Adam understood what the weekend words meant: "I feel so too."

"A true master should not make such a serious mistake even if he ignores it. Judging from the way he commits the crime, this bastard seems to have practiced hundreds of times. Zhou, I called and asked a psychological portrait expert, and the conclusion was that this person could not portray."

"Can you imagine anything?"

Zhouzhang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "ye, Imagining and studying nuclear fission are my strengths." In fact, his answer was 'How could this be imagined?'.

The two of them stared at the report at the dining table next to the breakfast stall in a daze. Not only on weekends, but even Adam thought the case was strange.

"Have the hotel surveillance discovered something?" asked on weekends.

Adam shook his head: "Like the drowning case of Water Tower, the camera did not take any photos. This time, there was no strange behavior of the murdered person. The people living on the floor had checked it. No one had heard too special sounds, which means that the victim was subdued at the first time and had no chance to ask for help."

Bee, bee, bee.

Bee, bee, bee.

When Adam's phone rang, his face became more and more serious after answering the phone. The moment he hung up: "Zhou, we have to leave."

"Where to go? I'll take a vacation today!"

"One more died in the Cecil Hotel."

"**." I thought this hotel was very challenging on the weekend, and I suddenly felt that this hotel had become a trouble, but it was still a trouble that I couldn't get rid of even if I could not get rid of it.

“Get on the bus.”

On the weekend, I didn’t even have time to drink soy milk, so I threw down ten dollars and went straight to BMW who was parked on the side of the road.

Buzz.

After the car started, it drove out directly from Chinatown and headed all the way to the Cecil Hotel.

This time, more people gathered downstairs of Cecil Hotel. The Los Angeles Police Department directly sealed the entire hotel. The patrol officers from the branch nearest to the hotel arrived one after another. Even the people from the Western Bureau were at the scene. Most of these people were recording confessions to those living in the hotel. They also saw the f-boy car here on the weekend.

It's another f-boy, I don't have a good impression of this group of people on weekends.

bite.

After entering the hotel, the elevator door opened on the third floor. When Adam appeared on the weekend, it was not only the homicide department people on the floor who were handling the case, but two F-fiddle detectives were standing there.

"Adam is here."

The F-slex agent in a black suit stood in the passage on the third floor of the hotel. Forensic doctors and forensic departments were busy in the room. From time to time, someone walked out and walked back with the evidence sign.

"Yes, Adam was the most likely person to be transferred directly from the homicide department to the F-sister. Boss even waived the assessment..."

"It's a pity that he's already ruined."

An agent in his fifties and an agent in his thirties teased Adam in front of him in the corridor, not taking him seriously at all. He discovered that Adam was not taken seriously for the first time on the weekend.

"Why let them in? This is our case."

"Young man, you're wrong. It's time to prove that the so-called "No. 1 Detective in Los Angeles" is just a guy with a reputation. I bet you that if he can solve the case before me..." The older white patrolman thought for a while before saying, "I ran naked."

Adam and the weekend just walked past them, and at that time, Adam said coldly: "I bet with you, you win, I run naked."
Chapter completed!