255. Drug-addicted screenwriters

Zhou Hao said that he was living a miserable life, as if the goddess of bad luck had always favored him.

The goddess I have always liked, obviously I have always thought that she is interesting to herself, and her actions are interesting to herself in my opinion.

But in the end, he was inexplicably cut off by Luo Fei from the task force!

And his good friend Han Hao was misled during a mission, and he directly shot the object to be protected as a prisoner, and ran away directly after the accident, and became a wanted criminal.

The sad self can only hang photos of his friends in his home to express his nostalgia.

That's it, you said that a new girl finally came, she looks very beautiful, and she is from an island country, and I, Zhou Hao, have always felt that this girl is interesting to me.

I finally had the opportunity to go on a mission together, and I just wanted to perform well and show my charming side.

As a result, I directly found that a suspect with a little white face actually chatted with his sister-in-law?

WTF?

Besides, it's not that girls nowadays like more mature men.

I feel that I am very mature, and I also imitate Lu Xiaofeng to have two mustaches, obviously so sexy, why no one cares!

"Alas, why are you still wearing gloves to examine the corpse, are you a forensic doctor?" Zhou Hao looked at Zhang Wei, who was checking something, and said with some dissatisfaction, you are grabbing a chance to perform in front of yourself!

No, you're stealing someone else's work!

Zhang Wei took off his gloves, turned to Zhou Hao and said, "I'm just a passing lawyer, I told you before." ”

"You're not a forensic doctor, what are you checking for?" Zhou Hao heard this, and said a little speechlessly, you are not a professional forensic doctor, you still put on a professional appearance just now.

Zhang Wei turned his head to Sancheng and said, "I have been exposed to some similar knowledge before, and the cause of death of the deceased needs to be further investigated, but I have found some interesting things." ”

Sancheng heard this and said, "You mean those pinholes on his body?"

Zhang Wei glanced at the skinny deceased: "Yes, he has all kinds of dense needle holes on his body, especially in his left arm, and some places have been infected, this guy is an addict, and the history of drug abuse is estimated to be very long." ”

When Zhou Hao heard this, he touched his chin and said, "You mean that this guy was addicted to drugs, and then he hallucinated and suddenly jumped off the building?"

"It's just a possibility, or does it require a specific autopsy to determine the true cause of his death. Sancheng replied when he heard this, and then asked Zhang Wei a little strangely.

"By the way, why are you here?"

Zhang Wei heard this and explained: "This is the hotel in the film and television city, and Yoyo is filming here, when we called you to come over before, you said you didn't have time." ”

Zhou Hao heard the conversation between the two people, a little strange, and a little nervous and asked, "You two know each other?"

"Roommates. Sancheng looked at the corpse that had been packed by the staff, and replied without raising his head.

Captain Zhou Hao's thinking was obviously jumping, and when he heard this, he shouted directly: "What? You live together!"

"Huh?" Sancheng seemed a little embarrassed when he heard this, and he didn't know how to explain it.

And Zhang Wei replied a little speechlessly: "The so-called roommate lives in an apartment on the same floor, and the two so-called first discoverers next to him also live with us."

And I'm still living in the same suite as Sancheng, so don't say something inexplicable, okay? ”

"That's it!" Zhou Hao nodded a little happily when he heard this, sure enough, he still had a chance!

"Actually, you're thinking too much, this case is very simple, I can tell right away whether he committed suicide or murder!"

Zhou Hao put his hands behind his back and said confidently, sometimes pretending to be forced is so simple.

"Oh?"

……

"What? The surveillance on the seventh and eighth floors is all turned off? No, your hotel, how do you turn off the surveillance? You are too unsafe-minded, right?!"

Zhou Hao stood in front of the front desk, patting the table a little speechlessly, he had just finished pretending to be forced just now, and he was slapped in the face all of a sudden?

Fortunately, his goddess has gone back directly, otherwise he would have to find a crack to get into now.

The reason why Zhou Hao was so confident before was because the hotel was full of surveillance cameras, was there anything that could not be solved by adjusting the monitoring?

If there is, call up all the surveillance!

Just call up the surveillance to see who has entered the deceased's room and know everything, which can be said to be invulnerable.

But the question is, on the seventh floor where the victim is located, the surveillance video there is actually closed?

When the front desk lady heard this, she was a little embarrassed and said, "That crew has covered the seventh and eighth floors...... They demanded to protect their privacy, so the surveillance on the seventh and eighth floors was turned off. ”

Tang Youyou was a little embarrassed next to him and didn't know what to say, he usually didn't live in the hotel and went back to the apartment directly.

However, he still has a little understanding of the private lives of some actors, and turning on the monitoring is not tantamount to asking for a dead end, it must be asking the hotel to turn off the monitoring.

At this time, a policeman reported to Zhou Hao about the situation he had just investigated: "Report to the captain, we just took a look at the surveillance video, although the surveillance video on the seventh and eighth floors is closed."

But the stairs on the other floors are still there, and from there, no one has reached the seventh and eighth floors in the recent period of the deceased's death, and according to the monitoring inside the elevator, no one has taken the elevator to the seventh and eighth floors. ”

Zhou Hao touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully: "So, if he kills, then the prisoners must be people from the seventh and eighth floors, and there is no way for others to go to this floor, only the hands of people on these two floors may be moved." ”

Another policeman ran down from the stairs and said, "Report to the captain, we just went to the deceased's room to investigate, and found some drugs in his room, as well as tools for injecting drugs, as well as tools that have just been used. ”

"In this case, there is a good chance that this guy took too many drugs and jumped off the stairs on his own?

You can contact the residences on the seventh and eighth floors, and let's make a simple record. ”

Zhou Hao thought for a moment, and then commanded his subordinates.

Although the possibility of suicide is very high on the surface now, it is better to understand the situation a little.

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