On rainy days, the indoor temperature is about 10 degrees. In this kind of weather, it is hard to imagine who would need to drink so much water in a few hours.

"When they checked out, the waiter came to clean up." Jian Jing pointed to the water bottles in the room, "These are all mineral water in the hotel, newly opened, plus two cans of Coke in the trash can, 1.5 liters."

Ji Feng said, "It's really strange."

She said, "There are some... um, disgusting things in the trash can. He should have vomited."

"Vomiting, lack of water." Ji Feng said, "I understand what you mean."

Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to subdue an adult male. But if he is vomiting and diarrhea, extremely weak, then the standard will be greatly relaxed.

Or even more extreme, if the person has fainted or even died, it will be even easier.

If this is true, the scope of suspects is greatly reduced.

No one would eat something given by a stranger for no reason.

He looked around the room and found several suspicious foods: opened cookies, chocolate (opened packaging paper was thrown on the TV cabinet), and mineral water.

"Tsk, it would be great if we could send it for testing." Ji Feng couldn't tell what the problem was with his naked eyes.

Jian Jing glanced at him.

"Hey, you look like that... you want to win back a game?" Ji Feng interpreted her expression, "I'm all ears."

The stairs were comfortable, and she didn't keep him in suspense, and said slowly: "There is a smell of brown sugar steamed cake, do you smell it?"

"Brown sugar steamed cake?" Ji Feng raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Jian Jing affirmed: "At least it can't be wrong with brown sugar, I am very familiar with this smell, what do you remember?"

He said: "There is a plate of unfinished steamed cake in 202."

The two looked at each other, immediately turned right and knocked on the door of the next room.

The bun-headed girl opened the door in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

"Let's talk inside." Ji Feng didn't allow any explanation and strode into the room. Sure enough, there were two unfinished brown sugar steamed cakes on the bedside table. Although they were cold, they could still smell a little fragrance.

Jian Jing followed in as if nothing had happened, pretending to visit Gao Ponytail: "Is the cold compress still effective? Do you want me to change it for you?"

Gao Ponytail glanced at the two of them and answered stiffly: "No, what's the matter?"

"Before, you said you went downstairs to heat up something. Was it this steamed cake?" Ji Feng looked at the girl with the bun. The girl nodded in a panic: "Yes, yes."

He slowed down his tone: "After you heated it up, what did you do? Who ate it?"

The girl with the bun had a pale face and her lips moved: "I, I brought it up..."

She stammered, as if she was racking her brains to make up a lie. However, under Ji Feng's gaze, she really didn't have the courage to lie, so she told the truth: "I thought everyone might not have eaten enough, He asked Jia Yue if he wanted to eat it, and he took a piece... "

Gao Ponytail saw her friend acting so arrogantly and interrupted her angrily, "What do you mean? Suspect Xiao Min poisoned her?"

Ji Feng glanced at her and gave her a silencing look - this expression was so intimidating that Gao Ponytail's heart tightened and she stopped talking in fear - he continued to ask, "Can you repeat the scene at that time?"

Wanzitou swallowed and nodded reluctantly.

She took a few steps, raised her hand to knock on the door, and said unsmoothly: "I heated up the steamed cake, do you want some?"

"He took a piece and went in." The girl with the bun pretended to hold the bag and explained, "I took the rest back to my room."

The girl with the high ponytail said: "I ate a piece when Xiaomin brought it back, and there's nothing wrong with it." She picked up the remaining cake on the bedside table, stuffed it directly into her mouth and took a bite, "If you don't believe me, I'll eat it for you to see."

"Okay." Jian Jing held her wrist to stop her from eating, "I'm just asking, don't get excited."

"You look like you're interrogating." The girl with the high ponytail broke away from her and said angrily, "Instead of suspecting us, you might as well suspect the woman opposite. Xiaomin and I haven't gone out today, it can't be us."

The room opposite 202 is 201, and the occupant is reporter Chai.

Ji Feng was interested: "Why do you say that?"

Gao Mawei raised her chin and motioned them to look at the window beside the bed: "At about one o'clock, I saw the woman downstairs and walked over from there."

The room on the second floor was facing the area to the right of the restaurant on the first floor. The occupancy was as follows:

.Warehouse...

.(first floor)...

Kitchen...

...

Second floor... Gao Mawei...Punk hair............

First floor...Bun hair.........Broken bone man...Security

...②........④........⑥.....Exit

...Corridor...............Toilet

.... ....①.......③........⑤.........

....Reporter Chai...Xu Huangmao...Jane and quiet.........

.............bald head....Monsoon.......

So Gao Ponytail, who lives in 202, can indeed see the scene behind the hotel through the window.

Monsoon stood still and looked into the distance, and asked, "Are you sure it was reporter Chai?"

"Yes, I saw it very clearly." Gao Ponytail was very sure.

"What time was it?"

Gao Ponytail hesitated and said, "13:40."

"Are you sure?"

She said, "It shouldn't be wrong. I was reading a novel on my phone at the time. My eyes were a little tired, so I looked outside and saw her. It was raining heavily. It was strange that she went out. I remember it very clearly."

Jian Jing interrupted, "Did you see when she came back?"

Gao Ponytail shook her head.

"Her room is just opposite you. Did you hear any noise?" she asked.

High Ponytail: "I was so focused on the novel that I didn't notice it at all."

Ball Hair: "I was watching a movie."

Jian Jing looked thoughtful and inquired at Ji Feng.

He picked up the brown sugar steamed cake and asked casually, "What do you think the deceased was like?"

The two girls looked at each other and chose their words carefully.

"Jia Yue was impatient and a little arrogant. He came from

a wealthy family." The girl with the ball head replied. The girl with the high ponytail said, "He's not very likable, nor is he very annoying. We're not very familiar with him. We're just a member of a club."

Ji Feng nodded gently and took the brown sugar steamed cake away naturally.

After leaving 202, he asked, "What do you think?"

"They have a good relationship." Jian Jing pondered, "If one commits a crime, the other might cover it up for her. It's hard to say whether Gan Min has ever left this room."

Ji Feng felt the same way. Gao Ponytail concealed the matter of reporter Chai, and the girl with a bun concealed the matter of sending cakes. Both girls were not honest enough.

"Next one, she is more suspicious." He put his hands in his trouser pockets and knocked on the door of 201.

Reporter Chai answered the door and looked at them strangely: "Anything else?"

Ji Feng said: "You went out more than once this afternoon."

Reporter Chai was stunned, then stepped aside to let them in, and lit a cigarette, leaned against the window and took a puff: "Who said it?"

"Someone saw it." He said in a deep voice, "Please tell me your whereabouts truthfully."

Reporter Chai blew out the smoke ring and said helplessly: "I just don't want to cause trouble for myself. Who knew he would die there."

"Please tell me the situation in detail."

"I was writing in my room this afternoon. Now that I'm here, I'm going to write a report about zombies. You can look at my notebook." She turned on the laptop on the bed and showed them the draft in the document. "For the part about the environment, I wanted to add some pictures, so I went over to take two photos. I came back after taking them."

Ji Feng asked, "Where are the photos?"

Reporter Chai opened the album on her phone and generously let them verify, "The shooting time is in the details. You can check it yourself."

She didn't lie.

A total of five photos were taken from 13:43 to 13:47. The scene was near the kitchen, and the chicken coop got several shots. The crime scene was photographed in the corner, and there was no one there.

It is worth mentioning the sixth photo.

It was taken from her room to the outside, and the focus was on the scorch marks under the tree last night.

The time was 13:51.

"Yes, I took a picture when I came back." Reporter Chai glanced at the photo and said casually, "It's a pity that the rain was too heavy, so the picture is not very clear."

Jian Jing speculated, "Room 202 is on the outside. Did you see anyone going downstairs today?"

Reporter Chai said, "I closed the door. Who would look at this? But..." She frowned and thought, "When the yellow-haired guy came up, there was a lot of noise. You heard it, too, right?"

Jian Jing nodded.

In the afternoon, although she and Ji Feng had been in the room, they always left the door open out of some intuition. Around 14:35, the yellow-haired guy went upstairs with a lot of noise.

At that time, he was taking pictures of Room 204 where the deceased was, and asked him if he had anything to eat.

"To be honest, he was a bit noisy." Reporter Chai shrugged and guessed irresponsibly, "Also, I noticed something strange - there was no umbrella near the body."

Jian Jing & Ji Feng: "Oh?"

Reporter Chai laughed: "What? If you don't have a little sensitivity, what kind of reporter are you?" As she spoke, her fingers quickly moved across the screen of her mobile phone, "Let me see, ah, yes, around 2:30 in the afternoon, the rain stopped for a while."

She clicked on a video, the camera was shaking slightly, and it was a picture of the scenery outside, and there was a voice-over: "The rain finally stopped, the scenery in the mountains is so beautiful."

In the video, you can clearly see that the rain has stopped, the view has become clear, and the dense forests are as green as emerald green, which is very beautiful.

The recording time is 14:31.

Reporter Chai said: "The dead guy didn't bring an umbrella. Maybe he went out during this time. Who could have asked him to go to such a secluded place? It couldn't be a stranger like me, right?"

Jian Jing and Ji Feng didn't respond. The hint was too obvious.

But they had to admit that her guess made sense.

"We won't bother you anymore."

They were going to bother Huangmao.

Xu Huangmao and Fei Bancun both lived in 203, right next to 205 where Jian Jing and her friends lived.

When the two boys saw them, they were surprised and could hardly hide their nervousness.

Ji Feng had to say a few words that had nothing to do with itching to calm their emotions.

Then, he asked Xu Huangmao: "You made a lot of noise when you came back this afternoon. What did you do? Can you repeat it to us in detail?"

Xu Huangmao had a bitter face, but he didn't dare to refuse: "I said, I was hungry, and the first thing I did when I came back was to find something to eat. The luggage was in Jia Yue's room. He lived alone and it was very spacious, so I knocked on his door and asked him to get something for me."

Ji Feng immediately asked: "Did he answer you?"

"No - I didn't wait," he said incoherently, "My stomach hurt too much, so I asked him to bring the food over, and then I went to the toilet."

Jian Jing silently agreed with his statement. This guy made a lot of noise, and the sound of knocking on the door and shouting was very loud. What she heard was consistent with what he said.

The only difference is that after he ran past 205, it is unknown whether he went into the restroom or took the emergency exit and went out from the other end to kill someone.

Ji Feng was concerned about another thing: "Did you get it?"

The yellow-haired man said, "When I came out after taking a shit, the instant noodles were on my bed."

"The door was not locked?"

"I went into the room to get paper, and it was unlocked when I came out."

"So you didn't actually see the deceased, right?"

The yellow-haired man nodded: "If it wasn't him, then who

else could it be?" It was a good question, but Ji Feng didn't answer it. Instead, he asked the crew cut man: "You were outside most of the time today. Is there anyone who can testify for you?"

"No, it's raining so hard, where would anyone be?" The crew cut man was inevitably depressed and worried.

This was also expected. Ji Feng smiled and asked the real question: "Then, talk to me about Zhou Chang."