Wang Lunyu dropped the cigarette butt and sighed:

"Alas, this girl is an ominous commodity that has broken the golden sign of our 'auspicious' hotel. She's been here a total of two times before and you're not home!

One time was in the heat of this summer, about 9 o'clock in the evening, when she and a big man came for a while-to-open the room. Stayed overnight, left early the next day, and put the room money on the TV cabinet - a 100 one, not called 'looking for money'? The bed was sturdy, and they slept all night, only to crunch and loosen the next day.

I wondered: the couple had such a good relationship, and they came out to live in a small hotel - so excited? Or – why are you so 'hard'?

The second time was on the afternoon of August 16, Wang Qing came first, and a man came later. I lived until it was dark, and the two of them walked together. Before leaving, the man gave fifty dollars - didn't you say anything? I just paid for it and cleaned up my room, and I didn't care too much.

This time - me off? The sheets were rubbed like the faces of old horses; 'That thing' was stuck to the pillows, and half of the toilet paper was used up, and a few lumps were thrown on the floor!

Yesterday she came again, and in good conscience, I don't want to give her a stay. If it weren't for the fact that business was too light now, I would have said 'closed'..."

Lao Wang suddenly shut up?

She followed her husband's finger and saw-

Two policemen who came in the morning are walking towards the living room!

"Boss, boss, do you want to trouble you?" Ai Chunguang pushed the door into the hall - greeted politely.

"What's the matter? Sit - sit! It's us who are causing the trouble. Lao Huang stood up and gave up his seat, moved the heater to the middle of the four, and adjusted it to the "middle setting".

"You're tuned to-upscale? Fingerprint you right away. You go wash your hands, turn around and roast—" Yang Yongjun's eyes were sharp, and he immediately said loudly.

"......" The two old men looked at the handsome guy in surprise - fingerprints?

"That's it - we're going to collect the fingerprints and palm prints of all the people who have been in and out of '201', and we want to exclude unrelated people?" Chunguang saw that the boss and his wife were at a loss, and then explained:

"In order to find out the truth about Wang Qing's death, we need your cooperation to press all the finger prints and slap prints onto the paper. Just do what Inspector Yang says - that's it. ”

"I understand, old woman - I'll press first! People are not afraid of shadows, as long as they can figure out the 'bad luck'? We will do what you say! "Lao Huang slowly raised the gear and went to the kitchen to wash his hands...

"The proprietress looks so young, not even 50 years old, right?" Ai Chunguang and Wang Lunyu talked:

The woman in front of her was wearing a bright red tunic down jacket, a white turtleneck cardigan, and black mercerized stretch cotton pants - with Erlang's legs crossed, she looked very leisurely.

A long hair permed into large waves, draped; The square face is rubbed with white powder, and the eyebrows are tattooed; The facial features are quite upright, with thin lips - the corners of the mouth are slightly drooping; Double chin, wrinkled neck - there are still such things when you are old, and you are certainly not ugly when you are young!

"Fifty-want? I was 60 years old the year before last. Lao Wang said and laughed, his face was a little too powdery-as if he had a whereabouts, and quickly reined in:

"Big man, you can really talk! I'm glad to hear – smoke one? ”

Chunguang looked at Liqun who handed him over, shook his hand and said:

"Thank you, big sister, neither of us smokes. Are you-please? ”

When the proprietress clicked it, he asked:

"There are so many rooms in the hotel, and you haven't invited anyone? - How busy to win? ”

"Not much, it's a small hostel - only 12 rooms. Now not busy — no business. When the moon arrives, everyone runs to the sauna center. I usually hired an aunt to help with chores, and I 'quit' at the end of winter. Lao Wang complained bitterly:

"I was going to last until the 'New Year', and I closed the door - Daji! Clean up the house, buy some New Year's goods, and wait for future generations to come back for the New Year. I didn't expect to be a dead person, do you talk about annoying or not? ”

"Annoying! There are good people in people's houses - they don't know if they died in vain, it's really 'annoying'! And these leaders, aren't they going to celebrate the New Year? - Ask what's going on, tell the truth! Check it out early, end it early - it will be quiet! Lao Huang, who was taking fingerprints, stopped, turned his head and reprimanded:

blame the "old woman" for drilling the money; Hard to say - those who return home from work will stay!

As soon as the waiter hired at that time left, he proposed to call it a day this year, go to his son's place to play for a while, stay on the twentieth edge of the lunar month, and come back to "busy the New Year"...

"It's broken—you need to focus, let's do it faster." Xiao Yang reminded the boss.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to hit hard-" Lao Huang said with a dejected face:

If you listen to him, the unfortunate thing of "death-people" will not be their turn anyway!

"Sister, is the room cleaned every day?" Chunguang saw that the woman's face was dark, so he interjected - to prevent the old couple from igniting the flames of war.

"There is a leader, old man Huang - I don't have the same knowledge as you..."Lao Wang almost gritted his teeth and said:

"There were people living in front of the room, and I then swept and mopped - to get it clean! It was originally a small field, and the hygiene was worse - no one lived. ”

"Room 201 Before Wang Qing lived, did anyone live in it? Can you clean it? "Ai Chunguang is advancing step by step?

"Three days ago, a young couple who had returned from working in other places stayed overnight, and they were late, had no car - they couldn't go back to the village. I 'mopped the floor' the next day. Lao Wang was a little impatient and took a puff of cigarette.

"Have you changed all the bedding? Things like bed sheets, duvet covers, pillows, etc.? Chunguang asked directly at the woman's pink face.

"Change... No-" Lao Wang's face twitched, and his voice lowered:

"I think the little couple is weirdly clean, so they didn't change it—they just tied it flat and folded it..."

"Oh, eldest sister, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to check your 'hygiene'—" Ai Chunguang changed the subject:

"Wang Qing has lived here before, right? You think carefully - and then answer ...

"Stayed, stayed! You hurry up and tell the leaders what you just told me, maybe it will be helpful for them to 'investigate the case'" Lao Huang urged: he has finished pressing his hands and palm prints.

"......" Lao Wang rolled his yellowed eyes, stared at her husband for 30 seconds, and then said helplessly-

Wang Qing's previous two stays in room 201. Of course, what "the bed is loose", "the pillow is dirty" - nothing is mentioned.

After his wife finished speaking, Lao Huang apologized:

"My husband and I are both older, and we were stunned last night - I didn't remember. Otherwise, it must have been reported to the 'big leader' at that time? You have to help explain that we're not trying to hide anything, we didn't do anything bad anyway! ”

"Have you seen Wang Qing the first two times? Do you have any impressions of the 'two' men? Ai Chunguang asked the man.

"Nope. He's not at home! -I'll press the mudra, and you guys talk slowly..."The proprietress said, putting away Erlang's legs - standing up, complaining in her heart:

"If it weren't for your dead old man's 'fast mouth', I wouldn't have talked about this pile of old sesame seeds and rotten grains!"