"Manager, when you sent Painter Yin back yesterday, was there anything unusual about him?" When he turned around, there was no one in the bathroom. It turned out that Gu Qing and Pei Feng couldn't stand it anymore and ran outside. As for the manager, he accompanied them.

At the door of the room, I no longer wanted to come in.

Helplessly, Lin Jinghao could only walk out of the room again.

"I sent Painter Yin to the door yesterday and was about to leave. He suddenly stopped me and asked me to bring him two boxes of red wine. I asked him what price he wanted? He said he was using it for bathing, not too much.

It was expensive, and then I entered the room, and I thought to myself that this artist's hobbies were different. When I looked at him, he was in a very good mood, and he was even humming a song."

Just as Lin Jinghao was about to continue asking, the manager shouted behind him.

"Here, Xiao Lin, come here quickly and tell me how you found Painter Yin's body this morning?" As the manager was talking, a waitress came over from the stairs, and he quickly called to her.

"Aren't you the waitress at the restaurant yesterday?" Even though she had changed her clothes, with her beautiful appearance and figure, Gu Qing could still recognize this woman at a glance. She was the waitress who Yin Jie had complained about yesterday.

"Yes, it was just her third day at work yesterday. Wasn't Painter Yin dissatisfied with her? I temporarily moved her to the guest room. By the way, she also brought the red wine last night." The manager explained.

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"It seems that you and Painter Yin are really destined," Pei Feng said suddenly from behind.

"Who is destined to him? Thank God, officer, you can't make such a joke." The waitress was already a little nervous, but after hearing Pei Feng's words, her face suddenly turned pale.

"Pei Feng, be careful with your words." Lin Jinghao saw that he was really frightened and quickly spoke to stop him.

"Let's talk about the red wine delivery last night." After a while, Lin Jinghao saw that the waitress seemed to have calmed down and continued his inquiry.

"It was midnight last night, and the manager insisted that I bring two boxes of red wine to room 1811, so I pushed two boxes of red wine up on the dining cart. If I had known it was the painter, I wouldn't have come here." The waitress said, feeling suddenly emotional.

Got excited.

"That painter Yin is a lunatic. When he saw me, he sat there without moving and asked me to come into the room and pour all the two boxes of red wine into the bathtub for him. I didn't agree, so he said

He wanted to complain to me again and made me unable to stay in the guest room, so I had no choice but to follow his instructions, cover the bathtub lid, and pour the red wine into the bathtub."

"What was Painter Yin doing while you were pouring the wine?"

"He was painting on the canvas and seemed very excited."

"Did you see what he was drawing?"

"Who cares to look at what he drew? I poured the wine and left immediately."

"When was that time?"

"When the manager asked me to deliver the wine, I looked at the time. It should be around 10:30. When I came out, it should be around 11." The waitress answered fluently and seemed to have a very clear mind.

"Then when did you find the body in the morning?"

"In the morning, the manager asked me to clean the guest room again. I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it. The room was also locked with a chain.

I checked in. I smelled a strong smell of alcohol inside, and I couldn't hear anyone moving inside. I was afraid something might happen, so I went downstairs and asked the front desk to call the room. After calling several times, no one answered, so the manager called

Ask the security guard to go up to the room with me and have a look. Who knows, open the door and take a look..."

"Why do you think something will happen?" Pei Feng interrupted and asked.

"Oh, last night, the customer who lived downstairs complained to us several times, saying that the man upstairs didn't know what he was doing, yelled, and kept jumping up and down on the floor like crazy.

Fortunately, thunder and lightning blocked the sound, so no one called me again."

"Then when you went to knock on the door this morning, what time was it?"

"We start cleaning the guest rooms at nine o'clock in the morning." This time it was the manager who answered.

"You go back first, we will come back to you if there are any problems."

"Gu Qing, Pei Feng, you go first and ask what the customers next to and downstairs know." Lin Jinghao glanced at his men and ordered.

The corridor became deserted again, and Lin Jinghao began to slowly collect his thoughts. It seemed that this case seemed to be a little complicated. The waitress said that the room in the morning was chained. After entering the room, he saw the window.

It's locked. If Painter Yin committed suicide, then the case becomes simpler. If not, it becomes a secret room murder that is difficult to crack. But judging from the words of the manager and the waitress, Yin

The artist was extremely excited that night, so he probably did not have the conditions to commit suicide.

While thinking about it, Lin Jinghao walked into the room again. The room was as messy as if a carnival had just ended. Except for Pang Shao's painting, which stood there quietly, there was nothing else.

Things are upright, and even the paintings painted on the walls are staggered. I don't know what he is painting. I just feel that the colors are messy and colorful, as if he wants to express something, but it makes people feel like they are falling into the clouds.

"Lin Suo, you can ask someone to drag the body away for further examination." Xia Mingyue walked out of the bathroom with an indifferent expression. It could be seen that she was obviously mentally disturbed today, and there was no trace of trace on her face.

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"Yeah, I came right after I received your call. There was no one guarding the door. However, I checked and there are surveillance cameras installed in the corridor. If anyone comes in, I can tell by looking at the surveillance cameras.

Chu."

Lin Jinghao finished the phone call while listening to Xia Mingyue's Chen Xu. He became more and more appreciative of this woman who seemed indifferent to everything on the surface. Only she could understand what he wanted to know.

"Have you found any abnormalities so far?" Lin Jinghao wanted to know the forensic doctor's preliminary opinion.

"Preliminary testing shows that the deceased died of drowning. On the surface, it seems that he committed suicide."

"Forensic Doctor Xia, drowning in the bathtub or committing suicide, isn't it a bit too far-fetched?" Lin Jinghao frowned, this answer somewhat disappointed him.

"Judging from the evidence at the scene, the doors and windows were all broken, and there were no superficial injuries on the body of the deceased. I just heard from you that when the first waitress who discovered the deceased came in in the morning, even the door was chained.

.So, if it is said that he killed him, it is not possible at all.

There is enough evidence. If there is any, it is a very complicated secret room murder, so it will be very difficult for us to detect it."

"Yeah, I hope it wasn't his murder." Lin Jinghao sighed, as if to express his helplessness.

"Can you open the window now?" Lin Jinghao walked to the window. The air in the room was really depressing.

"I have collected fingerprints in the entire room, and you can open the window. But Lin, don't forget, it rained heavily last night. Even if there is any evidence, I'm afraid it will be washed away by the rain."

Lin Jinghao nodded. This woman was like a roundworm in his stomach. She could definitely think of whatever he was thinking.

However, he still walked to the window, opened the latch, and pushed open the window. A burst of fresh air blew in. He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath of fresh air. The smell in the room was really pleasant.

It's unbearable.

"Lin Suo, we have already inquired about the residents. Except for the two rooms at the entrance of the corridor, the rest of the 18th floor is empty. The residents basically reported that they did not hear any sounds or see anything.

Come to some stranger."

"A resident of Room 1711 on the 17th floor reported that Painter Yin upstairs basically made a fuss all night yesterday, and it wasn't until a heavy rainstorm that he stopped making noises. He complained several times, and no one at the front desk took care of him.

"Others, there's nothing else." Gu Qing followed Pei Feng and walked in.

"Ask them to go through the formalities first if they want to check out, and leave their phone number so that we can contact them in the future." As Lin Jinghao expected, there is usually nothing valuable to discover from this kind of inquiry.

It's all just routine.

The body bearers came. They drained the water in the bathtub, put Painter Yin's body into a black bag and carried it away.

"Seal the scene, let's go." Lin Jinghao sighed, he truly felt sorry for Yin Jie's death.

"What should I do with this painting?" As everyone was about to leave, Pei Feng suddenly pointed to the painting in the center of the room and asked. Looking back, the young master of the Pang family in the painting seemed to be smiling at everyone.

"You damn Pei Feng, you want to keep your aunt awake tonight." Gu Qing turned around and shuddered, and couldn't help but curse.

"Wait a minute, look what's in the bathtub?" Xia Mingyue's voice came from the bathroom. It seems that this woman still doesn't give up. She must have discovered something new.

There was no Yin Jie's body in the bathtub, and there was no bloody liquid. Only a few small pieces of paper, almost invisible to the naked eye, were left at the bottom of the bathtub, lying there alone.

"Help me find out, is there such a piece of paper in a red wine bottle?" Xia Mingyue's voice was excited and urgent, as if she had discovered a new world.

Twelve red wine bottles lay staggered on the ground, and were picked up one by one by Lin Jinghao and others.

"This one has it on it," Gu Qing shouted while holding a red wine bottle in his hand, while making gestures to take it off with his hands.

"It's poisonous, don't touch it!" Xia Mingyue rushed forward and snatched the bottle from Gu Qing's hand.
Chapter completed!