Song Chi and Liu Xin's hot eyes fell on the locksmith. The locksmith shrugged his shoulders and walked understandingly towards Gate 305. After inserting the key into the lock hole, he said, "Count me unlucky, this second time, I will charge you another 500 yuan." ”

As soon as Liu Xin heard this, he immediately became angry, rushed forward and twisted his long neck. "I opened the wrong door, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and you're asking for a price. Drive it for me, be careful that I smoke you to death! ”

"You said to open this door, I just opened it, and now you don't admit it?" The locksmith's face was full of displeasure.

Liu Xin roared: "It's just a matter of a few seconds, you are still so grinding." I pay for the hour, and I'll open the door a few times. ”

When the locksmith heard this, his eyes straightened, he has been in the industry for so many years, and it is the first time he has heard of unlocking, and when he has a bag.

Seeing this, Song Chi hurriedly went up to persuade him, after all, this kind of stealing chickens and touching dogs should not be too noisy. Now there is a demand for locksmiths, and they can only settle things.

The locksmith seemed to be frightened by Liu Xin's momentum, and he stopped asking for the price, and then took out the wire, and opened the door of No. 305 in the same way as he opened the door of No. 306 before.

This time, Song Chi learned the lesson just now, and slowly pushed the door in with his hand, being extremely cautious and cautious. Liu Xin walked in lightly and saw the sofa and piles of clothes in the room, and the beautiful photos of various female models on the wall. "Looks like you've found the right one this time." Liu Xin was finally relieved.

"The green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, I won't go in, go first!" As soon as the words fell, the locksmith ran away like a rabbit. He came to the window, kicked his legs, and jumped directly out of the exterior window on the third floor.

This studio is a three-bedroom room, with a large blue sofa, a white coffee table and several chairs, and the walls are covered with various photos of beautiful women. Of the three bedrooms, two have been converted into photo-themed backgrounds, and the other room has a number of hangers, which should be a place for models to put on makeup and change clothes.

Liu Xin found a large bed in a photography theme room, with various colorful translucent white gauze on the bed, and semi-** of various foreign actresses on the wall. "It's really obscene, this kind of place is too smoky."

Song Chi picked up the leather whip and leather gloves on the ground, and said with a smile: "There are all kinds of props here, Liu Xin or I will take a picture of you and put it on the Internet, the click rate is very high." ”

"Don't laugh at me, how can I have this kind of leisure, if it weren't for Lin Xiao, I wouldn't have come to such a ghost place." Liu Xin complained in his mouth.

Yes, if it weren't for his mobile phone, Song Chi wouldn't have come to this kind of place. He looked at the scenes in the living room and bedroom, and thought about what might have happened that day. Lin Xiao and the photographer came back from the tennis court, and then Lin Xiao went to put on makeup and change clothes, the photographer should sit on the sofa and wait, maybe he had already drunk the drink with sleeping pills at this time.

Then the two of them continued to take pictures, and then the photographer wanted to do bad to Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao resisted a few times, but the photographer still did not restrain himself, but intensified. Zuihou Lin Xiao broke free from him, took away a coat, and threw the door away.

If Lin Xiao hadn't killed anyone, the photographer would have died after she left. The photographer may have drunk another drink containing sleeping pills, when a third person in the room appeared, who suddenly wrapped a rope or clothes around the photographer's head and neck until he strangled him to death. Photographer Zuihou saw the murderer's face and said "how did you end up here", and then died of breath.

How much hatred is there about strangling the photographer to death in an instant, and the deceased barely had time to speak?

Liu Xin also found a lipstick for Lin Xiao on the coffee table, and he even found Lin Xiao's earrings in the corner. It seems that Lin Xiao did have an argument with the photographer.

"This bastard, he is innocent!" Liu Xin touched the scene, teasing his girlfriend not to mention, but still pestering her and torturing her when she died.

Song Chi hurriedly covered his mouth. "You speak softly, we came in secretly, don't alarm the neighbors."

"No matter how softly you speak, I can hear you. Two big men, chattering endlessly! "The voice of the old woman came from the wall next door.

Song Chi and Liu Xin looked at each other, is this wall soundproofing or sound transmission? Song Chi signaled, it is better to be cautious, try not to talk in this room.

These little things in the house are not the objects that Song Chi is looking for. He searched the house for large cabinets and storage compartments, which was what he was here for.

Since it is very likely that the third person is hiding in this room, then this person should also have a hiding place. It's unlikely in the living room, the sofa, the glass case are too small. In the bedroom with a large bed, the bed frame is solid, and there are several bamboo baskets and small tables for shooting props, and it is almost impossible to hide people. The other bedroom has a simpler layout, with a photographic hinge backdrop and two chairs, and there is not even a place to hide.

And in the innermost dressing room, it caught Song Chi's attention. The house is about twelve square meters and has two dressing tables and four or five rows of hangers. There are all kinds of dresses, tights, jeans, shorts, etc. on the hangers, which are messy but look very regular.

"There is a smell of perfume on Lin Xiao's body, she must have been here." Liu Xin smelled a familiar smell and said with emotion.

Song Chi picked up a bag of dog food on the ground, looked at him and asked, "The perfume smell you said is this?" ”

Liu Xin glanced at him and turned his head angrily.

Song Chi carefully looked through the clothes on the hanger, and there were really all kinds of strange shapes. Some have two straps, others have just one piece of cloth. Suddenly, Song Chi's eyes saw a hanger by the window. The clothes on this hanger are a little different from the clothes on other hangers. Most of the styles are dresses and long leather pants, and it is also obvious that the clothes on this hanger look a little old and even a little dusty.

Will there be Tibetans here?

Song Chi came to this hanger and squatted down, looking for clues. Underneath the two fluffy dresses, he found two long hairs that were half black and half yellow. And the space between these two dresses is obviously much larger than the space between other clothes on this hanger.

"Look, there's a black wallet in the back of this." Liu Xin turned to the back of the hanger and found something.

Song Chi looked at it, and sure enough, behind the hanger, there was a small black purse. He reached for it and opened the button on his wallet.