I have special communication skills

Chapter 200 Getting Help
After watching the must-see show of affection every day, Xiao Huangji couldn't help feeling: "You guys are so nasty."

"This is so gross." Yang Mianmian felt that she had stepped out of the sticky relationship process before, and now she has made great progress!

You must know that during the period when she came back from the desert, the two of them were conjoined twins, basically never separated, even if they were separated, Jing Chu would not let her out of his sight.

It seems that as long as you blink, you will be afraid that the other party will disappear.If you haven't experienced such a disturbed mood, you will never be able to feel it.

In contrast, they have almost entered the old couple mode now.

"Old couple, old wives..." Xiao Huangji felt that there was so much to talk about, so let's give up this topic, it's too difficult, couples in love will never know how nasty they are, so it wisely changed the subject, "Let's talk about it Do you think there is a clue in this case?"

Yang Mianmian said regretfully: "There are still too few clues. Do you think the murderer will still be in this hotel?"

"I think it's very possible." Yang Xiaoyang finally emerged after being silent for a long time, "To be honest, we didn't taste the strange smell of the water, did we?"

Yang Mianmian suddenly had goosebumps all over her body: "Don't talk about this, I feel sick."

"It's disgusting and it's not pregnancy." Yang Xiaoyang didn't take it seriously. "Actually, I just listened carefully. The woman said that the strange smell is purely because her water pipes are rusted. It has nothing to do with the water tank. It's just a coincidence."

"If that's the case... you mean the body has just been dumped into the water tank?" Yang Mianmian was startled, "Let's go to the water tank and ask."

"It's all sealed up by the police, we can ask the water pipes to ask."

The water pipe said that it was very happy to accept this crucial commission, and within a minute there was an echo: "The water tank said that someone came to throw the body into it last night."

That also means that the murderer decided to dump the body for some reason.

"Could it be because of me?" Yang Mianmian, as a severe patient with accident constitution, has deeply doubted her own life.

"Please don't be narcissistic_(:з"∠)_"

In any case, at least it was confirmed that the murderer was most likely still in the hotel, which made Yang Mianmian extremely excited, wishing to dig three feet to dig him out immediately.

She rubbed her hands, ran back to the room impatiently, and announced loudly: "Everyone be quiet, listen to me, I mean you! It's you, don't gossip about the TV, and you, don't listen to the corner next door." Now, I'm talking to you!"

"What are you doing?"

"what do you want to say?"

"The sun is so bright today, I want to sleep!"

"Wow, that beauty next door has such a hot body!"

"Let me tell you, let me tell you, there are threesomes in the room at the far end of the corridor!"

Yang Mianmian: "..." My heart is so tired.

Suddenly, I really miss the time when everyone in Nancheng responded to everyone. At that time, she only had to say "Everyone help me" and there were many friends who would call for friends to help, and it was easy to search all over Nancheng.

Now it is so difficult to ask for help from a hotel, the treatment is simply heaven and earth.

After tossing about for more than ten minutes, everyone still couldn't calm down. Yang Mianmian lay weakly on the bed, unhappy: "Okay, just listen to what I have to say, there should be a murderer hiding in this hotel, It was the one who killed the girl in the water tank. If you have any clues, or your friends have any clues, please tell me, any time is fine, thank you everyone..."

No one pays attention to her.

Sure enough, it is a place where I am not familiar with, so it is much more difficult to ask everyone to help than in China. Or, do domestic friends follow suit and prefer to watch the excitement?

"They're unreliable. We'll have to rely on ourselves. I'll go find Bob." Yang Mianmian was depressed for a while, but soon cheered up. As a well-known screenwriter, it's better for Bob to search for information than She said it would be more reliable to find the murderer.

Not to mention, her status as a foreigner is very inconvenient no matter what she does. At least she doesn't run into a wall once or twice. The better ones are just pretending not to understand, and more violent people will point at her directly. scold.

In contrast, Bob is really too sweet and amiable.

Hearing her intention of coming, Bob was also very interested. He first made a sorry expression: "Although I am very sorry about your friend's matter, it is true that she has brought me a different inspiration."

"I can understand, I also met people like this when I was filming in China." Bob like that is nothing, she doesn't even know how many people she has seen.

And for others, Hu Lan's death is just a matter of talk, everyone only cares about their own affairs, just like the people in the hotel don't care how Hu Lan died at all, they only care about whether they drank and soaked the body of water.

The world is hot and cold, that's how it is.

Bob is willing to help, and Yang Mianmian is already very happy.

Not only that, but Bob and the hotel manager were still high school classmates. It was during a chat that Bob had the idea of ​​writing the Black Dahlia script.

"I want to write a story about the reappearance of the black dahlia. It is about a girl who found the truth more than 70 years after Elizabeth died." I couldn't find inspiration for a long time, so I thought about moving to a hotel to see if I could hear something interesting.

However, Hu Lan's death seemed to be guiding him a way in the dark. Thinking of this, Bob couldn't help having an extremely absurd idea. Could it be that God was implying him to help this poor girl find the murderer?Or, the secret of the death of the Black Dahlia can also be revealed by this opportunity?

If Yang Mianmian knew, she would definitely complain. Screenwriters these days have too much brains.But wait until the matter is over and think about it again, this is not a brain hole, it is clearly a beast-like sixth sense.

While the two were chatting, they had already arrived at the manager's office. He was busy answering the phone, and he didn't see them at all. After he hung up the phone and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, Bob shrugged and smiled: "It seems that we are here." Not the time, Arthur."

"Oh, don't mention it." Arthur was tortured beyond recognition, "How could such a thing happen! Now the reporters from the newspaper office are rushing over, asking if the murderer of the black dahlia has appeared, how is this possible! Everyone is dead It's been so many years."

Bob spread his hands: "I think they have always regarded this as a supernatural event." He didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to his intention, "Arthur, I have an inspiration now, it depends on whether you are willing to help me .”

Arthur smiled bitterly: "There's nothing wrong with it, but I've already given you all the information I have, so I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help you."

Bob glanced at Yang Mianmian, she was not polite, and asked: "Manager, I would like to ask you a favor, can you let me have a look at the list of people who checked in at the hotel yesterday?"

This matter was not difficult, Arthur hesitated for a while and agreed, but told them not to disclose it, Yang Mianmian agreed, and asked for the list of hotel staff, intending to look through to see if he could find any clues.

Bob rummaged through the materials with her, and expressed emotion from time to time: "It's really surprising that someone has lived in the hotel for ten years. I heard that someone lived here until he died of illness, and I thought it was Fake."

"What disease died?" Yang Mianmian asked casually.

Bob said: "There is an old employee in the hotel who has been here for more than 30 years. He said that it was about 30 years ago. He just came here to work. One day the tenant complained that there was a strange smell in a room. He After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no answer, so I took the key to open the door and went in to see that the corpses inside were all rotten, covered with bugs, and the bones were exposed."

When he said these words, he didn't realize that this was the first scene of the movie "Scarlet Twins". The literal translation of the original movie title should be "Two Flowers Dyeing Blood". The character named by Bo based on Hu Lan is called "Lily".

But these are later stories.

At that time, Yang Mianmian did find interest here, and asked: "And then?"

"The hotel staff collected the body, but they still didn't know who the deceased was, and he didn't leave any recognizable items, because the room was in the most inconspicuous corner at the end of the corridor, and the hotel later vacated it as a The utility room has never been put into use again.”

"Which room?"

"14-44."

"It's really not an auspicious number."

Bob smiled: "Is it a taboo for you Orientals?"

"Yes." Yang Mianmian had already read all the lists, but she was a little disappointed that she couldn't find any clues from the English words that looked like ghostly symbols.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the door of the room suddenly said: "The resident of room 14-44 is a very strange person. I only heard about it from the previous seniors, but we are all too new. When we arrived, then The side has long been inhabited, but I heard that a strange oriental man stayed there for a while before, and everyone said he dug up some treasures in it."

Yang Mianmian was startled, and immediately sat up straight, without bothering to explain to Bob: "Since it's so interesting, I'll go there and have a look, and relax my eyes."

Bob also put away the information at hand: "Then you go, I just have a little inspiration, if you still need any help, you are welcome to come to me."

"Thank you." Yang Mianmian was very grateful for such selfless help from strangers.

14-44 has long since ceased to exist, and the house number ended at 1443. At the bottom of the corridor is a dusty utility room, in which there are messy piles of tables, chairs, signs, discarded sheets, etc.

"I think I'm looking for a crown in the Room of Requirement." Facing the utility room with several layers of dust, Yang Mianmian felt deeply powerless.

(End of this chapter)