Young lady, she is poor and stingy

Chapter 255 Ominous Omen (2)

Nan Zhao smiled, "Mr. Wen doesn't often tell fortunes in his daily life. According to their profession, if you do too many things like see through the secrets, your life will be shortened."

He Xiaoran leaned back, "That's true."

The car stopped at the entrance of the Love Hotel, an ordinary hotel with a parking space at the back. After He Xiaoran got off the car, he sent a text message to Professor Qiao: Teacher Qiao, I have arrived at the hotel, please come down with your computer!
Nan Zhao came with her, He Xiaoran wanted him to wait for a few minutes, but thinking that Zhou Chenyuan asked Nan Zhao to come over, he must be worried about her, so He Xiaoran acquiesced that Nan Zhao came with him.

She sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby and found that Professor Qiao hadn't replied to her last text message.

He Xiaoran started to call Professor Qiao, the phone got through, but no one answered.

He Xiaoran scratched his head, walked over and asked the front desk: "Is there a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle sitting there with a computer and waiting for someone?"

The front desk thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, I didn't see it."

A male waiter sitting next to him said: "I sat here for an hour, but someone went up, but I didn't see anyone coming down with a computer. The Mediterranean style has obvious features. If there is one, I will definitely remember it. You Find someone?"

He Xiaoran replied: "I'm waiting for someone. It's my teacher. I have some problems with the webpage I helped him. I'll come over and help him to change it. The text message didn't reply, and the phone didn't answer, so I came over to ask. Since I didn't come down, Maybe I'm still busy, I'll wait here for a while."

He Xiaoran sat down and waited again, and chatted with Nan Zhao by the way, gossiping about his situation.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the person still hadn't come down, so He Xiaoran scratched his head, what happened to Old Qiao?

Looking at the phone again, Professor Qiao didn't reply to the text message.

He Xiaoran called him again, but no one answered.

He Xiaoran was a little anxious, she stood up again and asked the front desk: "Hello, can you check for me, is there a middle-aged man named Qiao who came to open a room?"

She was afraid that she had found the wrong place: "It should be the last business room on your side, is there any?"

The front desk wanted to check, but the male waiter stopped, "This is the privacy of the guests, so it is not easy to disclose it to others."

He Xiaoran immediately said: "I know this, but my teacher is getting old, I'm afraid that if something happens to him alone in the hotel, no one will know."

He Xiaoran was really worried. What if something happened to Old Qiao, his partner didn't arrive, and no one found out. What if something happened?
When she said this, the male waiter also hesitated, "Then check it out."

After checking the room at the front desk, "It is true that a gentleman surnamed Qiao came to open a business room two hours ago. It is at No. 6604 on the sixth floor."

He Xiaoran nodded: "I'll go up and have a look."

The front desk nodded, "Then you go."

They were also afraid that something would happen to him, and they would have to bear the responsibility, so they quickly asked He Xiaoran to go up and check by himself.

He Xiaoran talked to Nan Zhao and walked towards the elevator, Nan Zhao stood up and went up with her.

She was afraid that Nan Zhao would not be able to wait, so she explained: "Our professor is usually a reliable person. I suspect that his mobile phone is out of battery and did not receive my call."

Nan Zhao glanced at her, "Young Madam, I'm not in a hurry, this is not your responsibility."

He Xiaoran smiled. She followed the road signs to find Room 6604, reached out and knocked on the door: "Professor Qiao, I'm He Xiaoran, are you there?"

There was no sound in the room, He Xiaoran knocked on the door again: "Professor Qiao? Professor Qiao! Are you there? I'm here to fix your computer!"

She knocked on the door too loudly, and a middle-aged woman in the next room dragged her suitcase and opened the door, and said angrily, "Can you be quiet? It's so noisy, isn't it over?"

He Xiaoran quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I came to see my teacher and agreed to meet downstairs, but he hasn't gone, so I'll come up and have a look."

The other party saw that she had a good attitude, and his expression eased: "Should I go out? When I was packing up my things, I heard that he was quite noisy here. It seemed that he was arguing fiercely with someone, yelling and yelling, Then it fell silent, and I heard the movement of them going out."

He Xiaoran was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "It's strange...then why didn't he tell me?"

"I don't know about that." The woman dragged the suitcase and left.

He Xiaoran turned his head and said to Nan Zhao: "Nan Zhao, you go downstairs quickly and ask the front desk to bring up the room key card."

Nan Zhao left quickly. Just as He Xiaoran was about to hold the doorknob, for some reason, he withdrew his hand after thinking for a while, and knocked on the door again: "Professor Qiao? Old Qiao? Old Qiao?"

A bad premonition rose in her heart. She just heard that a competitor threatened Lao Qiao's organization a few days ago. Could something happen to Lao Qiao?

Thinking of this, she immediately took a step back and rushed forward, trying to kick the door open.

The first kick was unsuccessful, and the second kick showed signs of loosening the door lock.

The third foot...

"Oh!"

The door opened.

He Xiaoran leaned forward and rushed into the room, seeing chaos.

The bedroom door was ajar, and there was a strange smell in the room.

He Xiaoran opened the door with the tip of his toe, and saw Lao Qiao lying on the bed, his mouth and nose were wrapped with tape, his body and limbs were bound, and he was facing the sky. The strangle marks under his neck were clearly visible.

He Xiaoran stood where she was and did not dare to go forward. She trembled all over and took out her mobile phone to call the police.

When Nanzhao brought the waiter to the door with the key, he saw the door of room 6604 wide open. He Xiaoran was squatting at the door, holding his knees in a daze.

"Young Madam?"

He Xiaoran looked up at Nan Zhao: "I called the police!"

In a word, Nan Zhao knew something was wrong.

When Zhou Chenyuan received the notice, the big guy was about to go to KTV to sing. Hearing that Professor Qiao was killed on the hotel bed, Zhou Chenyuan paused, "How is Young Madam now?"

"The police just sealed off the scene, and the young lady needs to cooperate with them in the investigation." After a pause, Nan Zhao said: "Young lady is the last person to appear at the scene of the crime."

Zhou Chenyuan turned around and walked out, "Tell her, don't worry about anything, just tell the police about everything, leave the rest to me, don't worry about any accidents, I'm here!"

Nan Zhao responded, He Xiaoran was still under attack, she realized a bit slowly that she seemed to be a suspect of the police.

But she didn't worry too much. After all, she knew whether she killed someone, and the police were not fools.

It's just that she seems to be involved in an incident that she shouldn't be involved in. If someone uses this incident to make trouble, I'm afraid she will cause a lot of trouble.

He Xiaoran reached out and rubbed his face, feeling a little complicated.

At this time, Nan Zhao came over, "The young master said, as long as you answer truthfully, you don't have to worry about anything else. Everything depends on him!"

(End of this chapter)