Li Jian and Chen He, both holding Type 95 police pistols, rushed to the front.

Even though there was no response when knocking on the door, they couldn't rule out the possibility that someone was hiding inside.

As with any indoor assault previously, the safety of the officers always comes first.

In Li Jian's opinion, being a detective means having to keep your head on a swivel, always thinking "danger +1" to avoid unnecessary bloodshed and sacrifice.

Two minutes later, Li Jian and Chen He walked out of the master and guest bedrooms respectively, both saying: "Safe!"

At this moment.

Jiang An stood in the living room, looking around. The items inside appeared very orderly.

Moreover, there was still a half-drunk glass of water on the coffee table.

In the ashtray on the coffee table, there were freshly extinguished cigarette butts.

Jiang An glanced at the living room balcony where two men's clothes were hanging.

Sensing all this, Jiang An instantly understood that someone was definitely living in this room, and it was a male.

Li Jian put away his gun and said: "Let's conduct a scene investigation together, but be sure not to disrupt the original state of the scene."

Jiang An and Wan nodded.

Immediately, the four of them started examining the interior.

They arrived in the living room, where several artistic photos were on the TV cabinet.

Wan bent over and picked up one of the photos to take a look.

"This girl's appearance looks quite cute, and crucially, it matches Jiang An's skull reconstruction perfectly."

Chen He and Li Jian came over to take a look and nodded.

However, when Li Jian's peripheral vision swept across the TV cabinet.

He suddenly noticed that there was another dual photo frame on the TV cabinet.

"Also, the man in this dual photo frame seems familiar to Li Jian."

Immediately, Li Jian hurriedly picked up the frame.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and his heart raced.

Wan also turned his head to take a glance.

"Hey, isn't this the man who just led me to find a locksmith?"

"Didn't he say he lives upstairs?"

After a brief thought, Wan widened his eyes and said: "He lied!"

Li Jian also wore an angry face.

"I didn't expect that kid to escape right under our noses."

Hearing their conversation, Chen He was at a loss.

"What do you mean?"

Before Li Jian could speak, Wan replied: "Earlier, when Mr. Li and I came over, we found the door couldn't open, and a young man happened to come upstairs from the second floor."

"At that time, we wanted to find a locksmith to open the door, but that young man enthusiastically offered to take me to find the locksmith."

"In the end, he took me to the locksmith's door and then said he was going to buy some fish stew spices and left."

It was only then that Chen He understood that this was his escape plan.

He exclaimed: "Are you saying that person is the man in the photo frame?"

Wan nodded: "Exactly!"

At this moment, Li Jian was filled with regret.

"So he is that man."

Jiang An looked down at the photo and said: "These two people seem very close and live in the same room."

"I suspect they are likely in a romantic relationship."

At this time, Wan curiously asked: "If they are a couple, why did he sneak away when he saw us?"

"If his girlfriend died, shouldn't he ask us in the police department to solve the case?"

Li Jian turned his head and said: "Isn't it obvious, he's guilty."

"You're saying that man is a suspect?"

In an instant, Wan was dumbfounded, standing still.

After a moment of contemplation, Li Jian said: "As Jiang An said, this man might be the killer."

While they were engulfed in disbelief, Jiang An turned around and began searching the living room.

Chen Huo glanced at Jiang An.

"Jiang An, what are you looking for?"

Jiang An replied: "I'm looking for the murder weapon."

"The murder weapon?"

The three of them instantly fixed their eyes on Jiang An, with a look of surprise.

"Can we find the murder weapon here?"

Jiang An explained: "Through the scene investigation, we found that the killer used a large amount of gasoline."

"But there was no gasoline can found at the entire crime scene."

"Also, during our perimeter investigation of the house, we did not find any gasoline cans."

"Gasoline cans are generally made of metal, I don't believe they would melt in a fire."

"I suspect that the gasoline can was very likely taken away by the killer."

Upon hearing this, Li Jian gently nodded.

"Makes sense, your analysis seems to fit the crime logic."

"During our patrol search around the scene, we indeed did not see any device holding gasoline."

Then, the four of them began to search indoors for the murder weapon.

Five minutes later, Wan excitedly said: "Found it!"

"I found it!"

"Where?"

"The balcony off the kitchen."

Subsequently, the other three quickly rushed over.

Sure enough, at the corner of the kitchen balcony was a green barrel that looked very much like a metal gasoline can available on the market.

Jiang An reached into his pocket to grab a pair of gloves, put them on, and squatted down to inspect.

Seeing those gloves, Wan asked: "You carry a pair of gloves with you?"

Li Jian turned his head and said: "Learn this, it's a good habit."

Jiang An squatted down and unscrewed the metal lid of the barrel.

Then, he brought his nose closer and sniffed.

"It did indeed hold gasoline."

Then, he shifted his gaze to the side of the gasoline can.

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