Just looking at the photos of the scene is not enough to solve the case. Song Sa fully trusts Xie Lanshan's ability, and deliberately opened a back door and took him to the blocked crime scene.
Xie Lanshan carefully searched for evidence in the room, not letting go of the corners.
He found that the intricately carved cabinet should have been in the corner of the room instead of facing the door. Because the old dust has left a mark of where it once was, the new dust hasn't had time to cover it. Judging from the subtle traces of furniture dragging on the ground, such a furniture layout is not due to the owner's special preference, but was deliberately changed by Anucher recently.
"In a murder case, if the deceased is not fatally shot, he will usually leave a death signal before his death to prove that the murderer is Zhao Xue. But the death signal may not be left on the day of the crime." Xie Lanshan crouched beside the cabinet, As he continued to search for clues, he said to Songsa behind him, "Looking at the testimony of the neighbors, since Anucher knew that he might be killed early on, he changed the furniture in order to leave his testimony in the most conspicuous position. Key information on the killer."
As soon as the voice was over, there was indeed another harvest. He saw a small object under the cabinet, relying on the man's height and arm length, he leaned over to get it, and picked out a wooden bead with his latex-gloved hand. Looking at it, the wooden beads were painted with white paint, a circle larger than the thumb's fingernail, and had holes at both ends.
Confirming that there was nothing left under the cabinet, Xie Lanshan stood up and handed the white beads to Song Sa.
No one has touched the items on site, and the colorful toy abacus is still placed on the antique cabinet. Song Sa picked up this white bead and compared it with the other beads on the abacus. The size and shape were the same, and he was sure that it was the bead on the seventh stick.
He asked Xie Lanshan: "What does this mean?"
Xie Lanshan has not yet guessed the meaning of this, like a half-starved leopard licked the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
"Six numbers, could it be the password for some safe?" Songsa shook his head again after asking, and sighed, "I searched all over Anucher's room, but couldn't find a place to use the password. His I tried the computer and mobile phone, but they didn't work, and I didn't find out that he kept a safe in the bank, so there's really no clue."
Xie Lanshan thought for a while and said, "A computer, mobile phone or safe can be opened by the police without a password. There is no need to leave such a message on purpose."
According to the analysis of "death signal", there is really no need to do anything unnecessary. Songsa nodded: "Yes, what do these six numbers represent?"
"679234... 679234..." Xie Lanshan paced back and forth in the room, repeating the series of numbers in his mouth, suddenly looked up and saw the antique wall clock hanging above the wooden cabinet.
He frowned and asked Songsa, "What time is it now?"
Song Sa replied, "It's 2:40 in the afternoon, what's the matter?"
Xie Lanshan raised his beautiful jaw and pointed at the wall clock with his eyes: "See for yourself."
The time on the wall clock stood at one forty-seven in the morning, most likely someone deliberately fiddled it to stop.
"1.47... 147... 147..." Xie Lanshan pinched his chin with his fingers, muttering to himself, his brows suddenly loosened, as if the fog had faded out of his sight, his eyes lit up and became brighter and brighter .
"The wooden sticks on the seven toy abacus are not enough to express nine digits, but there are too many to express six digits, so Anucher temporarily removed one, and the white beads scattered on the ground are proof." Xie Lanshan's mouth was confident. Wan, more and more firm in his reasoning, he said to the old policeman Song Sa, "This is not a six-digit password, but a nine-digit death signal."
Song Sa hasn't turned the corner: "147679234, what does three more digits mean?"
Xie Lanshan didn't answer, and came to the cabinet with some excitement, leaned over and used the cabinet as a table, and stretched out his hand: "Do you have paper and pen?"
Song Sa fumbled for a while, then found a pen and paper and handed it over.
"You said that Anucher is a chemistry teacher, so let's use the simplest periodic table of chemical elements to apply it." Xie Lanshan wrote down nine numbers on the paper, and after thinking for a while, he got the formula that can form meaningful words and sentences. Arrangement, he divided the numbers with a pen, and said while drawing, "14 is silicon, the chemical symbol is Si, 7 is nitrogen, the chemical symbol is N, 67 is... 67..."
Desperately, he never thought to check it on the Internet. Xie Lanshan tapped his forehead with his index finger and middle finger, and after a few taps, he remembered it—or, in other words, another memory in his brain.
"67 is holmium, the chemical symbol is Ho, 92 is uranium, the chemical symbol is U, 34 is selenium, and the chemical symbol is Se... Connecting these letters is... " Xie Lanshan quickly wrote a phrase on the paper, then turned around, Shining in front of Songsa.
SIN HOUSE.
"This, this seems to be..." Looking at these two scribbled English words, Song Sa reacted and shouted, "It's the name of a dance bar on the bar street here!"
Just after deciphering the message of Anucher's death, another person came in outside his house, his steps were heavy, like a drum.
A man in a police uniform, Kong Wu is tall, and people can notice his eyes at a glance - his eyes are big and bright, and his eyes have a clear look that does not match his age.
Song Sa introduced the person to Xie Lanshan, pointed to the tall male policeman with broad shoulders, and said with a smile, "This is my partner, Officer Kang Xin, he is Chinese, and I learned most of my Chinese from him. It's my teacher." Turning around and introducing Xie Lanshan to Kang Xin, he said that he was a criminal police officer from China. They met for an anti-drug mission. Xie Lanshan's ability is very outstanding.
He also said that he was the most gentle and compassionate policeman he had ever seen, and sometimes he didn't even look like a policeman, but like a benevolent Bodhisattva.
This is the highest evaluation from a Buddhist. Eight or nine years ago, when Xie Lanshan was on an undercover mission, Song Sa could speak Chinese well. It can be seen that the words he introduced on both sides were very humble and polite, and also contained some exaggeration. Xie Lanshan followed his words and looked at the policeman, raised his eyebrows suddenly, and seemed to ask casually, "Officer Kangxin, what's the matter with the injury on your face?"
There was a trace of unnaturalness on his face, Kang Xin raised his hand and touched the bruise on his cheekbones, and quickly explained, "Catch a thief on the road, not as good as a human being, and being beaten like this made the thief run away."
"Then this thief is good enough!" Song Sa was quite surprised, "You are already one of the best in our bureau."
"Where you are a master, you can just make two casual gestures." Kang Xin waved his hands again and again, his eyes met Xie Lanshan, and quickly swam away.
With the police's keen sense of smell in solving the case, Xie Lanshan vaguely felt that the other party was hiding something, and he couldn't say it for a while. He just looked at the strange expression on the other party's face with a smile, and asked, "Officer Kang Xin has only appeared just now, what does he have to do with this case? See you?"
"Kang Xin's daughter is very ill and has reached the most critical moment, so he sometimes asks for leave for her daughter, and the leaders are very considerate." Song Sa helped and said, "He didn't participate much in this case, but A Kang I'm a good cop like you, I don't know if you've seen a piece of news about a man who broke into the police station with a knife and was so emotional that a cop didn't legally choose to shoot him, but walked up to him and gave him a hug ."
"I've seen it." Xie Lanshan did see this news, and because it was too novel, it also sparked a debate within the serious crime team. But whether or not this is the most appropriate way to deal with it, the policeman really touched a frustrated man and saved a life.
Before the old policeman could continue, Kang Xin lowered his head in embarrassment. He didn't look like he was pretending to be modest. He really felt that this matter was not worth mentioning: "How long ago is the news, why do you still mention it?"
In fact, there is no need for Song Sa to explain, Xie Lanshan also felt that he had overreacted, as if he left Shen Liufei, he was a soldier, and he was hostile to everyone he saw. Stopping his doubts, he put his hand to Song Sa and introduced himself seriously again: "Chinese Hanhai, policeman Xie Lanshan."
Kang Xin smiled and reached out and shook it: "Bangkok, Thailand, Police Kang Xin."
It was hot and dark in Bangkok, and at four o'clock in the afternoon the sky was still sapphire blue and cloudless. Cars come and go, cars go and stop, it's a paradise on earth, and the people on the street are as turbulent as the tide. Xie Lanshan got into Song Sa's car and went back to the police station with them. On this jam-packed journey, he looked out the window, looking at the faces of joy or resentment outside, looking for the person he was looking for. .
There was a silhouette passing by in the distance, like Hongying glanced, that silhouette was arrogant and straight, it really looked like Shen Liufei.
But after the blink of an eye, the person disappeared again, and there were still unfamiliar faces in the crowd. Xie Lanshan almost hit the ceiling on the top of the car because of his excitement. At this moment, he sat down again.
Probably got it wrong.
Thinking that he might not be able to find that person from now on, he suddenly looked at the pedestrians on the street, men and women, young and old. The more people there were, the more lonely and frightened he felt, and he felt chills all over for no reason. This cold penetrated under the skin, drilled into the bones, and finally frozen his blood and his limbs were dead. Xie Lanshan leaned against the window and hugged his shoulders involuntarily - just a little skin temperature, giving himself to himself, absorbing himself, which is not enough.
He said silently, "Brother Xiao Shen, I miss you so much."
Entering the police station, Xie Lanshan was taken aback by a man's face exactly like Kang Xin before he could sit down.
Listen to Song Sa's introduction, this is their director Kang Tae, Kang Xin's twin brother.
At first glance, the two brothers look exactly the same, but upon closer inspection, it is easy to distinguish the two from their demeanor, demeanor and clothing. Kang Xin was solid and strong, his face and demeanor looked inexplicable, and even two or three points were sloppy. But Kangtai is very different.
He looked thinner, his big back was not messed up at all, and the whole person looked tired, like oil on his head and powder on his face. Before he got close, a fragrant wind rushed to his face, choking his nose and itching.
The two brothers didn't seem to be close. The elder brother regarded his younger brother as nothing, just squinted at Xie Lanshan, and asked Songsa who stood up to greet him: "Who is this person?"
Song Sa introduced to his director that Chinese criminal policeman Xie Lanshan, who used to be a member of the Blue Fox, asked him to help with the case of the staff officer Anucher since the police of the two countries are cooperating.
"What are you doing, the people here are divided into two groups, so the Chinese police can handle the case?" Kang Tai took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his nose. , "The Blue Fox team is coming soon, get ready and don't lose face in front of outsiders."