Things that solve crimes

"Is the scene of the Wang Xun case still there?" Qin Henian asked.

Wang Hong nodded, "The case has not been solved yet, so we dare not destroy the scene."

"Find someone to take me there." Qin Henian said as he walked towards the door.

Wang Hong followed him closely, "You want to investigate Wang Xun's case?"

Qin Henian pushed the door open and walked out, saying, "Hmm," "I always feel that Zhou Ju's death is related to Wang Xun's case."

"If we can find out that Zhou Ju was the murderer of Wang Xun, then we can determine the cause of Zhou Ju's death."

"The most important thing is, if it is confirmed, then how did the murderer know? There must be something else hidden in Wang Xun's case."

"I'll go with you. I followed Wang Xun's case back then. What do you want to know? Ask me." As Wang Hong spoke, he quickened his pace and walked in front of Qin Henian.

Wang Hong drove the car himself, and the two got in his car and rushed to the crime scene of that year.

When Wang Xun died, she was still in college. She majored in fine arts and took on jobs on weekdays. In order to facilitate her creation, she rented a house in a residential area outside the school.

The community is close to a university and has a nice environment. Many people buy and rent houses there. However, after a murder case, housing prices plummeted and the number of people renting houses dropped sharply.

Especially the building where Wang Xun lived, the whole building was empty and no one dared to move in now.

In the silence, only the sound of "footsteps" could be heard. When they reached the third floor, Qin Henian, Wang Hong and the property manager who had been dragged here stopped in front of a door.

Wang Hong looked at the house number and said, "This is it." He looked at the property manager and said, "Open the door."

The property manager took out the key with trembling hands and opened the door with trembling hands.

When the door opened, dust flew. Qin Henian waved his hands in the air a few times, and he and Wang Hong walked in fully armed.

It was a mess inside, with large bloodstains on the floor, which were dark in color. There were also many drawing papers on the table, including white paper and many finished paintings.

Looking at the pool of blood in front of the sofa, Qin Henian asked, "Is this where the deceased died?"

Wang Hong nodded. He saw messy hand prints and footprints around the pool of blood. Some of the hand prints and footprints were incomplete, as if they were rubbed on.

He glanced at the drawing paper on the table, the paint on the sofa, and other places, then turned around and asked, "Where is the deceased's cell phone?"

The deceased was a college student, not an elementary school student, and he had the ability to earn money. How could he not have a mobile phone for himself?

Wang Hong frowned, "We didn't find it. We asked the deceased's mother and she said the deceased had a cell phone."

"When the deceased was found, he was dumped in the suburbs, naked, with no other marks except for wounds, and no other items were found."

"We didn't find her cell phone at the deceased's home afterwards."

Qin Henian touched his chin and said, "That means it is possible that the murderer took the phone away."

Apart from the deceased, the murderer could have taken the phone with him, but why? Unless there was evidence hidden in the phone, why would the murderer take it with him?

While Qin Henian and Wang Hong were discussing the case, the property manager at the door had froze.

He was not the previous property manager of the community. After the murder happened, the previous person resigned quickly, and then he came to this community to be the property manager.

This was the first time he saw the crime scene. Looking at the large patches of blood in the house, his legs felt weak.

Resign, he must resign.