The Devil is Lurking By Your Side

So, 4.10 points, what does it represent?

Does it really simply represent time?

I saw it quietly in the conference hall, and everyone was thinking about the meaning hidden in the number 4.10. Leng Yu walked back to her original position and looked down at the messy photos scattered on the table.

"Boss, is it possible that the wall clock at Liang Chengyuan's house just broke?" Huang Lin asked, looking up at Leng Yu.

Leng Yu reached out and flipped through a pile of photos on the table, and suddenly raised his head and said to them: "To know if his wall clock is just broken, we have to look for the answer from this pile of photos."

After she said this, Officer Wu immediately understood what she meant, and nodded and said, "Okay, let's continue to look for it. Maybe there are other wall clocks in his house."

Standing by, Xiao Cheng stroked his chin and said, "I seem to remember that there is an alarm clock in his bedroom at home!"

"It's not too late, let's find it now!" Huang Lin shouted.

A few people buried their heads in a pile of photos again, and looked carefully, until Leng Yu said: "Here!" They threw down a set of photos in their hands, rushed to her side, and leaned their heads. Looked over.

"Huh... It's really 4.10 points!" The three people exclaimed in unison.

Leng Yu gently threw the photo to the table and walked slowly to the other end of the conference hall with his arms around. She poured a glass of water from a drinking fountain in the corner and drank it with her neck back.

At the same time, his head was swiftly moving.

The time of the alarm clock and the wall clock are the same. Why did the murderer deliberately point the time to 4.10? What is his intention to do this?

Officer Wu frowned and looked at the time indicated by the alarm clock in the photo, completely blank. Xiao Cheng and Huang Lin also each sat in a chair, and they also frowned deeply, constantly thinking about what the murderer wanted to express.

When Leng Yu finished drinking a glass of water and then followed the second glass of water, she immediately thought of another thing. She said: "Since the alarm clock is placed in the bedroom, are there blood footprints left in the bedroom? "

She turned her head to look at Xiao Cheng: "Did the trace inspector say anything when you took the photo?"

Xiao Cheng shook his head: "No, they were all in the villa hall at the time, and the bedroom had not been found yet."

Leng Yu raised his hand and glanced at the watch, and said, "Now they should have found the bedroom. Why don't we go to Liang Chengyuan's villa again?"

"Okay, let's go over." Officer Wu agreed.

He quietly looked up at the wall clock in the conference hall, and saw that the time was pointing to 11.15.

He thought, I haven't planned to go home so late, are the police officers in the Federal Bureau so desperate?

The four people shared a police car and rushed to Liang Chengyuan's villa. Officer Wu was driving, he turned his head slightly, glanced at Leng Yu, and saw that her cold face looked abnormally pale under the light of the street lamp.

No matter whether it is day or night, the look on this woman's face is always the same. There is no too much expression, and the nerves on her face are always tight. I really don't know how she did it all day.

As the car drove to Liang Chengyuan's community, Leng Yu turned his head and looked out the window, watching the terrain here, as if he wanted to remember what he saw one by one.

When the car stopped in front of a large mansion, the yellow warning belts surrounding the villa looked particularly dazzling under the light of the car lights, and the police officers guarding both sides of the villa saw the arrival of Officer Wu’s police car and both pointed towards him. He gave his head a moment.

Officer Wu, Leng Yu and others walked out of the car.

Leng Yu turned his head and looked around, and saw that the neighborhood was dark and the road was quieter, with no one. Even if the lights in other houses hundreds of meters away from Liang Chengyuan’s villa were turned off, I don’t know if the owner of the house was asleep or because of this terrible murder, he chose to temporarily move out of the community.

She whispered to Officer Wu: "You go in first. I'll take a look outside the house."

Officer Wu nodded, and walked into the room with Xiao Cheng and Huang Lin.

Leng Yu stood in the middle of an oil road outside Liang Chengyuan’s villa, and looked far ahead with a pair of eyes, and saw a long road extending forward, seemingly endless, but there was a room on both sides. Villa.

She turned around once and looked at the road on the other side. It was the same, without end.

She thought to herself: There are no retail stores or other stores nearby, so people living here must have cars or motorcycles.

If you don't even have basic transportation, then going out the door can be a hassle.

Leng Yu stood alone in the middle of the road.

Except for the company of two police officers outside the villa, no one else was seen. Both police officers are well-trained and will not speak unless necessary, so the community seems particularly deserted.

It's like a dead city with no one inhabited.

Leng Yu sighed quietly, turned around and stepped into Liang Chengyuan's villa. When she came to the hall, she saw a large area of ​​dried blood mixed with messy footprints on the ground.

If you look closely at the shoe prints on the footprints, they are all left by police officers. Leng Yu knew that when police officers were carrying corpses, they would inadvertently step on blood stains, so they left footprints on the blood stains.

She cautiously stepped on the pedal prepared by the trace inspector, and walked step by step into Liang Chengyuan's bedroom. When she found Officer Wu, she saw him chatting with one of the trace inspectors.

Leng Yu didn't bother them. He bent down and looked at the floor in the bedroom. He saw that there were **** footprints printed on it, but he couldn't see any patterns of the footprints.

Leng Yu walked slowly along the extension of the foot print, and stopped when she saw the foot print on the head of the bed in the bedroom. She straightened up, and when she looked at the head of the bed, she saw a red alarm clock there.

She glanced at the clock dial of the alarm clock and saw that the time really pointed to 4.10.

Police Officer Wu came to Leng Yu's side after learning about the situation with the trace inspector. He said: "The murderer is too cunning, and these footprints cannot be identified at all."

Leng Yu nodded and said, "Well, I know."

Then, she pointed to the time on the alarm clock and said again: "We can only track down from this clue."

Later, she walked toward the window of the deceased's bedroom, turned her head and greeted Officer Wu: "Officer Wu, come here."

Officer Wu moved to the spot where Leng Yu was standing in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Leng Yu gave up a position and said to Officer Wu, "Officer Wu, you stand here. If you look out of the window here, what can you think of?"

According to Leng Yu's words, Officer Wu stood where she had stood before, and looked outside, and saw the dark outside the window, a long road extending to the opposite side far and far away, with no end in sight.

He frowned and said, "Don't you just see a road?"

Leng Yu smiled slightly and said, "Officer Wu, if you think about it, the surrounding area is already occupied by other villas. There are no shops, no playgrounds, nothing. I was thinking, if the murderer is an acquaintance, maybe he He lives in the community. But what if he doesn’t live in this community? You see, the surrounding roads are long and seem to have no end, so what we can prove is that the community is very wide. If the murderer If he comes alone, he must have the means of transportation. If the murderer came by walking, he would not be able to walk so far after the murder. Therefore, combined with the dictation of the security guard in the hospital, a motorcyclist is in broad daylight. Under the circumstances, he was stuffed with money, so I dare to conclude that the murderer is probably him."

"If the murderer is really a motorcyclist, it would be difficult for us to catch him. He must be prepared and bought a fake car license to prevent us from finding him." Officer Wu sighed.

"Well, this is the difficulty we are currently facing." Leng Yu agreed with his statement.

Seeing the dark scene outside the window, the two of them couldn't find a more powerful clue to track down and locate the murderer for a while.

***

It was nearly midnight when Lin Shengchuan and several colleagues from the hospital gathered in a bar. Every Friday, they make an appointment to come to the bar to drink together after work, and the meeting will not end in the early hours of 12 o'clock in the morning.

Lin Shengchuan was sitting in a corner by the wine table, drunk and drunk, his face was flushed with the wine, and his mind was no longer clear.

When he wanted to drink again, the glutinous rice **** sitting next to him snatched the wine glass in his hand, and then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "It's 12 o'clock, let's go home."

The rest of the colleagues here also stood up one after another, and some even hiccup from time to time, and everyone's footsteps have begun to appear chaotic.

I drank a bit too much tonight.

After Lin Shengchuan drank the last sip of wine in his hand, he stood up with everyone. Tangyuan looked at him with a dizzy look, and he held his arm, and asked, "Brother Shengchuan, can you still drive later? If you can't, call it a driver." There was a hint of worry in his tone.

Lin Shengchuan got rid of the glutinous rice **** holding his right hand, waved to him, and said, "It's okay, I'm not drunk, so I can drive."

Alas, drunk people always say that they are not drunk.

Tangyuan shook his head. He knew he had to drive, so he didn't drink much tonight. However, Lin Shengchuan, who was sitting next to him, drank one cup after another, completely out of control.

Seeing Lin Shengchuan's back disappeared at the door, Tangyuan summoned the bartender, and after begging for a glass of water, sat back in the same position and drank slowly.

Lin Shengchuan staggered to the side of his car, took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket, and drunkenly found the keys of the car from the bunch of keys, opened the door, and sat in.

He leaned his head on the seat of the car and waited for the slight drowsiness to pass before starting the car and drove to his home.

Lin Shengchuan drove the car, looking at the road ahead, suddenly felt the body shake slightly.

what happened?

Lin Shengchuan thought to himself.

When he drove the car to a traffic light intersection, he turned his head and looked around and saw that only his own car was parked in the middle of the quiet road.

He wanted to get out of the car to see what happened that made his body shake. However, when he tried to open the doorknob, he couldn't help laughing.

Maybe it was because I drank a bit too much tonight, and I was drunk, so I had an illusion, right?