Chen Yihan did not answer Nangong Yao's words.

I couldn't tell the look of both of them, and Chen Xiaoqiu's face was as confused as everyone else.

Chen Yihan stood up, "Since you can't help, let's get here today."

Chen Yihan, the real party involved, is leaving, and we cannot continue to stay.

Gu Mo waved his hand and said goodbye to us. He turned around and put on his headphones and went to watch videos on the web. Nangong Yao was more like a master and even sent us to the door of the suite.

Chen Yihan walked in front, and I intended to fall to the end and looked at Nangong Yao.

Compared to Gu Mo, Nangong Yao probably knows more things. In terms of personality alone, Nangong Yao also seems to be more reliable than Gu Mo.

"Either get used to it or die." Nangong Yao suddenly said this to me.

I felt cold in my heart and I instantly understood the meaning of Nangong Yao's words.

Gu Mo also said similar words to me, but Gu Mo reminded me not to commit suicide.

"Is that place... very dangerous?" I asked.

Nangong Yao pushed his glasses, "I can't explain it clearly. But in any case, it's not a safe place."

I saw the thin man and the fat man stop in the corridor, looked back at me, and said goodbye to Nangong Yao.

The atmosphere in the office was a little silent for the next two days.

The case of Junli Hotel was at a deadlock. According to Chen Xiaoqiu, the government intends to close the case by suicide and accident, but now it is just to wait for public opinion to calm down and to quietly pass on the matter.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with closing the case like this.

The two men were indeed killed by suicide and the other died by accident. Even if there was a murderer, the police would not be the murderer who could find out and bring it to justice.

"Does the State Bureau of Investigation for Special Events?" The thin man asked nonsense.

Chen Xiaoqiu was stunned by the question.

Guo Yujie said hesitantly: "It's impossible... it's not a movie."

"But, there should be many people who know about this kind of thing." The fat man stood on the side of the thin man.

"If you say that, the country should have built a Feng Shui bureau long ago, or simply retained the ancient Imperial Heaven Supervision." Guo Yujie complained.

"The Imperial Heavenly Prison did not do these things in ancient times," Chen Xiaoqiu corrected. "As far as I know, our country does not have such an institution, and it is impossible to have it."

The thin man looked disappointed.

"If officials believe in these things, they will not come to the table. Our environment is different from that in foreign countries." The fat man sighed.

"Will the Minqing Municipal Government invite someone to come and see?" Guo Yujie asked.

"It's probably impossible." Chen Xiaoqiu shook his head.

Even if an official does this kind of thing, he will not promote it with great fanfare.

The mainstream value is to break feudal superstition. Even if you believe in religion, it is not a belief in metaphysics.

The thin man always feels a sense of regret that he cannot watch it. He may also feel uneasy and feels weak in his spirits if he cannot get the protection of the state's public power.

"This matter has no direct contact with us. It would be fine if Chen Yihan went through the motions." I sat in the passenger seat and said to the thin man.

The fat man drove the car and said, "There is always a basis for Nangong Yao to say that, right? The Chen family may be even stronger than we thought before. The background is strong enough, and we are not afraid of these things."

"I'm not worried about Chen Yihan. He is a police chief, young and promising, what do you want me to worry about?" The thin man curled his lips, "I'm more worried about myself..."

"Don't you know that kind of institution on the first day?" I looked back at him, "If there were any, I would have come to the sixth village of Gongnong Village to solve the problem of Qingye long ago?"

"That's different." The thin man shook his head, "Ye Qing killed only one person, and the government has not alarmed. This time it's a big deal."

"You're so responsive. Do you have to be afraid of being like this?" I looked at the thin man in confusion.

The thin man was not afraid of being like this when he experienced the things between Kimono and Xiao Tianci. Later, he heard me telling Aoye's archives and dreams, but he was not so nervous.

No matter how weird the Junli Hotel is, can it be so weird that it is so weird? How many people who die can be killed by the "game"?

The thin man scratched his head, "I don't know, I just feel so panicked. Alas!" He suddenly covered his eyes, "and his eyelids began to hop."

"The left eye twitches, the right eye twitches. You are the left eye." The fat man glanced at the rearview mirror.

The thin man covered his left eye and said, "Are you going to make money? I just bought the lottery yesterday."

When I got home from get off work, the thin man started to browse messages in the group. When I saw it, I couldn't help but be happy.

I don’t know if the skinny man won the lottery ticket. When he went home, the two hundred dollars in his pocket were stolen.

"The left eye twitching wealth is not about wealth, but wealth jumped out!" The thin man posted several pictures of roaring and crying.

At the beginning of Guo Yujie, the fat man and I lined up to make a mocking expression.

This good mood lasted until supper.

I saw the report in the evening news that another person died in Junli Hotel, and the rice bowl and chopsticks in my hand became heavier.

"This seems to be the third one, right?" My parents sighed, and were still a little worried.

My sister was just surprised, "Is there an accident in the construction?"

"I don't know. The two before seemed to have committed suicide." Mom replied.

The news is just a quick message, not telling in detail what happened to the deceased.

After dinner, I watched the news and found that the news on the Internet was already flying all over the sky.

The previous scaffolding suicide has caused uproar among the masses and nationwide discussions. In this era when the Internet has reached its peak, amazing local news can spread throughout the country in a flash.

The third time that the Junli Hotel was dead, it was because it added another handful of firewood to the already hot topic.

However, what happened to this third deceased is that everyone is spreading news randomly.

I asked Chen Xiaoqiu in the group, she hadn't heard anything from Chen Yihan yet, and she didn't know the situation.

Chen Yihan worked overtime one after another and couldn't squeeze out the time he had contacted his family.

News online was controlled, and some exaggerated rumors and alarmist content were blocked or deleted, but the popularity of discussion could not be reduced.

This Friday, Chen Xiaoqiu met Chen Yihan and also told us about the third deceased.

The third deceased died in the shower room of the hotel room. He was scalded to death and shed several layers of skin.

"Sarge to death?" Guo Yujie expressed a surprised expression.

"Yes, it's burned to death. When I was discovered, the shower was still on and hot water was still spraying. The water temperature was about 70 to 80 degrees, and the body also rotted." Chen Xiaoqiu replied.

"As well as a hotel employee?" I asked.

"The housekeeping cleaner. She should be the second deceased. The autopsy result has not yet come out, but it is initially inferred that it is earlier than the manager who died in the hall."

"Didn't the room be searched after the death of someone?" asked the fat man.

"I don't know the specifics. My uncle has gone to the police station again." Chen Xiaoqiu replied.

The three dead people died so strangely, and there is no doubt that the whole thing is strange.

The on-site lockdown time will probably be longer.

I sighed in my heart, and then thought of Liu Xiangqian, the current owner of Junli Hotel. Maybe I should look for a breakthrough from him.
Chapter completed!