Han Xu looked up at the sun. Although it was already autumn, it was still very powerful and he was tanned. He didn't care, but the people around him were really distressed by the way they were shielding themselves from the sun, so he hurried back to the scenic spot. A moment later, Song Jiaer had a parasol with lace in her hand. "Thank you." "Are you unable to walk?" After a few steps, Han Xu noticed her light purple high heels and asked with concern. As Song Jiaer said, this was her first time wearing high heels, and she didn't expect them to be so lethal. This thing is simply a killer that hurts the enemy by a thousand and hurts yourself by eight hundred. At first, I didn't feel anything, but after a few hours, I felt that life was worse than death. Han Xu squatted down, looked at his ankle, which was already a little red and swollen, and pouted, "Does it hurt?" Song Jiaer shook her head stubbornly. It was her own fault, so she had to bear it.
But the cynical man in front of him slowly took off his shoes, with a little reproach in his voice, "Don't wear such high heels in the future, it's painful, right? Come, change mine." "What are you going to do?" Song Jiaer pouted, a little regretful of wearing such a thing. "Hurry up and change, my soles are thicker than my face, it's okay." Han Xu's tone was unquestionable. Song Jiaer couldn't hold him back, so she had to take off her seven or eight centimeters high shoes, and stepped into Han Xu's wide leather shoes with her small feet. Han Xu was barefoot, holding the high heels in one hand, and walked towards the parking lot. Looking at the tall and broad back of the man, Song Jiaer suddenly felt a warm feeling, which surged to the tip of her heart. "Wait for me!" ... Back to the original parking place, Song Jiaer took out a pair of spare flat shoes from the red Beetle and changed into them. Han Xu curled his lips, and his glorious image just stood up, and then it collapsed. "Why do you still have a pair of shoes?" Song Jiaer was surprised, "I have to change into flat shoes when driving. I am used to keeping a pair in the car. Just in time, they come in handy." "..." "Okay," Han Xu put his shoes back on reluctantly, looking lonely. "Where are we going next?" Song Jiaer unconsciously changed her opinion of Han Xu completely, with a smile on her face. "You drive, let's go around the amusement park." "Why go around?" Song Jiaer asked in confusion. Han Xu smiled with a mysterious expression, "You will know in a while." Song Jiaer had no choice but to start the car as he said and slowly went around the perimeter of the amusement park.
Han Xu focused all his attention on both sides of the street, as if he was looking for something. "What are you looking for?" Song Jiaer asked surprisingly many questions. "The car." Han Xu replied casually. "Ah?!" Hearing Song Jiaer's puzzled tone, Han Xu had to say, "Since the suspect created the illusion that the deceased hanged himself, it is very likely that the vehicle was left near the amusement park." "Why?" Song Jiaer didn't want to think anymore. Why waste brain cells? It would be better to just listen to the answer. "The periphery of this amusement park is open, with many entrances and exits, but the deceased changed into such a bright red dress, which is too shocking. Even if it was suicide, it is unlikely that he would choose to walk here. Following this line of thought, the suspect must have arranged a place for the deceased to change clothes. The clothes that the deceased originally wore were not found near the Ferris wheel, so it is very likely that the place to change clothes is outside the amusement park, most likely in a car. For example, the Jetta taxi in front." Han Xu was explaining when a blue and white Jetta taxi came into view. "Jiaer, stop the car quickly, there's something wrong with that taxi." Song Jiaer was startled, but she reacted quickly, slowed down and pulled over, and slowly parked the car in the empty space next to the Jetta taxi. This is a very ordinary taxi, which can be seen everywhere on the streets of Yancheng. It looks well maintained, and the right front wheel seems to have just been replaced, which is obviously different from the other taxis. Song Jiaer unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, walked to Han Xu, and asked in confusion, "This taxi is very ordinary, what's strange about it?" Han Xu pointed to the window glass of the co-pilot seat on the other side, on which was a large piece of white paper, covering most of the window. "The window was smashed?" Song Jiaer understood. Recently, there has been a thief gang from other places in the northern suburbs of Yancheng, who specializes in using the despicable method of smashing the window glass to steal valuables in the car. Similar cases have occurred dozens of times. The key point is that after the theft, the owner of the car was helped to stick a piece of white paper on it, trying to cover up the truth. There is a code for stealing. "Too abominable! These people are too blatant." Song Jiaer used two words "too" in a row, hating evil as much as her enemy. Han Xu's attention was on the back seat of the car, "Look there!" Song Jiaer looked over and saw a set of men's clothes randomly placed on the back seat of the Jetta. "Is this? The victim's?" "It should be." Han Xu went to the back of the car, took a picture of the license plate and sent it to Lao Zhang, asking him to check the owner's information as soon as possible. "How do you know there is something wrong with this taxi? Just based on the white paper on the window?" Song Jiaer was completely confused. This is too magical. Han Xu was speechless and patiently explained, "Look at the fallen leaves on the roof, it means it has been parked here for a while. Besides, do taxis park like this? Generally, there are two taxi drivers who take turns to work. The place of handover is either at the company or near the residence. If there is a lack of tires and license plates, it can be explained clearly. And look at this place, there is not even a decent residential area within a few hundred meters." This explanation is very down-to-earth and convincing. Song Jiaer is completely convinced. "What about the other driver? Why didn't he come to find the car?" "Then it's unclear. Maybe there was an accident, or maybe he is the suspect."
"No way, this is too obvious." "Just kidding you." After Han Xu finished speaking, he began to look at the surrounding environment again. This place is also quite desolate, with only a surveillance camera at the intersection a hundred meters away. The taxi parking spot is quite remote, but there is an open entrance to the playground about 10 meters ahead, and you can enter and exit at will. Across the street is a large construction site with a row of blue simple plastic steel plates as the fence, which seems to have no boundaries. In other words, this section of the street is in the blind spot, and the straight-line distance from here to the Ferris wheel is less than five minutes on foot. The suspect must have checked the spot in advance, and the choice is impeccable, very professional. … About ten minutes later, the information returned by Lao Zhang directly locked the identity of the victim. Han Xu compared the two driver's license photos sent to his mobile phone with the photos of the deceased at the scene. It was determined that one of them was the victim! "The deceased is named Zhang Hengyi, male, unmarried and living alone, 30 years old, registered in Yancheng, a taxi driver, and lives in Room 404, Unit 4, Huilongguan Community."