"Yes, do you know who he met at Dahua Hotel yesterday afternoon?"

Xiao Wu looked at these people and looked shocked. This was the normal expression of ordinary people when they heard something happened to an acquaintance.

"This... I heard him receive a call yesterday and left, but I haven't heard what the two people say." A colleague said.

Other colleagues said, "He was so happy when he left yesterday. It seemed that he had encountered something good."

"What's the good thing? Is there any whine?"

Xiao Wu asked.

"This... I don't know, it's like... it's like a young man, so happy that he can't find Bei."

The colleagues shook their heads repeatedly, and the colleague who was taught by Lao Yao said, "Hey, he told me in the afternoon that he found the news entry point, and what kind of money is not enough for the beauty."

Money and beauty? Xiao Wu's eyebrows were twisted into a big bump.

A person will not be killed for no reason, especially if he is a little bit small and famous. The reason why he is killed is generally inseparable from seeking revenge and trading of beautiful women.

Reporter Yao was very excited when he came back yesterday afternoon. Several colleagues thought about it and restored everything after he came back yesterday afternoon.

"He said he could dig out what he wanted from the well-known news reports on the streets and alleys?" Xiao Wu felt that this was a bit connotation, and perhaps he could dig out the cause of reporter Yao's death.

"Yes, that's it. Seeing that he was so proud, I later wondered what news reports he said were? What kind of money and sex can make him happy like this?" My colleague spread his hands helplessly, "But now, Mr. Police, you see, this is also very happy and sad. Lao Yao has been doing this industry for more than 20 years, and has written many gossips about anyone, and dares to say anything. Isn't it just that Pingping An has nothing to do? Why does something happen if you are proud occasionally?"

Every day, these reporters are like flies looking for fishy smells, buzzing around the streets and alleys of Shanghai City for gossip news and celebrity privacy, and are sensitive to these things.

Xiao Wu received a call in the morning.

The person who died was a waiter at Dahua Hotel.

This hotel is a small hotel in Shanghai. It is located in a quiet alley. The waiter went in to clean the door in the morning. After knocking on the door a few times, no one agreed. He turned the door handle and found that the door was not locked, so he pushed the door in. Seeing someone sleeping on the bed, the man was almost naked, the waiter was startled and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see anything." As he said that, the waiter covered the door. After walking a few steps, he felt something was wrong. The man was not wearing clothes. Why didn't he react at all when he went in? The waiter thought about it the more he felt something was wrong. He turned around and pushed the door: "Sir, do you need help?"

There was no sound in the room, and the man on the bed was still motionless.

The waiter plucked up the courage to walk to the bed and saw the man's lower body covered with a small pillowcase, his eyes almost popped out, his face turned pale, and a black and red mark on his neck. She pushed the man and showed up, and her body was stiff.

The waiter was so scared that he froze and froze in an instant. After a while, he screamed: "Ah! It's dead!"

Xiao Wu brought his hands to the small hotel. When he entered the door, the hotel owner trembled and greeted him: "Mr. Policeman, I... am so unlucky."

"You didn't move the scene, did you?"

Xiao Wu looked at the hotel location and it was really remote. The alley is not big, there are only a few villas, all covering a large area, with high walls around it, and there are tall sycamore trees outside the wall. There were no people on the entire street in the morning. The hotel is not big, with two floors.

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Xiao Wu looked at the hotel location and it was really remote. The alley is not big, there are only a few villas, all covering a large area, with high walls around it, and there are tall sycamore trees outside the wall. There were no people on the entire street in the morning. The hotel is not big, with two floors.

"No, no, how dare I tell anyone whether this business should be done."

The boss wiped the oily sweat from his face: "It's strange. The person who booked the room was a young man, but the person who died was a middle-aged man. Why did the old hen turn into a duck in the blink of an eye? I don't know when the middle-aged man got in."

He said that he took Xiaowu to the dead man's room.

On the big bed, a middle-aged man was lying almost naked. Xiao Wu lifted the pillowcase on his lower body and was indeed wearing nothing. His lower body was dark. Xiao Wu frowned and saw the man's clothes scattered on the ground. He seemed to be taking off his clothes in a hurry. He took off his clothes so anxiously, but the bed was clean and the sheets were flat, without any trace of a second person.

Xiao Wu looked at the neck of the deceased, and there was a purple mark, which was very deep. It was obvious that the murderer hated the deceased and tried very hard.

The deceased was short and fat, so he should be very strong. Why didn’t he resist when he was strangled?

Xiao Wu remembered the strangled Fengdie. The woman still knew that she was strangled and left two strangled marks on her neck. Why didn't this man struggle?

Did you take medicine?

He looked off the bedside table and there was nothing on it.

Xiao Wu walked to the table and looked in the tea tray. Sure enough, he found a glass cup that was still wet inside. It seemed that the murderer first tricked the deceased into drinking sleeping pills, and then cleaned up the scene when he left. He was such a calm person.

Xiao Wu waved his hand and asked his subordinates to carry the deceased to the bag and sent it to the forensic doctor. The two policemen put the person on the ground first. Xiao Wu then found that the deceased was lying on a white spot, which looked like...sperm-spots. So this person came here to date someone, was deceived and drank sleeping pills, and then he was drowsy and lost his ability to resist when he did that kind of thing, and then strangled to death? But the hotel owner said that the person who lived in this room was obviously a young man.

"It's right that he is a man. He is not tall, he is about the same as me. He is quite thin. He is wearing a long gown and a top hat. The hat is very low. He paid the money for a day. When he paid the money, he looked very white and thin, and his body had a little fragrance."

The hotel owner recalled.

Another man in a long gown and top hat?

Xiao Wu thought to himself, why has this popular thing in Shanghai City these days?

Thinking of this, he suddenly shuddered: Is it possible that these two cases were done by the same person?

The same person? This person is a regular customer of Fengdie, and he is having a room with this short and fat man. Does he like men or women?

Xiao Wu picked up the deceased's clothes and found the deceased's ID in his suit pocket, which led to the inquiry from the newspaper.

After leaving the newspaper, Xiao Wu became more depressed.

Things are really strange.

He investigated several regular customers of Fengdie, and all had evidence that they were not present. One of the regular customers said that Fengdie was very happy the afternoon when she died. She didn't even do business. She also said that she wanted money and no longer had to do such business. The landlord's wife also confirmed that Fengdie said she had money to pay the rent the next day, and the reporter named Yao Guang was also proud, as if she was both rich and lustful, and she was even more excited when she left.

Extreme happiness leads to sorrow. The death of these two people can be described as extreme happiness leads to sorrow.
Chapter completed!