Everyone had their own unique scent. After Xiang Feng's sense of smell had improved greatly, he could feel it even more clearly.
However, he had only woken up for a few hours that night, so he was still unfamiliar with the distinction between various scents. Previously at the crime scene, he had thought about whether he could find the scent of the perpetrator and follow it.
However, Xiang Feng lacked a source of smell. The perpetrator had probably left not long ago, and there were still lingering smells at the scene. However, he could not distinguish them from the various smells. Or rather, there were too many options and he could not be sure.
After the police arrived, there were more people at the scene, so it was naturally harder to track them down.
However, Xiang Feng had heard the conversation between the police officers with his strong hearing and knew that the weapon had not been found.
The murder weapon should have been stained with the victim's blood. At the scene, there was nothing used to wipe the blood on the blade, so the blood on the murder weapon should still be there. There was no time to deal with it, or the paper or cloth after wiping was still on the murderer.
Xiang Feng had an idea. He wanted to see if he could find the murderer or the weapon by tracking the smell of blood.
The smell of the victim's blood was the strongest in the direction of the crime scene.
However, Xiang Feng would not return there. Instead, he walked in another direction.
According to his judgment, when he saw the victim, the perpetrator would not have left for more than three minutes.
Before Xiang Feng smelled the blood, he didn't see any suspicious people, nor did he hear any panicked footsteps. Clearly, the direction in which the perpetrator fled after injuring someone wasn't his.
After eliminating one side, the perpetrator still had two paths to take. However, one of the alleys led directly to the main road outside. It was very lively there. There were still many pedestrians at this time, and there were also many surveillance cameras. It was easy to locate them.
According to the murderer's style of not attacking directly at the ATM door, but following to a more remote place before attacking, he should not have gone that way.
Thus, Xiang Feng chose the remaining path and continued his journey.
However, he basically couldn't follow the scent of the victim's blood, because if he did, he would definitely be heading in the direction of the crime scene.
Xiang Feng wasn't discouraged. After all, he didn't take it as his mission or responsibility to catch the culprit. He was just trying to practice his olfactory tracking ability.
Xiang Feng imagined himself as the perpetrator. Every time he reached an intersection, he would subconsciously choose to move forward.
After walking for a long time, the smell of blood left at the crime scene was very faint. Just as Xiang Feng was about to give up on tracking, he suddenly picked up a very faint," familiar " smell mixed with all kinds of thick and mixed smells.
Xiang Feng's spirits were immediately lifted. This was the smell of the victim's blood. Although it was so faint that it had almost dissipated, the direction of its source was different from the direction of the crime scene. In other words, he could very well find his target.
Xiang Feng followed the smell and walked back and forth for more than ten minutes. He finally confirmed that the source of the blood smell was in an open trash can.
The rubbish bin was obviously for the nearby residents to throw away their household waste. Some of the rubbish bags that contained kitchen waste had been torn open, and soup, water, and food scraps were everywhere. As soon as he walked closer, all kinds of pungent smells surged into his nose, especially now that Xiang Feng's sense of smell had improved a lot, it was even more torturous.
He had to maintain his focus to lock onto the scent of the victim's blood.
Looking at the dustbin full of flies, Xiang Feng couldn't help but hesitate. He had no obligation to track down the suspect, so why would he go through the dustbin?
However, after hesitating for a while, he still wanted to see if the target he was chasing was right. Was it something stained with the victim's blood? Could it be the murder weapon?
Xiang Feng sighed and went forward to chase away the flies on the trash can. Then, he bent down and began to rummage through it.
Not long after, Xiang Feng found something stained with the victim's blood. It wasn't the murder weapon, but a pair of bloody cotton gloves.
Xiang Feng didn't take it with his own hands. He grabbed a plastic bag from the side and pinched the glove. He picked it up and brought it to his nose to smell. A mixture of various smells made him sneeze three times.
However, he still managed to catch a hint of human scent from the stench.
It was the secretion of sweat glands, sebaceous glands, and other skin glands on his hands. The smell did not dissipate so easily when it was hidden in the gloves.
As for the smell of the victim's blood, there was no need to mention it. Even without smelling it, one could see the blood stains on the gloves with the naked eye.
Xiang Feng hesitated about telling Officer Chen where the gloves were, but after thinking about it, he threw the gloves back into the trash can. He did not call Officer Chen either. It was really difficult to find an excuse.
Moreover, he felt that with the police's search efforts, they should be able to find this place very soon.
Of course, he hoped that the dustbin hadn't been cleared by the cleaners by then.
Although he had gotten the scent of the perpetrator, Xiang Feng couldn't find anything after circling the area a few times. In the city, be it sound or smell, there was too much interference.
The next day, Xiang Feng used the number Officer Chen gave him to add him on WeChat and asked about the progress of the case.
He didn't have much hope because he knew that the police usually wouldn't disclose the progress of the case they were investigating. However, he didn't expect Officer Chen to send him a photo directly.
The efficiency of the police investigation was much faster than Xiang Feng had imagined. In just one night, they had already confirmed the identity of the suspect!
According to Officer Chen, the suspect had just been released from prison in March this year and arrived in the city in April. He did not expect to commit another major crime a few months later. The victim who was stabbed last night had passed away in the early hours of the morning.
The suspect's photo and information had been sent to the station, airport, and various hotels and lodgings. Later, the local television station would also release the news of the arrest. It was a matter of time before they were caught.
Officer Chen also instructed Xiang Feng not to be rash if he saw the suspect. He could call the police or him directly.
From Xiang Feng's point of view, the suspect was basically going to jail. In this day and age, there were cameras everywhere. He had to verify his identity everywhere. He had to use his identity card to clear the way. Furthermore, he had committed a murder. There must be a large number of police officers chasing after him.
Since that was the case, Xiang Feng didn't think about tracking the suspect based on the scent he had obtained. After all, this was a big city with a population of more than ten million. Without a certain range, it was no different from finding a needle in a haystack.
However, Xiang Feng didn't expect to run into the suspect before he was caught.
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