Xiang Yu took two people into the water to search. Several of his other men continued to search the scene, but nothing was found.

A police officer compared the shoe prints of the people present and found that they obviously did not match. Moreover, the prints were not those of Gao Weiting. He only wore size 43 shoes.

This police officer is young, relatively thin, with big bright eyes and a baby face. He looks like an unspectacular big boy, but his eyes are full of wisdom and shrewdness.

Jiang Xiaolang raised his little face and asked the big boy in a very serious tone: "Can you tell anything from this shoe print?"

The big boy looked at Jiang Xiaolang and smiled: "Hey, you are so beautiful. Are you the son of a nightclub?"

Jiang Xiaolang nodded and continued to ask: "Tell me, what can you judge?"

His serious look made the police officers next to him laugh: "Oh, Mr. Ye is very interested in solving cases?"

They called Ye Gongzi, which was considered as giving enough respect to the competitiveness. After all, he was Ye Beixiao's son, so he could not be simply treated as a little brat.

Jiang Xiaolang became a little impatient, frowned and said, "Can't you judge anything?"

The police officers were all stunned. They stopped smiling for a moment and looked at Jiang Xiaolang blankly.

Ye Beixiao picked up Jiang Xiaolang and asked softly: "Xiaolang, what do you want to know?"

Jiang Xiaolang said seriously: "I want to know their judgment on the owner of the shoe print, and then find this person. That woman can't slander my mother!"

The woman he was talking about was obviously Ye Lanshu.

Ye Beixiao frowned, feeling a little helpless, but he didn't say anything to Jiang Xiaolang.

He touched his head to show that he understood his mood, and said to the big boy police officer: "You should be able to roughly judge the owner's height, weight, and physical characteristics from this shoe print, right? What do you think?

My son tells me."

The police officers were stunned again. They didn't expect that the famous Yagami would indulge a child of several years old like this.

He is so young, what can he understand?

A police officer touched the big boy police officer with his elbow and said, "Ding Cong, just talk to Mr. Ye!"

Ding Cong is a top student in criminal psychology. He can describe some characteristics of criminal suspects from the subtle traces left by the suspects at the scene, thereby providing clues and basis for solving the case.

Half of these situations were reported to the leaders at the case analysis meeting. Now you have to tell this to a little brat. Firstly, it does not comply with the case handling procedures. Secondly, it is child's play, right?

Even if Ye Beixiao dotes on his son, he can't do this!

Ding Cong was a little embarrassed: "Nightclub..."

Ye Beixiao glanced at him coldly: "Just tell me, when Xiang Yu comes back, I will tell him that I will take on any responsibilities for you."

Ding Cong hesitated for a moment and said: "Okay, let me explain briefly. From this shoe print, we can tell..."

Jiang Xiaolang interrupted him: "Wait a moment! Dad, put me down first..."

Isn’t it embarrassing to be held in your arms?

Ye Beixiao smiled lowly and bent down to put him on the ground.

Jiang Xiaolang found a flat stone and sat on it with his legs crossed.

Ye Beixiao was afraid that his butt would be cold, so he quickly took off his suit and put it under his butt.

Jiang Xiaolang smiled at him, his smile blooming with a brilliant light in the sunlight.

Jiang Nanxi looked at this scene, her heart felt as soft as the tide gently swaying.

Jiang Xiaolang took out his mobile phone, pressed it a few times, clicked, clicked, and made a few crisp sounds. Four sides of the phone popped up.

Jiang Xiaolang fiddled with it a few times, and a small mobile phone turned into a ten-inch tablet computer.

There was a ding-dong sound and the computer started up.

Jiang Xiaolang raised his eyelids and said to Ding Cong: "You can start!"


Chapter completed!