As she was about to go to the bathroom, Tao Yueyue suddenly said, "Squirt you to death! Spray you to death!" It turned out that she was spraying a small bug that got out of a crack in the floor with luminol reagent.
Peng Sijue said: "Don't move it, be careful of being bitten."
He picked it up with tweezers and put it in a test tube. He observed it carefully and said: "It's a scorpionfish (sound oil salt), a kind of arthropod that preys on small insects such as cockroaches and termites."
Tao Yueyue said: "I was bitten by it when I was a child and got red bumps."
Chen Shi said: "Will there be insects in such a clean home?"
Peng Sijue said: "It is normal for the solid wood floor to have termites, and the floor heating is still on, and the temperature has reached 25 degrees or more."
Chen Shishi ran his fingers on the shelf and checked the dust on his fingers. "From the amount of dust, it hasn't been cleaned for a week. It's not surprising that there are bugs... Maybe you will hire a nanny or part-time worker here?"
They came to the bathroom and still used the luminol reagent to check the blood stains. There were also a lot of blood stains, mainly near the water inlet. Some people washed it here. In addition to the blood stains, Peng Sijue also found some fibers and hairs, some of which were Very long hair, it seems that the woman left.
"Someone can collect fingerprints later." Peng Sijue called his subordinates.
Chen Shi came outside. He stepped on something while turning around on the first floor. It turned out that a wire fell under the sofa. Chen Shi took it in his hand, stretched it out, and said, "It's a string."
The second room on the right-hand side of the door is the study room of the deceased. A lock is installed here, and the other key on the deceased can be used at this time.
The three opened the door. The so-called study room contains no books, but some personal collections such as guitars, oil paintings, signed baseballs, etc. Peng Sijue saw that the air conditioner was still running and said, "Temperature and humidity control. It’s very meticulous to protect the collection. It’s really hard work."
"For the wealthy, these collections are just another way to accompany the money." Chen Shi opened the glass door of the guitar showcase and held a handful in his hand.
"Don't break it, this guitar is very expensive." Peng Sijue reminded.
Tao Yueyue talked about Chen Shi's clothes and said, "Aren't these guitars made of wood? Why are they so expensive?"
"Because it was used by a famous person. Look at this, what is written on it... Is it a doctor's prescription?" Chen Shi could not read the signature on the piano box, "Lao Peng, do you know?"
Peng Sijue shook his head, "No research."
When Chen Shi put the guitar back, he found something strange. The display rack seemed to be made for five guitars, but there were only four on it. He asked Peng Sijue about the magnifying glass, studied the dust on it, and said: "One less I was taken away, and I just found a broken string in the living room."
"Could this be the motive for the murder?"
"possible!"
"I know a person who authenticates musical instruments, and I'm calling him now."
The two of them took out their mobile phones. In the project group, everyone has found a lot of clues. Before Chen Shi had time to take a closer look, he sent a message, "Who can contact the part-time worker or the nanny in the deceased’s house? Give it to me. Contacts."
After a while, someone sent a number. It was so easy to have support, Chen Shi thought.
He dialed this number, which was answered by a woman. Chen Shi explained his identity and said that he would meet her at Lu Zhendong's house.
While waiting, Chen Shi found that there was a camera in the room, and the light on it was still on. Peng Sijue said, "It's great, there is surveillance."
Chen Shi picked it up and looked at it and said, "It's useless. This is a smart housekeeper. The memory card in it was unplugged."
Chen Shi lit a cigar, took a sip, walked around the room, trying to integrate the current clues, Tao Yueyue said: "Uncle Chen, can I eat ice cream in the refrigerator?"
"Is there? You go get it yourself."
Peng Sijue frowned, "Can you not use this as your home? Can you be self-conscious?"
Chen Shi smiled shamelessly: "These things are going to expire anyway."
Tao Yueyue opened the refrigerator and exclaimed: "Wow, there is so much food!"
Chen Shi took a look. There were quick-frozen wontons, quick-frozen dumplings, quick-frozen yuanxiao, and microwaved rice in the refrigerator. He asked Peng Sijue to come over and take a look. It may have been about half a month since I bought it."
"Does the deceased plan to stay at home for the winter?" Chen Shi opened the upper part of the refrigerator. "I also bought a lot of ingredients. They are all high-priced ingredients. The deceased should not be the kind of person who likes to eat quick-frozen food."
"Who would like to eat quick-frozen food?" Peng Sijue complained.
Chen Shi closed the refrigerator door, his sight stopped in the middle of the handrail of the spiral staircase, he walked over and shook it there, "It's loose here, and a piece of paint has been rubbed off on it, like it has been rubbed by a rope or something?"
As he said, he took a deep breath and said, "Is there a smell when I hit the house?"
"It seems there are!" Peng Sijue said.
"I found out a long time ago, it's the smell of a dog," Tao Yueyue said.
"The deceased has a dog, but why didn't I see the same dog supplies?"
"Has it been dealt with?" Peng Sijue said.
Chen Shi immediately opened the drawers and cabinets one by one. Sure enough, he found dog food bowls and dog toys under the closet. He picked up the dog food bowl that was close to the washbasin and looked at it. "It looks like a large dog, the dog May be killed by the murderer."
"Is it possible that this dog bit the murderer?" Peng Sijue put forward his own thoughts.
"You can look around, but I don't think there is much hope." Chen Shi said.
Someone knocked on the door. It was the musical instrument appraiser who came. As soon as he walked in, he said, "Isn't this Lu Gongzi's house?"
"Have you been here?" Peng Sijue asked.
"I heard that Lu Gongzi took a picture of a guitar used by Huang Jiaju a week ago, which is worth more than 40 million yuan. This is a big news in the music collection circle."
Chen Shi asked: "Lu Zhendong is playing an instrument?"
"He just collects, and he doesn't understand music. I have eaten with him. I was shocked to hear the news of his death."
"Come in and appraise it!"
The instrument appraiser picked up four guitars and appraised them one by one. These four are very valuable, but none of them was the one that Lu Zhendong took a week ago. Chen Shi took out the strings found on the floor and asked: "This Is it a guitar string?"
"Yes."
"A valuable guitar dropped strings, will it affect the appearance? I don't understand this too much."
"Some expensive guitars sell craftsmanship, and some sell added value... You can understand it as feelings. He must be the latter, and dropping the root string does not affect the value."
"This guitar used by Huang Jiaju is worth 40 million?"
"correct."
"So, if someone is holding it and wants to make a move, can he make a move?"
"Take me as an example. If someone is willing to sell me this guitar for ten million now, I would be happy to buy it, and I will not make any noise when I buy it."
"Aren't you afraid to buy fakes?"
"Don't be afraid, the guitar is not like calligraphy and painting, it is easy to fake, it belongs to a small group of collections, and the degree of preservation is quite high."
"Could you please pay attention to who has this guitar in hand?"
"Are there any rewards?" the guitar appraiser said with a smile.
Chen Shi also smiled, "I believe that Mr. Lu will never be stingy with the citizens who provide clues. I don't mind to praise you more."
"Okay, I will definitely pay more attention."
Sending away the guitar appraiser, Chen Shi said to himself: "A friend who is a friend of a hupui, murdered for a high-priced guitar? Is this the case as simple as that?"
"The case that sensationalizes the whole city is probably the most complicated." Peng Sijue said.
"I hope so, I still look forward to a peaceful year!"
"Is that what you are saying?"
"Leave me alone!"