A perfect crime? To me, it's full of flaws!

The car sped along the road.

Lu Ziye sat in the passenger seat, still clutching the walkie-talkie in his hand.

After holding it in for a while, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Qi Feng, you just said someone would definitely die tonight. Do you mean the killer will make their move outside the 30-kilometer patrol area we're focusing on?"

"I'm not sure, but I know that even if we get lucky, we can only find the person who wanted to commit suicide at best. Where do we find the murderer? He didn't even come to the scene from beginning to end."

"If we run out here now, isn't it like looking for a needle in a haystack? What can we possibly find by wandering around aimlessly in this desolate wilderness?"

"How can you say it's like looking for a needle in a haystack? Take me to the scenes of these five suicide cases first." Qi Feng's purpose in coming out was never to look for a needle in a haystack; he wanted to see the scenes firsthand.

"Going to a crime scene in the middle of the night? Aren't you afraid of having nightmares? Fine, turn left at the next intersection and go to the scene of the third case, it's the closest one."

Lin Haitang, sitting in the back row, wrapped her coat tighter and remained silent, but her eyes revealed a hint of curiosity.

She knew Qi Feng too well; this guy wouldn't do anything without a reason, and he never did anything pointless.

Ten minutes later, the SUV turned onto a side road.

"This is the only way we can drive. We'll have to walk across." Lu Ziye pointed to the grassy area next to him.

Qi Feng stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.

"Was the deceased's car also parked here at the time?"

"No, the deceased's car is parked over there." Lu Ziye shook his head and pointed ahead.

"Then let's go ahead and follow the path the dead walked."

The SUV started up again and drove in the direction Lu Ziye pointed.

Lu Ziye felt that after not seeing his brother for so long, his brother's actions had become increasingly sinister!

A hundred meters is just a matter of pressing the accelerator. The car came to a smooth stop where the deceased had been.

"This is it." Lu Ziye turned on his high-powered flashlight, and the beam swept around the open space.

"The car of the third victim, Chen Xiaoda, was parked right here."

Qi Feng didn't say anything, but took out his flashlight from his pocket and turned it on.

"Let's go." Lu Ziye took the flashlight and turned to walk towards the railway line.

Qi Feng stopped short of walking.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Lu Ziye turned around.

Qi Feng held the flashlight, but instead of pointing it forward, the beam was angled towards a row of wire mesh protective netting on the right.

"Go over there."

Lu Ziye was stunned for a moment.

"Why go over there? That's a roundabout way."

He walked over to Qi Feng and gestured with his flashlight on the ground.

"Look, this is the parking spot, and the railway tracks are in that direction. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. As we analyzed before, after the deceased got off the train, he must have crossed this patch of wasteland and walked straight to the railway tracks. Although the video didn't capture the process of him walking, the direction was roughly the same."

"The shortest distance is a straight line? Mr. Lu, are you solving a geometry problem or investigating a case?"

"Nonsense, who in their right mind would choose the long way instead of the shortcut?" Lu Ziye retorted.

"That's the problem. If he wanted to go in a straight line, the spot where we just stopped was the closest point to the tracks. Why would he deliberately drive the car more than a hundred meters forward, stop there, and then walk over?"

Lu Ziye opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

"Come with me." Qi Feng didn't waste any more words and walked straight to the protective netting on the right.

Lin Haitang immediately followed, and Lu Ziye scratched his head, but could only hurry behind.

When he was about three or four meters away from the protective net, Qi Feng slowed down.

Under the cover of night, his eyes narrowed slightly.

System skill, "My Eyes Are a Ruler," is now activated!

In an instant, Qi Feng's vision was filled with something different.

Across the rusty barbed wire fence ahead, a red square, visible only to Qi Feng, came into view.

The frame wasn't large; it was positioned precisely at the junction of the wires, about one meter off the ground.

Sure enough, there was something there.

He strode forward, the beam of his flashlight precisely illuminating the area within the red frame.

"Look here." Qi Feng pointed to a barb on the barbed wire.

Lu Ziye took a closer look and his eyes widened instantly.

A dark-colored fabric fiber was hanging from the rusty barb.

"This...this is fiber left from a tear in the clothes?" Lu Ziye asked in astonishment.

Qi Feng didn't rush to a conclusion. Instead, he took out a transparent evidence bag and a pair of tweezers from his pocket, carefully removed the tuft of fiber, and put it into the bag.

"Don't rush, there's more."

Qi Feng, holding a flashlight, began to walk forward, following the direction of the protective netting.

He hadn't walked more than a few steps when another red frame appeared in his field of vision.

"here."

Lu Ziye quickly ran over, shone his flashlight, and found another piece of fiber hanging on the wire!

Next, Qi Feng walked along the protective netting, stopping frequently.

"here."

"And here too."

"It's also on this wire."

Every few meters, Qi Feng could find a piece of clothing fiber left behind on the protective netting.

Lu Ziye followed behind, his mouth agape as he watched Qi Feng's fluid movements.

"No, buddy... do you have night vision? In the middle of the night, in such dim light, how did you spot these clothing fibers?!" Lu Ziye couldn't help but ask loudly.

Qi Feng stuffed the last evidence bag full of fibers into his pocket, turned to look at Lu Ziye, and said seriously, "Don't make a fuss, my job is for forensic examination. That's what you call professional!"

Lu Ziye's lips twitched twice, but he still admired her in his heart!

Qi Feng ignored Lu Ziye and continued walking forward, passing through a gap in the protective netting to enter the scene of the incident.

The inside was quite clean, and there were no hints for the "My Eyes Are the Ruler" skill, indicating that the physical evidence here had been taken back by the previous forensic team.

Now it's clear that the deceased didn't walk in a straight line after getting off the bus.

Instead, they followed the protective netting and crept over to get here.

Then, through a gap in the protective netting, he walked onto the railway tracks and committed suicide.

At the same time, Lu Ziye, who had also figured out the way, swallowed hard in fear.

His eyes were fixed on the row of protective netting, and a strange image flashed through his mind.

A man dressed in dark clothes, in the dead of night, pressed his body tightly against the cold barbed wire, like a zombie, inching forward step by step, oblivious to the tears his clothes were being torn by the wire...

"Understood?" Qi Feng asked Lu Ziye.

"Understood what?" Lu Ziye asked, his mind not quite clear at first.

"Your city bureau's forensic examination made the same mistake as your task force."

"You assumed the deceased would walk the shortest straight path to the tracks after getting off the train. So your investigation focused entirely on the overgrown grass along that straight line. As for the edge of the protective fence, you didn't even look at it carefully."

"Yes, a normal person would definitely walk in a straight line as you would imagine, but was the deceased a normal person? He might have been before, but in the period leading up to his death, he was definitely not a normal person!"

Lu Ziye's face flushed slightly, but he couldn't refute it.

Because what Qi Feng said was true.

"Yeah, why would a normal person do that?" Qi Feng muttered to himself.

unless........