Transparent blade energy flew erratically through the casino. In a short time, everyone in the casino was killed or even cut in half by the flying blade energy. Although the blade energy flew erratically, each one accurately hit their vital points from different directions. The casino's surveillance system had already been destroyed when Wang Han made his move.
After killing the people, Wang Han waved his hand, and the 100 million yuan in cash on the central table of the casino disappeared instantly. Wang Han turned around and continued walking downstairs. He had killed so many people, yet he didn't even have the thought of going in to take a look.
Wang Han walked downstairs, killing every thug he encountered with a single blow.
"Close the door and go back!" Wang Han said softly as he walked to the lobby of the Royal Hotel, glanced at the staff and receptionists, activated his illusion, and then swaggered out of the hotel.
After Wang Han left, the waiters and receptionists immediately closed the glass doors of the Royal Hotel and locked them with heavy iron chains before going home. They had no idea what they were doing, and once home, they didn't even know how they got there. The only thing they knew was that the Royal Hotel had hired a lot of thugs.
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That night, Hunter, who had been unable to contact the general manager of the Royal Hotel, sensed that something was wrong and rushed over with a large number of police officers.
The general manager of the Royal Hotel had already told him about what happened at the Royal Hotel, including the trillion-dollar gambling debt, as well as Wang Han's special status. That's why no police came when so many thugs gathered. Hunter also wanted those thugs to deal with Wang Han.
But that happened before evening, and now it's already 11 pm. Not only has there been no news for so long, but we can't even get in touch with the person.
"Report, both the main and back doors are closed, and we didn't see anyone inside." After arriving at the hotel entrance, the police checked the area, and one of them reported to Hunter.
"Break down the door!" Upon hearing this, Hunter became even more certain that something had happened inside and immediately gave the order.
"Yes, sir!" Upon hearing this, the reporting policeman immediately replied and ran off to relay the order.
Soon, the chains locking the glass doors were cut, and a large number of police officers, armed with shields and guns, entered the hotel in a line and began a careful search.
“Rello, since the Royal Hotel opened, the doors have never been closed, day or night, and no one has ever dared to cause trouble inside. What do you think is going on inside now? And who would dare to cause trouble in the Royal Hotel?” Hunter said to Rello as he watched the police rush into the hotel.
“No matter who it is, he will not escape and will have to pay the price.” Upon hearing this, Lei Luo replied, also very curious about who dared to cause trouble at the Royal Hotel.
“That’s right, no matter who he is, he can’t escape,” Goodwin nodded.
"Brother Yan, come quick! There's a dead body in the hallway!" A shout rang out in the hallway on the first floor of the hotel.
Upon hearing this, Yan Zheng immediately led his team over there.
"Brother Yan, it looks like street thugs, and it looks like someone upstairs is dead." Yan Zheng, upon reaching the stairwell, pointed to the thug's body on the ground and the bloodstains dripping down the stairwell. The entire edge of the stairwell was stained red with blood. Besides, there were bloody footprints leading upstairs.
Looking at the scene in the corridor, Yan Zheng's face turned serious, and he immediately squatted down to examine the deceased's wounds.
"Judging from the appearance, his neck was torn apart by something like an iron hook. The bones in his neck were dislocated. He barely struggled and there were no other wounds. In other words, this not only tore the victim's neck apart but also snapped his cervical bones, killing him instantly."
"Judging from the direction of the bloodstains, they weren't scattered, indicating the victim died without resistance or struggle. Judging from the direction the victim fell, the killer likely attacked from the front. The victim's pupils weren't dilated, indicating the killer acted extremely quickly, leaving the victim no time to react or even feel fear. The killer is very likely a highly skilled martial artist." Yan Zheng carefully examined the dead thug and analyzed, "The victim was facing the stairs, and the body hadn't been moved, indicating he was killed while going upstairs. He was still holding a machete, suggesting the victim also had malicious intent. He must have encountered the killer coming downstairs while going up, and the killer suddenly pulled out an iron hook and attacked, killing him instantly. The victim wasn't prepared at all, so the killer couldn't have been an enemy. It means the killer could be someone the victim knew, someone he didn't know, or even an assassin."
Yan Zheng, a veteran policeman of twenty years, provided an analysis that almost perfectly reconstructed what happened at the time, except for the iron hook.
“Captain Yan, I don’t think so. These bloody footprints are from upstairs, not downstairs. I think the murderer must have attacked from behind, killed the victim, and then went upstairs,” a young policeman said, pointing to the bloody footprints on the ground.
“That’s what I’m also wondering about, but it’s definitely not what you think.” Yan Zheng shook his head and pointed to the footprints in the bloodstains on the ground. “First of all, the fact that the footprints could still leave a trace in the bloodstains means that the footprints were placed after the blood had started to congeal. The murderer wouldn’t have waited for the blood to congeal after killing someone. It’s possible that the murderer came back after killing the person and went upstairs, so the footprints left behind are from going upstairs. Therefore, your judgment is invalid. There must be other dead people upstairs, but there are no footprints from going downstairs, and there aren’t any in the lobby either. That’s what I’m also wondering about.”
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