"Lan Ke'er, I'm happy to know you." Okabaya said with a smile to the nervous girl standing in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Lan Ke'er looked at Okata in surprise and said in an ear: "You know how to speak Chinese? Are you Chinese?"

"Well, you can understand this way. I am an authentic Chinese, but I was born in Japan and then settled in the United States." Okabata thought for a while and briefly introduced her identity, because this could reduce her vigilance and bring the distance between the two closer.

Now Okata only hopes that his murder will not be exposed at this time, otherwise he will face a double-sided blow from the Black-clothed organization and the police. At that time, even if he had a certain popularity in Japan, it would be useless in front of the law and these killers who killed people without blinking.

Now that the girl's mood has basically stabilized, the next step is easy!

Ogata must deal with the body as soon as possible, otherwise someone calls a ladder or the security guards responsible for surveillance and video discover the situation here, which is bad.

Lan Ke'er, who was standing opposite, was also in a complicated mood. Her mind was very confused. She never expected that when she came to the elevator, she encountered such a thing. Recently, due to her studies and family reasons, she was under great pressure. Now, seeing the blood dyed on the floor and the dead body lying on the ground, she felt like her nerves were about to collapse.

Fortunately, this young-looking police officer is a handsome guy who looks gentle and kind.

And more importantly, in this foreign country, she can meet a Chinese and communicate with her familiar native language. It is a sense of intimacy between compatriots.

Before she knew it, she dispelled her fear and panic, and faced the body calmly, and the young police officer standing in front of her.

"Can you help me hold this button?" Okay looked at Lan Ke'er, signaled her to come over, and pressed the indicator button that kept the elevator door open.

After hearing his explanation, Lan Ke'er nodded obediently. She was still afraid to look at the blood and the corpse, and stretched out her palm sideways to press the elevator buttons pointed at by Okata.

Okatsu returned to the elevator and glanced at Cohen's corpse. At this time, the completely holed blood hole on his neck had gradually dried up and no longer bleeding. His eyes were wide open, as if he had a corpse appearance that would retain his symptoms and expression after death.

He gently stretched out his hand and took the baseball cap that Cohen had dropped on the side, then covered his face with a solid expression.

Immediately afterwards, Ogata stood up and took off the coat he was wearing, a black wool coat.

In the shirt, Okata lowered his waist again and gently wrapped Cohen's body with the coat, making the horror atmosphere that could not be dispelled in the elevator seem to have slowed down a lot.

Because I was busy dealing with Lan Ke'er just now, I ignored one thing and he only did it now.

Okara took out a box of cigarettes, a lighter, room card, and a very ordinary mobile phone from Cohen's pocket.

He took his cell phone and quickly checked the list of contacts in Cohen's phone number. If possible, Okata must use this guy's contact network to find out the details of other members of the black organization.

But it was not unexpected to Yuba, just like that bastard Gin. There was no contact inside, and it was completely empty!

Moreover, the call records and text messages seemed to have been deliberately processed by him, and no clues were left behind.

Okabata thought about it and said that time was limited, so he could not hold on like this.

"Do you know what the phone number at the hotel front desk?" Okata looked at Lan Ke'er who had not made any noise.

Lan Ke'er fumbled through her pocket for a while, then took out a business card.

"Read it for me." Okabaya said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Lan Ke'er did not refuse and read the set of phone numbers on the hotel's business card to Okata clearly.

After writing down the latter, he immediately used Cohen's cell phone to dial the phone number of the hotel front desk.

"Hey? Hello, do you need any help?" Soon, the phone call that Okara had heard the black receptionist's voice before.

"I picked up a mobile phone in the elevator. I want to know the number of this mobile phone, have the hotel registered, and which room it belongs to? I want to send the mobile phone now and return it to the original owner." Okabaya said calmly.

Hearing this, the black receptionist was stunned and then said, "That's it, sir... wait a moment, I'll check it out for you."

Okata was waiting for her query results. He knew that he was betting on this guy named "Cohen". When booking a hotel room, he used the phone card in his cell phone now.

If there is registration in the hotel, you can follow the clues and find this guy's room.

"Hello, sir, I found it for you... This mobile phone number has indeed been registered in this hotel, and the room number is 1704. If the owner of the room is not here, it is recommended that you hand over the phone to our front desk and we will return it to the owner of the room." The black receptionist said politely on the phone.

Okata smiled and replied, "Well, I will. If I didn't contact him, I will hand over my phone back to you as soon as possible. Nothing is going to happen, goodbye." After that, he hung up the phone.

Suddenly, he noticed Lan Ke'er, who had been pressing the elevator door buttons for him. His face changed at this time and his eyes looked at him with something wrong.

"What's wrong?" Okaba asked directly.

Lan Ke'er's nervous lips trembled: "Are you really a policeman?"

Hearing her words, Okabaya couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This little girl was not stupid. She should have noticed some clues through the phone call she called the front desk just now.

But he will never allow it now, things have changed.

"Believe me." Okata stared at Lan Ke'er and said sincerely.

God gave Okata a decent face, and he usually acted as a forensic doctor who helped the police solve the case. He had developed a special temperament. So between a few short words, he still produced a convincing power.

"But......"

"I will deal with the corpse as soon as possible. In order not to alarm the snake and alarm his other companions, I can only temporarily arrange this corpse in the hotel room that this guy booked before his death." Okata explained patiently to Lan Ke'er, because now he needs the absolute trust of this girl.

And Lan Keer

After convinced her again, Okara lifted the elevator to the 17th floor.

He asked Lan Ke'er to go to the corridor on the 17th floor to see if there were anyone else in it, during the process she confirmed.

Okata called out the figure of "Saowei" from the depths of his palm. The silver-white scalpel that helped him overcome many crises and difficulties appeared in his sight.

Lan Ke'er was not there at this time. If she saw the scalpel running out of Okaga's body, she would definitely be scared.

"Zaowei, help me clean up the scene!" Okayama issued an order directly.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Wei, who reached a communication bridge with Okaga's heart, acted as a soul medium to drive the scalpel to the pool of blood on the ground.

When the tip of the scalpel touched the almost solidified blood, it trembled quickly, and an invisible wave overflowed towards a small range. Suddenly, the originally static blood water was like boiling boiling water...

Gangqi!

Xu Fang's hand uses a line condensed by the qi to pull the scalpel. The scalpel converts the released qi into a large number of hot melt characteristics.

Huh.hiss...

In the sight, the boiling blood turned into wisps of red mist. With a rotten odor, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the hot ground and the pungent smell that had not dissipated.

When Lan Ke'er came back, she could no longer see the big pool of blood on the ground.

Before she could ask, Ogata took the initiative to speak, "How is it? Is there anyone on this floor?"

Lan Ke'er shook her head: "I heard no movement at all, and no one appeared in the corridor."

"Yeah." Okabaya smiled slightly and nodded in understanding.

Then he walked towards the body covered by the windbreaker, stretched out an arm, and drove it hard. Looking at the dead body that was more than 100 kilograms, it was a little surprised that Lan Ke'er was a little surprised.

You should know that the Ogata she saw was well-proportioned but not strong. It was really hard to imagine that he would have such great strength.

"Let's go." Okayama walked in front with the body, while Lan Ke'er followed behind him, and the two walked towards the corridor of the 17th floor hotel.

Along the way, in order to prevent the corpse's shoes from dragging the ground, Okabaya almost let it lie on himself. It was like he was supporting a drunk man who had lost consciousness and had collapsed on him.

Doing this naturally made Lan Ke'er avoid it. Because she never dared to face it, it was a corpse.

Come to room No. 1704!

Okata knocked on the door tentatively, but no one responded.

The reason why he was so bold that he came directly to the black-clothed party, most members would choose to live on the floor to hide the bodies because these guys were all self-proclaimed smart people, and they would never suspect that their companions would die under their noses.

Moreover, Ogata believes that the party will be held tomorrow, so it is possible that a small number of members have not arrived yet. So if Cohen does not appear in a short period of time, there should be no problem.

Okara opened the door to the hotel room with Cohen's room card.

He dragged the body and walked into the hotel with Lan Keer, the most expensive luxury room.

Seeing that no one noticed them, Okara quickly closed the door.

Lan Keer looked at him nervously, as if she realized something. She was a little scared and asked, "... Can I leave?"

"Yes." Okata nodded slowly.

Lan Ke'er felt relieved and she had just gone to open the door.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't tell others." Okabaya looked at her back and finally reminded. As a Chinese girl, his murderous idea has reached the lowest point.

But it does not mean that because she is Chinese, she will let her go after doing things that affect the overall situation. So before she left, Okara secretly posted a wiretap talisman on her body when she was in close contact.

He just hopes that this girl is really tight-lipped and does not do extra things.

Lan Keer nodded slightly.

Seeing that she was very obedient, Okara watched her leave here calmly.

......

Walking out of the room, Lan Keer's face turned pale. When she recalled the scenes that had happened before, she felt that she had experienced a terrible disaster.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't tell anyone else."

When Lan Ke'er recalled what the young police officer said and his meaningful eyes, she was covered in sweat in her palms.

At the last moment, she caught a trace of coldness from the other person's eyes.

It seems like the chill that makes people fall into the abyss!

Lan Ke'er breathed hard, and the more she thought about it, the worse it was.

Gradually I realized that I was deceived by this man... because he was not a policeman at all, how could a policeman hide his body secretly and warn her not to call the police?

Moreover, even if he is a policeman, can he kill people at will?
To be continued...