"This warehouse is full of messy things. It's usually not opened, and the smell inside is very strong.”
The security chief named Li Jun took out a key plate and quickly found a key from it. He opened the door of the warehouse.
Song An stared at Li Jun's back and raised his eyebrows.
The few of them entered the warehouse and found that it was just as Director Tian had introduced. It was dirty, messy, and covered in dust.
Song An did not follow them into the house. Instead, he lowered his head and carefully observed the keyhole behind the warehouse door. He found that there seemed to be something in the keyhole.
Ji Jie turned around and saw Song An studying the lock with his head lowered. Director Tian was about to turn around.
Ji Jie was afraid that she would affect Song An, so she quickly held Director Tian's hand and walked into the warehouse.
Ji Jie smiled as she walked and asked," I heard that your nursing home is haunted. Is that true?”
"Those are all rumors. There's no such thing at all! The building of the nursing home was too old, so it was inevitable that the Yin aura was too strong. Therefore, there were always rumors in society, and there were many strange rumors.”
Director Tian seemed very indignant when he talked about ghosts.
Behind the door, Song An carefully took a small pair of tweezers and pulled out a small piece of something that looked like a wire tube from the keyhole.
The wire had not been oxided yet. It seemed that it had just been cut. From the cross-section of the wire, it was probably cut with a scissors.
Song An walked into the warehouse. At this moment, Ji Jie was asking Director Tian a question." Did you see or hear anything unusual last night?”
"Last night…There didn't seem to be anything unusual. I've been patrolling the building at the back and didn't find anything.”
"Did you hear any unusual sounds, such as screams or cries for help?”
Department Director Tian thought about it and shook his head in the end.
Song An looked left and right. The warehouse was piled with some old clothes, tables, chairs, and so on. He walked to the windowsill and opened the window. He found that not far below the window was the big willow tree.
Song An carefully checked the windowsill. The windowsill was clean, and there were no traces of the window latch being pried open.
Da Zeng walked behind Song An and said in a low voice," Little Song, I've checked every window and every door here. There's no sign of anyone breaking in."”
Song An nodded, then pointed to the floor and said," Da Zeng, don't you think this room is a little strange?”
Da Zeng looked at the floor carefully. The wooden floor was covered in dust, the walls were peeling off, and the corners were covered in spider webs. It was obvious that this was an abandoned house.
"Big Zeng, look at the windowsill behind us, then look at the floor and walls.”Song An reminded him.
Da Zeng stared at the window sill, and his eyes lit up. He had only paid attention to whether the door and window had been pried open, but he had neglected this detail.
The house was covered in dust, except for the windowsill. There was no dust at all. It was obvious that someone had deliberately cleaned it.
Song An put on his gloves and leaned on the windowsill to look left and right. Finally, he found a very small white line. He quickly picked it up with tweezers and put it into the evidence bag.
"Police officers, why are you staring at the window?”
Department Director Tian walked over and looked at Song An and Wang Yao with a cold expression.
Da Zeng's reaction was very fast. He took half a step forward and blocked Song An behind him. He opened his mouth and laughed heartily.
"Director Tian, your house hasn't been opened for too long. I can't breathe. Come to the window to take a breath of fresh air.”
Song An used this opportunity to hide the evidence bag.
Although it was the first time the two of them worked together, they had a tacit understanding. Big Zeng's strong back and strong waist just happened to cover for Song An.
Ji Jie blinked her eyes and deliberately scolded Da Zeng." You're lazy at work. Go back and write a checkup!”
The two of them echoed each other and really fooled Director Tian. Other than being unhappy, she did not suspect anything.
"Since the room is too dirty, let's go out. Dean Liao's office is just next door.”
Department Director Tian seemed to dislike this room and led everyone out.
"Wait a minute." Song An suddenly spoke.
Da Zeng and Ji Jie's act just now was not in vain. Song An hid behind Da Zeng and quietly observed the room, which really made him notice something unusual.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Director Tian was particularly unhappy and asked impatiently.
"Was the painting on the wall also painted by someone from your nursing home?”
Song An pointed at a long calligraphy painting on the wall and asked.
The painting was less than 50 centimeters wide, but it was 1.5 meters long. It was blocked by a few stacked tables.
If one didn't look carefully, they really wouldn't be able to notice it.
When Director Tian saw the painting that Song An was pointing at, his expression became even uglier. His eyes began to flicker, and he swallowed hard.
Of course, all of this did not escape the eyes of Ji Jie, Old Wang, and the others.
Director Tian replied helplessly," The director drew it many years ago. He couldn't bear to throw it away, so he hung it on the wall.”
"Can I take a look?" Song An continued to ask.
"This isn't very good. After all, it's the director's personal property. Moreover, there's nothing good about that painting.”Department Director Tian immediately refused.
Ji Jie immediately smiled and said," This new colleague of mine comes from a scholarly family. His father is a collector. If he takes a fancy to the director's painting, he might spend a lot of money to buy it.”
As expected of the criminal police team, each of them was a movie king, and they would lie whenever they opened their mouths.
While Ji Jie and Director Tian were talking, Old Wang, Da Zeng, and Bai Ling had already moved all the tables and chairs away.
Department Director Tian wanted to stop him, but he had no chance.
Song An stared at the calligraphy and painting on the wall. It was a painting of an ancient scholar wearing a long robe. He carried a basket of firewood and held a book in his hand. He was reading as he walked.
There was a line of regular script in the lower right corner. How can he be a man of gold? He is a man of two thousand stones."
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