Murphy's Law No. 1: Nothing is as simple as it seems.

When Liu Shenghui first received an internal call from the front desk, he was actually very unhappy.

Guest complaints? Smelly room?

Shouldn't the janitor on that floor be notified of this kind of thing?

Most of them are just excuses and vexatious plays.

However, after all, he also achieved the position of deputy director from the grassroots level, and after listening to the girl at the front desk said that the guest's attitude was very arrogant, he still decided to go in person.

It's nothing more than an apology, what a big deal.

Number 2 of Murphy's Law: Everything will take longer than you expect.

Liu Shenghui stood in the seat where Qi Zihuan was standing just now, staring at the wall in front of him.

Without much hesitation, he decisively decided to call and report to the head of department.

The rancid stench emitted from the inside of the wall, this kind of thing has long been beyond his authority or ability, so it is better to throw the problem to his superiors as soon as possible, and get out of it himself.

However, long after the report, the final handling opinion has not been replied to.

Perhaps, in the process of reporting layer by layer, everyone who heard thought of a possibility......

Murphy's Law No. 3: What goes wrong always goes wrong.

After a long discussion, the reply from the hotel management finally came.

The bosses asked Liu Shenghui to organize some people to immediately chisel the wall, of course, only to the mezzanine part, and not to damage the load-bearing wall.

Liu Shenghui did not study architecture, nor did he understand the various complex calculation methods of wall forces.

So he tried to do what he thought was safest, directing a few security guards with chisels and sledgehammers to start chiseling from the floor of the mezzanine centerline.

If it's a dead rat, you can dig it out with a small hole near the floor, and then you can seal it up.

What he didn't expect was that behind the wall of the part he was pointing to was an old porcelain altar.

Number 4 of Murphy's Law: If you're worried about something happening, it's more likely to happen.

With a sledgehammer swing, the security guards began to slam into the wall.

Liu Shenghui stood aside, praying silently in his heart.

It must not be a corpse, it must not be a corpse......

With a hammer down, the chisel was suddenly smashed into a lot.

The wall was chiseled.

At the same time, there was a crunch sound, like the sound of glass breaking.

Liu Shenghui took a closer look, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the dark and not in the middle of winter. So he instructed a security guard to put on white gloves and reach in and touch them.

"Get that dead rat out." Liu Shenghui said.

The security guard lay on the ground, carefully put his hand in, touched it suspiciously for a long time, and suddenly crawled backwards.

"Feet! Have a pair of feet! ”

……

Police cars soon roared to the hotel and cordoned off the scene.

The hollow mezzanine of the wall was all knocked open by the police.

An even stronger and unpleasant stench poured out overwhelmingly, like a tiny black snake, drilling into people's noses regardless of it, with a suffocating depression.

The contents were finally exposed to the light.

It was a woman wrapped in layers of plastic film, with only a hole in her nostrils.

Of course, this can no longer be counted as a human being, but can only be described as a rotting and dilapidated corpse, emitting a pungent stench.

The flesh on the female corpse's face had long since rotted and blackened, and a pair of eyes only left a faint black hole, and the original appearance could not be seen at all.

The plastic wrap that was clinging to her body was covered with dull yellow stains that had dried up, and it looked like pus from the previous decaying process.

The perimeter of the corpse and in the plastic film were sprinkled with an unknown white powder.

On the ground of the mezzanine space, in front of the female corpse's feet, there were fragments of a porcelain altar, and in the middle of the fragments was a black-brown scarecrow figure and a tattered rune paper.

The entire floor is bustling with activity.

Some people in the police are inquest and taking pictures, and some people are taking notes.

Such a big movement, of course, also alarmed the other guests on the floor, and many of them ran out of their rooms to the corridor to watch the excitement.

Although the hotel sent special personnel to intercept and try to persuade him to leave, the news of the dead person in the hotel quickly spread among onlookers.

Some were terrified and checked out and left.

There are also those who stare at a pair of inquisitive eyes, stretching their necks and looking curiously outside the cordon.

Qi Zihuan and Han Tai mixed in the crowd.

Liu Shenghui was being questioned by a middle-aged policeman, and it could be seen from a distance that he was not emotionally stable, dancing with his hands, which made the policeman who was making the record frown frequently.

After a while, I saw him raise his hand and point in the direction of Qi Zihuan and them.

The middle-aged policeman walked over slowly, invited the two to the side, and asked, "I am from the district criminal police team, I want to ask you about some things, and I ask you to cooperate." ”

Within the cordon, there is no need to show your documents or anything.

"Okay, we'll cooperate." Hankook had a good attitude and simply responded.

"I heard you two used to live in room 1701."

"Haha, this is a double room." Han Tae smiled heartily, looking like he had nothing to hide, "So only I live in 1701, and my little brother lives diagonally opposite." ”

The middle-aged policeman lowered his head and wrote his notes and continued to ask, "Hmm." I heard that you first discovered the abnormality and then complained to the hotel? ”

"Yes, we just think it's too smelly, let the hotel come over to deal with it for a long time, so we changed the room. By the way, I heard that there were dead people? ”

"Tell me more about the situation." The middle-aged policeman did not answer at all.

Han Tae-kook cleared his throat and slowly talked about how he and Qi Zihuan first discovered the smell, and then checked the room by themselves, and basically confirmed that the source of the smell was within the wall, and then complained to the hotel.

He spoke in detail, and basically did not let the police ask any additional questions.

Of course, the strange noises at night, as well as the little things such as drilling holes in the wall, were all selectively forgotten by him.

"Thank you two for your cooperation, and please show your ID documents, I'll do a registration here." The middle-aged policeman felt that the question was almost over, "If you think of any details in the future, please contact us." ”

"It must be certain, I am also very familiar with Lao Liu of your city bureau, I know your hard work, and we will definitely cooperate." Hankook is used to running the rivers and lakes, and he speaks and does everything just right.

At this time, the door next door to 1701 opened, and the young girl was still wearing a heavy makeup, carrying an LV bag, and stepping on slender high heels.

"Huh, what's going on? Why are there so many people? "The woman is clearly out of the situation.

"Hello, we are handling the case, please retreat outside the cordon over there first." The middle-aged policeman politely persuaded him to leave.

The body had been apparently dead for a long time, and there was no point in asking about the current guests, and if Hankook wasn't the one who discovered the anomaly, they wouldn't have been questioned.

"Huh? What's wrong with this room? The woman whispered.

Qi Zihuan could feel her gossip soul burning when she stood aside.

Of course, the middle-aged policeman ignored it, and just politely but unquestionably let her go.

The woman was depressed, muttered and turned away.

When passing by, Qi Zihuan happened to hear her whispering with her head down.

"Twelve, you see that your father's favorite room has an accident every time, and he can finally change his hotel in the future, isn't it good?"