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The time came to six o'clock in the afternoon.

In the conference room, Wang Ze was the only one.

He carefully read the trace examination report of the technical team, as well as the autopsy report that Li Xiangbin had not taken away, and fell into a deep groan.

The process of killing, as just discussed, is very clear.

After the victim's child left, the killer finished breaking into the house and drugging and cutting the throat.

Of course, it is theoretically possible that the murderer existed as a guest before the child left.

But realistically unlikely.

In that case, it would be tantamount to telling the police who the killer was.

Eight-year-old children's cognitive abilities are already very good, and they are no longer ignorant in early childhood.

"It's not that hard."

Wang Ze muttered to himself in a low voice.

Wang Xiaotong has already determined the authenticity of the surveillance video.

Then, the murderer must be among the thirteen residents of the unit building.

Exactly who it will be, will have to wait for the results of the next investigation.

But now Wang Ze has a doubt in his heart.

That's why the killer chose to do it in the victim's home.

Judging by the clues that we have now.

The murderer's killing experience is abundant.

Psychological quality, very strong.

Moreover, with certain counter-reconnaissance skills.

How could such a person expose himself to the eyes of the police?

There is monitoring at the door of the unit building, and it is impossible for the other party not to know about it.

Evading surveillance is the most basic anti-reconnaissance capability.

The murderer himself should know that choosing to kill in this way is tantamount to telling the police: I am in the unit building, come and find me.

It is strong self-confidence.

Or a provocation to the police?

Wang Ze couldn't figure this out for the time being.

Maybe you can only let the other party answer after catching the murderer.

"Not a single footprint..."

"I don't know if Team Li can find something like shoe covers."

The search of the perimeter has ended.

Nothing but that pair of gloves.

And no stranger's footprints were found at the scene, indicating that the murderer must have been wearing shoe covers.

Since it is not lost, it can only be hidden or destroyed.

"It's a pity that the results of the trace inspection will take time, otherwise, a surprise inspection of all the houses in the unit building may be fruitful."

Wang Ze also knows.

The possibility of finding it is not very large.

At the time, the victim probably wondered why the murderer would wear shoe covers.

The community is an ordinary community, and everyone is not so particular.

Who goes to someone else's house and brings their own shoe covers.

Too deliberate.

Unfortunately, the victim did not find it suspicious.

In the face of acquaintances, it is difficult to have a sense of crisis.

The real breakthrough is probably to start with the interpersonal relationship of the deceased.

As long as the motive for the murder is found.

You can basically know who the murderer is.

After thinking for a while, Wang Ze got up and left the conference room.

Outside the door, I just ran into Li Xiangbin.

Seeing Wang Ze come out, the busy Li Xiangbin stopped and said, "How is it, do you have any gains?" "

Wang Ze shook his head: "No, it's normal." "

According to the traces left by this family of three at home, Wang Ze probably simulated the situation before the crime in his mind.

There is no doubt about it.

The victim travels back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room.

Their child should be watching TV all the time.

And then there is, eating.

There are no footprints of struggle or conflict.

"Hmm."

Li Xiangbin nodded and said, "Are you going to go to the community where the victim lived before?" "

Wang Ze: "Yes, I'll leave right away." "

Li Xiangbin: "Okay, it's hard work, I hit back and forth, come back and reimburse." "

"By the way, the place where the murderer drugged was in the kitchen, so he (she) should have accepted the invitation of the victim's family to have lunch, right?"

Wang Ze thought for a while and said, "Maybe, there are actually many excuses. "

"Like visiting the kitchen in small talk."

"For example, I want to borrow some cooking materials."

Li Xiangbin nodded: "That's right, it's not important." "

"Okay, then you can go."

"You don't have to come back tonight, you can come directly to the bureau tomorrow morning."

Wang Ze: "Okay. "

......

An hour later.

Wang Ze, who left the city bureau, took a taxi to the community where the victim lived before.

All around, there are very old buildings.

The highest, no more than five floors.

It looks shabby.

Most of the people who come and go are middle-aged and elderly.

It's like a retirement community.

It is estimated that young people with conditions have already gone to the city center for development.

Even if you don't have the conditions, it's still okay to rent a room.

This is like the difference between buying a house in an 18th-tier city and renting a house in a first- or second-tier city.

Wang Ze did not enter the community immediately.

Instead, I found a random spot nearby and had some dinner.

After that, Fang Cai came to the building where Dong Kang and his wife lived before.

It was around dinner.

There are quite a few people walking in the community.

In the gazebo not far away, there are still several aunts.

Wang Ze blinked and walked towards the pavilion.

Where Big Mom is.

It's the Community Intelligence Center.

As long as it happened, it would definitely not be hidden from them.

"Witty as I am."

Wang Ze smiled.

......