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    "Hey, there is ditch mud around the dotted shoe prints?" Lao Xian pinched a ball of blue-gray semi-solid soil and rubbed it back and forth in his hands. A foul smell came from his fingertips.

    Brother Ming also put the tip of his nose forward and smelled it.

    "Well, it's ditch mud."

    Brother Ming didn¡¯t explain too much. He walked up to the unkempt scavenger and asked, ¡°Uncle, let me ask, did the man who snatched your clothes yesterday wear a coat?¡±

    "No, he wants to wear a coat, why is he trying to steal my cotton-padded jacket?"

    "What kind of cotton-padded jacket, can you describe it?" Brother Ming lowered his voice.

    "The red one with the white stripes. I just picked it up from the trash can a few days ago. Before I could wear it, this little bastard snatched it away from me." The scavenger was very angry.

    After hearing this, Brother Ming turned to Fat Lei and said, "Now contact the people from the criminal police team. Based on the clothes described by this old man, ask them to call surveillance along the surrounding area. They should be able to find traces of the suspect."

    "clear."

    After speaking, Brother Ming turned on his phone and clicked on Google Maps. A small circle with flashing blue light spots was displayed on the map. The location marked by the circle is the geographical coordinates of where we are now.

    "This alley is so dilapidated and not many people usually come here. The ditch mud on the nail shoe prints is obviously brought by the suspect. As I thought, the murderer probably ran to a nearby place after committing the crime.  Wash the blood off your body in the pond.¡±

    At this point, he suddenly paused for a while, then he made a zooming gesture on the phone screen with his left thumb and index finger, and then said with certainty: "The nearest pond is six hundred meters southeast of the crime scene.  The straight-line distance to our place is no more than fifty meters. The weather is so cold and the suspect is wet. He shouldn¡¯t be able to run very far. Let¡¯s go and take a look.¡±

    We jumped in the car and reached our intended destination before the engine had even revved twice.

    The pond is not very big, only a dozen meters long and wide. It is a stagnant pond. The pond is surrounded by several sparse farmland. There is no sign of reclamation in the farmland.

    This phenomenon is very common in our Yunxi City. These lands are basically bought by developers to build residential communities, but due to various reasons such as a broken capital chain, they can only be left here.

    We walked around the pond and quickly found a place where the soil collapsed severely.

    Old Xian rolled up his sleeves, put his hand into the cold water, dug out a piece of blue-gray pond mud from the pond, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then said with certainty:

    ¡°Brother Ming, this is the smell, it¡¯s the same as the print on the suspect¡¯s shoe.¡±

    "What? Brother Xian, can you smell this?" I felt a little incredible.

    "Not just smelling, but also observing." Lao Xian put his muddy hands in the water and rinsed them for a few times, then explained to me:

    "This is stagnant water. The mineral composition in the pond is very stable, so the color of the soil will not change much. This is one. Second, due to the different degrees of water pollution, the smell of the soil will also be different.  .For example, the soil in the pond built near the fertilizer plant has a pungent sulfide smell instead of the normal rancid smell. It is not far from the mountainous area, and few people usually come here, so I can be sure that my  Judgment." Lao Xian shook off the water in his hand and put his right hand, which was red with cold, into his pocket again.

    "What should we do next?" I glanced at Brother Ming, who was staring at the pond in a daze.

    He suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head and looked around the empty surroundings: "Our inference is correct. The suspect's coat must be stained with blood. I suspect that he threw the bloody clothes into the pond. So.  , we need to notify the salvage team to come over and see if they find anything."

    After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and reported to the relevant leaders of the Municipal Bureau, who would dispatch a salvage team.  Our department is the city's flagship for handling homicide cases, and the city bureau responded to our requests. In just over an hour, more than a dozen fully armed professional salvage workers stood around the pond with equipment.

    A few of us squatted aside, staring closely at the salvaged items one by one.

    Finally, after half an hour of salvage, a white jacket stained with large blood stains appeared in front of us, with a brick wrapped in the jacket.

    As if the old man had found a treasure, he took out a large evidence bag from his box and carefully packed the clothes in the bag.

    "Now there are two steps to take," Brother Ming began to speak, "The country?, you should seize the time to extract the DNA from this dress.  "

    "good!"

    "There was a call from the Criminal Police Team just now. All the surveillance videos along the way have been transferred. Jiao Lei, you can analyze the results for me as quickly as possible."

    "Okay!" Fat Lei lifted his pants and answered confidently.

    Although Fat Lei is a sloppy and lazy person, even his QQ signature is "The belt is already a kind of decoration." Anyone who knows him knows that he is not an ordinary person.  During the entire murder investigation, he had to use cameras to record the entire process; and each physical evidence needed to be photographed and fixed before being extracted. This was only the first step; after the photos were taken, he had to arrange, trim, and categorize them in order.  .

    In addition to taking photos, he also has to process video evidence. He has to browse massive amounts of video information in a very short period of time and find the short section in the video that is critical to solving the case.  Sometimes after watching it for hours, the most useful thing may be a tenth of a second flash.  Therefore, if you don¡¯t have a lot of patience, you will definitely not be able to do video work.

    The last technical task is image processing. For example, if you see a certain license plate number in the video that is not clear, Fat Lei can use his professional skills to display the numbers on the license plate.  Of course, this is not absolute. If the pixels of the video are too poor, the gods will not be able to do anything about it.

    Returning to the unit, I waited for several hours with mixed emotions. Lao Xian¡¯s results were the first to be reported back. We detected two types of DNA from the clothes fished out of the pond, one was that of the deceased, and the other¡¯s DNA information was unknown.  , through the analysis of genetic material, the genotype is xy type, that is, male. If nothing unexpected happens, it can be basically determined that this is the suspect's DNA.

    We don¡¯t have control over this strange DNA, but the good thing is that we now have a grasp.

    At this time, there were several black mobile hard drives placed in front of Fat Lei's computer desk, and video clips with time and date were dragged into a special player by him.  Seeing the solemn expression on Fat Lei's face, I didn't bother him. I just added some hot water to his water glass from time to time.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but I lay on the sofa in his office and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was covered with a thick blanket, but Fat Lei, who was sitting in front of the computer, was nowhere to be seen.

    Just when I was about to get up and look for it, Pang Lei walked into the office grabbing a hard drive.

    "What's going on?" I rubbed my sleepy eyes.

    "The video was not fully adjusted and the suspect was lost. I just checked a few more videos to see if I could find out the suspect's complete trajectory." Fat Lei said while connecting the hard drive to the computer.  There was a "ding dong" sound from the speaker.

    "You go on to sleep for a while. I'll call you when dinner is served." Fat Lei smiled at me.

    "Forget it, the case can't be solved, and I can't sleep well." I took out two cigarettes from my pocket, threw one to Fat Lei, lit one myself, sat cross-legged on the sofa and started smoking.

    Fat Lei¡¯s attention was quickly drawn to the surveillance video again, and he ignored me again.

    Time passed by, and the ashtray in front of me was filled with cigarette butts.

    "It's broken!" I was just about to try another one when I heard Fat Lei's miserable cry.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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