Strongest Worker

Chapter 1305

Mingtai City, Pingzhi street small hotel, Room 203, 1:30 p.m.

A pair of naked men and women tangled in bed, gasping heavily, accompanied by excited calls, adding a few threads of erotic atmosphere to this slightly humble room.

Suddenly, the man stopped.

The woman under him gasped for two breaths, with a trace of charming resentment in her voice: "why did you stop? Move quickly, I'm coming soon."

The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "don't you smell anything?"

"Taste? What taste?"

"There's a bad smell," the man said, bending down and smelling in front of the woman's plump chest.

"Go away, you stink." the woman kicked the man aside and turned over to sit up. "I don't want to do it. I'm still anxious to go home and cook for the dead ghost."

"No, it's not easy for us to come out. What time is it? What are you busy cooking..." the man got up, pressed the woman down on the bed, gasped and pressed her up.

"Ah." the woman let out a comfortable groan, her insteps tightened, her head tilted back and stared at the ceiling on the wall.

The men on the body are working hard, and the women's voices are becoming more and more frequent. Suddenly, a "click" came from the room.

"Fuck me." the man scolded, hehe smiled and said to the woman under him, "you're so strong that even the bed board is cracked."

"Fuck you!" the woman scolded angrily, and then stared at the ceiling. "Hey, it seems that the ceiling is cracked."

"What?" the man looked up at the ceiling. "Can't you?"

The woman raised her finger and said, "look, there's a seam on your head. It doesn't seem to have been there just now."

"Really? Don't fall down and hit us..." the man got up from the woman again, stood up on the bed, tiptoed to touch the gap in the ceiling, and slowly climbed up a trace of confusion, "ouch, it seems that it has just cracked..."

His voice did not fall. With a greater "click" sound, the ceiling suddenly cracked and fell on the two people on the bed.

In the falling dust, the woman watched a human shaped thing rush into her arms. She couldn't help raising her hand to protect her chest, but she only touched a blur of flesh and blood.

"Ah!" the harsh scream echoed in this small room, just like the dust floating in the air for a long time

Two hours later.

Chen Gang sat in the car, glanced out of the window, and then took back his eyes: "brother Wei, we will arrive at Lushui villa in more than ten minutes."

"HMM." Wei nodded, always slightly closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat to refresh himself.

After a little hesitation, Chen Gang whispered again, "brother Wei."

"Hmm?" Wei Lin opened his eyes and looked at him. "What's the matter?"

"Everyone knows you're leaving in two days, so they want to... Give you a farewell party tonight, in the restaurant where we had dinner last time."

After a short silence, Wei came and sighed: "the murder case is now, forget it."

"Brother Wei, don't. We've all discussed it." Chen Gang hurriedly advised, "I know you've been in a bad mood recently. It's good for you to relax while it's busy tonight."

"I'm really not in the mood." Wei came to relax and turned away from the topic. "Talk about your views on this case."

"I think this case is quite simple." Chen Gang said carelessly, "brother Wei, why do you seem to be worried?"

Wei Guanglin looked serious: "this is very likely to be the last case I handled before leaving Lingang. I have to be careful. I'm really worried that I can't solve it, and it has become a pending case."

"Ouch, brother Wei, don't worry too much. Let me analyze it for you." Chen Gang grinned. "We learned from the hotel owner that a Malaysian Chinese named fan Huilan checked in Room 203 before the reporter. Her accurate identity information is on the registration form, right?"

Wei nodded: "that's right."

"It's over. The body that fell from the roof of the shed was skinned. Although it can't identify its identity, it can be inferred from the time of death given by the forensic medicine that the victim died while fan Huilan lived in the hotel. Therefore, we can basically lock down the murderer, and then there is the pursuit of the murderer."

"You mean... This Chinese named fan Huilan is the murderer?" Wei Lin frowned, "But I always feel something wrong. For example, how did the body appear in the house? There is no record of the second person in the register. From fan Huilan's check-in to check-out, the hotel owner has no impression of the second person coming. Moreover, we haven't extracted any effective fingerprints in the house."

"Brother Wei, it's a small hotel. The management must be chaotic. It's understandable if someone sneaks in and clashes with fan Huilan while the hotel owner doesn't pay attention, and finally dies. It's reasonable to wipe off the fingerprints and traces after the murder. Moreover, the victim's face is peeled and his clothes are removed. It's obvious that the murderer is killing Later, in order to cover up the victim's true face, "Chen Gang said in a slightly hasty tone," I think the victim should be close to fan Huilan, so she chose to peel off her skin after killing. From her relatives and acquaintances in Mingtai, we should make progress soon to determine whether there are missing persons. "