Hunt down

The case was solved, and various voices appeared on the Internet, one of which surpassed the topic of "education" and jumped to the top of the hot search, and that was the past posts about the "1936" hotel.

"The boss before 1936 was a murderer, and he killed someone in his own hotel. It's only been a few years, and he died again. This hotel is too evil!"

"Is there some ulterior secret? I heard that the current owner of this hotel is young, only in his early twenties. How could he make a hotel that was on the verge of abandonment flourish? And still in a few days Within a year, there won't be any secret deeds behind the scenes!"

"It is said that the current boss also killed someone and was imprisoned!"

"Oh my god! Could it be that the food in the hotel is full of people..."

"I'm going, stop talking, stop talking, shivering..."

......

Zhou Jiming locked the phone with a "click", and threw it on the table angrily.

Liu Gongye looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

"There are always some people who hear that the wind is rain, and look upset."

"What are you talking about without thinking?"

Zhou Jiming leaned forward to take the phone back again, swiped open the screen, flipped through the address book, and said absently, "It's nothing."

"Go out if you have nothing to do. Since you came in, you have lost your phone three times while sitting there. I am tired of hearing you sigh. Go out."

Zhou Jiming scratched his head, "Then I really went out?"

Liu Gongye: ...

Zhou Jiming: "Is anyone going to tell Mr. Song about the case?"

Liu Gongye: "Not yet."

Zhou Jiming: "Then I'll go."

......

Liu Gongye: "No one stopped...you."

Before Liu Gongye finished speaking, Zhou Jiming disappeared from the door.

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After Song Nai came back from Zhou Jiming's parents' house in Ahu District, he began to tidy up the hotel, cleaning the inside and outside. After the case was settled, he cleaned the back alley and the seventh and ninth floors in turn. All the indoor furniture was sold and new ones were bought.

It was noon at this moment, the air conditioner was turned on in the hotel, and everyone had just finished their work in the morning and sat in the hall for lunch.It may be because some search terms on the Internet are not very friendly, and Song Nai himself did not mention this matter, so everyone was very quiet during the meal, and no one talked.

Song Nai didn't eat much, so he left the table the soonest, and he had to tidy up his room.

Seeing Song Nai walk away, the people on the table started talking.

"Have you read all the news on the Internet?" Zhao Jie asked in a low voice.

"Looked at it, it's too much, even said that our place is evil, and some people say that we are doing unscrupulous activities, I can go to hell, it's as if I have seen them all with my own eyes." Cui Cui was very angry.

"Didn't you even read the boss and mention it? You don't care at all." Xiao Zhang, who was sitting next to Cui Chef, said.

"By the way, do you know that the boss was injured some time ago?" said Xiao Li who was opposite Xiao Zhang.

"Injured? Where is the injury? I didn't see it!" Zhao Jie said in surprise.

"Just that day, the day the boss didn't come back all night, I went to find him after he came back, and saw that he was changing clothes, and I saw a big piece of gauze wrapped around his arm." Xiao Li said, comparing the size of his hands. , "It is estimated that the wound is not small."

"It's not really doing something improper, is it?" Xiao Zhang felt a little weak when he said this, and looked at the people on the table erratically.

"How long have you been working here? Do you eat human|meat? Have you ever killed someone? Have you ever seen the boss kill someone?" Cui Chef glared at him, "Is the boss something you can imagine? What about him? Don't know? Who paid for your medical expenses when your mother was sick? Your conscience was eaten by a dog?"

Cui Chef put the bowl aside, "You are no different from those grandchildren who listen to the wind and the rain."

"If you don't have it, you don't have it, why are you still scolding people..." Xiao Zhang muttered.

"Fortunately, the manager is not here with the child today. Otherwise, if the manager hears this, you can just leave." Zhao Jie also put down the bowl.

"Yeah... the injury is not necessarily because of doing something improper? What if he was attacked like last time in the back alley?" Xiao Li timidly guessed.

"Your boss is because of my injury." Zhou Jiming stood not far from them and listened for a few words, but he couldn't take it anymore, "You guys are so suspicious of your boss, why don't you think about how you can help him?" , you take a rest here and there, isn't it just to reopen the business, you still have to use your strength in one place, right?"

Zhou Jiming has been a police officer for too long, and when he talks to people, he unconsciously adopts an interrogative air. The people on the table can only nod when they hear it. In addition to being suppressed by Zhou Jiming's aura, it is also because they talked about Song Song behind his back just now. Nai, feel guilty.

"Be careful to hurt yourself by talking too much." Zhou Jiming said to everyone with a smile, and then asked in a brisk tone, "Where is your boss now?"

Zhao Jie stretched out her finger and pointed upstairs.

"Thank you."

Zhou Jiming turned his head and ran up the stairs, leaving behind a table of people who could no longer eat.

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The new bookcase has just been moved in, and Song Nai is putting books in it one by one. This time the bookshelf is twice as big as the previous one, occupying a larger area, making the bed even smaller.

His desk has not been changed yet, and it is full of books that have been removed from the previous shelf. When he is arranging the books, his mind is empty. Maybe because this incident makes him feel at ease, his mind has a moment of leisure. , until he saw this one thing on the corner of the table.

That was the cup that Zhou Jiming carried with him.

After he came back from Zhou Jiming's parents' house, he found the cup next to the driver's seat and took it back to his room. He told himself that it was for the convenience of returning it to Zhou Jiming at any time...he also told himself, He'll give it back sometime soon.

Then I kept it in my room until now.

Song Nai looked at the cup stuffed into the corner in a daze for a while, his brain activated normally, after arranging the books in his hand on the bookshelf, he wiped his hands on his clothes, and then went to get the cup in a mysterious way , staring at it lost in thought.

"Do you like it?" Zhou Jiming leaned against the door and looked at Song Nai with a smile.

Song Nai shook his body, and he looked at Zhou Jiming angrily.

Zhou Jiming copied his hands, "The door is not closed. I saw you tidying up seriously, so I didn't bother you."

Song Nai put the cup back, and continued to organize the books, "Is there something wrong with Police Officer Zhou?"

"Have."

Song Nai was in a hurry to tidy up, and dropped three or four books while holding a stack of books.

Zhou Jiming came over in two steps, knelt down in front of Song Nai, and helped him pick up the books, "What is Mr. Song doing in a hurry? Could it be that there are any adult books in this pile of books?" Zhou Jiming picked up the books, and He stared at Song Nai with a look of optimism.

Song Nai snatched the book from Zhou Jiming, and ignored his teasing, "What's the matter?"

He turned his back to Zhou Jiming and put the books in the bookshelves in order, but today these books seemed to be against him, the more he tried to put them upright, the more one or two disobedient ones would fall down .

His bookshelf was a bit high, and it happened that these books were placed on the highest level, so he had to stretch his arms as far as possible to reach the bottom of the highest level.Song Nai struggled to adjust those books, and he heard Zhou Jiming laughing behind him.

He became very depressed, and he simply stopped doing it. He turned around and looked at Zhou Jiming in displeasure, "What's the matter?"

"Why didn't you tidy up all of a sudden? Do you want me to help?" Zhou Jiming shrugged, "If Mr. Song needs it, I will be happy to help."

"No, I can do it myself." Song Nai leaned against the bookshelf, he felt that Zhou Jiming's constant look at him made him a little short of breath.

Zhou Jiming observed Song Nai's small movements, he pursed his lips, and suddenly felt a little thirsty, "Do you like my cup?"

Song Nai stared at him, "Can you please answer my question first!"

Zhou Jiming looked down at Song Nai's helpless and furious appearance, and thought it was very interesting. He looked like a wild cat that needed to be tamed. As long as he was tamed, he must...that must...

Something bad appeared in Zhou Jiming's mind, he stared at Song Nai's reddened eyes and felt guilty.

I must have been alone for too long...

Zhou Jiming was in a relationship when he was in middle school when he was so old. The other party was a very handsome girl, but he didn't know what liking was at that time. It was just that the girl proposed dating. He thought there was nothing wrong with it, so he talked to her. fell in love.To be honest, he still has a poor understanding of the emotion of "like". He didn't know whether his mood of wanting to tease Song Nai was the same as teasing that little fat man Li Huiyao, so Song Nai asked him in the car Sometimes, he is hesitant.

Even now, when he even wanted to kiss Song Nai, he didn't know whether it was because of Song Nai or because of his own loneliness.

"Officer Zhou." Song Nai didn't like Zhou Jiming's expression of not knowing what he was planning.

"Two things." Zhou Jiming raised his hand to erect the books on the top shelf, and suddenly said seriously, "Repay the money and state the case."

Hearing this, Song Nai seemed a little lonely when he lowered his eyes. He bypassed Zhou Jiming and went back to the desk to sort out the rest of the books, "There is no need to pay back the money. After all, the case is related to us, so let's just think of it as a contribution." .The statement of the case and so on are all mentioned in the news, and I know everything I need to know."

"Don't you wonder why he came to kill you?"

"Curious or not, isn't he already sentenced to death? Can he come out and kill me again?"

"Then what if I say that he may not be the only murderer?"

Song Nai paused, "You mean?"

"He didn't tell the truth until the end. There are many problems that have not been solved. For example, the stomach of the deceased was carefully cut open. It is obvious that he is looking for something, but he does not admit it."

"The reason why he concealed it is because there is still a conspiracy?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"No clue?"

"Not yet. He didn't say anything superfluous. He even made excuses to shirk his self-statement and replaced it with questions and answers. He was very cautious."

"It's strange."

"What's weird?"

"Since he is so cautious, how could he let you find surveillance so easily? If it was me, if I wanted to get rid of the crime, I would not make any movement for at least a year."

"Although he hides the monitoring in a remote place, he will always be found after a long time, and he hides it in a conspicuous silver BMW. So he took a risk and wanted to take it."

"Whose BMW is that?"

"No license plate, looks like a brand new car."

"He probably didn't buy it himself."

"Well, he said it was stolen."

"It was stolen...if it was stolen...someone will always report it." Song Nai looked at Zhou Jiming, "Is there?"

"I have to contact the surrounding police stations to see if they have received similar reports."

"If there is no similar report, then you have to ask him where the car came from. For a person who has not worked, that is not a small amount."

"Well, I understand what you mean."

Song Nai was holding a stack of books and was about to stuff them into the bookshelf again. This time Zhou Jiming simply took them all and put them one by one without any difficulty.

Zhou Jiming is also wearing very light casual clothes today. When he raised his hand to put the books on the bookshelf, the pure cotton T-shirt stuck to Zhou Jiming's back, and there was no fat on his waist. Years of exercise made Zhou Jiming in good shape, visible to the naked eye Emotion and powerful.

When he lifted his arm vigorously, Song Nai could even feel his strength from the changes in his back muscles and arm muscles. His eyes uncontrollably looked at the person buried in the bookshelf, and he glanced at the back of Zhou Jiming's thigh Sideways, recalling the rambunctious talk of the girl I met on Fenghua Street not long ago.

"You don't need to charge money, but you have to serve me happily."

Song Nai stared at Zhou Jiming's thigh, and these words came to his mind, his body suddenly became hot, and he even began to imagine how he would serve that woman if Zhou Jiming agreed at that time, he felt that his mind was a little messed up.

Zhou Jiming finished sorting out the books, and turned around just in time to meet Song Nai's confused eyes.

"Mr. Song, your face is so red."