Ren Yi looked at the scorched ruins in front of him and forgot to breathe for a long time. Anyone in such an environment will feel depressed.
Gong Yingxian handed him foot gloves and gloves: "Go and have a look."
After Ren Yi got dressed, he walked over step by step.
There are many police cordon strips and evidence marks here. While looking at the photos, Ren Yi restores the original location of some evidence according to the situation at the scene.
Following the various burning traces, Ren Yi first roughly analyzed the scene. This is a very simple fire scene. The key points of gasoline-ignition-combustion, ignition point, combustion accelerant, and direction of spread are also very clear, and there is no difference from the report of the fire investigation department as a whole.
Ren Yi was a little disappointed and stood in a daze at the spot where the fire started.
Gong Yingxian walked up to him: "How is it? Did you find anything?"
Ren Yi shook his head and said unwillingly, "I'll read it again."
Ren Yi inspected the scene very carefully again, and he found a somewhat special trace under a pile of charred clothes. It was a palm-sized, incomplete square burn mark, which was very difficult to find, firstly because it was under the clothes, and secondly because it was covered by combustion accelerant, because the accelerant passed by The burn marks and pits are particularly obvious in some places, and it appears very shallow.
Originally, this trace was nothing special, it seemed to be burnt out of something like a switch socket, but Ren Yi remembered that there seemed to be no similar things in the evidence photos. He looked through the photos again, but he couldn't find them.
Gong Yingxian squatted down: "What is this?"
"Not sure." Ren Yi said, "The size looks a bit like a switch socket, but there is obviously no ground plug here. The key is that there is no similar shape in the evidence. It may be washed away by water when the fire is extinguished." It’s gone.” Due to the high momentum of the fire hose, it often washes away and damages many things, especially those that have been burned by fire, which are already very fragile.
"Could it be the kind of stakes that support the booth? This rack is so heavy, maybe it needs extra anchor points."
"Also a possibility."
"Let's look for it at the scene?" After Gong Yingxian said this, he looked at the hundreds of square meters of burnt ruins and took a deep breath.
Ren Yi sighed, "Let's look around here."
The two searched around for a long time, but they couldn't find anything with a similar shape, but they had other gains. They found some incomplete shoe prints some distance from the fire.
The reason why it is called shoe prints rather than footprints is because footprints are traces of weight sinking, but shoe prints will show the pattern of the soles. This trace is that some have shoe print patterns, and some only have sinking traces.
Ren Yi immediately became vigilant, because those shoe prints certainly did not belong to the fire fighters, nor did they belong to the investigators. It’s still the fire department—all of them will wear gloves and shoe covers to protect the scene, and this is the opposite direction from the fire point, so it is not the place where investigators focus on investigation.
These shoe prints are very strange, one by one, and sometimes disappear and sometimes appear, spreading all the way to the exit.
"These shoe prints must have appeared later. It is impossible to miss such important traces during the on-site investigation." Gong Yingxian said in a deep voice, "Someone came here at night."
"Didn't you send someone to guard the scene?"
"We guarded for seven days, but the manpower was too short, so we withdrew." Gong Yingxian frowned and said, "These marks are so strange, I suspect that the visitor brought shoe covers, but the shoe covers were scratched by things at the scene, and he I didn't notice it myself."
Ren Yi suddenly understood: "Yes, that's it, otherwise it would be impossible to leave such strange marks."
"follow me."
The two left Building A, and Gong Yingxian took Ren Yi straight to the nearest trash can. Walking to the side of the trash can, Gong Yingxian raised his eyebrows, motioning for Ren Yi to check.
Ren Yi took a deep breath, then held it back, rolled up his sleeves and turned over sullenly.
"In such a crowded place, garbage trucks used to come here once a day, but now the surrounding area is blocked, and only investigators and staff come and go. These municipal garbage bins probably haven't been cleared for several days." Gong Yingxian explained.
Ren Yi flipped through it quickly, then stood up straight, gasping for breath: "No."
"Let's go around the building."
Although Ren Yi was unwilling to rummage through the trash can, especially by himself, he knew that "Miss Gong" would not do it.
Resigned to his fate, he rummaged through four trash cans in a row, and Ren Yi took out a pair of shoe covers from inside. A hole was scratched at the bottom of the shoe cover.
Gong Yingxian opened the plastic bag containing the evidence: "Sure enough, someone has been here, but I don't know if it's the arsonist."
"He's coming, it must be after you evacuate the people, and it's going to be late at night, so if you search the cameras in the nearby streets, you should be able to find him."
"Well, the scope has narrowed down a lot all of a sudden." Gong Yingxian smiled coldly, "Sure enough, we have left a loophole."
"However, what is he doing when he comes back? Taking pictures? Live broadcasting? It's too risky. When the task force is closely watching this case, he still takes such a big risk for a small amount of money?"
"You're right. The risk is too great. It definitely shouldn't be for money." Gong Yingxian pondered, "In this case, the biggest possibility is to destroy evidence."
Ren Yi cursed: "How did this person know when the police were withdrawn, and what evidence he was trying to destroy."
"It can be seen that he is very careful. He is an arsonist with anti-reconnaissance awareness, but he didn't even notice that the shoe cover was broken." Gong Yingxian's eyes sank, "He knew that he wanted to go back to the scene to destroy the evidence. When the police withdraw people, he is an insider."
Ren Yi felt his hands trembling. It was hard for him to imagine how permeable the organization was. The case nineteen years ago clearly had an insider, and now they are facing the same predicament
Gong Yingxian's complexion was very ugly: "Although this shoe print is incomplete, it is enough to find out the style of the shoe. We have a very complete database of shoe prints. After finding the shoe sample, I will share it with all the investigators. Compared."
Ren Yi clenched his fists, and suddenly kicked hard on the trash can. He kicked several times to vent his anger, and the churning anger in his heart could not be calmed down.
In the end, Gong Yingxian stopped him: "Enough, you are still injured, don't make violent movements."
However, Ren Yi turned his back and tried hard to digest the hatred that wanted to kill someone.
He could have been calm and objective about other arson incidents, because he was ordered to be, but this one had killed his brother, and the resentment in him never really subsided, like a restless volcano. Originally, the police were their greatest hope, but now they found that this hope may not be reliable. How could he not be angry, how could he not be disappointed.
Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yi's back, but didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only stand aside silently.
After a while, Ren Yi calmed down, turned around, looked at Gong Yingxian apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't lose my temper with you."
Gong Yingxian stretched out his hand to hold the back of Ren Yi's neck, pressed his head on his shoulder, and said in a gentle voice that he didn't realize: "I understand you."
In psychology, the process of people experiencing grief is divided into several stages. Although there are different opinions, anger is a very important and necessary part of it. It hasn't been too long since the incident happened, Ren Yi's anger is far from over, he just suppressed it as much as possible, no one understands the pain of losing an important person better than him.
Ren Yi drilled into Ren Yi's shoulder socket with his forehead, enjoying the peace and tenderness of this moment.
After all, the two were on the main road, and they didn't dare to get bored for too long, so they separated soon.
They returned to Building A, took evidence of the footprints, and carefully inspected the scene, and did not leave until the sky was getting dark.
Gong Yingxian sent Ren Yi back to the squadron, and they kept exchanging information on the case along the way.
Arriving at the entrance of the squadron, Ren Yi gave Gong Yingxian a "pop" on Gong Yingxian's face, and said with some reluctance, "I guess the next time we meet will be Chinese New Year."
"Well, it's only been a few days, you have to be extra careful during this time."
"Don't worry, you too." Ren Yi smiled, "Then I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute." Gong Yingxian's expression showed obvious hesitation.
"What's wrong?"
Gong Yingxian paused, and took out a document bag from the storage box, "This is what the hospital sent me two days ago, it's about your father's second-stage treatment plan, you need to sign, it should have been sent directly to Here you go, but…”
"Oh, good." Ren Yi thought about his state a few days ago, even if it was useless to send it to him, he picked up a pen and signed it directly.
Gong Yingxian opened his mouth, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes: "Aren't you going to take a look?"
Ren Yi flipped through it casually, and said with a smile: "This ghost can understand, he knows every word but he doesn't even know it together, anyway, the effect of the first stage is very good, and your doctor is also really good, thank you .”
Gong Yingxian gave a low "hmm".
Ren Yi stared deeply at Gong Yingxian: "I was really uncomfortable just now, but after thinking about it, even if there are untrustworthy people in the police, I believe in you, you will definitely catch those sons of bitches, Vengeance for your family, revenge for my brother, revenge for those who died innocently."
Gong Yingxian's lips trembled slightly, and he nodded slowly.
"See you in Chinese New Year." Ren Yi got out of the car, waved at Gong Yingxian, and then walked into the squadron.
Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yi's back, then looked down at the contract on the co-pilot, and closed his eyes wearily.