Bai Hongwei looked at the information in Chen Bai's hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"After people who were related to the incident that year gathered together ten years later, Zhao Demin's child disappeared. There must be some connection between them."

The man put out the cigarette in his hand, and the empty can of beer on the coffee table was already full of beer. The man stood up and opened the refrigerator, but found that the refrigerator was empty.

"Divorce!"

As soon as the woman said the words, the man kicked the coffee table over with anger.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do? Did I lose my child? Every time I send my child to school, have you ever taken care of the child once? If the child doesn't do well in the exam, I will attend the parent meeting. If the child does well in the exam, you will go. I never care about the child's homework and you will know how to sign up for the child's interest class and that interest class every day. Have you ever asked the child? Does he really like it?"

"My mistake? My mistake? Do you think it's all my fault? When you get home from get off work, you know that you are smoking in the car. If you don't sit for an hour, you won't get up. Do you think you parked on the back of the unit building? Look at how you look, you have learned a lot of skills to blame others. If you can't make money, you will vent all your resentment on me. I don't want your child to lose at the starting line. Am I wrong? You know that if you stay in your car every day, will this happen if you go downstairs with your child?"

Zhao Demin rubbed his temples. He no longer wanted to argue. In just a few minutes after going downstairs, the child disappeared out of thin air. Will these usually kind neighbors really do such things?

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you before the child comes back!"

The woman grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it at Zhao Demin. Zhao Demin dodged away, and the ashtray smashed a big hole on the wall.

"Okay, don't regret it!"

Zhao Demin went out, but did not leave but came to 502.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say you don't meet when you don't have anything to do?"

When Tan Haopeng saw Zhao Demin coming to find him, he was so scared that he almost sat on the ground.

"You all have all in the hospital except you, it's okay."

Tan Haopeng said as he pulled Zhao Demin in and quickly closed the door.

"What are you looking for me?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little upset to come to talk to you."

When Chen Bai received the report, he was nervous, especially when he saw Tan Haopeng's body, the feeling became even stronger.

"What's going on?"

Bai Hongwei had a headache. Even the matter of Zhao Xiang's disappearance had not been resolved yet, and another murder occurred here.

"The deceased died by a blunt weapon and was hit on the back of the head. The death time was about 10 to 12 o'clock last night. The person who reported the case was Tan Haopeng. He said that when he went out, he saw a man lying on the ground, and then he quickly called the police."

Chen Bai and Bai Hongwei looked at each other. It was indeed a headache to have a murder case at this time.

"We did not find the weapon at the scene, but based on the condition of the deceased's skull, I can be sure that the murderer just hit the deceased."

Song Anchun held the instant noodles, and there was a hint of shock in his tone. Because at the scene, they saw the body lying on the railing of the stairs, and the whole drop of blood was dripping downstairs.

"Zhao Demin should have been attacked from behind when he went downstairs. Judging from the skull breaks, it should have been attacked from behind by someone with awls. Zhao Demin is 1.8 meters tall, and the murderer who can hit Zhao Demin's head should be taller than him."

At this time, Wu Di struggled to get a humanoid model to the forensic room. Chen Bai looked at the model and raised the hammer next to him, but found that he was not tall enough. The scars he made on this model were different from those on the corpse.

"The corridors of this old-fashioned residential building are so narrow. If Zhao Demin was really attacked by someone while going downstairs, where would that person stand?"

As soon as Chen Bai finished the fight, Wu Di put forward different opinions.

"Yes, I'm actually thinking about this problem. The staircase is very narrow and there is basically no space for two people."

Chen Bai thought about it, turned around and went out, and got a few chairs from the office soon.

"That's the width of that staircase is like this? If that's the case, then if Zhao Demin really stands here, there's basically no place behind him. And I always have a feeling that this place is not the first scene."

There were indeed splattering blood on the photo on the scene, but the more Chen Bai looked at the splattering blood, the more he looked, the more he was wrong.

"Song Anchun, can you be sure that the deceased was hit?"

"I'm sure I dare not say it, but I can guarantee that the deceased's injury was definitely not caused by repeated attacks, but I don't know whether it's a few or a few."

Chen Bai frowned because according to the effect of his hitting just now, the deceased had splattered less blood in the corridor. And the location was not right, which made Chen Bai even more surprised. The upper half of his body was lying on the handrail of the stairs. There was a platform on each floor of this old residential building, and the deceased was lying on the railings of the platform.

"The deceased was hit on the back of the head, which means that the deceased was attacked from behind. If this is the case, the deceased would cover the injured position as soon as possible, but there was no blood on the deceased's hands. What's going on? Could it be that he was really beaten to death at once?"

The more Chen Bo looked, the more wrong he became. Now he even began to suspect that the corridor was not the first scene.

"What should I do? What should I do? It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

Zhao Chenglong kept wiping the floor with the rag in his hand, and Ruan Ling sat on the sofa with a cold expression and said nothing.

"You talk! What the hell do you want to do!"

Zhao Chenglong was also angry, but Ruan Ling just smiled and said.

"What are you doing? I didn't kill people, it's because you were accidentally discovered and what has something to do with me? How did I know that Zhao Demin is your father's chess friend? What are you going out at night?"

The matter was very simple. After chatting with Tan Haopeng for a while, Zhao Demin was about to play chess with Zhao Hua on the second floor. There were too many things coming to the future, and he really needed to relax. However, he didn't expect that Zhao Hua was not at home, so he had to go back. But just after he reached the fifth floor, he accidentally found Zhao Hua's son in Ruan Ling's room, and Zhao Demin also saw Zhao Hua's body lying on the ground at this time. But before Zhao Demin could react, he was pulled into the room by Ruan Ling next to him. Zhao Chenglong did not hesitate at all, and directly raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it down.

"Can you blame me, can you blame me?"

Zhao Chenglong was a little angry, but then he thought that it was useless to be angry, so he could only squat down and continue to wipe the blood on the ground.

"It's okay, there were no witnesses at that time. Now Zhao Demin is dead, so no one will know about it."

After saying that, Ruan Ling stood up and walked to Zhao Chenglong.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The police are still investigating, and Chen Bai and others finally came up with the results after many experiments.

"What? Are you saying that the murderer knew the deceased and suddenly took action while the deceased was not paying attention?"

Bai Hongwei still didn't understand. Even if he suddenly took action, how could Zhao Demin have no reaction at all?

"Indeed, during the autopsy, forensic Doctor Song found that Zhao Demin's ankle had a slight misalignment on his left foot, which is what we commonly call sprained ankle. According to the blood splashed in the stairwell, this place is obviously not the first scene."

After Chen Bai finished speaking, Dabinzi immediately raised his hand to ask a question.

"If this is not the first scene, then where is the first scene? Who is the murderer?"

"I don't know this yet, but judging from the clothes of the deceased, the deceased is preparing to go out. Next, we can investigate what the deceased did before his death and who he met."

When Zhao Demin's wife learned about the death of her husband, she was stunned.

"Ms., I know this news has hit you a big blow, but now I'm asking you to mourn me. I have a few questions here to ask you."

However, what surprised Chen Bo was that Zhao Demin's wife was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then she returned to her expression.

"I have nothing to answer. My biggest wish now is to find my son, and I don't care about anything else."

"Yes, we will definitely do our best, but now I want to ask you where Zhao Demin went last night? When did he leave home?"

Although Chen Bai knew that there was no relationship between them, this woman was too cruel. She didn't care about her husband's death.

"I don't know. He went out after we had a fight over the child yesterday. I don't know where he went."

"What time is that?"

While asking questions, Chen Bai carefully observed that Zhao Demin would not have been killed by his wife, right? If someone close to him took action, he would have been unprepared.

"I don't know, what time will you watch when you quarrel?"

There was no clue about Zhao Demin’s wife. Chen Bai smiled at Dabinzi’s depressed look.

"What are you doing? This is not the first time we have encountered such a difficult case. We can definitely solve the case when we cheer up."

"Mr. Detective, what's wrong?"

Chen Bai had just gone down to the fifth floor when he happened to meet Ruan Ling coming out of the door. Looking at the cordon raised in the corridor, Ruan Ling's face showed a hint of confusion.

"Oh? You don't know?"

Chen Bai was a little curious. Didn’t Ruan Ling know about the big noise they had in the morning?

"How could I know? I sleep during the day, how could I know what happened?"

Ruan Ling's expression was not at all panicked. Zhao Demin was obviously dead at her home, but when facing Chen Bai, she was very calm as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

"It makes sense, then I have a few questions to ask. What were you doing last night at around 8 o'clock?"

Chen Bai did not ask according to the time of death, because if it was Ruan Ling really did it, Ruan Ling would definitely make up a very suitable reason, but if Chen Bai missed the time of death of the deceased, Ruan Ling's answer would have flaws.

"Eight o'clock? I guess I just got up! I might have been ordering takeaway at that time. By the way, I have a takeaway record on my phone. You can take a look at this!"

As he said that, Ruan Ling showed her takeaway record. Chen Bai looked at Ruan Ling's order of fried noodles at 8:02.

"What after that? What did you do after dinner?"

"Mr. Detective, if you suspect me, you can provide evidence if you don't have evidence, don't doubt people."

After saying that, Ruan Ling actually closed the door directly.

"Okay, you wait!"

Chen Bai also felt angry. Ruan Ling's previous case had not been found yet, Zhao Xiang had not found it, and now this incident happened again. Chen Bai felt more and more that this woman was not simple anymore.

"Teacher Chen, have you found anything?"

He Yong and Feng Qianqian walked up and happened to see Chen Bai looking at Ruan Ling's door with a dark face.

"It's okay, how are the investigation?"

"Teacher Chen, after we asked these neighbors, they couldn't say it clearly, but the family in 201 said that at around 10 o'clock, he had heard Zhao Demin knock on the door of the family opposite him, but in 202 it did not open, and then Zhao Demin left."

A light flashed in Chen Bai's eyes. Is Zhao Hua not at home? What did Zhao Demin ask Zhao Hua for?
To be continued...