"Seven?" Hang Yifan looked around, "The room is so neat and ......"

He touched the sofa, which was covered with gold embroidered cushions, which were so flat that no one had ever sat on them.

The beds were also neat, indicating that Hult had not rested since seven o'clock in the morning.

"Maybe he didn't go back to his room." Hang Yifan walked around, and then went to the bathroom to take a look, it was very clean.

"What about the other rooms?" He walked out.

The subordinate reported: "Forensic evidence is being collected in other rooms, and no special evidence has been found, but bloodstains were found in the female assistant's room......"

They arrived at the suite on the north side, which was smaller than Holt's room.

Two bedrooms inside and out, luxuriously furnished.

On the bedroom carpet, there was a dark red blood stain, which dripped forward and spread to the bathroom.

There were several white bath towels thrown on the bathroom floor, and the towels were covered in blood.

"It should be Hult's blood." Hang Yifan squatted on the ground and lifted the few bath towels, the blood stained the towels red, and he lost a lot of blood.

At this moment, Su Jin was in the living room, she looked around, and the room was also very tidy, only a crystal goblet was placed on the bar.

She bent slightly, her glass had no fingerprints or liquid residue, and the glass was upside down.

Shan Chenxun walked behind her and leaned over to stare at the cup: "There are no fingerprints, it's strange." ”

"Well, it stands to reason that if you put it like this, there should be fingerprints." Su Jin was full of doubts, she turned her head sideways and looked at the goblets on the shelves in the cabinet, which happened to be even numbers, and there were two empty cup slots at the end of the shelf.

One cup at the bar, there should be another ......

It's gone!?

"Hult should have had his hands cut off here!" Hang Yifan came out carrying a blood towel.

Shan Chenxun glanced at the towel and said, "There are fingerprints on the towel......"

Hang Yifan also noticed, "It shouldn't be left by the murderer." ”

"It's Hult." Su Jin turned around, stared at the bloody fingerprints, and said, "The towel he wrapped himself, trying to stop the bleeding......"

"Wrapped up on your own?" Hang Yifan immediately reacted, "So, I only broke one hand at the beginning?" ”

Otherwise, how can you wrap a towel around yourself to stop the bleeding!?

Shan Chenxun looked at the bloodstains on the ground, from the bedroom to the bathroom, according to the bloodstain route, after Hott broke his hand, he ran to the bathroom to get a towel to stop the bleeding, and the murderer may still be at the scene at that time.

But if he runs out wrapped in a towel, what about the towel? Didn't find it in the stairwell, in the pool!

"It is possible that he was still cut here, but it is not ruled out that the murderer chased him all the way to the rooftop and cut off his other hand there!" Hang Yifan twisted his eyebrows, if it was on the rooftop, the blood on the ground would have been washed away by the heavy rain, and it would be difficult to obtain evidence.

Su Jin didn't say a word, and she walked out of the suite.

Shan Chenxun and Hang Yifan stayed in the room to look for clues, and after a while, they heard Su Jin shouting: "Shan Chenxun! ”

Shan Chenxun immediately rushed out, and when he arrived in the corridor, he saw Su Jin walking out of Hult's room with a goblet in his hand.

The glass contained a red liquid, which seemed to be red wine, and if you looked closely, it seemed that something was soaked in the wine.

Could it be......

"Eyes!?" He took two quick steps.

The woman raised her glass and looked at the light in the hallway, and could clearly see two eyeballs floating in the wine.

There is a nerve left on the eyeball, and it looks extremely oozing.

"Where did you find it?" Hang Yifan ran out, his men had already inspected the entire room, and they didn't find the cup.

"In the fridge." Su Jin handed the cup to Shan Chenxun and said with a solemn face, "Do you remember the plot I mentioned to you?" ”