Criminal Investigation Files

Chapter 126

At this time, Song Wen was already standing at the door of 603 upstairs. This is an old-fashioned residential house. The door is double-layered. There is an iron security door outside and an ordinary wooden door inside. 603 is facing south. There is a balcony on that side, and they had confirmed before they came up that the window of the balcony was tightly closed.

This place is an old community, there is no thermal insulation layer, and it is relatively easy to break through. If the murderer is really inside, there is basically nowhere to hide.

Song Wen held the gun in his hand, lowered his voice and said, "According to the previous clues, the suspect should know that the police are chasing him today. He may not be inside, but everyone should be careful and prepare for everything."

"Understood!" The team members nodded.

The six team members who came up were divided into three groups. Song Wen and Fu Linjiang stood on the left and right of the door, the other two team members stood two meters outside the door, and the last two were ready to support at the turn of the stairs.

Immediately someone took out the tool and started opening the security door outside. The old-fashioned security door was quickly opened, and the wooden door inside was also opened with tinfoil.

Fu Linjiang came to the door first, clasped the gun with both hands, and kicked the door in front of him with his legs. Hearing a thud, the door opened, Fu Linjiang then raised his gun and entered and called, "Police, don't move!"

The four team members glanced inside for a week with guns in hand. There was no light on and no one was inside. Although it was on the top floor, there was only one balcony where light could shine in. At this time, the room was a bit dark with the curtains drawn.

Fu Linjiang, Song Wen and the two team members who came in behind searched the bathroom, kitchen, cabinets, and under the bed and other dead spots, and determined that no one was inside, then turned on the light, and then said to the people outside, "Safe!"

Song Wen looked at the house in front of him. It was only about fifty square meters. There was a narrow living room with a small balcony. There was no dining room. The kitchen and bathroom were very small and outdated. Then there were two bedrooms. The other room is Xie Jianing's room.

There is not much furniture in the house, only a bed and some tables, chairs and stools. There is an old sofa with a collapsed sponge in the living room, as well as a small coffee table. There are two cabinets on the side of the living room.

Xie Jianing's room was the smallest, only about six square meters. Except for the desk, chair, and wardrobe, it was a single bed against the wall.

"Team Song, here are some women's stockings..." Fu Linjiang opened the drawer under the coffee table and faced a box full of neatly arranged women's stockings, feeling the chills behind him. Several of the stockings were also marked with the time, and those times were the date of the victim's victimization.

"Sure enough, it's this pervert!" Another team member said angrily, "Where has he escaped to now?"

Song Wen frowned slightly. Those silk stockings were displayed carelessly on the most conspicuous coffee table in the house by the murderer. Presumably he was not afraid that the rest of the family would know about it...

At this moment, Song Wen smelled a strange smell, it was a faint fishy smell that made people sick. He walked to the balcony with the smell, and as soon as he entered the balcony, he saw a huge white freezer.

This freezer is also outdated, it has been used to yellow, and it is probably placed here to replace the function of the refrigerator.

At this time, the freezer was electrified, making a humming sound unique to electrical appliances, and the smell that made Song Wen feel unpleasant was emanating from the freezer.