Chapter 581: Hotel Homicide
Xie Yunmeng's house, Mr. Actor and Mr. Criminal Police were still analyzing in the living room, the moonlight illuminated their faces, Yun Yeyao became more and more restless, since he saw the newspaper today, his heart has not been put down.
"Xiao Meng, either we will leave early tomorrow morning to take another look at the Fire Illumination House, I'm really worried that Xiao Zuo will act alone."
"No, I still have a meeting tomorrow morning, and if Forensic Doctor Mo wants to act, he will definitely be fully prepared, tomorrow is Monday, isn't there also a meeting in his bureau? Xiao Yao, don't worry, in this way, tomorrow I will call a telegram and ask if Forensic Doctor Mo is in the bureau, if he is, it will prove that he has no action, anyway, there is a case that everyone can communicate. ”
"I wish it were, but I always feel panicked." Yun Yeyao lowered his head and leaned on Xie Yunmeng's arms, his hand constantly rubbing the letter sent by the god of death.
After Xie Yunmeng comforted him a little, the two of them went back to the bedroom, leaving only the light reflected by the moon in the living room.
In the small hotel where Mo Haiyou stayed, the same few pieces of letter paper were pinched in the hands of a stranger, she was the aunt who cleaned up, and the innkeeper saw that Mo Haiyou had no intention of coming back, so he asked the aunt to clean up in the room.
The aunt was illiterate, and after getting the letter, she handed it directly to the staff at the front desk, the female attendant who had spoken to Mo Haiyou, and when she saw the letterhead raised, the little girl exclaimed: "It turns out that he is a forensic doctor!" No wonder he looks so cold and handsome! ”
Young girls are always full of curiosity about things in their unknown fields, especially Mo Haiyou also has a star appearance, but the older aunt is different.
Before the surprise of the little girl at the front desk ended, the aunt said, "Forensic doctor? It's scary to think about, hey! Do you think he's here to investigate the murder? There wouldn't be some dead man's bones hidden in the room, would they?! ”
"Auntie, what do you want? If a homicide is investigated, won't he immediately show his credentials? Besides, we're serious businessmen here, so don't talk nonsense. ”
The owner of the hotel had a little relationship with the little girl at the front desk, so as soon as the little girl said this, the aunt immediately shut up and went to work. It was about one o'clock in the middle of the night at the moment, and the little girl who wanted to doze off was now completely out of pajamas, so he unfolded the letter left by Mo Haiyou and began to read.
It was indeed an immoral thing to peek at other people's letters in private, but the little girl really couldn't control her curiosity, and there was no one around, so she told herself that it didn't matter if she looked at it a few times, and she was at ease.
Ten minutes later, ......the little girl read out the name of the letter writer, and she couldn't help herself from falling into a dream, not realizing that the surroundings had become silent, and the sweeping aunt just now had long since disappeared.
The dark shadow slowly approached the counter, looking at the small figures huddled inside, revealing a cruel smile. Holding the slender object in his hand, he leaped into the counter.
After waiting for a minute or two, the shadow was sure that no one would come out, so he stood up, sneaked around behind the girl, and wrapped his hands around the delicate white neck......
In the early morning of the next day:
Passers-by who were rushing to work suddenly heard an exclamation: "Oh no, it's murder!" Hurry up and call the police!! ”
Then, a panicked middle-aged man rushed out of a small inn, waving his hands as if he had been frightened mad. Passers-by stopped to watch, but no one dared to come forward to help.
Soon, the surrounding merchants who had not yet opened for business were attracted one by one, some of them asking what was going on, and some of them were bold enough to rush into the hotel to see the scene of the murder.
Order at the scene of the murder was in chaos for a while, and it was not until the police arrived that it was restored a little.
The girl on duty last night died in the counter, strangled with a fishing line, on her body, there was half a piece of letterhead, and the letterhead on the letterhead was written with the word Mo Forensic, for Mo Haiyou, the police are very familiar with it, although the full name was not written, but the word forensic doctor plus the surname was enough to make them think of Mo Haiyou.
But the strange thing is that there were still a few pieces of stationery last night, but today there are only half of them left, and most of the contents of the letterhead have been torn off, what is going on?
The criminal policemen who had just taken over the case naturally did not know about the letterhead, and after they put away half of the letter, they began to ask the innkeeper for his confession.
According to the innkeeper's confession, when it was close to midnight last night, there was indeed a handsome man with a height of about 1.8 meters who came to stay at the hotel, and the letter was also found by the aunt from his room and handed to the front desk attendant.
In the accommodation register, Mo Haiyou's three words are impressively listed, the check-in time is the same as the innkeeper said, and the time of departure is 10 o'clock at midnight, that is to say, Mo Haiyou only stayed in the hotel for less than an hour from opening the room to leaving.
The criminal police immediately contacted the General Bureau where Mo Haiyou was located, and was told that Mr. Forensic was absent from work for no reason, and there was no phone contact until now, so the matter was complicated. Of course, the criminal police didn't want to believe that Mo Haiyou would kill someone, but where did he go that night? Why stay in a hotel? What is the purpose? The detectives were puzzled.
If there is a case, according to Mo Haiyou's character, unless ordered by the police department, he will not act alone, but after repeated phone calls to confirm, the police station has not issued such an order at all, and there are no major cases to investigate recently.
"Why don't you inform the Pinglong Branch, isn't their criminal investigation head on good terms with Forensic Doctor Mo? Let's ask him if he knows about it. One of the officers proposed.
At this time, the time was 9:20 in the morning, and a police officer immediately dialed Xie Yunmeng's phone, and Xie Yunmeng had just returned to his office after a meeting, and his mobile phone rang.
"Hey! I'm Xie Yunmeng, who are you? ”
"We are from the Yushan Police Station in the suburbs, not far from the jurisdiction of your police station, there was a homicide, the front desk attendant of a hotel was killed at work for some reason, and we need a little clue from your side now."
"Tell me, if you need support, I'll send someone over right away."
"No, Officer Xie, during our investigation, we found that Forensic Doctor Mo Haiyou had stayed in the hotel last night, he was very strange, he only stayed for an hour after opening the room and left in a hurry, leaving half a piece of letterhead, and Forensic Mo's fingerprints were left everywhere in the hotel room and the death scene."
"The time of the deceased's death, according to preliminary inference, coincides with the time of Forensic Doctor Mo's departure, and since Forensic Medical Mo's departure last night, there have been no new guests staying at the hotel, which means that Forensic Medical Doctor Mo was the last person to speak to the deceased last night. Officer Xie, now we can't find any trace of Forensic Doctor Mo, call the General Bureau, they also confirm that Forensic Doctor Mo is not at work, if you know his whereabouts, please let us know immediately. ”
Although he didn't say a word, but listening to it, Xie Yunmeng's face began to turn pale, this time, Mo Haiyou was really in trouble, and he didn't know where Mo Haiyou went, if he notified Yun Yeyao immediately, it would not play any role except to make him worry, after a little thought, Xie Yunmeng responded:
"Well, can you transfer this case to me, and I will be in charge of the investigation, and of course, I will definitely need great assistance from your side later. I'm going to go to the General Bureau now, contact a friend of Forensic Doctor Mozambique, and I'm sure he won't be a murderer, and something must have gone wrong. ”
"We also think so, that's why we hurriedly called you, the most important thing now is to find Forensic Doctor Mo and ask about the actual situation, the evidence here is really unfavorable to him, we will report this matter to the leader immediately, you also hurry up to find Forensic Doctor Mo, if you want to hand it over, the matter must be done as soon as possible."
"Okay, I'll do it right away, I'm sorry for you."
Xie Yunmeng hung up the phone, and it was too late to put on his coat, so he rushed directly into the director's office, and scared the director who was processing the documents.
In this way, Xie Yunmeng can be regarded as relieved, because this case is in his hands, Mo Haiyou will not have an accident so soon, and they still have time to investigate and collect evidence.
When the preliminary work was completed, Xie Yunmeng looked at his watch, it was already more than 12 o'clock at noon, he didn't care about lunch, and immediately dialed Yun Yeyao's phone, now, only by relying on Yun Yeyao's analysis and reasoning, they can find Mo Haiyou as quickly as possible, Mo Haiyou must appear as soon as possible, and explain this matter to the police station by himself.
Before the criminal police could say a few words, Yun Yeyao was stunned, his brain was blank, he was really worried about something, and what would come. The two of them made an appointment to meet at a convenience store near Yun Ye Yao's house, and as soon as Xie Yunmeng hung up the phone, he immediately started the car and headed towards Yun Ye Yao's house.
Putting down the phone of the criminal police, Yun Yeyao immediately dialed Mo Haiyou's mobile phone, but many times it was a busy tone, Mr. Actor sat on the sofa, feeling that the sky was about to fall, and the mobile phone in his hand was still ringing.