It was already dark after coming out of the detention center.

Xiao Ran did not choose to get off work, but followed Wang Liyang to Dai Xiaorong's doorstep.

Wang Liyang said that Dai Xiaorong's father was a son who was only 49 years old. Because he had a child late, Dai Xiaorong was spoiled since childhood and his personality was not well portrayed.

When Dai Xiaorong was 10 years old, his father died of illness. From then on, he had no restrictions. He rebelled and fought against him when he was in school, and then dropped out of school. Later, he kept mingling in society with his friends and became a typical bad guy around him.

Dai Xiaorong and his mother live in an old unit building, dilapidated and dark, and the walls are covered with layers of small advertisements.

After Wang Liyang said that after Dai Xiaorong was detained, his mother was persuaded to leave by the hotel.

Moreover, Chai Shaoying's relatives also went to Dai Xiaorong's house to make trouble because of anger, so that Dai Xiaorong's mother was worried all day long and did not dare to go out easily.

When I arrived in front of Dai Xiaorong's house, there were traces of red paint on the dilapidated iron door, and there were two lines of blood-red big words on the walls on both sides of the door: "Kill someone to pay for their lives!"

I knocked on the door, and it took a long time to hear a sound of empty footsteps from the room. The footsteps stayed behind the door, and seemed to hesitate for a long time: "Who, who?"

Wang Liyang paused for a moment: "Hello, police."

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron door that seemed to be extremely heavy was opened. An old lady with gray hair stood in the door excitedly and nervously, rubbing her hands, with eager eyes, and said, "Have you found out? My son is not a murderer?"

"Sorry, for the time being, Dai Xiaorong has not been photographed yet." Wang Liyang's speech was very low.

The light in Dai Xiaorong's mother's eyes quickly dimmed and she said with a little dullness: "Then, please come in."

The decorations at Dai Xiaorong's home are very old. The only appliance that has been on the counter is an old color TV from more than ten years ago. There are advertisements on the TV, but there is no sound at all, as if you are watching a pantomime.

"Dai Xiaorong usually lives in this room. Just go in and see whatever you want."

Wang Liyang pointed to a messy house, and the situation inside still maintained the appearance after the search. It seems that the police have never been passive after the search.

"Comrade Police, my son is really impossible to kill people, it is really impossible. I know that he has not been a good child over the years, but he is not bad. He dares not kill chickens at home. How dare he kill people?"

Dai Xiaorong's mother sat on the stool, her hands hanging weakly on her knees, and she kept repeating.

Xiao Ran walked into Dai Xiaorong's messy room.

The room was as dilapidated and simple as it was outside. A small bed was pressed tightly against the corner of the wall, and the pillow was placed against the corner of the wall. As for the window opposite the pillow, all the transparent areas were covered with thick newspapers.

Under Dai Xiaorong's bed, there were still a few comics weekly magazines piled up. Xiao Ran put on gloves, picked up the top one, and took out the dust. The date of publication was two days before Dai Xiaorong's incident.

"Is there anything worth noting about these?"

Shan Yuerou looked at Xiao Ran in confusion and looked at the comic: "This place has been thoroughly searched, and there are indeed no special doubts."

Xiao Ran closed the comics and walked to the door and said to Dai Xiaorong's mother: "Auntie, does your son like to read comics very much?"

Dai Xiaorong's mother looked at the comics in Xiao Ran's hand and didn't understand what Xiao Ran wanted to ask. She was stunned for a while before nodding and said, "Yes, he always liked to read this comic. He would buy one on time every Sunday. The new one was so expensive. Every time I said he didn't listen to him, he kept buying it, and kept buying it..."

Xiao Ran took out his cell phone, took all the decorations in Dai Xiaorong's room, took photos of the comics, and looked up and said, "Auntie, don't worry, we will investigate the matter clearly, and we will not wrongly a good person, nor will we let a bad person go."

"Thank you, thank you, I just want to know if he did it. If it was really done by him... I don't think about anything anymore, I just want to know what's going on..."

Dai Xiaorong's mother covered her cheeks with her hands, and she burst into tears.

After leaving Dai Xiaorong's house, Wang Liyang drove back to the bureau in a police car, while Xiao Ran and Shan Yuerou stood by the side of the road, preparing to take a taxi to their homes.

"Xiao Ran, what do you mean by those photos you just took?" Dan Yuerou couldn't help asking while waiting for the car.

"I... just constructed the psychological characteristics before and after Dai Xiaorong committed the crime." Xiao Ran said.

"Oh, by the way, you still have a degree in criminal psychology."

Shan Yuerou said, "Then according to your judgment, what kind of psychological state was he in during that period?"

Xiao Ran thought for a while and said, "Just as stated in the file, he is timid and afraid of things, but he is also a little childish and fantasy."

"From what perspective?" asked Shan Yuerou.

"Did you notice that the bed where Dai Xiaorong slept was a very small bed, facing the corner of the wall, and on one side of his quilt, there were traces of friction with the wall."

Xiao Ran took out his cell phone and pointed the photos he took to Shan Yuerou: "This shows that he is afraid of the dark night. When he sleeps at night, he always has to put one side of his body against the wall, and the top of his head against the wall. The only window that may bring uneasiness is covered with newspapers by him, and he can always be within his sight.

Only those who lack security in their hearts will like to shrank themselves in the corner. Such people will want to show their strength when they wake up. This is why they always get involved with those gangsters, because those people don’t seem to be afraid of anything and can give him the illusion of a sense of security.”

"What about childishness and fantasy?" asked Shan Yuerou.

"You read these comics, and they are all prepared for elementary school students. Even the senior children in elementary school don't read these, but Dai Xiaorong bought them all without any issue."

Xiao Ran said: "The last comic he bought was July 1st. On Sunday, Chai Shaoying's accident was July 3rd. In just two days, a person whose real psychological quality is still at the level of a teenager suddenly becomes a villain who is determined to kill, which is almost impossible."

Shan Yuerou nodded and thought.

"The forensic report also said that Chai Shaoying died from 12 a.m. to 1 a.m. This period was the night that Dai Xiaorong was afraid of. Even if he was determined to kill someone, he would not do so simply."

Xiao Ran continued: "Suppose Dai Xiaorong really has a psychological change and becomes a person with a strong desire for crime. He has cleared all the footprints in the villa, why did he just leave that piece of toilet paper?"

Shan Yuerou understood what Xiao Ran meant: "In other words, we can now temporarily determine that Dai Xiaorong did not commit the crime and do our best to investigate other directions?"

"So, go back and have a good rest for the night, we may have to get busy again next... your car is here."

Watching the taxi that Shan Yuerou was riding disappear into the depths of the lights, Xiao Ran looked at the stars in the night sky.

Hopefully tomorrow is a good weather...
Chapter completed!