Zhao Mingkun looked at the phone again, and said, "Here is a line."
I looked, and sure enough, on the side of the woman's head, I saw a few bloody Chinese characters slowly emerging: "I'm back."
"Someone set up a program in the phone?" Zhao Mingkun said, "Mobile phones are getting smarter and smarter now. It shouldn't be difficult to do this."
Zhao Mingkun's words suddenly reminded me, and I said, "Although the screen of this mobile phone is very large, it is not a smartphone. In other words, even if it is a smartphone, it is already an obsolete product."
Hearing what I said, Zhao Mingkun handed me the phone and said to me: "I don't understand much about this."
I asked, "What phone do you use?"
Zhao Mingkun took out a small Nokia mobile phone. When she took out this mobile phone, I instantly felt that I was back in 2000. At that time, the mobile phone market was dominated by Nokia. It can be seen that this mobile phone is very old, the numbers on the keyboard have been worn off, and I don't know how many years it has been used.
Seeming to see my surprise, Zhao Mingkun said: "I can't use a mobile phone that can access the Internet. I heard that various software will enable GPS positioning in the background, which is too dangerous. Besides, this mobile phone is very dangerous for me. It makes sense, but that's another story."
"What?" Zhao Mingkun turned to me and asked, "What's wrong with this phone?"
I said: "What you said just now reminded me that from the moment the touch screen mobile phone appeared, all mobile phone screens are resistive screens. Simply put, resistive screens need pressure. With the development of mobile phones, multi-touch Control has become a major demand for mobile phone users, so a capacitive screen with a higher cost has been developed. And the capacitive screen needs current."
Sensing Zhao Mingkun's doubts, I continued to explain: "If it is a capacitive screen, when a person's finger touches the screen of the mobile phone, it will form a coupling capacitance with the screen. After all, there is a magnetic field and current in the human body. It was impossible to operate with insulating gloves on."
"How do you know this?" Zhao Mingkun asked, as if he didn't believe that a person who didn't even know what factorial was would know this knowledge.
I pointed to my brain and said, "Memory and observation, I read it in a book."
"What does this explain?" Zhao Mingkun looked at me.
I said: "This shows that this mobile phone does not belong to Hu Pei. Looking at the furnishings at home, the Internet TV, the tablet computer and sports bracelet that were placed on the coffee table, and the sweeping robot by the wall, all these can show that Hu Pei Pei is a person who knows a lot about electronic products. Besides, people who can buy a 120-square-meter house here, or even a resident who bought a sweeping robot, must not be short of thousands of dollars to buy a smart phone with a capacitive screen."
I flicked through the contacts on my phone, but found that there was no one there. But this is not a smartphone, and it seems a bit difficult to install a scary program on a non-smartphone.
"If this mobile phone does not belong to Hu Pei, then there is no other possibility for Hu Pei's own mobile phone other than being taken away by the murderer." Zhao Mingkun followed my words and said, "But judging from the screen protection of the mobile phone, it looks like Hu Pei's style. Then, there is only one possibility, this phone is not for Hu Pei, but for people who will see the corpse, and obviously, the murderer must not have thought that we saw the phone first."
Thinking of this, I locked the screen of my phone and clicked on it again. After a while, the scream came out again.
I said: "I can be sure, this phone will definitely not belong to Hu Pei. If you want to design such a program, and it is on this kind of non-smart phone, you must fiddle with the phone system program. And from this phone Judging from the degree of wear and tear of the screen, it has been around for a certain period of time. Even if it is not as old as your Nokia, it must be four or five years old."
"Also." I shook the phone and said slowly: "There is no correspondent inside, but we didn't find the second phone. As you said, Hu Pei's phone was taken away by the murderer."
"Then, is there anything in Hu Pei's cell phone that the murderer cares about?" Zhao Mingkun asked.
"There are four words on the screen—I'm back." I said, "There are still people to die."
"That's right." Zhao Mingkun said, "We need to find her."
I frowned: "Who are you looking for?"
Zhao Mingkun turned around and pointed. From the kitchen, one could just see a bedroom, but on the wall of the bedroom, he could see a family portrait hanging on the bedside of the bedroom. There were three members of the family, and the youngest daughter had seven or eight. years old.
I suddenly thought of a very strange thing. When we found the body, the deceased had been dead for six hours.
But during these six hours, the door was ajar, and the corpse was still lying on the ground, which meant that no one had visited during these six hours. This is really a bit abnormal. And now the time is around twelve noon, that is to say, the deceased died at least before six o'clock in the morning. At that time, it was not normal to have a house without a mistress and children.
So where did the mistress and the child go
Zhao Mingkun wiped the screen of the phone with the cloth he carried with him, walked out of the room and put the phone back into the pocket of the deceased, and then said to me: "I think, the first thing we need now is to find his wife." and son."
I said, "If we can find them, maybe we will know what Hu Pei is afraid of."
up. "
"Just." I looked at the corpse and said, "Where are we going to find them?"
Zhao Mingkun pointed to his head and raised his eyebrows at me: "I saw his ID card just now, and it is inconsistent with the address here. It's just that the address is also in Dongxing City. Hu Pei's daughter should still be in Shanghai." Primary school, it is impossible to hide in the countryside. Therefore, they are likely to be there, and it should be Hu Pei who sent them there."
I snapped my fingers: "That's right!"
Zhao Mingkun looked around the house again, and after confirming that there were no traces left, he said, "We've been delayed here for a long time, if your colleague has some brains, he's probably on his way here by now." On the way. We can't stay long, let's go."
I nodded.
Getting on the motorcycle again, Zhao Mingkun took me to the address on Hu Pei's ID card.
"Tell me, does this matter have anything to do with Wu Zui?" I hugged Zhao Mingkun and asked suspiciously.
Zhao Mingkun sighed, and said, "Ask me now, and I don't know too well. But judging from that picture, there must be some old grievances."
I agreed with Zhao Mingkun's point of view, and said: "Well, the resolution of that picture is not high. It can be seen that it was taken a long time ago. It's just that so many years have passed, and I don't know what is in the picture. Who is this woman? If I were still the captain of the special operations team, I could ask Sister Mary to check it out. Now, we are the only ones we can rely on."
Thinking of this, I said to Zhao Mingkun: "Then tell me, we don't care about this matter."
Zhao Mingkun was silent for a moment, and then said: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart? Hu Pei is dead, don't you still have to go around Hu Pei to find the design drawings of the year? I think, such a big place, always It should have been built by an engineering team, not by one person.”
I hummed: "That's right, the villagers didn't see any workers at all afterwards, which means there must be another exit from the underground space. Let's check, things have come to this point anyway."
"Check it out, quickly prove your innocence, get out." Zhao Mingkun said in a low voice.
This place belongs to the edge of Dongxing City. It seems that after Hu Pei made a lot of money as a designer, he bought a house in the center of Dongxing City. When we arrived here, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. From last night to now, I only drank half a cup of porridge, and my stomach is already growling with hunger.
Zhao Mingkun put on his mask, and went to a small shop to buy two breads and two bottles of mineral water: "Eat, what we can think of, they may not think of it, so hurry up and ask after eating. Fortunately, you still have a The certificate has been invalidated, otherwise, we will be in more trouble."
I said, "The investigation has a very long process. I know this better than you. Their speed should not be as fast as ours."
Zhao Mingkun sneered, and said, "One of the most important things about running away is never to think of yourself as the smartest."
While talking, Zhao Mingkun had already stuffed a piece of bread in a few mouthfuls, and said, "Let's go."
We came to this community, but it can't be called a community anymore, because we don't even know where the concierge is, and we don't know if there is any property management here. And we just walked downstairs, when we wanted to go upstairs, suddenly, a woman with disheveled hair ran out of the building.
This woman rushed straight towards the two of us, shouting as she ran: "Red, red, black, black. Haha, red, black, ghost! That's a ghost! Ghost! Come on, the ghost is coming haha!"
The woman who jumped out suddenly startled me. She grabbed Zhao Mingkun's wrist tightly and shouted: "Eyes, no eyes, she is standing, she is dead. There are ghosts, there are ghosts!" .”
Seeing that Zhao Mingkun was indifferent, the woman ran away while crying.
Zhao Mingkun frowned, and looked back at the woman leaving.
"Let's go." I said, "What are you still doing?"
Zhao Mingkun still looked at the woman's back, stood there for a while, and then went upstairs with me.