Abnormal Biology Institute

Compared with his home and the community, the house Mr. Qian lived in was not a little bit worse. Xia Jiaoyang walked around the community but couldn't find a place to park, so he had to park outside the community, and the two walked in.

The old man in the security booth at the door was dozing off, Xia Jiaoyang glanced at it wordlessly, and silently put the prepared documents back into his pocket.

The house that Mr. Qian rented was on the sixth floor. Looking at the cramped corridor, Xia Jiaoyang had a little judgment on the other party's financial ability.

Xia Jiaoyang: "It seems that Mr. Qian is living in a difficult situation. The environment of this community is not good, the buildings are old, and there is no elevator... If there is no elevator, the higher the floor, the cheaper the rent, right?"

Shi Qi nodded: "After all, he is unemployed, and it seems that he has no fixed source of income."

While talking, they had already arrived at Mr. Qian's door, Xia Jiaoyang looked back calmly, this floor was not worth mentioning to him, but Shi Qi didn't even catch his breath.

Xia Jiaoyang reached out and knocked on the door. Not only was the sound insulation of this building not very good, but the echo in the corridor was quite loud. Xia Jiaoyang knocked twice, but failed to knock Mr. Qian out, and actually knocked out his neighbor next door.

The neighbor next door who opened the door was a middle-aged woman who looked like a housewife. It seemed that this was not the first time she had encountered such a situation, and she said without raising her head, "Express delivery? Let me go first, and I will help you..."

When she saw the two people in front of her, the middle-aged woman was obviously taken aback. The two people really didn't look like they were here to deliver the courier. She held the doorknob cautiously: "You, who are you? Small money?"

Xia Jiaoyang nodded, showing a polite smile: "We are his friends, I have something to do with him, isn't he at home?"

"Knocking so loudly and still not opening the door, it must be that he is not at home." The middle-aged woman was a little cautious. "Xiaoqian doesn't usually go out, but occasionally he does. When I go out, I will help him receive the courier."

"Are you really his friends? He's lived here for so long, and it's the first time I've seen a friend come to his door."

Xia Jiaoyang's expression was a little surprised: "Doesn't anyone come to him usually?"

"Except for those who deliver couriers and takeaways, they come to receive couriers. He even asks the deliverymen to take away the garbage." The middle-aged woman showed a look of hatred, "You said he looks quite upright." Young man, why can't you go out and find a job? Why are you squatting at home, how worried your parents are..."

Xia Jiaoyang smiled, and said casually: "In this day and age, you can make money at home. Look at those who open Taobao stores."

The middle-aged woman muttered a few words: "I don't think he looks like a seller, and he doesn't buy goods, and the express delivery he sends out varies in size and size, and there are only a few times a month. What he sells is not enough to live on. ah."

"That's right." Xia Jiaoyang laughed and didn't say much.

The middle-aged woman seemed to suddenly feel something was wrong, she looked at Xia Jiaoyang vigilantly: "Aren't you his friend? Just give him a call? You don't know what he does?"

Pretty alert.

Xia Jiaoyang didn't panic, and showed a somewhat embarrassed smile: "That's right, I'm not actually his friend, I just ordered from him, and the time is almost here, and there is no news about Xiaoqian, I Isn't this anxious?"

"It's from the same city anyway, so I came to remind you."

The middle-aged woman still had some doubts on her expression, and she asked, "Xiaoqian really sells things online? What does he sell?"

Xia Jiaoyang didn't draft drafts when he lied, his expression was sincere and sincere: "A work of art."

"Huh? Xiaoqian is still an artist?" The middle-aged woman was obviously a little shocked, but after thinking about it, she seemed to be right.

The express delivery is big or small, plus the eccentric personality that doesn't like to communicate with people... It really fits the temperament of an artist!

"Yes." Xia Jiaoyang showed a distressed expression at the right time, "But he doesn't answer the phone... Do you know when he left the house?"

The middle-aged woman frowned and thought for a while, showing a weird look: "This... our community is not very soundproof, and the sound of doors closing is still loud. Usually, I can hear Xiaoqian going out. Today, I didn't hear it today... ..."

Xia Jiaoyang and Shi Qi looked at each other, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

The middle-aged woman didn't think about anything else, she smiled embarrassedly: "Maybe I missed it, I'm sorry."

Xia Jiaoyang nodded to the middle-aged woman, showing a regretful expression: "Well, then let's go first, and come visit another day."

The middle-aged woman opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something, but the two young men hurried on and did not stop again.She glanced at Mr. Qian's door complicatedly, and finally shook her head and closed the door.

Xia Jiaoyang didn't go downstairs at all, he only confirmed that the middle-aged woman had closed the door, and immediately sent a message to Old Zheng.

Lao Zheng quickly responded to the message. Their monitoring personnel confirmed from the monitoring at the entrance of the corridor in the community that Mr. Qian did not come out of the corridor at all, but other than that, they could not confirm that Mr. Qian was in the room.

This neighborhood is quite old, and even the surveillance cameras don't cover all of them, only the one in front of each corridor is barely useful.

Xia Jiaoyang squinted his eyes. Because of the poor sound insulation of the corridor, he had to lower his voice, and leaned closer to Shi Qi's ear and said, "I feel something is wrong."

Shi Qi felt that the breath blowing on his ears was itchy, making him want to scratch it.

But he still held back, just nodded, echoed his opinion, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you asking Old Zheng to open the door?"

"He's working there seriously, and he has to go through procedures to open the door. Can our guess be written into a report?" Xia Jiaoyang disapproved.

"Then what should we do?" Seeing his expression, Shi Qi knew that he had already thought of a solution.

Xia Jiaoyang smiled, took out a key from his pocket and shook it.

Shi Qi looked at it expressionlessly: "Is this also the research institute's...preparation?"

Xia Jiaoyang nodded: "Of course, sliding the door and picking the lock is necessary, but it can't be used to do bad things. There is a terminal on the key handle, and every time it is used, it will be recorded on the computer of the research institute. When you go back, you need to write a report Describe the usage."

"This is also the work of researcher Fu Pingping. After you pass the assessment, you can also go to her and talk about what auxiliary items you need."

Xia Jiaoyang walked lightly to Mr. Qian's door again, aiming at the keyhole.

It was only then that Shi Qi noticed that this key was very special, it didn't have any tooth joints, and at the bottom of the handle was a smooth slender cylinder, which looked like an ornament.

But this special key seemed to fit the keyhole perfectly, and was pushed in effortlessly. Its material was very special, it looked like some kind of alloy with moderate hardness, and it could automatically adapt to the hole in the keyhole. , fill the interior to form a suitable key shape.

After confirming that the key had been pushed to the end, Xia Jiaoyang slowly opened the door.

At first glance, there was no one inside the door.In order to prevent being seen by the neighbors, the two quickly entered the room, and Xia Jiaoyang slowly closed the door.

Signaling Shi Qi to stay at the door, Xia Jiaoyang quickly searched the house. The house was very simple, with only one bedroom and one living room, and there was not much room to hide.

In the end Xia Jiaoyang came out with his pockets in his pockets, shrugged regretfully: "He's not here, he probably slipped away."

Shi Qi didn't obediently stand at the door, he stood in front of the open window on the side of the living room, looked at the screen window that was violently torn down, and nodded: "Well, it seems to have run from here."

Xia Jiaoyang squinted his eyes, and poked his head out of the window to look: "This is the sixth floor, how did he escape, can't he still fly?"

Shi Qi glanced at the edge of the window sill, and there were two white marks left there, he frowned: "The window sill seems to be crushed by a heavy object."

Xia Jiaoyang also leaned over to take a look, and nodded seriously: "Well, does his house have a ladder as tall as a six-story building?"

"He ran away, but he looked more suspicious. It looks like I'm going to win the bet." Shi Qi turned around, with a smile in his eyes, "Is there anything special in his house?"

"It's nothing special at first glance. I'll look it up later." Xia Jiaoyang looked very calm, as if the suspect's escape was not a big deal in his eyes.

Shi Qi couldn't help but look at him more, and asked, "Are there any people in the research institute who are particularly good at tracking?"

Xia Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows. Shi Qi probably felt that his reassurance was because there were people in the research institute who were good at tracking, and the person surnamed Qian couldn't run very far.

But he smiled: "Probably there are in the research institute, but there are also near here."

Shi Qi knew that he was trying to trick him, but he still couldn't help asking: "Where is it?"

Xia Jiaoyang took out his mobile phone: "In the police station, find a police dog."

"Don't think about using supernatural powers for everything. Do you know if you have trouble finding the police?"

Xia Jiaoyang lowered her hair to hear the news, and Shi Qi laughed, "It's difficult to find the police... Isn't it the police who come to us when they have difficulties?"

"This is called helping each other, the police and the people are of one mind." Xia Jiaoyang pressed his fingers quickly without raising his head.

Shi Qi couldn't say no to him, so he simply didn't argue with him, and went to check the only room in the house by himself.

This is Mr. Qian's bedroom. The room is fairly tidy, but there are a lot of scattered things. What's more special is that he has a large craft table.

There wasn't much left on it, and he probably took some of it with him when he left, but even so, there were a few colored pencils and a few rulers left behind.

After Xia Jiaoyang sent the message, he also entered the room. He looked around casually: "You said you won't be caught by me casually, right? This room really has an artist style. I just saw it. His takeaway box or something They were all thrown in the living room, but the room was clean."

Shi Qi raised his eyes: "Compared to an artist, he is more like a designer."

He had already opened a few drawers, and there were still a few blueprints inside that Mr. Qian hadn't had time to take away.

The author has something to say: Xia Jiaoyang: I'm here to arrest people.