The cowboy sister looked at Lin Baici, waiting for an answer.

"Those two security doors are different from those in my husband's house. They were replaced later!"

Lin Baici pointed.

"so what?"

Cowboy asked.

"It means that those two houses may have been purchased later and renovated, and they were not moved in at the same time as the old woman."

Lin Baici explained that if you are not a neighbor at the same time, there is a high probability that you will not know the situation of your wife's in-laws' family.

"It's also possible that the security door is broken and has been replaced!"

The cowboy girl argued.

"The possibility you mentioned exists!"

Lin Baici pointed the cowboy sister to look at the shoe rack next to the security door: "Do you see anything?"

"Just some shoes?"

Cowboy sister doesn’t know why

"The mistress of this house must be a slut!"

The black man's Kyushu dialect is not very good, but the pronunciation of the word "slut" is very pure.

The black man mentioned this store. There is a shoe cabinet at the door. It is full of women's shoes. There are more than twenty pairs. There are even several pairs on the ground next to it.

These shoes are quite sexy, and some of them are super high-heeled, studded with diamonds...

They are the kind of shoes mostly worn by women engaged in special professions.

"I don't know if it's cool or not, but this house is occupied by tenants."

Lin Baici explained: "The shoes are of different sizes, and there are at least three women living there!"

"NO, NO!"

The black man shook his head: "Only two live here!"

"Go and take a look, there are only two sizes of shoes!"

The black man smiled very confidently, and he also had this kind of meticulous observation.

"Have you never thought that two of the women have the same shoe size?"

Lin Baici asked back.

"Well……"

Black man is stuck.

“There are several pairs of shoes of the same size with different levels of wear!”

Lin Baici had sharp eyes and could see clearly from a few meters away.

People have different foot shapes and different walking postures, so the parts where shoes are worn are also different.

"This reason is not sufficient!"

The black man is still talking harshly.

"Those two pairs of red high-heeled shoes are exactly the same, but the degree of wear and tear is different, which is enough to prove that they belong to two different women!"

Gu Qingqiu found it disgusting and thought he had no brains and insisted on arguing.

"Uh-huh!"

Xia Hongyao took notes carefully and asked humbly: "Is there any other way to judge?"

Gu Qingqiu and Lin Baici looked at each other without answering.

But actually there are.

Different smells can also be used as a basis for identification.

"On this shoe rack, there are several pairs of walking shoes for elderly people."

Lin Baici continued: "Generally speaking, the elderly do not go out to work, so most of them do not rent a house, so there is a high probability that they will be the first homeowners to move in!"

"That makes sense!"

The cowboy sister nodded, thinking this guy was very smart.

A smile appeared on Xia Hongyao's face unconsciously, feeling proud.

"You know how powerful it is, right? This is my trump card."

Holding a pen in a high ponytail, he wrote down quickly in a small notebook.

"Any more?"

The black man is not convinced.

"Actually, it's the simplest thing. Have you seen the anti-slip mat in front of the door?"

Lin Baici gestured: "Can you compare?"

"FUCK!"

The black man cursed in annoyance, not at Lin Baici, but at himself.

He understood.

Because the anti-slip mat in front of the old woman’s in-law’s house was the same as the one in front of the house that Gu Qingqiu asked about, it means that the two families most likely bought it at the same time.

If not, it was given as a gift by a certain party, which means that the relationship between the two families is good, and there is a high probability that they know the other party's family situation.

Someone must know about something as big as a disappearance.

Hoffman looked at Lin Baici and then at Gu Qingqiu. His expression turned a little ugly.

It’s not scary if a person has high combat effectiveness, and it’s not scary if he has a high IQ. What’s scary is that these two are combined in one person.

Like Lin Baici's analysis just now, it is clear and logical, which is enough to show that his IQ is superior to others.

You must know that Lin Baici is so young and must have not received special training, so he is definitely born to be able to perform like this.

Hoffman suddenly felt a little regretful. This revenge trip was probably the wrong one.

The group of people went downstairs and came to the roadside.

"Hey, Lao Hei!"

Gu Qingqiu greeted the black man.

"WHAT?"

The title "Lao Hei" is a bit insulting, but the black man curled his lips and did not show any anger.

The main reason is that he also wants to rely on these two people to purify pollution.

"Go get a car!"

Gu Qingqiu calls on the black man.

"My name is Django!"

The black man said his name, then ran away cursing.

Xia Hongyao thought he would have to wait for a while, but who knew that in less than five minutes, he came back in a brown Buick MPV.

"So fast?"

Xia Hongyao was shocked. How do you say this? Racial talent?

The cowboy girl looked calm, obviously she was used to this kind of thing.

Crunch!

The MPV stopped.

The window is lowered.

"GO!GO!GO!"

Django urged everyone to get in the car.

…

The grandson of the old woman goes to Kwun Tong Primary School.

There were not many cars at night, so Jiang Ge drove there in 20 minutes. If he was familiar with the route, it would be faster.

The school door is closed, but the light in the security room is on.

"Old Hei, go get some money!"

Gu Qingqiu ordered.

"I told you my name is Django!"
To be continued...