General Raiders [Unlimited]

"what happened?"

Nan Yuan looked at Zou Jingcheng with an expression of disbelief,

"We didn't attack hard just now. I sniffed his breath on purpose. He was still angry. How could he die suddenly?"

Zou Jingcheng said in a deep voice,

"Someone should have entered the house after we left."

Nan Yuan couldn't help being stunned,

"Just go downstairs and talk to those two women for a while?"

Zou Jingcheng spoke intently,

"I think it is very likely that the murderer is still in that room now."

Nan Yuan: "Then why are you standing still? Hurry up and have a look!"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, and the two left the door in no time.

Nan Yuan habitually pressed down on the elevator, however, the elevator didn't show the floors inside and out, and they didn't know how long they would have to wait, so the two immediately prepared to climb the stairs.

Perhaps because of his impatience, Nan Yuan felt that the stairs on these two floors were very long.

After reaching the fifth floor, the door of Room 502 was closed tightly. Nanyuan immediately took out the key and opened the door. However, after opening the door, he saw that the place where the Mexican fell to the ground was empty. .

Zou Jingcheng immediately took out the flashlight and searched the whole house with Nan Yuan.

Strangely, the dead body of the Mexican was not in the room.

And the room was completely indistinguishable from before they left, so no one should have rummaged through it.

Could it be that the murderer was aiming at the Mexican?

Where can the corpse be hidden in such a short time?

At this moment, Nan Yuan and Zou Jingcheng couldn't help turning their gazes to Room 501 on the side.

At present, it seems that the most suspicious one is the Italian at the opposite door.

After all, he can see whoever enters and exits room 502.

And he was only one elevator away from room 501, and it only took a few seconds to drag the Mexican back to his room and hide him.

What's more, the Italian was tall and muscular, and he was very different from the Mexican. It was easy to deal with him.

When Nan Yuan was hesitant to think of a way to pry open the door of 501, Zou Jingcheng stepped forward and patted the door.

After waiting for a while, the door opened.

But the door was opened a crack, and half of the Italian's head poked out.

He looked at Zou Jingcheng and Nan Yuan outside the door, and asked in English, "What's the matter?"

Nan Yuan trembled when he heard his tone, and looked a little unnatural.

Moreover, this sneaky appearance is very suspicious.

Immediately, Zou Jingcheng glanced at him, and said in a deep voice,

"Break in."

Nan Yuan nodded, and immediately kicked the door hard!

The Italian exclaimed for a while, but the door was kicked open by Nan Yuan!

However, seeing the scene behind the door, Nan Yuan was stunned for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Zou Jingcheng, only to see Zou Jingcheng frowned, and there was a trace of embarrassment in his always indifferent expression.

But this muscular Italian man was actually wearing a princess dress!

Unwilling to give up, Nan Yuan walked into the room, stretched out his hand and opened the door of the back room.

For a moment, his expression was even more shocked, and he felt his eyes burning.

I saw that the whole back room is covered with pink girly elements, the wallpaper is pink, the bed is a princess bed, decorated with lace curtains, and even the lamps are in the shape of a pink heart, revealing a girly heart.

At the same time, there is a dressing table next to it, with various cosmetics on it. Many cosmetics are in an open state, and they seem to be in use.

And looking at the Italian man's face, there are still some traces of foundation and blush left. He should have wiped it off with paper after hearing the knock on the door.

"So...he must have been putting on makeup just now, right? Judging by his attire, it's impossible to go to the opposite door to carry the corpse, right?"

Nanyuan cast his eyes on Zou Jingcheng for help.

But this time, Zou Jingcheng was obviously more withdrawn than him, he turned his head away and said nothing.

The Italian man was obviously very angry at their trespassing, and babbled a lot next to Nan Yuan, but Nan Yuan didn't understand most of them anyway, so he just ignored them, even saying "sorry" a few times, and then he was ashamed. Liuliu exited the room of Room 501.

"Fuck, who would have thought that this muscular man would be a transvestite!"

Nan Yuan walked up to Zou Jingcheng, and said with lingering fear,

"I'm careless."

At this time, Zou Jingcheng opened his mouth in a low voice, his expression looked a little annoyed,

"With this little time, the murderer can completely destroy all evidence."

Seeing Zou Jingcheng's rarely shown frustration, Nan Yuan couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder,

"Forget it, who hasn't made a mistake yet?"

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of something, reached out and took out the two recording pens he got from the administrator's room,

"I discovered this by accident. We can go back and listen, maybe there will be some clues in it."

Zou Jingcheng glanced at him, but there was a deep meaning in his eyes,

"You've always been so comforting."

"what?"

Nan Yuan couldn't help scratching his head, showing a bit of embarrassment,

"It's okay, how do you say I often comfort you, why didn't we always confront each other before?"

Zou Jingcheng did not speak any more.

At some point, the elevator arrived and opened the door in front of them.

After Zou Jingcheng walked into the elevator, he reached out to press the button.

But soon, he stopped.

For a moment, he frowned again.

"what happened?"

Seeing him standing still, Nan Yuan couldn't help asking,

"Why don't you press it down?"

"It's an elevator."

At this time, only Zou Jingcheng said,

"He transported Carlos' body in an elevator."

"elevator?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded,

"It has a faint musky smell in it."

Hearing what Zou Jingcheng said, Nan Yuan seemed to sense a faint smell.

When he was fighting with that Mexican Carlos just now, he seemed to smell it too, but he didn't pay attention to it at that time. However, Zou Jingcheng remembered the smell.

"Is it possible to find out which floor the person got off the elevator with this smell?"

With the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, the two stopped on each floor.

They found that the first, fifth and seventh floors all had this faint smell.

Nanyuan immediately opened his mouth with confidence,

"Maybe it's the ghost of the 702 people?"

Zou Jingcheng glanced at him, then said lightly,

"You mean your sweetheart?"

Nan Yuan: "!!!" Didn't he say that he didn't know where An Siyu lived?

Zou Jingcheng: "You mean, she went to the fifth floor, killed her neighbor in the 701 next door, and brought her back to the seventh floor? Isn't that superfluous?"

Nan Yuan: "..." Please pretend that he didn't say anything.

But Zou Jingcheng sighed lightly,

"The 7th floor is where he lives, the 1st floor is where he ate just now, and the 5th floor is where he has been before. It is not surprising that there are smells in these three places, so this clue is also broken."

After working for a long time, it was still a waste of work.

"Shall we go back and listen to your voice recorder?"

At this time, only Zou Jingcheng said,

Immediately, the two returned to Nanyuan's room again.

Nan Yuan took out the recording pen, Zou Jingcheng took it over and looked at it, then said in a deep voice,

"There is a recording record in each of the two recording pens."

Nanyuan immediately said,

"Let's listen to it, what recording is it?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, and immediately pressed the play button on the recorder.

There was only a burst of noisy background sound, and then a man's voice came out, which didn't sound like English. Soon, the recording ended.

Nan Yuan couldn't help but asked in confusion, "What do you mean? What language are you talking about?"

However, Zou Jingcheng said in a deep voice,

"It's Spanish."

Nan Yuan opened his eyes wide and was stunned for a while,

"Spanish? Could it be a recording of the character you played?"

However, Zou Jingcheng shook his head,

"No, not my character, but Carlos, the Mexican."

Nan Yuan: "??? Mexico?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded,

"Mexico speaks Spanish too."

Nan Yuan: "..." What the hell, is Spanish so widely used?

"Then what does it mean in the recording?"

Zou Jingcheng paused, and said,

"Carlos said he hid the drugs in a top-secret place, guaranteed not to be found by the police."

Nan Yuan: "!!!" Drugs? ? ?

What's the meaning?Could this Carlos be a drug dealer?

Zou Jingcheng: "However, this also matches his basic question."

Nan Yuan: "Basic questions?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, and then he opened the student information platform again, opened the basic information of Carlos, and then scrolled down the page.

Nanyuan saw that Carlos's basic question is - [Find Drugs]

He remembered the scene where Carlos had his student ID pinned to him just now.

"That is to say, Carlos followed the plot and wanted to find drugs? Then he found Haruka Hanazaki's room?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded,

"The drugs should be hidden in Hanazaki Haruka's house."

Nan Yuan frowned unconsciously,

"But we rummaged through it before, and we didn't find any drugs at all?"

Zou Jingcheng didn't answer, but reached for another recorder.

However, at this time, there was another bird song coming out of it, this time it was a woman's voice.

After listening, Zou Jingcheng sighed softly,

"It was said by the Vietnamese woman in 201, but unfortunately I don't understand Vietnamese."

Nanyuan suddenly remembered something,

"The one who had sex with the 401 French woman next door?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded.

Nan Yuan scratched his head again unknowingly, there are more and more mysteries!

Moreover, why are there so many strange recordings in the administrator's room?

At this time, Zou Jingcheng inserted the recording pen into the computer, saved the two recordings into the computer, and then deleted all the two recordings.

Nan Yuan couldn't help but asked in confusion, "You...what are you doing?"

Zou Jingcheng looked towards Nan Yuandao,

"Will all of us suspects be interrogated by the police tomorrow?"

Nanyuan: "Yes."

At this time, Zou Jingcheng raised the two recording pens,

"Then, when the time comes, we'll use this to record everyone's interrogation."