If there is really a police intuition, Zhao Ming, who has just come out of the elevator on the fifteenth floor, should feel that kind of thing at this moment.

He seemed to feel that the atmosphere on the fifteenth floor, and even the air, was not quite right, as if something was wrong, as if it was your territory, and when you left for a short time, an intruder suddenly came, and that person was presumptuous here, and then left decisively when you were about to return.

But even though the intruder was no longer there, the smell could still be smelled.

Zhao Ming frowned tightly, and walked towards Room 1508 step by step, but as soon as he walked for a short distance, the strange feeling suddenly rose into the sky, because he had already seen that the seal on the door not long ago had been untied by someone and was crumbling.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming immediately thought that no matter who came, it must be for the money, so he didn't care about anything, and hurriedly ran over with the key.

But in fact, at this moment, in this situation, the key is already superfluous, because the door lock has been broken, and the door is in a state of concealment.

"Not good!" Zhao Ming said secretly, glanced left and right, and after making sure that no one was looking at him, he immediately pushed the door and ran in, heading straight to the bed.

It's a pity that as soon as he looked over and saw the two clearly visible drag marks on the outer edge of the bed, Zhao Ming knew that he was late.

How can human nature be like this, there is quite a taste of not seeing the Yellow River and not giving up. Zhao Ming rolled up his sleeves, and the whole person got under the bed little by little, crawling to the point where he couldn't move forward.

Under the bright light of the flashlight that came with the mobile phone, Zhao Ming saw the source of the drag marks and the clean area that was quite square and surrounded by dust, which was incompatible with the surrounding area.

"Who took it? Someone from the Evidence Division? Zhao Ming was the first to think of this, but then denied it, "I was here at the time, if they found so much money, there would definitely be no one who found out." But who will it be? ”

The phone began to heat up, Zhao Ming stared at the clean area, and an inexplicable image flashed in his mind. "Wait, this volume, this size......"

I suddenly remembered the black travel bag that the sloppy man I met downstairs was carrying! Zhao Ming was so anxious that he wanted to get up from under the bed immediately, but because of his heart, his head hit the bed board with a 'bang'.

Hurriedly ran downstairs, the result can be imagined, after such a delay, where will there be signs of that person!

"Who is he? Why would it be known where the money was hidden? For a while, Zhao Ming's mind was full of such doubts.

Zhao Ming, who had planned to take the money away unknowingly in case of emergency, was already panicked at the moment, he felt as if he was falling into a huge whirlpool, and he would soon be swept into it, unable to get out.

After a while, he didn't give up, he went to the property again, made up a random reason, and checked the surveillance video.

In the video, the man has been keeping his head down since he entered the elevator, avoiding his face under the camera, and then, he seems to know the monitoring situation of the entire Renai community very well, although it is a little stiff, but in the end it was still not photographed, and successfully left the community.

Zhao Ming's eyes widened, staring at the picture on the monitoring screen, the picture was frozen in the elevator, and he hoped to see some clues through the reflection of the wall on the elevator floor.

The old man at the property office stood aside full of doubts, not daring to speak. It wasn't until Zhao Ming gave up and sighed that he asked softly, "Officer, is something serious?" I heard that it looks like the girl in room 1508 was killed? ”

"Hmm." In response, the time in his pocket vibrated again, reminding him of the time. Zhao Ming smiled at the old man, thanked him and left quickly.

He wanted to find Zhang Zhendong, because he always felt that the mysterious Zhang Zhendong had nothing to do with all this.

"Starlight Games...... Deathland ......"

According to Li Xiaoya's answer, Zhang Zhendong's home is in one of the city's top luxury residential areas, and Zhao Ming, who was sitting in a taxi, took out the strange mobile phone while thinking about what reason to contact Zhang Zhendong.

I saw that the progress bar on the screen not only moved forward a little more, but was about to reach the halfway position. Seeing this, Zhao Ming was a little happy: It seems that it will not be wrong, this Zhang Zhendong is the boss of Xinghui Games.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ming stood in front of the iron gate of the mansion area, and the middle-aged security guard in the guard box saw him arriving in a police uniform.

After a simple registration, the security guard pointed out the direction for Zhao Ming and called the electric iron gate. Zhao Ming walked in slowly alone.

Walking on the well-carved path, the flowers and plants on both sides are shining, as if they will never wither and wither, and the community is built into an area that is not disturbed by the outside world.

The private villas with yards on both sides are like naughty children hiding in the shade of trees, so that outsiders cannot see the real thing.

Looking at all this, Zhao Ming remembered the housing prices here, as if to say that a house costs more than one million yuan. He vividly remembers how he and his colleagues reacted when he heard about the price.

"Ha, that kind of house, we can't live in it for the rest of our lives."

Of course, this is not an exaggeration, because you must know that their annual salary is only about 20,000 yuan, and this also includes food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming shook his head with a wry smile and rang the doorbell.

Fortunately, this time, the sound of footsteps finally came from inside the house, and after a while, the luxurious door was slowly opened, revealing the face that Zhao Ming was expecting.

As soon as he looked at the face of the man in loungewear and looking relaxed and comfortable before the meeting, the strange mobile phone in Zhao Ming's pocket rang almost at the same time as his own mobile phone, Zhao Ming didn't need to look at it to know that such a prompt was caused by the progress bar reaching one-half.

'According to the game's instructions, I need to find out the true identity of the Starlight game boss before Sun Bin, so I can't bring him back to the police station just yet. ’

Zhao Ming thought about it and decided not to tell what he found about the person in front of him for the time being. "Hello, is it Zhang Zhendong?"

It is probably the unique habits of the rich, so that they don't have much special feeling for the police at all, only to see Zhang Zhendong respond calmly, "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Most rich circles have some powerful friends, and Zhao Ming knows that there is no need to offend him for meaningless conversations. "Hello, I'm from the city police department, and I'm here to want to know, there is a company in Xinghui Games, is it owned by you?"

"Starlight Games?" Zhang Zhendong blocked the door, as if he had no intention of inviting Zhao Ming to enter, only to see him chanting the name of the company, and his face really showed a puzzled expression, after a while, he picked up the coffee in his hand, took a sip and replied, "It seems that there is such a company, but if I remember correctly, I would have closed this company long ago." ”

Zhao Ming, who was making a record, suddenly stopped writing when he heard the words, "Closed?" ”

"That's right, it closed about half a year ago, and I thought the domestic game market was so hot, and I was full of confidence to throw a bunch of money into it, recruited more than a dozen people, and prepared to develop a game to fool those players with their money, but then I found out that the game market is a false prosperity at all, so I just quit." Zhang Zhendong explained, but his attitude was sincere.

"I see." Zhao Ming nodded in thought.

Zhang Zhendong turned his head to look inside the room, and then asked as if he was in a hurry to go back, "May I ask why Officer Zhao suddenly came to ask about a company that I did half a year ago?" ”

In fact, Zhao Ming had already heard the movement in the house when he knocked on the door, judging from the sound, there should be at least five women in it, and judging from the clothes and taste of Zhang Zhendong, it was obvious what they were doing just now.

"That's right, the police department is investigating a murder case recently, and one of the suspects is registered in the unit of Xinghui Games. It seems that your closed company is somehow still in business. ”