"Yes, do you know who he met with yesterday afternoon at the Majestic Hotel?"

Xiao Wu looked at these people with a shocked expression, this is the normal expression of ordinary people when they hear that something happened to their acquaintances.

"This ...... Yesterday I heard him get a call and leave, but I didn't hear what the two men were talking about. A colleague said.

Other colleagues said: "I was very happy when he left yesterday, as if something good had happened." ”

"What's a good thing? Is there a leak in the mouth? ”

Xiao Wu asked.

"This ...... I don't know, it's like ...... It's like a hairy guy, happy that he can't find the north. ”

All colleagues shook their heads again and again, and the colleague who was taught by Lao Yao said: "Hey, he also told me in the afternoon that he had found the right entry point for the news, and what money and beauty were not at their fingertips." ”

Money and beauty? Xiao Wu's eyebrows twisted into a big pimple.

A person will not be killed for no reason, especially if this kind of little status and fame is still a cultural person. The reason why this kind of person is killed is generally inseparable from revenge and money and beauty transactions.

Reporter Yao was very excited to come back yesterday afternoon, and several colleagues thought about it and restored everything after he came back yesterday afternoon.

"He said he could dig up what he wanted from the well-known news reports on the streets?" Xiao Wu felt that these words had a bit of connotation, and he might be able to dig out the cause of Reporter Yao's death.

"Yes, that's what he said, seeing that he was so proud, I later wondered what he was talking about. can make him happy like this, what kind of wealth and lust. The colleague spread his hands helplessly, "But now, Mr. Policeman, you see that this is also happy and sad, Lao Yao has been doing this business for more than 20 years, and no one has written less lace news, and he dares to say anything, isn't it just that he is safe and sound, and there is nothing to do, why does this occasionally have an accident?" ”

Every day, these reporters are like flies looking for fishy smells, buzzing around the streets and alleys of Shanghai for lace news, celebrity privacy, and a superhuman sensitivity to these things.

Xiao Wu received the police in the morning.

The deceased was found by a waiter at the Majestic Hotel.

This hotel is a small hotel in Shanghai, located in a relatively quiet alley. The waiter went in to clean up in the morning, knocked on the door a few times and no one answered, turned the doorknob and found that the door was not locked, so he pushed the door in. Seeing a person sleeping on the bed, the man was almost naked, and the waiter was startled and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see anything." As he spoke, he closed the door. The waiter walked a few steps and felt that something was wrong, the man was not wearing clothes, why didn't he react at all when he went in? The more the waiter thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, turned around and pushed the door back and said, "Sir, do you need help?" ”

There was no sound in the room, and the man on the bed remained motionless.

The waiter bravely walked to the side of the bed, and saw that the man's lower body was covered with a small pillow scarf, his eyes were almost popping out, his face was pale, and there was a black-red strangulation mark on his neck.

The waiter was so frightened that he froze instantly, and after a long while, he let out a miserable scream: "Ah! Dead! ”

Xiao Wu led his men to the small hotel, and when he entered the door, the innkeeper greeted him tremblingly: "Mr. Policeman, I'm here...... It's bad luck. ”

"You didn't move the scene, did you?"

Xiao Wu took a look at the location of the hotel, and it was really a bit remote. The alley is not big, there are only a few bungalows, the area is very large, all around are high walls, outside the wall is a tall plane tree, there are no people in the whole street in the morning, the hotel is not big, two floors.

"No, no, how dare I tell people whether this business should be done."

The boss wiped the sweat on his face: "It's strange, it's a young man who booked the room, but the dead was a middle-aged man, why did the old hen become a duck in the blink of an eye, when did this middle-aged man go in, I don't know." ”

As he spoke, he took Xiao Wu to the dead man's room.

On the big bed, a middle-aged man was lying almost naked, Xiao Wu lifted the pillow towel on his lower body, and sure enough, he didn't wear anything, his lower body was black, Xiao Wu frowned, and saw that the man's clothes were scattered on the ground, as if he was in a hurry to take off his clothes, so anxious to take off his clothes, but the bed was clean, the sheets were flat, and there was no trace of the second person.

Xiao Wu looked at the neck of the deceased, a bruised strangulation mark, very deep, it can be seen that the murderer hated the deceased very hard.

The deceased was short and fat, and he should have a lot of strength, why didn't he resist when he was strangled to death?

Xiao Wu thought of the phoenix butterfly that was strangled, the woman still knew that under the struggle, there were two strangulation marks on her neck, why didn't this man struggle?

Could it be that you drank medicine?

He looked down at the bedside table, and there was nothing on it.

Xiao Wu walked to the table, looked in the tea tray, and sure enough, found a glass that was still wet inside. It seems that the murderer first tricked the deceased into drinking sleeping pills, and then cleaned up the scene when he left, what a calm person.

Xiao Wu waved his hand and asked his subordinates to carry the deceased to the bag and send it to the forensic doctor, and the two policemen put the person on the ground first, and Xiao Wu found that there were still some white spots where the deceased was lying, which looked like ...... Spirit-spotted. So this person came here to date someone, was tricked into drinking sleeping pills, and then did that kind of thing when he became drowsy and lost the ability to resist, and then was strangled to death? But the innkeeper said that the person who lived in this room was obviously a young man.

"It's a man, yes, not tall, about the same as me, quite thin, wearing a long shirt and a top hat, the hat is pressed very low, it is directly paid for a day, and when I give the money, I look at the hands are very white and thin, and there is a little fragrance on my body."

The innkeeper recalled.

Another man in a kaftan and a top hat?

Xiao Wu thought to himself, why is it popular in Shanghai these days to strangle people like this.

Thinking like this, he suddenly shuddered: Is it possible that these two cases were done by the same person?

The same person? This person is a regular customer of Feng Die, and he has a room with this Humpty Dumpty, does he like men or women?

Xiao Wu picked up the deceased's clothes and found the deceased's documents in the pocket of his suit, and then he came to the newspaper office to inquire.

Walking out of the newspaper office, Xiao Wu's mood became more and more depressed.

It's really weird.

He has investigated several of Feng Die's regular customers, and there is evidence of alibi, one of the regular customers said that Feng Die was very happy on the afternoon of her death, and she didn't even do business, and said that she was going to get rich and never had to do this kind of business again, and the landlady also confirmed that Feng Die said that she would have money to pay the rent the next day, and this reporter named Yao Guang was also proud, as if he was both rich and rich, and he was even more excited when he left.

Happiness and sorrow, the deaths of these two people can be described as happiness and sorrow.