Lei Zhen's car left the special case team. In the car, Lei Zhen handed Dong Yang a cigarette.

"Sun Yu and Xia Lan are having a conflict?"

"It's not a conflict, right?" Dong Yang slowly blew out smoke rings, "If you don't agree, let's fall in love! Only by giving it a try will you know whether it's suitable."

"I'll go!" Zhang Yao in the back row seemed to have heard the shocking news, "Brother Yu and Xia Lan broke up?"

Dong Yang did not respond. As a bystander, he felt that Sun Yu and Xia Lan were inappropriate.

As Sun Yu's number one fan, he felt that only a beauty like Xia Lan was worthy of his master. He could also see that Sun Yu had Xia Lan in his heart.

"Team Lei!" Zhang Yao stretched his head to the front row, "It's all because of your harsh words that day. I think Team Xia was hit hard and wanted to get rid of Brother Yu's crutch, which is why it happened like this."

"If she can't accept the truth, then she still has a long way to go."

Lei Zhen was a little angry. He didn't expect that his fight with Xia Lan that day would have such big consequences.

The three of them arrived at Linzhai, where Dong Yang's younger brother had already been waiting there for a long time.

The room Lin Ziming lived in was very simple. The door was not locked when the three of them went there. Dong Yang's younger brother said that the door was not locked and seemed to be broken.

The room has a layout of one bedroom and one living room. The living room is empty without any furniture, and there is only a bed and a bedside table in the bedroom.

"This kid really ruined his family by gambling! No wonder he had to lock the door, he didn't even have anything valuable." Zhang Yao said with a smile.

"A gamble can ruin your life. Do you think this is a joke?" Lei Zhen took a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the room without any clues.

Although there was no evidence, Lei Zhen's intuition told him that Lin Ziming must have lost his life because of gambling.

The three of them waited in the room for a while, and Dong Yang's younger brother found the landlord, Aunt Wang.

"I rented this house to her." Aunt Wang said with a face after entering the house, "You damn gambler, you still owe me two months of rent!"

"You live upstairs?" Lei Zhen noticed that Aunt Wang came down from upstairs. When Aunt Wang nodded, Lei Zhen asked again: "Has anyone come to him to collect debts recently?"

This kind of gambler has a rich family. It doesn't take much thinking to know that he owes a lot of gambling debts. It is also possible that the creditor will kill him in anger.

Aunt Wang nodded, "A few days ago! Two people came here, one of them was bald and sneaking around the door.

When Lin Ziming came back in the evening, they blocked the door. The bald man even said that if he didn't pay back the money, he would be killed. Then they entered the house, and I didn't dare to come over and listen to them."

"Can you be sure what the date is?" Lei Zhen asked.

Aunt Wang thought for a while and said, "No. 22."

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"It was that day. I never saw him again after that day." Aunt Wang's answer was affirmative.

The clues here have been cut off. The one who is more suspected now is the bald man who threatened Lin Ziming. If we want to find this bald man, we can only rely on Dong Yang's people and Lei Zhen's informants.

The days in winter are always shorter than in summer. It was only after five o'clock, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

"Team Xia, Lin Ziming's father Lin Mosen has come to identify the body."

Xia Lan nodded, followed Xu Hui out of the office, and saw a grizzled old man Man Bin in the hall.

Lin Mosen is a teacher who retired early due to personal reasons a few years ago.

Looking at Lin Mosen, Xia Lan could feel the vicissitudes of life deep in the old man's eyes.

It's no wonder that the son is a gambler. It is certain that he is unfilial and will cause harm to his parents.

Xia Lan and Xu Hui led Lin Mosen to the forensic team on the third floor. Yu Jing had already finished piecing together the body parts, and the body parts on the autopsy table were covered with a large cloth.

Yu Jing carefully pulled the cloth, revealing the corpse's bloody face.

Lin Mosen looked confused from beginning to end. He frowned and looked at the face that was completely unrecognizable, and shook his head with difficulty.

Xia Lan raised her left hand towards Yu Jing, indicating to her to reveal the deceased's severed fingers.

The other side of the big cloth was slowly opened, revealing the severed fingers of the corpse.

The moment he saw the severed finger, Lin Mosen's body shook.

Xia Lan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly helped Lin Mosen, who was about to faint. He was not tall, barely 1.7 meters tall. His body was a little stooped, and his head just passed Xia Lan's shoulders.

Lin Mosen's body was shaking non-stop, Xia Lan could hear a faint swallowing sound, and two words slowly came out of his mouth, "It's him!"

The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift.

For some reason, Xia Lan seemed to see another scene. Her father stood in front of his brother's tombstone, saying nothing, but his expression was as painful as Lin Mosen's.

Xia Lan asked Yu Jing to extract Lin Mosen's DNA, then helped him to the lounge on the first floor and gave him a cup of hot tea.

"Based on the severed finger, can we be sure that it is Lin Ziming?" Xia Lan knew that her questions were redundant. The most powerful evidence was the DNA identification results later.

Lin Mosen nodded slowly while holding the tea cup, "Lin Ziming likes to gamble. A year ago, someone had his fingers chopped off because he couldn't pay his gambling debts. I've seen his hands too many times and I can't be mistaken."

"Do you know who he owes money to now? In other words, does he have any enemies?"

"I don't know." Lin Mosen shook his head.

"Not sure?" Xia Lan blinked. She suddenly realized that Lin Mosen and Lin Ziming did not live together. "Do you rarely interact with each other?"

Lin Mosen's eyes gradually dimmed, "A few years ago, after he became addicted to gambling, his mother was so angry that she became ill. Every time he came home, he asked for money. A year ago, he pissed his mother to death.

I kicked him out of the house in anger. He also has a younger brother named Lin Feng, who is my only son."

The tone was simple and flat, but it made Xia Lan feel Lin Mosen's deep despair for Lin Ziming.

"When was the last time you saw Lin Ziming?"

Lin Mosen replied without hesitation: "December 2."

Xia Lan looked at Lin Mosen. He was still holding the teacup and staring blankly ahead. His answer to the date seemed to be completely instinctive.

"That day is very special, right?"

Xia Lan subjectively felt that Lin Mosen was not the murderer, and the way he spoke was very tactful. After all, almost a month had passed, and logically speaking, he should not remember it so clearly.

"That day was my birthday, and he bought two tea leaves for my birthday."

Speaking of this, Lin Mosen laughed to himself, "I thought he had changed his ways, but I didn't expect that he started borrowing money before the cake was even eaten. His brother got angry and drove him away."

Xia Lan silently stared at the old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life in front of him, and could no longer get any useful information out of his mouth.

Rather than letting him continue to hear Lin Ziming's name here, it would be better for him to leave this land of right and wrong quickly.

Xia Lan stood up and said, "Sorry! We will definitely catch the murderer as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!