The love I killed is back

This night was destined to be extraordinarily long, and soon Zhang Yu brought a big news to everyone.

Mo Wenliang was staying at the hotel restaurant eating supper. After all, almost no one could sleep after this kind of thing happened. He was surprised when he heard the news from He Jinbo: "Doctor Zhang said that the one who killed Zheng Xiumei was The prisoner who escaped from the escort car?"

He Jinbo had no appetite. He said: "It is said that the police finally determined that the murder weapon was the shackles held by the prisoner based on the pictures of the corpse sent by Dr. Zhang and the strangle marks on the neck. Are you unlucky? He really hid here The resort is here."

Mo Wenliang said: "Although it is certain who the prisoner is, it is still a mystery why Jung Soo-mi was killed wearing a cleaner's clothes and then died under my bed."

He Jinbo thought for a while: "Did Zheng Xiumei be killed elsewhere, and then dragged here to hide the body? There are strange folds in the carpet, maybe it is the trace of dragging."

Mo Wenliang shook his head: "I thought about it too, but I thought it was impossible for the prisoner to deliberately drag the corpse to my room to hide. Don't forget that the forest outside is where there are plenty of places to hide the corpse. There is no need to drag it here .”

"And how could it be so coincidental that it happened to be in my room. Besides, when the corpse was moved, the surveillance would definitely record it, and pedestrians would witness it. I don't think it's possible."

He Jinbo couldn't think of the reason, he scratched his head a little annoyed: "Why did the battery just run out, otherwise just look at the monitor and it will be clear."

Mo Wenliang glanced at He Jinbo and didn't speak. He looked at the completely dark scene outside, but he actually had a vague guess in his heart.

Whose heart... quietly grinned.

"Everyone line up and enter the room one by one to check." The security guards and waiters are directing the passengers to maintain order.

Both Zhang Yu and Yue Bei were sitting in the office, the former shook his head after looking at the people who came in: "No."

Viet Bei waved his hand: "Next."

What Zhang Yu got was not only the clue of the fugitive, but also the information and photos about the fugitive sent by the police.

The fugitive Qi Tianhe committed many murders. Judging from the photos, he is an ugly man. If he is among the passengers, he should be recognizable at a glance.

After watching a few times, Yue Bei said: "Doctor Zhang, I think it's useless for us to watch one by one like this. How could the prisoner mix among the passengers and wait for us to recognize him?"

Zhang Yu looked at Yuebei in surprise, and the latter looked uncomfortable: "Why...how, did I say something wrong?"

"No, you're right. I let all the passengers gather in the lobby just for their safety. Now all the security guards and waiters are divided into groups of three by me. I search everyone's room to see if anyone is hiding."

"So you suspect that the murderer is hiding in the passenger's room?" Yue Bei suddenly realized.

Zhang Yu said: "I would deduce this because the murderer had no reason to drag the body to the room of an acquaintance of the deceased who died in Mr. Mo's room. The folds of the carpet were not very obvious, which gave me the feeling that the murderer had tidied it up. "

Yuebei stared at Zhang Yu, who had turned into a detective, with wide eyes, dumbfounded, anyway, he didn't understand, but he still asked a key question: "If you didn't drag the corpse, it means that the deceased was in Mr. Mo's room when he was still alive , What the hell is she going to do? She's still wearing a cleaner's clothes."

Zhang Yu was silent for a while before saying: "I think Mr. Mo is hiding something. Although I ruled out that he is the murderer, judging from the fact that he didn't respond to the death of the deceased, I think they must have happened in the past." What."

"But I'm just a forensic doctor, and I have no position to ask him to say anything. We still have to wait for the police to find out more..."

Yuebei suddenly thought of something: "By the way, I heard that Mr. Mo said that the deceased came to play with three other people, but they haven't shown up after so long."

Zhang Yu cheered up: "Do you know who these three people are?"

"Mr. Mo didn't tell me, but usually the passenger registration is in the computer, but the hotel also has a spare register." Yuebei knew that this clue was very important, and immediately ordered the staff to get it.

At this time, a man came into the office and caught the attention of Zhang Yu and Yue Bei.The man was dressed in black, with a hat and a mask covering his face, and his eyes could only be seen in the faint light.

Yue Bei didn't know why, but felt that the man's eyes were a bit unbearable.

Zhang Yu also started to get a little nervous, after all, the man in front of him didn't say a word from the moment he came in to the moment he was sized up by them.

Zhang Yu asked, "May I ask your name?"

The man didn't speak, just pointed to his mouth and waved his hand.

Dumb... Zhang Yu asked Yue Bei to call the front desk staff who was in charge of registering the accommodation. After all, the man's attire and his dumb features would not be easily forgotten.

When the front desk staff came in, she quickly recognized the man in front of her, but she couldn't say his name, after all, there were so many passengers registered every day.

In the end, it was the man himself who wrote down the name, Wei Shenshe.

Yuebei thought of more important things: "Didn't you just ask you to bring the spare register?"

The receptionist's expression suddenly became uneasy, she pursed her lips and finally said: "The register... I couldn't find it."

Yue Bei froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"It's just that it was put in the drawer at the front desk, but I couldn't find it when I went to get it!" The front desk staff was also very anxious.

Zhang Yu asked: "Is the register still there before the power outage?"

The front desk staff nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Yu paused: "It's nothing, you can go out."

Yuebei waved to the front desk staff to go out. Originally, he wanted to ask Zhang Yu what he thought, but found that Wei Shenshe was still there.

"Doctor Zhang, what do you want to ask Mr. Wei?"

Zhang Yu directly raised his eyes to Wei Shenshe, and said directly: "Can you take off your hat and mask and show us?"

Being so direct, Yuebei looked at Wei Shenshe, only to see that the latter also nodded readily, and then took off his hat and mask.

"Fuck! Damn!" Yuebei yelled when he saw Wei Shenshe's face, and he would have collapsed if he hadn't been sitting on the sofa.

Even Zhang Yu felt his heart stopped beating for a moment, but he calmed down quickly and carefully looked at the large area of ​​burn marks on Wei Shenshe's face. The degree of burns was basically disfiguring, and it was not caused recently. Said: "Okay, and I want to apologize for my abruptness."

At this moment, Yuebei realized how rude his behavior was, and apologized repeatedly.

Wei Shenshe waved his hand to express that he didn't mind, and soon he put on his hat and mask and left.

Yuebei felt deeply guilty, and immediately ordered to go down to entertain Wei Shenshe well, with extra meals, extra meals must be added.

Zhang Yu got up and started walking around: "I think the disappearance of the register gave me a bad feeling."

Yue Bei was physically and mentally exhausted by a series of things. He wanted to sleep, so he fell on the sofa and replied lazily: "What premonition?"

Zhang Yu said: "The register was stolen, and the person who stole it was a fugitive."

Yue Bei suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "Are you kidding! Why did he take away the register?"

Zhang Yu said: "The register can see the names and rooms of all the guests. If it was taken away by the fugitive, then he just wanted to find someone through the register."

"I don't know why he is looking for someone, who he is looking for," Zhang Yu's pale and dignified face was illuminated by a flash of lightning at this time, "but I know that the person he finds will definitely not have good things."

On the other side, Zhou Mengnan was dragging his suitcase towards the door, when he opened the door, he saw Tao Zimo standing at the door.

Zhou Mengnan clenched the hand holding the trunk pole a little bit, with a forced smile on his face: "Zimo, what are you doing here?"

Tao Zimo looked at the suitcase next to Zhou Mengnan, his eyes darkened, and he said, "Young Master Zhou, let's go into the room and talk."

Zhou Mengnan also knew that this place is not suitable for talking, so he reopened the door and entered, Tao Zimo followed him in, he closed the door and said, "Young Master Zhou is planning to leave here?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it at all, Zhou Mengnan tore off his calm skin all at once: "Yes, I plan to leave this ghost place!"

Tao Zimo stopped him: "Young Master Zhou, calm down."

"How the hell am I calm! Tell me how to be calm!" Zhou Mengnan's eyes were red, and he grabbed Tao Zimo's collar. "The murderer knows it's us. If he doesn't leave, will he wait to die?"

Tao Zimo was also very excited: "Young Master Zhou, it is still raining heavily outside, the road is blocked, and it is impossible to go down the mountain!"

After hearing this, Zhou Mengnan let go of his hand, he suddenly kicked the suitcase open, and all the clothes inside fell out immediately.

Tao Zimo glanced at it, and said, "Young Master Zhou, although the murderer got Xiumei's mobile phone, he only knows our names."

Zhou Mengnan's expression moved slightly, apparently thinking of something.

Tao Zimo said: "Just knowing our names, it is impossible to find our room, but just to be on the safe side, I have a way."

Zhou Mengnan grabbed Tao Zimo's arm, as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "What way?"

There were bursts of pain in his arm, but Tao Zimo said without showing any traces on his face: "We will find other passengers to change rooms."

Zhou Mengnan thought for a while, and after confirming that this method is feasible, he patted Tao Zimo and praised: "As expected of a military advisor, let's do it this way."

Tao Zimo stood up and said, "Then I'll do it right away."

In the past, Tao Zimo was responsible for dealing with Zhou Mengnan's various troubles, so Zhou Mengnan nodded of course, "Go."

Tao Zimo turned and left the room. After closing the door, he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket. His expression was blank for a moment, but soon turned into a trace of sternness.