Nanci heard Wu Mian ask about the shoes and shook his head and said, "After we returned to the camp, I sent the shoes to the laboratory and handed them over to Uncle Min for inspection. Unfortunately, I didn't find anything. The shoe was soaked in sewage for so long, and there was no useful information left behind. Even the complete DNA could not be extracted."

"I asked you to bring your shoes back not to find clues through it, but because it is a clue in itself."

Wu Mian broke off a piece of potato and put it in her mouth, and said, "We can use the brand, origin, sales location and other information of the pair of shoes to lock in the approximate range and area of ​​the murderer, narrow the scope of search, and at the same time infer the identity of the gunman."

Nanci looked at Wu Mian and smiled and said, "It seems that leaving you is the right choice. We do need professional detectives like you."

Wu Mian stuffed the last piece of potato into her mouth: "Let's go, take me to the laboratory for a look."

...

In Uncle Min's laboratory, Wu Mian looked at the leather boots on the table and frowned slightly: "It's not a special style, it's just a common high-top leather shoes for military and police."

"Can these people be plainclothes sent by the official?" Nan Ci narrowed her eyes: "On the one hand, we can capture synthetic men for profit, and on the other hand, we can force synthetic men organizations like our Resistance Army to appear?"

Wu Mian picked up the wallpaper knife on the table, cut the surface of the leather boots, and gently shook her head: "It's not very similar. This pair of shoes does not have a leather upper sole and aramid puncture-proof layer. It is not produced by a regular military factory. It is just imported products that imitate the appearance. Because civil shoes do not need to increase these complex processes and costs, these shoes are sold in labor protection stores and outdoor products stores, and the styles are very uniform."

Nanci was a little disappointed: "That is to say, there are no valuable clues?"

"Ordinary people wear leather shoes, the upper will form a wrinkle, and the wear is usually located on both sides, but the soles of this shoe are mainly located on the soles of the feet, which means that this person has experienced military experience. Only those who have been training in the queue for a long time will unconsciously move the soles forward. Combined with the confession of the gunman we caught last time, it seems that most of the members of the Tibetan Dragon Organization are retired soldiers."

Wu Mian turned the sole over and checked it with a magnifying glass. She found that the sole was covered with mud. After rinsing it with clean water, there was still shiny substance in it.

Wu Mian used tweezers to pick up the luminous substance and looked at it: "There are a lot of tin foil debris mixed in the sole of his shoe, and I'm not sure if it's left in the sewage tunnel."

While speaking, Wu Mian took off his shoes and checked them, but no the same substance was found.

Seeing this, Nanci turned around and walked out the door: "I immediately asked all the people who participated in the operation to gather and send the shoes they wore at that time to you."

Twenty minutes later, Wu Mian stood up from the laboratory bench and said to Nan Ci: "It can be basically confirmed that the tin foil fragments on the sole of the mysterious man's shoes were left before entering the tunnel. His shoes are not new shoes. The rubber on the sole has aging and cracked. I also found tin foil fragments in the crack, which means that there should be a large amount of tin foil in the place where this person lives. You can count all the production of tin foil and places in the city that consume a lot of tin foil. We can check them one by one."

Nanci didn't expect that the investigation, which was already in a deadlock, would turn around because of a shoe, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes: "I will disperse the people and activate our intelligence network in the city at the same time."

...

Dreaming is a very common thing, but it will really make people feel uncomfortable to repeat the same nightmare all the time.

Wu Mian was awakened by a nightmare again.

The figure accusing Wu Mian of killing his whole family seemed to have become a heart-wrenching problem for him.

He sat up from the bed with cold sweat all over his body, feeling extremely painful.

Gunfight!

kill!

flame!

blood!

Explosive corpse!

Twisted metal!

Many pictures flashed through his mind, and Wu Mian couldn't tell whether it was something deep in his memory or one of the pictures in his nightmare.

Before he could recover, the curtain of the residence had been lifted open, and Nanci immediately walked into the room: "Wu Mian, I have something to look for you."

Wu Mian, who was naked, saw Nanci staring at him and frowned slightly: "I know you are a person who is not particular about the details, but should you knock on the door? Your current behavior can easily make me associate you as a female pervert."

Nan Ci took back his gaze from Wu Mian's scars and pointed to the entrance of the room with only one curtain: "If you want to knock on the door, you have to have a door. Put on your clothes, I'll wait for you outside the door!"

Wu Mian put on her clothes and walked out the door, blocked the sunlight with her hands and asked Nanci: "Did you come to see me so early because you found clues related to leather boots?"

"No, there is another thing that needs your help. As we walk, we will get the equipment first." Nanci was already taking the lead while speaking, and said to Wu Mian: "We received clues. Two synthetic men hidden in Kyoto were kidnapped and needed rescue, but we are short of staff here, so you have to go with me."

Wu Mian frowned: "Hidden dragon?"

"No." Nanci explained: "The other party's methods are very rough and cannot be compared with the Zanglong Organization. You can accompany me to save people first and I will explain to you on the way."

Wu Mian paused: "You have dozens of soldiers here."

Nanci responded bluntly: "There are many people, but not many people have installed weapon modules in their bodies. There are several synthetic human settlements in the suburbs, which have always been our care. Today is the day to deliver supplies. A group of soldiers set off before dawn. The remaining personnel are not enough to support this task."

Wu Mian raised her eyebrows: "It sounds like this seems dangerous."

Nanci did not hide it: "According to the tips, these two people were kidnapped and surrounded by generals, and that village was the territory of the Wolf King Society. They are one of the larger gangs in Kyoto."

Wu Mian recalled the name and did not remember anything: "Is the previous kidnapping also related to them?"

"Not sure, but my analysis should not matter much. The Wolf King will be in the drug business. I have never heard of them having a precedent for kidnapping before. I speculate that this kidnapping case should be an occasional incident."

Under the leadership of Nanci, Wu Mian quickly rushed to the repair workshop, but found that Li Tong was also here, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Have you returned to the garbage dump with them?"

When Li Tong saw Wu Mian, he showed a happy smile: "Yes, the worker bee organization said that I just changed my prosthetic limbs and needed to adapt to the synthetic life here to return to normal society so that I could not see the flaws! And I was born as an art student, and I can help draw some drawings!"

At the same time, Nanci also walked to Joni and reached out to knock on his body: "Joni, I need you to prepare a batch of equipment for me."

"Dongdong!"

The sound of knuckles ringing metal sounded, but Jonidaye didn't move. As Nanci exerted his force, he fell directly to the ground.

Wu Mian, who was talking to Li Tong, heard the sound of metal touching the ground. She looked at Joni Daye, who was like a piece of scrap metal, and frowned: "Diet?"

Chapter completed!