, I guess someone will use it to make trouble.

The Chen family has already troubled me once, and I don't want to cause trouble for myself again. The reason I told you this is just because you mentioned this just now, and I thought of telling you. If you ask me to look for it, I will definitely not do it. "

"Huh..." Jin Zhihai breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his childhood friend say this.

He was really worried that his childhood friend would get excited and want to find out his background. If he really did, regardless of whether there were any other problems, the fact that the other one was rich would be enough to cost him his life.

"You didn't tell anyone else?"

"I'm not stupid. You're the first and only one. I can't possibly tell anyone else."

"That's good, that's good." Jin Zhihai breathed a sigh of relief, but also kept this matter in mind.

In his opinion, who doesn't want to know what their life story is like?

It may be inconvenient for others to check, and it is likely to arouse suspicion. Their task force is now constantly looking through files and searching for information, and checking it by the way will definitely not attract other people's attention.

Of course, that needs to be checked.

However, the fact that the Cheng family was able to come to Beijing back then means that they must have some related connections here, either through business or through relatives. As long as there are, there should be information.

He didn't tell Li Yancheng about his idea, and planned to check it out first without delaying his normal work.

After all, the two grew up together and knew each other quite well. Seeing his eyes turn, Li Yancheng roughly guessed what he was thinking.

"Zhi Hai, I told you this just because we were talking about age, and I just happened to think of it. I don't have any other thoughts.

Don't try to check for me in private. I'm not that curious about my life experience. In fact, you should know that even when my grandfather was alive, I never said that I wanted to find my biological parents.

So, don't act on your own. The current environment is so severe, it would be bad if something unexpected happens, so don't make things difficult for yourself."

"Uh...Okay, I get what you're saying."

"Let's go. Let's go inside after we finish smoking. I remember you said that there were footprints at the scene of your case. If it doesn't violate the rules, let me see it." "You can also see footprints?"

"No, but it won't stop me from taking a look. I'm quite curious about this."

"Okay, I happen to have a full-size photo in my bag."

Strictly speaking, Li Yancheng suggested looking at the footprints not because he really couldn't understand them, but just to divert Jin Zhihai's attention.

He can actually understand some footprints.

Of course, the footprints he could understand had nothing to do with traceology. It was just that the medical skills he inherited allowed him to judge whether a person's hip and foot bones were deformed by the wear and tear on the soles of the shoes.

For example, there is obvious wear on the forefoot and lateral side, which is common in people with high arches.

There is also wear and tear on the forefoot and inner side, which indicates flat feet; wear and tear on the outer side of the big toe, which indicates hallux valgus; and there is also asymmetric wear and tear, which may be due to unequal length of the lower limbs or a problem with the hip joint.

The black and white photo in front of me is a footprint of a right foot, left by a leather shoe. Not many people can afford to wear leather shoes these days, but I think Jin Zhihai and the others have already investigated it, and there must be no signs.

There doesn't seem to be any abnormal wear and tear, except that the heel and forefoot are more severely worn.

But after looking at it for a long time, Li Yancheng always felt that the marks left on the forefoot of the footprint in the photo did not look like the wear and tear left by normal walking, so he asked.

"What is this?" he asked, pointing to the front of the right foot footprint in the photo.

"Traces of wear and tear." Jin Zhihai glanced and explained, "The murderer must be engaged in some special type of work, or there is a problem with his right leg, so the forefoot of his right foot is more severely worn."

"Then his heels are badly worn out too."

"As for my walking posture, I walk with my feet turned outwards, and my heels are badly worn out."

Jin Zhihai turned his body, crossed his legs, and pointed at the heel of his right foot.

Looking at the soles of his shoes, Li Yancheng lifted up his feet and took a look. Since his soul traveled through time and space, his weight had been soaring in the first month.

His height is 1.8 meters and his weight has always been around 130 pounds, which makes him relatively thin.

But since his soul traveled through time, his weight has reached 180 kilograms and he has gained 50 kilograms. Fortunately, you can't tell anything from the outside, otherwise it would be scary.

The increase in weight also caused the soles of his shoes to wear out faster. He always landed heavier on his heels when walking, so the soles of his shoes were most worn out at the heels.

But the wear and tear on the heel and forefoot in the photos looks weird.

He put his feet on the ground, raised the front of his feet, and tried moving back and forth for a long time using only the heel.

Seeing him looking down at his feet, Jin Zhihai also became interested, moved the stool away and squatted down.

"What are you doing?"

"I think the wear on the soles of the shoes in this photo looks weird. It doesn't look like normal walking would cause that."

"That's right. Didn't I say that? Maybe he has some special job. Alas, there is only one footprint of his right foot. I can't see the left foot, so it's hard to judge."

(End of this chapter)

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