"Manager, when you sent Painter Yin back yesterday, was there anything unusual about him?" As soon as they turned around, there was no one in the bathroom, and it turned out that Gu Qing and Pei Feng couldn't stand it anymore and ran outside. As for the manager, he accompanied them to the door of the room and was reluctant to come in again.

Helplessly, Lin Jinghao could only walk out of the room again.

"I sent Painter Yin to the door yesterday and was about to leave. He suddenly stopped me and asked me to bring him two crates of red wine. I asked him what price he wanted. He said that he was for bathing, not too expensive, and then he went into the room, and I thought to myself that this artist's fetish is different. I saw him, he was in a good mood at the time, and he was still humming a song. ”

Lin Jinghao was about to continue asking when the manager shouted at his back.

"Here, Xiao Lin, come over here and tell me how you found Painter Yin's body this morning?" As the manager spoke, a waitress came up from the top of the stairs, and he quickly called out to her.

"Aren't you the waiter at the restaurant yesterday?" Although I have changed my dress, I have a good look and figure. Gu Qing still recognized this woman at a glance, it was the waitress who was complained by Yin Jie yesterday.

"Yes, she just came to work for the third day yesterday, isn't Painter Yin dissatisfied with her? I temporarily transferred her to the guest room. By the way, she also brought the red wine last night. The manager explained.

"It seems that you and Painter Yin are really destined," Pei Feng said coldly in the back.

"Who's related to him, thank goodness, officer, this kind of joke can't be messed with." The waitress was already a little trembling, but when she heard Pei Feng's words, her face suddenly turned pale.

"Pei Feng, pay attention to your words." Lin Jinghao saw that it was really frightening, and hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

"Let's talk about the wine delivery last night." After a while, Lin Jinghao saw that the waitress seemed to be calm, so he continued his inquiry.

"In the middle of the night last year, the manager insisted that I send two cases of red wine to room 1811, so I pushed two cases of red wine in the dining cart. If I had known it was the painter, I wouldn't have gotten up. The waitress said, her emotions suddenly stirring.

"That Yin painter is a madman. When he saw that it was me, he sat there without moving, and said that he wanted me to enter the room and pour all the two cases of red wine into the bathtub for him. I didn't agree, so he said that he was going to complain about me again, so I couldn't even make a guest room, so I did as he instructed, covered the bathtub, and poured all the red wine into the bathtub. ”

"What was Painter Yin doing when you poured the wine?"

"He's painting on canvas and he looks very excited."

"Did you see what he was drawing?"

"Who has the heart to see what he paints? I finished pouring the wine and hurried away. ”

"What time was that?"

"When the manager asked me to deliver the wine, I looked at the time, it should be around half past ten, and when I came out, it should be around eleven o'clock." The waitress answered fluently and seemed to have a very clear mind.

"And when did you find the body in the morning?"

"In the morning, the manager asked me to clean up the guest room, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it, and the room was locked with a chain. I could smell a strong smell of alcohol inside, and I couldn't hear anyone moving inside. I was afraid that something would happen, so I went downstairs and asked the front desk to call the room, and after calling a few times and no one answered, the manager asked the security guard to go up to the room with me to see, who knew to open the door and see...."

"How do you think it's going to be okay?" At this time, Pei Feng interjected and asked.

"Oh, last night, the customer who lived downstairs complained to us a few times, saying that the upstairs didn't know what they were doing, yelling, and kept jumping on the floor, like crazy, but fortunately the thunder and lightning covered the sound, and they didn't call again."

"And what time did you go knock on the door this morning?"

"We all start cleaning up our rooms at nine o'clock in the morning." This time it was the manager who answered.

"You go back first, and we'll look for you if you have any questions."

"Gu Qing, Pei Feng, you go and ask first, what the customers next to and downstairs know." Lin Jinghao glanced at his subordinates and ordered.

The corridor became deserted again, and Lin Jinghao began to slowly organize his thoughts. It seems that this case seems to be a little complicated, the waitress said that the room in the morning was chained, and after she entered the room, she saw that the windows were also locked, if Yin Painter committed suicide, then this case became simpler, if not, it would become a secret room murder that was difficult to crack. However, judging from the words of the manager and the waitress, Yin Painter's spirit was 'abnormal' and excited that night, and he should not have the conditions to commit suicide.

While thinking, Lin Jinghao walked into the room again. The messiness in the room is like just ending a carnival, except for Pang Shao's painting standing there quietly, nothing else, even the paintings painted on the wall, are also staggering, I don't know what he is painting, I just feel messy, colorful, as if trying to express something, but it makes people feel like falling into the clouds.

"Lin Suo, you can call someone to drag the body away for further examination." Xia Mingyue walked out of the bathroom with an indifferent face, and it could be seen that she was obviously mentally deviant today, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

"Doctor Xia, when you came in the morning, did you walk in directly?" Lin Jinghao nodded, he still had many doubts that had not been solved.

"Yes, I received your call, I came directly, and there was no one at the door, but I have seen it, there is a monitor installed in the corridor, and anyone comes in, and you can see it clearly by looking at the monitoring."

Lin Jinghao finished the phone call while listening to Xia Mingyue's Chen Xu. He grew to appreciate the woman, who seemed to be cold and ruthless to everything, and only she could understand what he wanted to know.

"Have you found anything unusual so far?" Lin Jinghao wanted to know the preliminary opinion of the medical examiner.

"Preliminary testing shows that the deceased should have died by drowning, and on the surface, it should have been suicide."

"Forensic Doctor Xia, drowning in the bathtub or committing suicide, isn't it a bit too far-fetched?" Lin Jinghao frowned, this answer disappointed him a bit.

"Judging from the evidence at the scene, the doors and windows are trivial, and there are no superficial scars on the deceased's body, I just heard you say that when the waitress who first found the deceased came in the morning, even the door was chained. Therefore, if he kills, there is no evidence at all, and if there is, it is also a very complicated murder in a closed room, and it will be very difficult for us to detect. ”

"yes, I hope he doesn't kill him." Lin Jinghao sighed, as if to express the helplessness in his heart.

"Can you open the windows now?" Lin Jinghao walked to the window, and the air in the room was too depressing.

"I've taken fingerprints of the whole room, and I can open the windows. But Lin Suo, don't forget, it rained heavily last night, and even if there is any evidence, I am afraid it was washed away by the rain. ”

Lin Jinghao nodded, this woman was like a roundworm in his stomach, she could completely imagine what he thought.

Still, he went to the window, opened the latch, and pushed it open. A breath of fresh air blew in, and he opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath of fresh air, the smell of this room was almost unbearable.

"Lin Suo, the guests have already asked. On the 18th floor, except for the entrance of the stairs, where there are two rooms, the others are empty. Most of the residents also reported that they did not hear any sounds, nor did they see any strangers coming up. ”

"The residents of room 1711 on the 17th floor reported that the Yin painter upstairs basically made a fuss all night yesterday, and it was not until the heavy rainstorm that he stopped making crazy noise, and he complained several times, and no one at the front desk cared about it. For the rest, there is nothing. Gu Qing followed behind Pei Feng and also walked in.

"Let them check out first, go through the formalities first, and leave the phone number so that we can contact them later." As Lin Jinghao expected, this kind of inquiry, generally there will be nothing valuable to discover, it is just routine.

The people who carried the corpse came, they let go of the water in the bathtub, and carried the body of the painter Yin into a black bag.

"Seal off the scene, let's go." Lin Jinghao sighed, he was sincerely sorry for Yin Jie's death.

"What about this painting?" Everyone was about to leave, Pei Feng suddenly pointed to the painting in the center of the room and asked. As soon as he turned around, the young master of the Pang family in the painting seemed to be smiling at everyone.

"You die Pei Feng, I want your aunt to be unable to sleep tonight." Gu Qing turned around and gave a cold war, and couldn't help but scold.

"Wait, what's in the bathtub?" Xia Mingyue's voice came out of the bathroom, it seems that this woman still doesn't give up, she must have found something new.

There was no Yin Jie's body in the bathtub, no blood-colored liquid, only at the bottom of the bathtub, leaving a few small pieces of paper that could almost be ignored with the naked eye, lying there alone.

"Hurry up and see, is there a piece of paper like this in the wine bottle?" Xia Mingyue's voice was excited and urgent, as if she had discovered a new continent.

Twelve red wine bottles were lying on the ground crookedly, and they were picked up by Lin Jinghao and them one by one.

"There is one on this," Gu Qing called out while holding a red wine bottle in his hand, gesturing to remove it with his hand.

"Poisonous, don't touch it!." Xia Mingyue rushed forward and snatched the bottle from Gu Qing's hand.

"Is there any other bottle on it, don't touch that piece of paper?" Xia Mingyue raised her head and shouted, now she has completely lost her calm and calm demeanor in the past.