[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

Important clues were ignored for such a reason, which neither Al nor Morgan could have imagined.

The man who was standing on the side and staring at him also breathed a sigh of relief, "So now you have said hello?"

Morgan frowned, "You seem unwilling to cooperate."

The man immediately lowered his face, "Hey, I have been cooperating for a long time. It has been a long time. My shop has finally regained some popularity. Now you are here again. I am doing business."

Parry hung up the polished glass, then took another down and continued to polish without saying a word.

Generally speaking, this kind of cold-tempered person is very difficult to get along with. Talking to Parry also makes them feel a headache. He will never take the initiative to say anything unless you ask about it electronically.

Al waved his hand, "Oh~ I really want Lance to be here at this moment."

Morgan tickled the corners of his mouth teasingly, "Really?"

Al rolled his eyes at him, "Lance is very easy to get along with people."

"If there is nothing else." Parry, who was wiping the glass, raised his eyelids lazily, "I think you have finished asking your questions."

Faced with such an obvious eviction order, the two of them would not stay here any longer. Morgan took out a piece of paper and wrote his contact information and put it on the table, "This is my contact information. If you think of any clues, you can Call and tell me."

Parry nodded, and after the two left, the man finally swallowed, and even wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, but turned and left without saying a word to Parry.

Parry hung up the wiped glass, then reached out and picked up the piece of paper on the table, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to it without even looking at it.

"Ah."

Al breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the bar, "He obviously didn't report it."

Morgan smiled, "Not everyone is willing to cooperate with the police, lady."

"He must know something, but we didn't ask, listen to what he said 'they didn't tell me that the boy who died in the toilet was the one I remembered'." Al opened the car door and got in, waiting for Morgan She also got into the car, and she turned her face away, "Sorry."

Morgan shook his head, "You don't have anything to say sorry to me." He inserted the key into the keyhole, "Let's go to the red light district next."

Lance had already left the park and went to the hotel. The room was well preserved, perhaps because he was the third victim, so apart from the necessary cleaning, the scene was still in the state where the body was found.

Lance looked at the room and found that it was unexpectedly tidy except for the slightly tampered bed.

"This is not the first scene." Reid wiped his lips with his right index finger, "It's really strange, why are the corpses brought back, it's easy to make the whole plan fail, isn't it?"

"provocative."

"Government? Because of the mayor or something?" Lance interjected, "Does the suspect think it happened...Well, maybe it can be done here."

"What?" Rhett asked sideways.

"It's nothing." Lance blinked, "These victims come from all walks of life, but the only thing they have in common is that they are not locals. Well, speaking of it, it is really possible that xenophobes did it, but I just don't know Garcia. Where did the investigation go, have you found any similar cases in other areas, what a headache."

Gordon glanced at Lance, "You didn't eat much on the plane."

Lance: "Is this the time to discuss whether I had lunch?"

Rhett coughed, "According to this, in fact, Dea Cross should have disappeared shortly after arriving at the hotel, and he didn't spend the night here."

"That's right." Lance scratched his head, "But the information provided by the police here doesn't say that any witnesses saw the victim leave by himself or someone took him away."

"Good question." Gordon pursed his lips, walked to the window, opened the curtains and took a look, "It's very lively on the other side."

Lance felt that Gordon's attitude towards him was very subtle recently, but he couldn't think of what he had done for a while, so he agreed, "I saw it was very lively when I came here."

Rhett looked up at Lance and then at Gordon hesitantly. He also felt that Gordon was a little strange recently.

Gordon, however, acted as if he hadn't noticed anything, still looking at the street outside the window, "How did I take him away, keep him, send him back and hide it from the eyes of the people at the front desk, in such a conspicuous place?" What about moving people around?"

Lance carefully recalled the information given to them by the police. There is no very detailed information on this aspect, but this time the situation is very tricky. I believe the police will not know about it, so could it be that the suspect they are looking for is actually an invisible people and the like...

This is the world of Sherlock Holmes, and the Avengers will be mixed in if you dare...

In fact, maybe one day I can see Spider-Man or something...

"What are you thinking about?"

"Spiderman." Lance blurted out subconsciously, and then covered his face and pretended to be shy.

The corner of Rhett's mouth twitched, and Gordon nodded seriously, "It seems that we are really looking for a guy who can fly around and cause panic, Noah, please contact the front desk and ask them Are the surveillance cameras on all floors broken? If possible, the clues we want to find may be in the surveillance on other floors."

Lance understood.

Gordon turned his head, "Yes, yes, I won't let other people notice me, I probably don't have to go out at all, I just build a nest here, so much fun around here, I hold me drunk My friends walk around without making people suspicious at all."

Rhett touched his nose, "I'll go with you?"

Lance nodded, "Okay, little doctor, your memory is very useful."

Gordon waved his hand, "I'll take another look."

So Lance and Reid went to the monitoring room of the hotel. After showing the proof, the staff in charge of monitoring were willing to do it.

"Surveillance on all floors from No. 20 to No. 23." Lance blinked.

"However, this time will be very long and the monitoring on the fifth floor is broken." The responsible employee was a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, you can just call it out." Lance gave way to Rhett, "I'll leave it to you."

Rhett nodded, then stretched out his fingers to scratch his hair, and then pointed to the screen, "Can we start from the hall first?"

"Okay." Seeing their insistence, the responsible employee didn't refuse any more. He bent down and looked under the table, and suddenly frowned. Then he stood up and squatted down again. This time he almost put the whole His body was buried under the table.

Lance felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the employee scratched his head and said apologetically, "Sorry, it seems that there are no more."

"There is no archive here?" Lance pointed to the working monitor.

The employee nodded and shook his head again, "Just a few days ago, the surveillance failed again, and all the original surveillance videos in it were gone." He added, "But because something like this happened in the hotel before, so the We all kept the videotapes from the past day, one copy was handed over to the police, and the other one I just found seems to be missing."

Rhett frowned in disbelief.

Lance took out his phone and called Garcia directly.

"Hello~hello~ This is a magical magic circuit, as long as you sprinkle some Floo powder, I can take you anywhere you want~" Garcia leaned on the chair and spoke in a lazy voice, but it sounded like he was in a good mood Seems good.

"Wonder Witch, listen, how are our four victims doing?" Lance looked at Rhett, who was also on the phone, while the employee sat awkwardly on the chair, motionless.

"Oh, I've already sent the information to Hu Qi, but I didn't find any problems." Garcia moved his body, "Quick, quick, what else can I do to move my fingers?"

"Of course." Lance grinned.

"What is it?"

"Continue to investigate further." Lance lowered his voice, "This time the suspect committed the crime is very interesting, I don't think he didn't choose his prey, there must be something in common among them that we ignore, Garcia..."

"Okay! Oh boy you always have a way of getting me excited."

"Thank you for your sweet words, Miss Miko." Lance licked his lips, hung up the phone, turned around and saw Rhett's brown eyes staring at him.

"what happened?"

"No...it's nothing." Rhett's eyes dodged for a moment, "Let's go, Gordon is waiting for us."

Lance shrugged, and walked out with Rhett while dialing Hu Qi's phone.

"Lance." Hu Qi spoke before Lance on the phone.

"Boss, we have made some progress here. The hotel's surveillance system was erased a few days ago, and the saved video tapes are gone, but here it is said that the police have a record, but I don't seem to be in the police. ...Oops!" Lance accidentally tripped over something while walking, and threw himself forward.

Rhett's eyesight was quick and his hand quickly pulled.

Lance nodded gratefully at him.

Reid withdrew his hand pretending not to care.

"Lance?" Hu Qi over there was a little worried, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something on the ground, and I tripped over it." Lance looked back, the carpet in the corridor had no bumps, "I walked carelessly, continue, I am not in the information file given to us by the police Saw tapes or something."

Hu Qi was silent for a while, "Okay, I will negotiate with Detective Kim. Morgan and Al are also on their way back. Come back and gather first."

Lance smacked his lips twice, "Hu Qi asked us to go back."

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Hey……

I'm so busy with the exam, I'm sorry everyone here, the exam week lasts until July 2nd...

So the latest update may not be up.

Bow, let's finally show off the local tyrants

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