Chapter 75 The Silent Killer

People have a sixth sense, which is especially evident in those who are highly intelligent and slightly psychotic.

This is a perception of danger that is ingrained in our genes.

At a glance, Ye Sangsang knew that what she would have to do in this copy was probably to compete with the opponent in a battle of wits and courage.

I just don't know whether it was a clever move or a regretful defeat.

[The real test came, from the police inspection. I don't know why, but I felt helpless and didn't know which side to stand on. Reason told me that I should stand with the police and arrest Sister Sang.]

[They don't look like ordinary police officers. They are wearing plain clothes. ]

【The leading police officer has a special aura. 】

The audience in the live broadcast room began to discuss heatedly. Many people noticed something was wrong at the first moment and started discussing the policeman that Ye Sangsang saw.

Ye Sangsang didn't look at the other person, and even pretended that he didn't know that the other person was a policeman. He pushed the cart with a normal expression and hid to the side because there were too many people.

The policeman, on the other hand, scanned everyone at the scene.

His eyes paused on each person's face.

Ye Sangsang did not attract much of his attention.

Ye Sangsang was not surprised because she felt no guilt at all and did not make any evasive looks or movements.

"Police, make room for us to go in and take a look," the policeman took out his ID, waved it at the crowd, then frowned and drove everyone out.

The other policeman did the same thing, but after doing all this, he took out the yellow cordon he had prepared and separated the tenants and staff who still wanted to try to watch the excitement.

"Everyone, get out! Get out! Do you want to leave your information at the scene and let the police investigate you?"

The policemen setting up the cordon frowned as they looked at the people joining in the fun.

When the onlookers heard this, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, fearing that they would be implicated.

Suddenly, there were fewer people outside the door.

But the makeup artist, her assistant, the bride's friends, the hotel manager and the waiters were all still there. Seven or eight of them almost filled the corridor.

The manager looked constipated and hanged himself in his own hotel. You can imagine how bad the business will be and how furious the boss will be.

His eyes rolled around, thinking about how to make the matter smaller, minimize the impact, and prevent it from spreading.

Ye Sangsang turned and left, went to the next room that had already been checked out, opened the door and cleaned silently.

The door was not closed, and Ye Sangsang wanted to hear some gossip.

The room she was cleaning was opposite the bride's room. The doors on both sides were open. The distance was only four or five meters, and she could barely hear the voices talking on the other side.

Regardless of whether or not he is the murderer, one would want to hear some details about the incident. Even if one is seen opening the door, it does not matter.

But if the sound is lower, it won't be audible.

"I was getting ready to get off work, but they sent us here just because we were nearby. I just want to sleep now."

The policeman walked around, muttering to himself.

Another policeman spoke in a deeper and more serious voice, helplessly saying, "Less talking, more work. We'll go back and rest after we're done."

"By the way, have you notified the forensic doctor?"

"We notified you on the way, but you know, I've been very busy with that matter recently... otherwise we wouldn't have come..."

The grumbling policeman sighed, and although he was reluctant, he still assessed the situation professionally.

There was a moment of silence in the next room, followed by the sound of some footsteps, probably to determine whether the deceased had committed suicide.

When someone dies, the police need to observe and examine the scene to determine whether it was suicide or homicide.

If it is confirmed to be suicide, then no case will be filed. Just let the family issue a death certificate and burn and bury the body.

It's different if he kills someone. A case needs to be filed for investigation, and the normal death process can be carried out after the murderer is caught.

What we need to do now is to investigate the scene, make a preliminary assessment, and conduct a forensic examination of traces to see whether the person was dead before hanging, whether he suffered any personal injuries, etc.

"It wasn't long since he was hanged. The body is still warm." The policeman, who liked to mutter, touched the body, his tone containing a hint of surprise.

Another police officer came over and said, "The neck was broken after being hung up. There are signs of struggle, probably an instinctive struggle. The only suspicious thing is that it was hanged so early in the morning. People's spirits are usually weaker late at night, and the morning is the time when the brain is clear."

"When someone from the family comes, they can ask about the deceased's condition."

"I checked and found that the doors and windows were all closed. The door was also locked when I entered. I see that the hotel has surveillance cameras. I will check the surveillance cameras to see if anyone has entered or left, and then I will know the truth."

"If the groom has some flaws, the bride cannot escape it and may even choose to collapse and commit suicide."

The two people in the room were talking to each other in a very calm tone.

Because experienced police officers have seen too many deaths, and a person who looks very likely to have committed suicide will not cause them too much of a stir.

After they finished the discussion, the trace investigators arrived.

After the forensic examination, the person was lowered from the rope twisted from the bedside towel, and the others began to scan fingerprints from various places on the scene, such as chairs, glass, and bed, to determine whether there was a second person at the scene.

The sound of taking photos was incessant.

The same goes for the suite outside, which is very meticulous and professional.

The crowd didn't disperse, but their phones definitely kept ringing.

I made various phone calls to ask questions, including the bride and groom’s families, hotel owners, etc.

The call was so loud that Ye Sangsang didn't hear some of the words.

[In fact, what I am most curious about so far is why Zhong Jia wants to kill Yan Jiaojiao. They seem to be from two different worlds. Is it because she is jealous of Yan Jiaojiao's happiness, or is there some absurd love triangle? ]

[I am also curious, because Zhong Jia would spy on the banquet hall, which feels like an ugly duck spying on all the beautiful things in the white swan. ]

[Zhong Jia was arrested, right? All of this came from her confession, so was it really out of jealousy? ]

The discussion in the live broadcast room was heated. The case started with a murder, which was really exciting.

However, it is hard to say whether Zhong Jia is a real villain, as the crime copies will not choose particularly vicious and evil people.

Most of them carry a subtle warning meaning, equivalent to "everyone is evil."

Ye Sangsang hadn't been listening for long when he heard a wailing sound.

"Wuwuwuwu! My daughter, my daughter! How could she die? What should I do as a mother?" A shrill female voice cried out, shouting in extreme grief, all filled with grief for losing her daughter.

There were also many relatives and friends traveling with us, roughly estimated to be about a dozen people.

It is impossible for ordinary people not to read such gossip.

What's more, this was the scene that Zhong Jia specifically wanted to see.

Ye Sangsang immediately walked to the door and leaned slightly to block the door so that he could see the scene outside without leaning his whole body out.

The well-dressed middle-aged woman cried until she almost fainted. She tightly grasped the arm of the person next to her, who was probably her husband, and tears kept falling.

The person who was caught also had a sad face. He staggered for a few times before being supported by the people around him. It seemed that he could not accept the death of his daughter at all.

"My daughter would not commit suicide. She must have been murdered!" the woman sobbed and cried to the police who came out.

When the deceased's family arrives, the police will naturally ask questions.

Hearing the woman's words, the police frowned and said, "Be quiet, and speak slowly if you have anything to say."

Afterwards, they went to other rooms and began questioning.

Ye Sangsang's eyes scanned the couple's faces inch by inch, and then fell on the faces of others.

After they arrived, the groom also came with four or five people.

The other party was also very sad and shocked. He rushed in to see Yan Jiaojiao, but was stopped by the police, who said they still had to investigate the scene and would have another chance to watch later.

The groom then stopped.

Ye Sangsang looked at it, frowned, turned around and closed the door.

It's a bit strange that the mission to kill them was not triggered.

Is it possible that he only has a grudge against Yan Jiaojiao?

Thinking of this, Ye Sangsang pondered for a moment, is this copy so easy?

Thinking of perfect interpretation, the feeling goes beyond that.

Ye Sangsang subconsciously made fists with his hands and hammered his waist and back, which was extremely painful.

Young body, badly worn out.

Ye Sangsang went back and continued cleaning.

Because the police had already started questioning her, she could not only not hear but also had to be prepared for them to question her.

After all, she was one of the people who entered the room.

After questioning for a long time, the police came to her door when she was cleaning the fourth room.

Unexpectedly, the two policemen who came first were the ones who questioned her.

With a cold face and a serious expression, he gave people a sense of oppression just standing there. If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to calm down and lie under such pressure, and he would not be able to hold on for a while and would tell the whole story.

Ye Sangsang was surprised, looked at the two policemen in front of him, and put down the rag in his hand.

"What do you want? I still have work to do!"

She spoke timidly and with inferiority complex, and was also a little afraid of getting involved. After all, someone had died and it would be bad to be involved.

The stern-looking policeman was named Chen Shu, with tough features. When he saw Ye Sangsang's actions, his expression softened and he asked, "Don't be afraid. We just want to ask a few simple questions. We won't take up too much of your time."

"Okay..." Ye Sangsang agreed.

"I want to ask if you heard any strange noises while you were cleaning the room next to the bride's."

After Chen Shu finished speaking, his eyes fell on Ye Sangsang's face, observing her expressions and movements.

Ye Sangsang knew that this was to confirm whether she was lying or not.

But in her world, there is no such thing as feeling guilty about lying, because she has no moral sense and no fear, so lying does not cause much emotional disturbance.

She remained calm and naturally looked up, pretending to think for more than a second before slowly shaking her head.

"I didn't hear any sound," she added after a pause, "Although the soundproofing of this hotel is average, I can hear people talking inside through the door, but I can't hear any sound through the wall."

Chen Shu looked at her, his eyes less alert and more gentle, "Thank you for the reminder. Have you met the bride before? What do you think of her temper?"

"I haven't seen it, but I heard Zheng Rong say before I knocked on the door that the bride should have a good temper and would tell the truth that she was sleeping soundly."

She told the truth about what she knew and her comments were very pertinent.

Because this case seemed to have nothing to do with her, the police asked some irrelevant questions, such as what time she went to work, and then left.

Ye Sangsang lowered her head and continued to wipe the table. She felt that she would spend all her life cleaning in this copy.

The hotel has a half-hour lunch and break time at noon. After that, they gathered together to eat the employee meal prepared by the hotel.

Ye Sangsang then realized that there were about sixteen or seventeen rooms on one floor, and two people were in charge of them.

The hotel is a three-star hotel with about 120 rooms, and more than a dozen of them need cleaning because the lobby also needs cleaning.

And importantly, she was replaced by another cleaner last month.

Considering that booking a hotel for a wedding banquet needs to be made at least one month in advance, this means that Zhong Jia had planned for a long time and even found a reason to approach the room and complete her murder plan.

Thinking of the height of the twenty-second floor, she somewhat admired the other person's courage. After all, in reality, the space is so narrow that one can be crushed to pieces if one is not careful.

The hotel's staff meal is pretty good. After sitting down and asking around, you can get a rough idea of ​​everyone's background.

Among them, Zhong Jia is one of the youngest.

Generally speaking, if you have a good image and temperament, you can work as a room service staff, or as a front desk staff in a hotel banquet hall or restaurant.

Cleaning work is very tiring and young people really wouldn't do it.

Zhong Jia has been here for about a year, and the information she has learned is that she did not wait for Yan Jiaojiao to come on purpose. Rather, her life was really difficult, and she just happened to see Yan Jiaojiao's name.

A glimpse of the leopard through the tube can reveal a part of it.

From these details, we can get a glimpse of what Zhong Jia's life is like, and we can truly understand how the character brought about by all this is manifested.

Sadness, fatigue, physical pain, and mental depression all converged on this one person.

This is a little difficult for Ye Sangsang to express.

Because this kind of suffering is more widespread than the previous suffering.

She stood in front of the mirror, her brows wrinkled subconsciously, her lips tightly pursed downward, and her eyes staring at the mirror blankly.

At the age of 24, I already have wrinkles at the corners of my eyes.

She tilted her head slightly and saw a strand of white hair.

[I don’t know why, but I always feel sad when I see this kind of picture.]

[He seems to be a person who has been drenched in suffering. Judging from his appearance, if you tell me he is 35 years old, some people would believe it.]

[Her hair turned gray at an early age. Even if we consider her as a murderer, we can still feel that her life was very miserable.]

While Ye Sangsang was discussing in the live broadcast room, he had already returned to work.

Work very seriously.

In fact, she could see her mother's shadow in her.

Even though they lived in completely different environments, she could still feel the similarities, the sense of obsession.

It's just that she is obsessed with revenge, while her mother is obsessed with teaching her well.

These are all very long-term things that require persistence and support.

If you skip the timeline, there will be a hint, probably indicating whether there is a plot or not.

If there are relevant plots, you will be prompted not to skip them. If you insist on skipping them, your mission evaluation will be lowered and you will not know what happened.

So Ye Sangsang just skipped part of it and waited until the end of get off work.

The manager started calling a meeting with everyone.

After get off work, there was a meeting and the live broadcast room started to complain crazily.

Because it is too real, whether it is displayed or holographic simulation, these damn leaders have to wait until the end of get off work to notify the meeting, and the meeting will last for a long time.

There was obvious reluctance among the crowd.

The room manager lowered his voice and said, "I know everyone is reluctant, but something has happened and there is nothing we can do."

"The main purpose of today's meeting is to tell everyone not to spread what happened in the hotel. If it gets out in the city, no one will stay here, and everyone will lose their jobs. It's hard to find a job now, so I hope everyone will watch their mouths..."

The housekeeping manager kept talking and chattering.

They discussed this and that for a full hour before they announced that they were off work.

Ye Sangsang felt a kind of torture even when he jumped through the timeline.

She rubbed her head, changed into her work clothes, said hello to her colleagues, and started to leave work.

My body was filled with fatigue, and I felt so weak that I couldn't even breathe.

【Hahahaha, so real, this whole class vibe.】

【Seeing this situation, I thought of myself. 】

[Sister Sang suffered an unprecedented pain in this copy. ]

Following the arrow prompts from the game system, she slowly walked back home, a dilapidated bungalow.

But before she even entered the room, she heard the sound of someone snoring in his sleep, and she could hear it through the door.

Ye Sangsang was prepared for this.

Zhong Jia has been married for six years.

In other words, she got married at the age of 18.

But for some reason, she and her nominal "husband" had no children.

Maybe it was because of age issues back then. Later on, when they reached a certain age, they did not get married. They just lived together, with her as their "husband" in name only.

She reached out and opened the door.

The shabby bungalow was rented. Although it was shabby, it was clean inside and out. You could vaguely see that the bricks in the yard were neatly stacked.

Going up the stairs was the single room they rented. Pushing open the rusty green-painted iron door, the first thing that entered their noses was the stench of beer and men's breath.

She took a step back because the smell was so bad.

The lights were not turned on yet, and the snoring stopped when she opened the door.

Then there was the sound of someone stumbling over with unsteady steps, knocking over beer bottles on the ground.

It is now half past nine in the evening, and the white street lights outside the bungalow illuminate the entire yard and a corner of the bungalow.

The light came into the room from Ye Sangsang's back, so she couldn't see clearly what was going on in the room.

Seeing the person staggering towards her, she stepped back subconsciously. This was just how Zhong Jia's character behaved.

But before she could react, the person inside reached out, grabbed Ye Sangsang's hair and pulled her in.

A sharp pain attacked Ye Sangsang's scalp.

"Bitch, do you like working in the hotel so much? You came home an hour late, did you take the opportunity to sleep with someone else?" His voice was extremely angry, and he pulled Ye Sangsang's hair tightly to force her into the room, "Bitch, do you think he enjoyed fucking you?"

"Ah! I'm asking you!"

He stretched out his palm as big as a palm fan and quickly slapped Ye Sangsang in the face.

This slap could cause redness and swelling at the very least, or tinnitus, eardrum perforation, or even concussion at the worst.

【Ahhhh, so angry! 】

[How terrifying! Why do all the cases in Crime Files look like horror movies?]

[Sister Sang, please, beat him up for me! I hate people who intentionally hurt others the most!]

As the bullet screen wished, Ye Sangsang reached out and grabbed the other person's hand, squeezing it tightly.

The thin and withered fingers burst out with amazing strength, almost crushing the man's wrist.

"You bastard, you dare to resist!" His mouth was full of the smell of alcohol and bad breath.

When Ye Sangsang smelled it, his face turned ugly.

She stretched out her other hand and tightly grasped his hand that was pulling her hair.

"Let go."

Threats do not require many words, just simply stating your demands will do. The other party will not let you go because of your words, but because you threaten his life or property safety.

In the dark room, the two people were in a standoff.

The man gritted his teeth and tried to break free from Ye Sangsang's shackles, but found that he couldn't.

Ye Sangsang wanted to increase her strength, but she found that she was in unbearable pain. This pain forced her to maintain her current state and could not do more.

As time went by, her lips began to turn white and her forehead was wet with cold sweat.

From her waist to her entire body, every inch of her body was in severe pain.

But her physical strength is still 10, so she can still hold on.

[It doesn't feel right.]

[Is it a limitation of the game system? But that doesn’t make sense, there was no limitation before, right? ]

[I feel like Sister Sang will die from the pain. You know, Sister Sang was beaten and stabbed, but she managed to escape with the person! How much pain must it be to be in such a state?]

The live broadcast room was very sensitive to the problem and started discussing it.

In the darkness, the man did not notice the problem. He just realized that Ye Sangsang was resisting him, but he could not do what he wanted, so he began to get angry.

When he heard Ye Sangsang say let go, he narrowed his eyes and let go.

And pushed Ye Sangsang out at the same time.

Ye Sangsang was on guard, but because his body was in too much pain, he bumped directly into the cabinet in the house.

"hiss"

She couldn't help but gasp for air because of the pain that felt like she was about to fall apart. The pain almost devoured her spirit, paralyzed her nerves, and made her unable to resist.

She subconsciously reached out her hand and grabbed the corner of the low cabinet to steady herself.

Seeing this, the man thought that Ye Sangsang had been bumped into, and his eyes became smug.

"You dare to resist me? I'll beat you into submission today and let you know who is the boss of this family."

Instead of picking up the bottle, he kicked it over.

In the past, he only needed to give his opponent a light kick and they would fall to the ground and allow him to hit them.

Ye Sangsang had anticipated that the other party would continue, so he dodged and quickly lowered his head to pick up the wine bottle that had rolled to his feet.

The pain made her tremble all over, but this did not kill Ye Sangsang's will to fight. She didn't want to be beaten half to death.

The fight was about to break out. When the man saw Ye Sangsang actually picked up the wine bottle, he rushed forward without hesitation and tried to strangle Ye Sangsang's neck.

In his opinion, this weak woman simply didn't have the courage to hit him, otherwise she wouldn't have allowed him to beat her for so many years.

Unfortunately, he was wrong. Ye Sangsang smashed the beer bottle in half towards the low counter and aimed the broken, sharp beer bottle directly at the opponent's abdomen.

She can't do much to resist, but she will resist fatally.

When the other person's hand reached his neck, her beer bottle pierced into his abdomen in the dark.

Even in autumn, being hit by a sharp beer bottle is not a pleasant experience.

"ah"

Before the man could tighten his hands, he stepped back due to the severe pain in his abdomen and covered his abdomen instinctively.

He looked at the wound carefully and found that not much blood was flowing out.

"You bastard! You are so bold that you dare to resist!"

His eyes were bloodshot and he angrily accused her.

It's not about how deep the wound is, but about the other party daring to challenge his position in the family.

He stared at Ye Sangsang with sinister eyes and wanted to rush forward regardless of his wounds.

Unfortunately, the next second, Ye Sangsang quickly raised the broken beer bottle and stopped it only a few centimeters away from his eyes.

The man's footsteps suddenly stopped, his pupils constricted.

If he hadn't stopped quickly enough, his eyes would have been blinded by this thing.

At this moment, he truly realized how cruel the person in front of him was.

He flinched, leaning back.

Ye Sangsang walked over and found the light switch.

With a "click", the light in the room was turned on.

Ye Sangsang's gaze fell on the man.

The man covered the cut on his abdomen, his messy and greasy hair piled on his head. He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with ordinary facial features and a vicious look, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

The triangular eyes were filled with anger and eagerness to try.

Appearance reflects the heart. This is a person who likes to act arrogantly and be cruel to people close to him.

"Don't mess with me, or I'll stab you to death in the middle of the night."

Ye Sangsang spoke in a calm tone, as if he was just killing a chicken.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched her sweating from the pain, and his expression gradually became more fearful.

Of course, he didn't want to back down just yet. He had to at least let her maintain her dignity as a man for a few seconds.

But he didn't dare to continue, because the person in front of him seemed to have become a different person.

At the same time, listening to the sound, he could feel that the other person now had a kind of quiet madness.

He had a bad feeling that the other party might really do what he said.

Ye Sangsang looked around and found that it was not a single room as she had thought, but two rooms.

She walked into the room without beer bottles. It was clean and tidy, with no beer bottles on the floor and no unpleasant smell.

The pain eased a little, she pushed the door open and closed it.

There was an iron latch on the door, so she locked it directly and then lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

Because it really hurts.

There is not a single one of these copies that is completely free of surprises.

There is a difficult policeman in front and a husband in name only who commits domestic violence behind.

What a fulfilling day!

Ye Sangsang lay on the bed and relaxed for a long time before the pain all over his body gradually disappeared.

She recovered, got up and tried to find painkillers, but there were none.

She looked for any hospital examination forms, but found none.

Is it a pre-existing illness that you never took seriously?

Or is it just the body aches caused by overwork?

It's just that it's a bit too painful.

Ye Sangsang couldn't find it, so he could only start dealing with the gloves, gaiters and headgear he brought with him.

She expected that the policeman named Chen Shu would find something wrong tomorrow, because she had a strong sense of how sharp the minds of such people were, and he would notice something was wrong even if there were not many clues.

By that time, the gloves and other things had not been destroyed, which was equivalent to directly admitting to the other party that he had made it.

The best way to destroy something is to burn it.

But Zhong Jia didn't do that. Instead, she found a very secret place to hide the things.

Ye Sangsang held those things and thought for a while.

Could it be that the other party wants to take it out and reminisce about it occasionally?

Some murderers would do this, keeping the murder tools, and whenever they see the murder tools, they would smile with nostalgia.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Sangsang denied this statement.

She felt that Zhong Jia didn't think so.

There is a big difference between revenge out of hatred and murder out of psychopathy.

Of course, Ye Sangsang still carried out the task well. She really liked the experience of guessing puzzles.

However, in order to get rid of the pain, she decided to buy herself a box of painkillers on her way to work tomorrow.

As for going to the hospital, the extra trip would most likely delay the mission progress.

She would be troubled by the hassle of preparing in a hurry.

And her intuition also told her that there was no need to go to the hospital. If it was necessary, the other party would most likely mention this in the case description.

If she didn't go, it would be too late to save the situation, and she already knew it.

Otherwise, it is harmless.

No matter which one it is, it doesn't matter to Ye Sangsang.

After skipping the evening timeline, Ye Sangsang welcomed the early morning.

She felt much better, and even though her back was sore from overwork, the pain wasn't as severe anymore.

However, in order to avoid being tortured by the pain, she still bought herself a bottle of those old-fashioned white painkillers.

It was recommended by the store clerk, who said it can relieve pain and treat inflammation caused by colds, so many people buy it.

Ye Sangsang put away the medicine and walked into the hotel in the morning light.

There are meetings after get off work and morning meetings.

But before the meeting could even start, the first person she met was Chen Shu.

It must be said that the other party was just as she expected.

Ye Sangsang was a little curious about where he discovered the error.

After all, there were no traces left at the scene, and the outward-facing window was only opened occasionally, so there was no possibility of it being suddenly opened and leaving new marks to be discovered.

There are many footprints in the room suite and many people enter.

But he only looked for himself.

She was a little nervous. If she was discovered, could she start over and commit the crime more perfectly so that she could take on the challenge again?

For Ye Sangsang, restarting is nothing.

The key is stimulation.

Ye Sangsang concealed her hope and looked at Chen Shu opposite her. "Excuse me, what can I do for you, Officer Chen?"

"Nothing, just some finishing work. I've talked to your room manager and asked you to help with opening a room or something."

Chen Shu said it very simply, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Ye Sangsang was full of coldness.

Ye Sangsang seemed unaware. She glanced at the housekeeping manager and saw him nod at her. She agreed with fear and nervousness on her face.

Because he was cooperating with the police, Ye Sangsang did not push the cart.

He just changed his clothes, got the room card, and took the elevator directly to the 22nd floor.

This elevator is the staff elevator. There were not many people there at the moment because they were having a morning meeting, so the two of them reached the 22nd floor in no time.

After walking out of the elevator, Ye Sangsang felt much more relaxed.

This is how normal people behave when facing the police. Even if they have not done anything illegal, they will subconsciously feel nervous when facing the police.

"You usually get here at 6:40, have a ten-minute morning meeting and then get ready to start working?" After getting out of the elevator, Chen Shu asked very naturally. There was no questioning in his tone, but a gentleness that showed he wanted to build a closer relationship.

Ye Sangsang knew that this was the official start of the interrogation.

"Yes, we are mainly cleaning the rooms that checked out last night to facilitate the guests who check in at noon. In the afternoon, we will clean the rooms that checked out between noon and check-out time, so that there will always be clean rooms on the entire floor."

She thought for a moment and continued, "There aren't many rooms that need to be cleaned in the morning, only one or two except on holidays."

"More than ten hours a day, you must be exhausted," Chen Shu did not ask further, but became concerned.

Ye Sangsang was silent for a moment. "No matter what kind of work is not tiring, especially for people like us who have no education or background."

Chen Shu apologized.

At this time, Ye Sangsang turned around and asked him, "Are you going to open the one that had the accident yesterday?"

While they were talking, they had already reached their destination.

Chen Shu shook his head and pointed to the room that Ye Sangsang cleaned yesterday. "Is there anyone in that room? That room is not open."

Ye Sangsang recalled her work, nodded, picked up the intercom on her waist, and asked the front desk whether the room was booked.

After a while, the front desk said no.

Ye Sangsang nodded to Chen Shu, took out the card and swiped the door.

The room still looks the same as it was cleaned yesterday.

Chen Shu walked in and Ye Sangsang followed behind.

[This person is really scary. My sister Sang is not a suspect, but she still chose to look at this one. ]

【I don’t know who is better. 】

[I like to watch it. No matter who is stronger, I want to watch it.]

He looked around, his eyes fixed on the walls, the windows, the windowsill.

I even opened the window and looked out.

Ye Sangsang stood beside the sofa with a confused look on her face. Her expression was even a little distracted. It was unknown what she was thinking about. In any case, her attention was not on Chen Shu.

If it was the murderer, he would probably be nervous, or at least his expression would be unconsciously tense.

"Do you think it's acceptable to marry an ugly man, if he's rich and talented?" Chen Shu asked.

Ye Sangsang's wild thoughts were interrupted. She looked at the other party, nodded decisively after listening, and said very calmly, "Yes."

Chen Shu looked at her intently for a few seconds, then walked out first and said, "Let's go out to the next scene. I'll check if there's anything missing. I feel like this is a murder case."

"Ah?" Ye Sangsang was surprised for a moment, then regained his composure.

Chen Shu looked back at her, "As you said, if you can live on, why would you commit suicide to get relief? So I think that the other party didn't commit suicide, it should be him who killed himself."

"Who killed him? Is there any deep hatred?" Ye Sangsang asked calmly.

Chen Shu shook his head. "That's what I'm wondering. Although the bride has offended some people, they were all minor matters and cannot be considered murder."

"It may not be a small matter! What if he is a stingy person?"

Ye Sangsang followed suit, used the card to swipe open the door next door, and said very sincerely.

She felt a little strange. He clearly suspected her and wanted to see her reveal her flaws, yet he did this.

Not sure?

After all, which policeman would talk about the case with the security guard?

She swiped the card expertly.

The door opened with a click.

Looking at the yellow cordon, Ye Sangsang did not go in.

Chen Shu walked in, looked around, and after looking carefully, he walked to the door with his hands in his pockets.

At this time, another policeman hurried over with a piece of paper in his hand.

"Brother Chen, the test found that there was a small amount of drug residue at the corner of the mouth, and it was confirmed to be an anesthetic."