Li Jue waited downstairs for a long time and finally saw Tan Wan coming down.
Her hair was a little messy and the toes of her shoes were a little worn. She didn't look like she was surveying the scene, but she looked like she had just been in a battle.
"How's it going? Is it going well?"
"Yeah." Tan Wan responded softly, glancing at Ye Feng who was walking not far away, "We'll talk about it later."
Before leaving, Tan Wan asked one more question: "Why don't you see your wife? Miss Xu, how is she today?"
"She doesn't come to my place very often. She always says there is an unpleasant smell of paint." Ye Feng said calmly and with a smile, "She is very good."
Tan Wan nodded to express understanding and then said goodbye to her.
Ye Feng sent the two of them to the car outside and watched them get in the car and drive away. After they disappeared from his sight, he calmly turned around and left.
............
After sending people off, they re-entered the art gallery.
"Are you sure she wasn't in the toilet at that time?" Ye Feng asked in a low tone, staring at the receptionist.
"Definitely not. I heard the noise close to the door." The receptionist replied.
Hearing this, Ye Feng frowned. After thinking for a moment, he raised his feet and ran towards the studio on the third floor.
The studio door was still locked. Ye Feng quickly entered the password. As the door lock opened, he hurriedly ran into the studio.
"Huh...huh..." Ye Feng gasped and stood at the door, looking into the studio.
At first glance, the studio showed no signs of being disturbed, as if no one had been there.
But Ye Feng did not relax his vigilance. He first looked up at the ceiling, and then walked around the studio.
When he walked to the window, the paintings on the wall caught his eye.
Even though the other party put the paintings back as they were after moving them, Ye Feng could still tell at a glance that these paintings had been tampered with.
"...Shit, we were still found."
There were no guests with reservations in the art museum today, and the receptionist was feeling sleepy as she stood inside the door.
I don't know how long it took, but I heard the boss's footsteps coming downstairs.
When she heard the footsteps, she quickly cheered up and stood up straight.
I saw the boss hurried downstairs, carrying a black picture reel on his back, and hurriedly walked out the door.
When he passed the reception desk, he stopped the car and said to the receptionist: "I'll let you off work early today. You can leave."
The receptionist didn't ask any more questions. She just replied "Hello" and watched Boss Ye leave.
............
Back at the police station, Tan Wan sent the collected sample to the technical department to prepare for DNA comparison.
While waiting for the results, I heard a call from Li Dongliao saying that Xu Lei had gone out and was going to the high-speed rail station.
"Going to the high-speed rail station?" Tan Wan felt very sudden, "Is she the only one?"
"We are on the elevated road now, and Xiao He and I are following. We see that the route is to the high-speed rail station.
She was alone, and she didn't see anyone else. "
Li Dongliao was talking on the phone while staring at the taxi in front of him.
Li Dongliao and Xiao He followed Xu Lei for most of the day. They found an empty house opposite Xu Lei's house, which happened to be opposite the window of Xu Lei's house and could see her every move.
Xu Lei didn't move around very much. She kept lying by the window and reading a book. She read a book all afternoon, answered the phone, and suddenly started packing her clothes and took a taxi to the train station.
"You said Xu Lei went to the train station after answering a phone call?" Tan Wan interrupted Li Dongliao.
"Yes, that phone call lasted about 5 minutes."
Xu Lei's life circle is very small. After she reported the crime, Tan Wan went through the network of connections around her.
"Dongliao, let Xiao He chase me. Come back and help me. There are new clues in the art museum."
When Li Dongliao hurried back and learned that Tan Wan had blood marks under the floor where the pile of paintings was pressed, his expression changed slightly.
"I'm sorry about Team Tan, I didn't investigate clearly."
Tan Wan glanced at Li Dongliao, stared at the hickeys on his neck, and said calmly: "Don't let your love affect your work."
"I, we didn't..." Li Dongliao was adamant at first, but when he saw Tan Wan pointing at his neck, he blushed and stopped talking.
"Not only did you not find the blood on the ground, you didn't even find the footprints on the outdoor air conditioner compressor." Tan Wan did not intend to let him go, and continued, "I forgot about the evidence collection gold for 72 hours. Have you ever thought about it? However, your negligence will ruin an important clue to the case!"
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
Tan Wan sighed. Ever since he was found hanging out with Tan Xuese, this guy had been obsessed with work. In just a few days, he seemed to be a completely different person.
"Don't apologize to me. If you can, go and apologize to the deceased." Tan Wan looked at him unhappily, "You have to pick yourself up as soon as possible, otherwise there will be big problems."
Li Dongliao nodded: "I'm going to track the progress of DNA matching now!"
After being connected to the Internet, DNA clue matching is much faster.
Before waiting too long, the system beeped, and someone from the technical department came to talk to me.
"Team Tan, the DNA match failed."
"Why?"
"The DNA in the blood has been damaged by strong oxidants such as potassium permanganate and is no longer useful."
Hearing this, Li Dongliao immediately said: "Damn, this must be the blood stain of the deceased. The murderer must have discovered it in advance and smeared the blood stain with a strong oxidant!"
This can illustrate two points.
The first murderer has strong counter-reconnaissance capabilities and knows very well how to deal with the blood stains of the deceased. He is most likely an experienced criminal.
The second murderer spent so much effort hiding the body and tried so hard to eliminate traces of the murder scene. He must be someone who maintained close contact with the murder scene.
Because he knew very well that as long as the police got proof that someone was actually killed in the studio, they would definitely trace that person.
Because only that person knows the password to the studio.
"Ye Feng." Tan Wan recited the name silently, picked up her bag and walked out, "Let's go find Ye Feng."
The museum was empty, the things in the studio had not been touched and remained as they were, but Ye Feng's phone could not be reached and had been disconnected.
