I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 156 Guests (2)

Qin Che was stunned.

Wendy closed her eyes, waved her hands wildly, and cried, "Don't look! Don't look!"

Qin Che, who came back to his senses, helped her fasten the belt on the bathrobe, then sighed softly, and sat beside Wendy.

After an unknown amount of time, Wendy stopped crying, opened her eyes and looked at the sad Qin Che, sobbing, "Mr. Investigator..."

"Is this the baby's handprint?" Qin Che asked, "How did you get it?"

"I don't know, I don't know..." Wendy closed her eyes in pain, kept shaking her head, and kept saying the three words "I don't know".

Did she really not know, or was she hiding it?

The baby's handprints, and the teeth marks on the body.

Just as Qin Che was thinking, Wendy fell into a drowsy sleep.

In her sleep, she still sobbed from time to time, thinking about how much psychological shadow this incident had left on this 18-year-old girl, maybe even less than 18 years old.

Qin Che untied her belt, rubbed the bloody handprints, and found that the bloody handprints seemed to exist on Wendy's skin and could not be rubbed off at all.

So, does she take a bath all the time?

Qin Che took out the satellite phone and took a few photos of bloody handprints and a photo of the right chest teeth print.

He carefully looked at the string of teeth marks on Wendy's body.

This tooth mark seems a little too small.

Subconsciously, he wanted to open his mouth to bite Wendy's body, but he held back. Instead, he opened his sleeve and bit hard on his right hand.

Then I stretched out my right hand to Wendy's side for comparison, and the tooth marks were indeed much smaller than those made by Qin Che's bite.

Therefore, the bloody fingerprints and teeth marks should be left by the same child.

Qin Che recalled the guest list, there seemed to be no children on it, and the youngest one should be Wendy.

Could it be an experimental subject?

Such an idea suddenly popped up in Qin Che's mind.

The Twilight Mansion also has a basement, which is still two floors, which is similar to the second ward of the Clopree Asylum before.

Immediately, he shook his head again. Normally, except for the three members of Baron Wilson's family and the waiters, almost no outsiders came to the Twilight Mansion.

Qin Che sighed softly, and was about to ask other guests. Immediately, he walked into the bedroom, and directly covered Wendy with a stack of quilts on the bed.

Just as he was about to leave, the closed door suddenly caught his attention.

"When I took out the quilt just now, didn't you close the door?"

His eyes fell on the doorknob of the bedroom, recalling how he looked when he went in to get the quilt just now.

Indeed, he was holding the quilt with both hands in front of him, and he didn't have any extra hands to close the door!

Qin Che began to get nervous.

His eyes were fixed on the doorknob of the bedroom. I don't know how long it took, 1 minute, or 3 minutes?

The silver-white doorknob began to turn slowly, and then the bedroom door swung open.

The bedroom was pitch black, and a small black figure stood motionless at the door.

Qin Che's heart tightened.

Is that the biting kid?

Even with the Eye of Dark Night, he still couldn't see the child's appearance clearly.

He glanced at the living room switch on the wall from the corner of his eye, then stared at the black figure, and began to move slowly towards the switch.

Qin Che bravely moved to the wall, only to see the black shadow still standing at the door of the bedroom.

He reached out, put his hand on the switch, and pressed lightly.

The living room suddenly went dark.

The black figure at the door disappeared, and appeared next to the TV in the living room as if teleported.

Qin Che blinked and turned on the living room light again.

There was nothing next to the TV, and the black figure was still standing at the door of the bedroom.

pat-

The living room was dark again.

This time, the black shadow appeared beside the coffee table.

Qin Che seemed to have seen something terrible, and pressed the switch again.

It went back to the bedroom door.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

Qin Che kept pressing it to write it down.

Finally, that little black figure appeared in front of Qin Che, raised its head, and stared at Qin Che bleakly.

Although Qin Che knew that this guy would suddenly appear in front of him, he was still taken aback. He yelled "Damn!", and kicked him out.

What he didn't want to kick was purely a stress reaction when he was frightened.

After hearing a muffled sound, the black shadow flew out.

Qin Che secretly thought it was bad, and hastily turned on the light in the living room.

The black shadow that was supposed to be standing at the door of the bedroom was nowhere to be seen.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

No matter how he pressed it, the little black shadow never appeared again.

Qin Che had no choice but to not give up, and searched around in room 206 again to make sure that the black shadow had left, and then walked out of Wendy's room with some regret.

At this time, the black-haired man who went to 203 had already come out.

He was leaning against the wall and smoking, the ash flicking casually on the expensive red carpet.

He glanced up at Qin Che who had just walked out of 206, ignored him, walked directly to the door of 205, and knocked on the door.

Soon, the guest living in 205 opened the door, and a short, tired-looking man appeared in the door frame.

"How many times have I said that! I need a break! Leave me alone!"

He was very thin, with sunken eye sockets, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long, long time, giving Qin Che the feeling that he was an addict.

"I am a municipal investigator, please cooperate with my work." The black-haired man said calmly.

"Municipal investigator, right?" The short man smiled coldly, "Do you believe that I can make you lose your job with just one phone call?"

"Oh?" The black-haired man suddenly laughed, "Do you believe that I can kill you with one punch?"

The short man froze for a moment, subconsciously took two steps back, and immediately closed the door.

The black-haired man seemed to have known that he would do this a long time ago. He stretched out his foot to touch the door, and forced half his body to get in. Qin Che was not in a daze when he saw this, and rushed straight up to kick the door open.

The little man was so thin that he had almost no strength.

With such a kick by Qin Che, he who was firmly against the door of the house was directly bounced away by the force from the door.

"Bastard! I will definitely sue you! You just wait for the lawyer's letter!" The short man fell to the ground and stared fiercely at the two people standing at the door.

"Whatever you want." The black-haired man shrugged, and then walked in directly.

There was no light turned on inside, it was dark, and a strange fragrance permeated the entire room.

Qin Che pointed to the instruments on the table in the living room, and asked, "What is that?"

"So this guy is taking drugs!" The black-haired man walked to the table and checked the device. "The device for taking drugs, if I remember correctly, he should be the secretary of a congressman."

Just as Qin Che and the black-haired man were focusing on the drug device, the short man sneaked out.

Qin Che had heard his movements a long time ago, and threw out a brick with a blank expression, and it hit him right on the head.

Hearing a crackling sound, the short man fell at the door of 205.

This scene happened to be seen by Yu Haiwei who had just walked out of Room 204.

He immediately shouted: "No, we can't do it!"

"I didn't kill him again." The black-haired man came out with a displeased face, squatted down, checked the short man's injuries, and said, "He fainted, I guess a light slap can knock him out past."

As he said that, he took a deep breath and said, "Clock it up for interrogation. I think this case has a lot to do with him."

(End of this chapter)