Hunt down

The blood in the back alley of the kitchen has been cleaned up by the police, but Song Nai doesn't know why, standing in this alley, he can still smell the smell of blood in the air.

This small alley has only one exit facing the road. The west side is a hotel, and the east side is a wasteland. The wasteland used to be the suburb of Lizhong District, close to Lidong District, with many factories.

Song Nai turned on the street lights in the back alley when he entered the kitchen, but he still felt that it was a little dark here.

It would be better to fix a few more streetlights some other day, otherwise I won't be able to see clearly, Song Nai thought to himself.

He looked at the circled figure on the ground, which was the appearance of Fan Xiaofang's body when it was discovered.Song Nai stared at the figure for a few minutes, and he seemed to hear a scream suddenly, which shocked him.After listening carefully, I found that it was my own auditory hallucination, there was no sound around, and it was extremely quiet.

It was so quiet... so quiet, but no one around heard the girl's murdered voice... Could it be that she couldn't make a sound?

Song Nai went to the place where Fan Xiaofang fell, and he squatted down, thinking why the murderer chose to kill in his own hotel.When did he tamper with the monitoring, and when did he enter his room...

He suddenly felt a little cold, put on his coat again, went back to the kitchen, locked the door behind him, turned around and went upstairs without turning off the street lights in the back alley.

Because there were no guests in the entire hotel, except for some of the remaining staff, there was no other sound in the ninth floor except for the clock hanging in the corridor ringing.

Song Nai felt a little reluctant to go back to her room today.He hesitated at the door for a while, and finally entered the password and entered the door, but he deliberately did not close the door.

Since Song Nai has been living in this room, he asked someone to change the door lock to a combination lock. No one in this world knows the combination except himself.

He suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned to look at the combination lock.

There is generally a cover above the key for entering the password to prevent the password from being peeped during input.If the password is known by others, it means that someone must have seen it in some way.

Song Nai hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly reached out and touched the inside of the cover, it was sticky, it was glue!

Someone stuck something in there and then took it away, what was it?Is it a pinhole camera?

At this moment, Song Nai suddenly heard movement under his window, and when he listened carefully, he could still hear people panting.

Someone is climbing?

The light in Song Nai's room is on, knowing that there are people in the room, dare to come up?Is it the murderer?

The man's voice was getting closer and closer to Song Nai's window, and there was the sound of feet rubbing against the wall.Song Nai could even hear the sound of his own heartbeat.He went to the window and stood behind it with his back against the wall, a baseball bat in his hand.He wants to see who is so courageous and dares to commit crimes in succession!

One hand grabbed the window sill, and the other followed closely behind. Song Nai saw his head follow up.

He waited for that person to enter the room, and as soon as he jumped in, he would definitely hit him directly on the forehead!

"This is too difficult to climb!"

The man complained that he stepped on the window and rolled over.

Song Nai picked up the baseball bat and swung it at the back of the man's head. The man reacted very quickly. He turned around and grabbed Song Nai's hand and twisted it hard. Song Nai's hand lost strength and the baseball bat fell down.Then the man twisted Song Nai's hand behind his back and pushed him against the wall.

"Who is this, who is so courageous that he dares to attack the police?"

The voice is familiar.

Song Nai wanted to break free from this man's restraint, but he couldn't match his strength, and with his hands behind his back, it was difficult to exert force, so he could only struggle with no use.

"Police? Is it illegal for a policeman to break into a private house?" Song Nai asked angrily.

"Huh? That's why you attacked the police first."

"You fart! Obviously you broke in first! Let me go!"

The man smiled behind Song Nai, "Boss Song is so capable, he broke free by himself."

Song Nai didn't continue to talk nonsense with him. Taking advantage of the man's inattention, he pinched the thin flesh on the man's wrist with his nails, and used his ruthless force.

"Hiss, it hurts!" The man immediately let go of Song Nai's grip in pain.

Song Nai turned around and looked at him, turning his wrist, "Officer Zhou, believe it or not, I can kick your life again." He was really angry, there was no trace of gentleness on his face, he now It's like a cat whose hair has exploded and can scratch you to death with its claws in an instant.

Zhou Jiming was also wronged at first, so he quickly apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, sorry, I hurt Boss Song, didn't I know it was you?"

"You don't know? You don't know whose window you climbed and whose door you entered?"

"Work needs, work needs, this is not to protect your safety!"

"No need!" Song Nai turned his wrist, and Zhou Jiming vaguely saw the red mark.

Too much effort, the joke is over.

"That...boss Song, I was wrong. I apologize first. I didn't notify you in advance and hurt you. I didn't think about it."

Zhou Jiming is a little rough, but he has one of the greatest virtues, that is, he can correct his mistakes and he is never stingy in admitting his mistakes. If he is wrong, he is wrong. This is what his father taught him since he was a child.

Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, Song Nai didn't intend to hold on to him any longer, "You climbed up from the first floor?"

"Well, I'm tired. I accidentally fell to my death on the ninth floor. For this case, it's not easy for me." Zhou Jiming looked serious.

"Is there no protection?"

"Thank you, Boss Song, for your concern!"

Song Nai felt that Zhou Jiming was a very thick-skinned person, the kind of person who could give birth to a rainbow by himself with some color, and he didn't want to talk to him anymore, "Officer Zhou can go if there is nothing wrong, I want to rest." To go to the bathroom.

Zhou Jiming saw that someone issued an order to evict guests, so he hurriedly brought up the matter, "Don't worry, I climbed up from the 7th floor. It's not too high, and I'm afraid of death. Also, I have two things to do when I come here. deal with."

Song Nai looked back at him, "Which two things?"

"One is to take away all the monitoring after the 2nd of last month, and the other is to ask you to see if there is anything strange about your room."

"Monitoring after the 2nd of last month? Why the 2nd?"

"After you left, we found out that the surveillance camera of your hotel that the police took away had been swapped out. What we got was the video from the 2nd of last month that had been edited."

"That is to say, this murderer came to our hotel last month, took away the surveillance camera, and put it back last night after doing something wrong?"

"Yes. So the murderer must have visited your hotel after June 6. We need to find out if there are any clues in the surveillance after that."

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Song Nai's expression.

"Do you know something?"

Song Nai looked at Zhou Jiming, and then at the combination lock on his door.

Zhou Jiming understood and went to check the combination lock.

"Touch here." Song Nai pointed to the password cover.

Zhou Jiming felt inside, and Song Nai kept staring at him until Zhou Jiming met his eyes.

"Could it be...someone stuck something here in advance?" Zhou Jiming asked Song Nai.

"I suspect it's a pinhole camera."

"Someone installed a pinhole camera here and captured the password you pressed, so they entered your room?"

"Ah."

"But why your room?"

Song Nai shook his head.

"It's more than enough for him to crawl from the other room to the next door to the dead man's room. Why should it be your room? Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"He knows that no one will enter your house during that time, and no one will disturb him."

Song Nai's back was sweating a little, which meant that someone was spying on his life all the time, and they knew exactly when he was going, where and when he would come back. Why?

Zhou Jiming saw that the tip of Song Nai's nose was sweating, so he patted Song Nai's shoulder, "Don't worry, I will also be patrolling nearby during this time, don't be afraid."

Song Nai came back to his senses, he raised his hand and pushed Zhou Jiming's hand away without much effort, "I'm not afraid."

He didn't even believe it himself.

"Mr. Song, has this room been checked, is there anything missing or missing?"

Song Nai looked around the room, his room was very simple, with a desk by the window, a double bed not far away, a wardrobe next to the bed, a bookshelf opposite the double bed, and the bathroom after that, nothing else to see The place, so to speak, is clear at a glance.

"There's nothing more and nothing less. At first glance, it seems like nothing has changed."

"At first glance?" Zhou Jiming didn't understand what he meant.

"The decoration here is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Strangers have been here and touched my bed."

Zhou Jiming looked at Song Nai's bed, it was neat and tidy, a pillow was neatly placed at the head of the bed, and the bed sheet didn't even have any wrinkles, "How do you tell?"

"I have a habit," Song Nai said as he walked towards his bed, "I don't like to sleep on the head of the bed, it feels crowded, so my pillow is always on this side." Song Nai put the pillow at the end of the bed after speaking , "Someone touched my bed."

Song Nai looked at Zhou Jiming, he was afraid.

"I can't stay in this room anymore. You can change rooms, or find another place to live, and come back when the murderer is found."

Song Nai shook his head, "I can't go."

Zhou Jiming looked at Song Nai puzzled.

"People's hearts can't be scattered."

Song Nai lowered his head, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it.

After that, Song Nai insisted on staying in the hotel, but changed the password of his room door.

Zhou Jiming took the surveillance camera and went back to the police station. On the way, Song Nai's eyes kept appearing in his mind. He was obviously afraid. Why didn't he want to admit it or avoid it? What was he insisting on?What has he experienced since he was ten years old?Fight, go to jail?Would a guy who was pampered since childhood allow himself to be so depraved?

He made a call, "Fatty, check someone for me."

"Oh, my brother will buy you delicious food tomorrow, don't be angry!"

"You have seen this person today."

"It's Song Nai."