I am a super cop

Chapter 1267 Trading
Inside the hotel room.

After hearing Lu Weiwei's speech, everyone turned their attention to the broken door lock.

The old wooden door, in addition to the lock from the inside, also has an antique bolt, which is used to lock it from the inside.

At this time, the door bolt was still hanging on the iron drawer.

"It is indeed locked." Zhao Guozhi confirmed after repeated inspections: "Once this kind of old wooden door is locked from the inside, it is difficult to open it from the outside."

"But the exhaust window..." Yuan Shasha looked up at the exhaust window on the door, and also reminded: "But this exhaust window is open."

"Could it be that the murderer can use the exhaust window to unlock the door?" Officer Wang hesitated.

But it was quickly rejected by Gu Chen shaking his head: "It's unlikely, because even if you can open the door from the exhaust window, how can you lock the door?"

"We broke in just now, and the door is locked."

"And at the moment I kicked the door just now, I also felt a strong resistance, indicating that these door locks were not destroyed in advance, but were damaged after I kicked the door."

"Yes."

Hearing Gu Chen's words, Zhao Guozhi checked the door lock again, and then confirmed, "There is no trace of secondary damage on the door lock, which means that when Gu Chen broke in, the door was locked normally. "

"But..." Officer Wang looked back at He Xizhou who was lying on the bed, and said with a puzzled expression:

"But this guy is sleeping soundly here, how could a sharp knife be pierced into his neck? It doesn't make sense."

"And Gu Chen also said just now that this is not like suicide. After all, is it necessary to bury your hands in the bedding after committing suicide?"

"Maybe after committing suicide, just lie back on the bed?" Lu Weiwei beside her had a sudden thought.

But soon Gu Chen dismissed this idea: "I looked at the various shapes on the bed, it doesn't look like I'm lying on it after committing suicide."

"Because when a person commits suicide, his hands simply cannot achieve this state."

After the words were finished, Gu Chen walked to the bed, pointed to He Xizhou's body and said, "Look, the dead He Xizhou's arms are buried in his arms, which means he was in a deep sleep."

"And it's more like being attacked suddenly, there is no room for resistance at all."

"Judging from the live action, there may have been a brief struggle, but it may have been a muscle twitch due to pain."

"But because the murderer struck quickly and ruthlessly, the deceased He Xizhou died directly after a futile struggle."

Gu Chen's voice fell, but Zhao Guozhi frowned.

According to Gu Chen's reasoning, everything seems to make sense.

But if it was homicide, and the room was a secret room, it was difficult for Zhao Guozhi to think how the murderer killed He Xizhou suddenly in his sleep.

Looking at the window not far from the room, Zhao Guozhi put on white gloves, opened the sliding window bolt, and pushed it to one side.

Stretched out his head to look around outside, found nothing unusual.

Gu Chen, standing behind Zhao Guozhi, reminded: "There is no problem with the window bolts. Although this is an old building, the windows here have been reinstalled, and all of them are push-pull structures."

"Once the bolts are locked, the windows are very difficult to open from the outside, as I have checked just now."

"That's right." Zhao Guozhi nodded silently, closed the window again, and then walked back to the door.

"But why are there so many bloody masks on the ground? Moreover, there seems to be blood left on these masks. What's going on?"

"These masks are really weird." Gu Chen squatted down, also picked up one of the masks, held it in his hand and looked at it.

Then he handed it to Zhao Guozhi and said, "Director Zhao, look at the mouth of this mask."

"There is blood." Zhao Guozhi said.

Gu Chen nodded slightly, then picked up another one, and also pointed at the mouth: "This mask also has it, including this one on the ground, almost every mask has blood at the corner of the mouth."

"It really is."

"That's right, this one too."

"And this one."

……

After being reminded by Gu Chen, everyone looked at the mask on the ground.

It was found that all masks have a common feature, that is, there is a trace of blood at the corner of the mouth.

"What's going on here?" Officer Wang frowned, feeling that the layout of the scene was too weird.

You know, He Xizhou died on the bed within half an hour.

But it seemed impossible to get all the masks stained with blood in just half an hour.

But the only source of blood at the scene came from the deceased He Xizhou.

Everyone can't help but associate the blood left on these masks with the blood left by He Xizhou's wound.

"Collect all these masks and bring them back to the Technical Section of the Municipal Bureau to see if the bloodstains belong to He Xizhou."

Zhao Guozhi can't think of a better way at the moment.

At least the masks left at the scene are the only clues so far.

The other police officers nodded silently, and began to take out the evidence collection bags, stacking and collecting these masks one by one.

All of this was seen by Gu Chen.

But at this moment, a police officer who was standing outside the door to observe, suddenly walked up to Zhao Guozhi with a bloody rope.

"Zhao Ju, this bloody rope was found near the corridor outside the door."

"The bloody rope?" Seeing a new clue suddenly, Zhao Guozhi quickly took the rope and checked it, then walked out of the room and went to the corridor to look around.

Seeing this, Gu Chen also followed.

"Where did you find it?" Zhao Guozhi asked.

"It's here." The young police officer pointed to a corner of the corridor.

Along the corner, everyone turned on all the flashlights and began to search around.

Due to the location of the corridor, it is at the back of the hotel, so the light is not particularly good.

But we still found some bloodstains near the place where the rope was found.

Based on his weak sense of smell, Gu Chen searched all the way to the end of the corridor.

Only then did I realize that the location of the corridor on the third floor happened to be not far from the other moving two-story building.

From the position of the corridor on the third floor, it corresponds to the roof of the two-story building next door.

Seeing this situation, Gu Chen used the flashlight to shoot at the handrail in the corridor.

Sure enough, it was found that there were many traces of friction at the position of the handrail in the corridor.

Because the handrail is an iron guardrail structure, although it is old, it has also been repainted by the hotel owner.

But just where the corridor is adjacent to the building next door, the traces of friction are still very obvious.

Gu Chen took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the scene before jumping over and hanging upside down outside the guardrail.

"Gu Chen, what are you going to do?" Zhao Guozhi asked anxiously.

"Go up and have a look, the murderer may have climbed into the hotel from here, and then escaped." Gu Chen said.

Zhao Guozhi frowned, but considering that Gu Chen was a master climber when he was in the police academy, he didn't have so many worries.

After saying "be careful", he ordered all the police officers to cover Gu Chen with lights.

In an instant, the area between the end of the corridor and the roof of the building next door was illuminated by the flashlight.

Gu Chen didn't have time to think about it. After calculating the approximate distance, he kicked his left leg backwards.

Using the reaction force, Gu Chen easily crossed over and directly came to the roof of the building next door.

Afterwards, Gu Chen turned on the flashlight and began to trace the footprints on the roof to the middle of the roof.

Only then did I discover that from here, one can go down the old steps directly to the first floor of the building.

Since this is an abandoned building, there are no people living here, only a small amount of animals live here.

When Gu Chen came to the first floor, Zhao Guozhi also arrived with other police officers.

"How is it?" Seeing that Gu Chen's brows were tightly furrowed, Zhao Guozhi hurriedly asked.

"The murderer must have escaped from here. Look at the footprints." Gu Chen gave up an area and continued to explain: "Judging from the situation at the scene, no one lives in this old building."

"So I just walked down the stairs from the top of the building, and found that there were strange footprints in the thick dust."

"Of course, I can guarantee that this footprint was left by the murderer, but from here on, it's all concrete, and there's no surveillance around, so..."

Looking around, Gu Chen also shook his head helplessly: "So the clue has been interrupted here."

"Maybe at this time, we just rushed to the town, and maybe we even met the murderer face to face." Lu Weiwei reminded.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guozhi immediately turned around and asked everyone, "Did you turn on your law enforcement recorders when you got off the car?"

"Mine is on."

"Mine didn't."

"Nor mine."

"I have."

……

It was also under Zhao Guozhi's inquiry that everyone told the situation one after another.

It can be seen that there are still some police officers who habitually turn on the law enforcement recorder.

Zhao Guozhi sighed faintly, and said involuntarily, "I hope these shots can capture the movement of the murderer."

"But this murderer, why did he kill He Xizhou? What kind of grudge does the murderer have with He Xizhou?"

"This...maybe we can get some clues from the proprietress of the hotel." Officer Wang suggested.

Everyone looked at each other and went straight back to the hotel.

At this moment, the hotel proprietress was a little dumbfounded.

Surrounded by many police officers, I don't know what to do.

Seeing Zhao Guozhi leading the other policemen towards her, the proprietress also trembled and said, "Comrade policeman, what's going on? I heard that the customer died in my hotel room?"

"That's right." Zhao Guozhi looked around and said casually.

"Oh, what should I do? This is the most taboo thing for business people. It's over, it's over. This year's business seems to be over."

Hearing Zhao Guozhi's remarks, the proprietress immediately became depressed.

Zhao Guozhi glanced at her, and said seriously, "Don't be depressed, let me ask you, what is the relationship between this dead man and you?"

"What else does it matter? It's just a hotel stay." The proprietress sat slumped on the swivel chair, as if she had lost her energy.

Gu Chen continued to ask: "It's New Year's Eve, don't you think it's strange that he chooses to live with you?"

"It's strange, of course it's strange, but after all, he is a guest, and he comes to stay in the hotel. How can we refuse to do business?"

The proprietress complained and instantly looked like a complaining woman.

Police officer Wang continued to ask: "Then is this guy staying in the hotel alone?"

"Yes, he came to live in the hotel alone, and he said he would stay for a long time. I asked him how long he would stay, and he said about a month."

"But then I asked him again, came here for business? He said yes, came to the town to do some business, and I asked him what he was doing? But he kept silent, so I didn't ask any more."

"After all, during the Chinese New Year period, there are very few guests. Everyone has gone home to celebrate the New Year."

"Then aren't you still in business?" Lu Weiwei said.

The proprietress chuckled, and said involuntarily, "I'm a foreigner, it's too far to go home, and this year it's popular to stay there for the New Year, so I won't go back after thinking about it."

"What kind of business can be done in this place?" Police Officer Wang looked around and felt that the place was quite deserted, but this area was still a little lively.

The proprietress smiled wryly, and explained: "This place is going to be built, and there are several companies nearby that will start construction after the next year. It will be very lively by then."

"I guess those who come here to do business are all here for these things."

Hearing what the proprietress said, Gu Chen didn't think too much.

Instead, he checked back and forth in the lobby, then turned back to the front desk and asked, "Are you familiar with the deceased?"

"Wan Fakui? I'm not very familiar with him," said the proprietress.

Lu Weiwei immediately corrected him: "His real name is He Xizhou, and he is a fugitive murderer."

"What? A murderer?" Hearing Lu Weiwei's words, the landlady's face froze suddenly, and she said with some fear, "My God! Could it be that I've been dealing with a fugitive murderer these days? This...isn't this too scary? "

"Don't be nervous." Gu Chen lay on the front desk, looked left and right, and saw the proprietress trying to calm down, so he continued to ask:

"Since this He Xizhou has been staying in your hotel, have you noticed anything unusual about him these days?"

"No." The proprietress shook her head.

"Then who has been in contact with him?" Gu Chen asked again.

"No." The proprietress replied still affirmatively.

"Impossible. Judging from the current situation, the murderer climbed over the guardrail from the building next door and directly entered the third floor of your hotel, which shows that the murderer is very familiar with the building here."

"Obviously, the murderer has already found out about He Xizhou's residence, so he chose the right time to carry out the murder."

"But you can't tell whether He Xizhou has had contact with anyone. This is obviously illogical."

From Lu Weiwei's point of view, the murderer was able to climb over the guardrail so smoothly and murder He Xizhou.

Obviously it is the result of stepping on the spot.

If this is the case, then the murderer obviously knows the exact address of He Xizhou very well.

And all of this may not get around the front desk.

Seeing this, the proprietress gave a wry smile and said, "I said, comrade policewoman, we are just a small hotel, not very standardized."

"Usually I don't even stay at the front desk, let alone meet any strangers."

"And I installed a camera here, pointing at the location is my front desk, if you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

After the words fell, Police Officer Wang volunteered to walk out of the crowd, raised his hand and said, "I'll come."

……

……

5 minute later.

Officer Wang, who had retrieved all the surveillance videos, also looked disappointed and said, "What the hell? After so many days, only He Xizhou stayed here?"

"I didn't lie to you, did I? That's the truth." The proprietress also spread her hands and explained, "It's the Chinese New Year period, there are not many people here, and we are just a small hotel in the town, so the situation is like this Happening."

"He Xizhou is the only one staying here, and no strangers come here."

Hearing the words of the proprietress, everyone suddenly fell into confusion.

You know, He Xizhou disappeared suddenly, and he didn't even refund the deposit. He went directly from the presidential suite in the city to the current small hotel.

What is He Xizhou's picture?Currently no one knows.

But everyone is very sure that there must be a reason for He Xizhou to come here.

Gu Chen turned his head to look at Zhao Guozhi and said, "Ju Zhao, could it be that the murderer deliberately lured He Xizhou here, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to carry out the assassination?"

"Well, from the current point of view, it is indeed possible." Zhao Guozhi crossed his arms and said involuntarily: "From the fact that He Xizhou hurriedly left the presidential suite of the star hotel and came to this small place, it can be seen that he It came with a purpose."

"And it's really abnormal to live in such a small hotel for such a long time."

"Maybe he's here to meet a friend, or he's here to make a deal."

"But..." Seeing that Zhao Guozhi said a lot, Lu Weiwei also stood up and said: "But we also searched He Xizhou's room just now, and found that he didn't seem to have anything other than some daily necessities. Could it be that he was the buyer? ?”

"Perhaps." Zhao Guozhi nodded silently, but also had some headaches: "The most important thing now is to find out how the murderer committed the crime to kill He Xizhou."

"I don't think it's hard." As soon as Zhao Guozhi finished speaking, Gu Chen replied directly.

Zhao Guozhi was stunned, and asked weakly: "Gu Chen, do you have a clue?"

"Based on the circumstances at the scene, there should be some, but now I need to go back to the murder scene for verification."

Although Gu Chen has deduced the general situation, but there is nothing that has passed the verification, so it is not easy to talk nonsense.

Zhao Guozhi nodded silently, and said directly: "Then follow what you said, let's go directly to the third floor."

……

……

Returning to the third floor, the police officers who stayed behind had already cordoned off the scene.

When Gu Chen arrived with Zhao Guozhi, everyone gave way to both sides of the road.

Stopping at the door, Gu Chen turned his head and asked one of the police officers, "Where are those masks?"

"After taking pictures and collecting evidence, we collected them here." The young policeman made room for a mask bag.

"Where's the bloody rope?" Gu Chen asked again.

"Here, keep everything." Another police officer also took out the evidence collection bag.

Gu Chen took the bloody rope first, and showed it in front of Zhao Guozhi: "Look, Bureau Zhao, this is a bloody rope."

"As for the places where we found blood in the secret room just now, there are only a few places."

Pointing to He Xizhou's corpse on the bed, and pointing to the bag of collected masks, Gu Chen said again: "One is He Xizhou's neck, where is the source of blood."

"The other one is the mouth area of ​​the mask. Almost every mask has some blood stains on the mouth area."

"Then add this bloody rope and combine these key points, what do you think will happen?"

……

(End of this chapter)