A Little Trick Every Day 2

Half an hour later, Michael's wife was sent to the hospital, and the police left after surveying the scene.

They believed this was a very ordinary and obvious case of burglary and assault. Frankly, such cases were not uncommon in the Bayer Federation. There were always some lazy, unwilling-to-work poor people who took risks to obtain some money through illegal means.

However, the police were not without gains. At least they believed that the escaped criminal was likely very familiar with Michael's home, knowing that Michael was away on business and the children were still at school, leaving only Michael's wife at home.

Even the transformation of robbery into assault, in the eyes of the police, became evidence that the criminal likely knew the family—hatred.

The emptied house was pitch black and deserted. Lin Qi, wearing gloves, pushed open the courtyard door and entered the yard, then closed the door again.

He took out his homemade lock-picking tools from his pocket—a Twisting Piece modified from a Wine Opener and a Plectrum modified from a Crochet Hook. Both of these items could be bought in hardware stores and tool shops.

The principle of old-fashioned door locks is very simple. In layman's terms, the lock cylinder can be turned after the tumbler is pressed into the tumbler hole, and the door will be opened.

This is easy to do with a key, but without a key, a certain amount of torque needs to be added to the lock cylinder.

The torque will cause a slight misalignment between the lock cylinder and the tumbler hole. It is this slight misalignment that prevents the tumbler pressed into the tumbler hole from falling out. When all the tumblers have been pressed into the correct position by the Plectrum's movement, the door will be opened.

With the sound of de de de de de as he moved the Plectrum back and forth a few times, a click sound came from inside the lock. Lin Qi looked around, twisted the doorknob, and slipped into the room through the crack in the door.

The room was a bit messy. The police had stayed here for a while when they came to collect evidence. He took out the flashlight he carried with him, turned it on, and went upstairs.

A few minutes later, he found the study of the house.

Unexpectedly, Michael, that hot-tempered Investigator, actually liked to read. Looking at the rows of books neatly displayed, Lin Qi always felt that Michael had read all his books into a dog's belly.

He rummaged around and found a safe, but he didn't touch it.

He had learned how to open this kind of old-fashioned safe. In fact, as long as you understand the principle, it is not difficult to unlock it. This kind of old-fashioned dial lock is essentially a set of dials.

By rotating left and right at intervals, the scale of different dials is changed. When the scales are aligned, a small reed or a slot attached to the dial will be on a line. At this time, twisting the switch will allow the bolt to retract into the cabinet door without hindrance.

Some movies use stethoscopes to distinguish the sound of the internal dial rotating. It was indeed useful at the beginning, but the manufacturer quickly repaired this obvious drawback, and it is difficult to hear any movement anymore.

However, for skilled craftsmen, it is easier to do it by feel. Of course, this is another matter.

The safe is nothing more than some money, evidence that is useful to Michael but useless to himself, notebooks, or something else, which is also inconsistent with his purpose of sneaking in here.

He turned around in the room, pulled open a few drawers under the desk, and found some change in the right drawer. He had a plan in mind, put the gold ring he carried with him into the second-to-last drawer, and restored everything to its original state. After checking it again, he left.

This was one of his main purposes today, to put the gold ring into Michael's house. Then he needed to solve some other problems, the Newspaper Boss.

The Newspaper Boss had already successfully escaped. The police's detection rate in this era was somewhat outrageously low. In order to protect personal and public privacy, as well as some other reasons, the Bayer Federation did not have any monitoring system.

This also meant that all the physical appearance and external characteristics related to criminal suspects came from the indirect provision of some clues and the oral descriptions of some witnesses.

If there are no witnesses, such as the case of Lin Qi's room being stolen, it is basically difficult to solve, unless the criminal suspect is caught in the next crime, and the interrogator has outstanding skills and can make people confess what they have done before.

Otherwise, don't expect the police to do anything.

The nature of this case was slightly serious, and it also involved the Tax Bureau Investigation Team Leader. The Sabine City Police Station sent some more manpower. They were still waiting, waiting for Michael's wife to recover from her shock, waiting for her to provide a more accurate description of the criminal suspect's appearance.

The community security guard provided a sketch of the criminal suspect's appearance, but they were confronting each other on the first floor without lights at the time. All the light was based on the brightness of the community street lights. The security guard used too many ambiguous and uncertain words to describe the person he saw, so the sketch obtained through his description was not of great significance.

At this time, the Newspaper Boss they were looking for had returned to his small territory. His heartbeat had just recovered from one hundred and eighty beats per minute. Only the pistol he held tightly in his hand could provide him with some stability.

He felt a little stupid. He just wanted to make that woman suffer a little, threaten her, and see if he could get back the evidence that fell into Michael's hands.

But somehow, a terrible desire suddenly occupied his heart, so that he wanted to make such a move.

Now that his emotions had settled down, he also realized that he had made a big mistake. That woman had seen his appearance, and it was definitely the kind of profound image that she would never forget even in death.

Tomorrow, or the day after, in no more than a week, wanted posters with his portrait would be all over Sabine City. Too many people here knew him, and by then he would be dead.

He could already fully imagine Michael's fury—even at this moment, the Newspaper Boss was still afraid of Michael, and he couldn't change that fact.

Thinking of this, although somewhat unwilling, he still made a decision to leave this place, to leave Sabine City, and hide outside for a while.

Wait until the heat dies down after a while, or simply not come back from outside.

He had money in his hand. Over the years, he had saved tens of thousands of dollars, and this money was not deposited in the bank, but in a shoe box in his room.

He also had a gun. With this money and the gun, he could completely go to another place to hide his name, do some small business, or return to his old profession.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. Ignoring the children in the dormitory building, he went directly back to his room, rummaged through a pile of seemingly worthless garbage for the shoe box, packed up some things he was reluctant to throw away, and went out under the cover of night.

He thought no one had noticed his actions, but several of the oldest children in the dormitory noticed his actions.

After he shot a child in the thigh yesterday, the children, who seemed to have become docile again, actually developed an emotion that the Newspaper Boss himself was not aware of.

Less than a minute after he left, several of the oldest children chased out with knives they usually used to cut vegetables and some foot-long steel bars with sharpened ends that they had "picked up" from the construction site.

At the same time, Lin Qi also chased to this vicinity. He was thinking about how to solve the Newspaper Boss silently when he saw the Newspaper Boss rushing out with a bag on his back, followed by several short figures in a hurry.