The King of the City

"If Fan Yinghao's death and the beggar's death were really caused by Cang Donglan, then the case would be simple. If the number that sent the text message was located by satellite, and the person was found, the case would be solved. Yes." Ouyang Chuying said softly.

After driving on the road for more than ten minutes, Cang Donglan's car began to slow down and drove into a residential area lined with high-rise buildings.

Although the location of this community is much better than that of the slaughterhouse, it is also in the suburbs, but the housing prices here are not low, far exceeding those in third- and fourth-tier cities.

Cang Donglan 11's home lives on the 3th floor of Building 15. After parking the car, the group walked into the elevator under the leadership of Cang Donglan.

Taking the elevator to the 15th floor, Cang Donglan took out the key to open the door. After the door opened, she shouted to the inside, "Son, son..."

It's just that Cang Donglan shouted several times, but there was no response from the room.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan asked, "Ms. Cang, did you leave your son at home alone?"

Cang Donglan seemed a little worried after calling her son a few times and not hearing his son's response.

As she took off her shoes and was about to go inside, she replied casually: "Well, yes, after my husband's accident, he didn't want to go to school, and I didn't want to send him to school either..."

After Cang Donglan finished speaking, she walked towards the back room.

Cang Donglan's home is quite large, at least 70 square meters. The decoration of the house is also very good. There is a [-]-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall of the living room, which looks very atmospheric.

Lin Chen and the others also took off their shoes, put on slippers, and followed Cang Donglan.

While calling her son, Cang Donglan pushed open the door of her son's room, ran into the room and looked around, and found that her son was not in the room.

She quickly walked out of the room and went to her room again.

"Son, son..." Cang Donglan shouted, she didn't see her son on the chuang in her room, nor did she go to the balcony.

Cang Donglan became more and more anxious. She walked to the edge of the closet and reached out to open the closet door, but she didn't see anything after opening the closet.

Seeing Cang Donglan's increasingly anxious look, Wu Xuan asked her, "Is your son going out?"

"No." Cang Donglan shook his head and said, "I locked the door, he can't open it without the key, he can't run out by himself."

Cang Donglan said, and walked to the next room.

There are four rooms in her house. After searching for three consecutively, she didn't see her son. Cang Donglan rushed to the last room.

The door of the room opened, and there was no one in the room. She nervously walked to the balcony.

After arriving at the door leading to the balcony, Cang Donglan saw her son on the balcony, and her heart completely returned to her stomach.

Cang Donglan's family lives on the 15th floor. The windows and balconies are equipped with anti-theft windows. The stainless steel anti-theft windows are extended. At this moment, her six-year-old son is sitting on the bay window that extends outside.

"You dead child, what are you doing on the bay window, don't you know it's dangerous!"

At first, she couldn't find her son, she was very impatient, but now that her son was found, Cang Donglan trembled and scolded.

Lin Chen and the others were right next to them, and they didn't say anything about it.

Cang Donglan's six-year-old son turned his back to her. After hearing his mother's scolding, he turned around slowly.

The six-year-old child is not tall. He sits on the bay window, and the bottom of the security window where he sits is the height of the 15th floor.

In his arms, holding a photo, the photo is a family portrait of a family of three, held in his arms by the little boy.

"Wow..." The little boy burst into tears, and he cried: "Mom, mom, I miss dad, I miss dad, when will dad come back..."

When Cang Donglan saw her son crying like this, she also burst into tears, stepped forward, hugged her son, and the mother and son cried together.

The touching scene in front of them made Wu Xuan and Ouyang Chuying's eyes moist.

This six-year-old child knew that his father was killed and his mother left him at home. He was holding the family portrait by himself, crying on the bay window of the balcony, and it was distressing to see him.

Lin Chen shook his head, turned and walked towards the living room.

Seeing this, Ouyang Chuying followed Lin Chen.

Lin Chen walked towards Cang Donglan's bedroom, and after coming to Cang Donglan's room again, Lin Chen looked at it carefully.

This room is quite big, and the big chuang looks very valuable. There are wardrobes and shoe cabinets next to the chuang, as well as a computer desk.

After Lin Chen observed the room, he walked to Chuang and picked up a pair of shoes on the ground.

Lin Chen said, "These shoes are not from the deceased."

"Do you remember the shoe size of the deceased's shoes?" Ouyang Chuying asked.

"Well, I saw the corpse this morning, of course I remember." Lin Chen pointed to the shoe cabinet next to him, and said, "There is the most direct way, you go to the shoe cabinet and get a pair of men's shoes out."

"Good. 583"

Ouyang Chuying walked over to the shoe cabinet and brought over a pair of dusty leather shoes to compare with the ones in Lin Chen's hands.

In contrast, I found that the shoes in the shoe cabinet were about two or three sizes larger than the shoes on the chuang side.

The shoes worn by the deceased were relatively large, and the pair of leather shoes with no dust on the surface were relatively small, two or three sizes too small, so it was impossible to put them in. Therefore, these shoes could not belong to the deceased.

"Her husband died, and a pair of other men's leather shoes appeared at home. There was no dust on the shoes, and there was still a foot odor inside. That is to say, these shoes have been worn in the past two days, and the man still kept them. At Cang Donglan's house." Ouyang Chuying made an inference based on the absence of dust on the shoes and the residual foot odor.

"A man came to the house of a woman whose husband had died, and left leather shoes, that is to say, he had other shoes to wear home," Lin Chen said, "If he would leave shoes in other people's homes, he would also leave his shoes behind. The shoes are placed next to the chuang, and the relationship between the two is very clear."

"Who is that man who came to Cang Donglan's house? An adulterer?" Ouyang Chuying frowned: "The murderer? Or an irrelevant man. It was just an accident that the shoes were placed next to chuang?"

Lin Chen stood up and lifted the garbage bag in the trash can beside Chuang.

Lin Chen pointed at the garbage bag and said, "Look!".