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There is also a fable, which reads:

One day, "Lies" and "Truth" went to bathe in the river, and after washing, "Lies" put on the clothes of "Truth" and left. However, the "truth" did not like the clothes of "lies", so he walked away naked.

Therefore, people always like the "lie" dressed in the "truth", but they do not like the naked "truth".

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Not long after Mu Zihan and I returned to the office, we received a call from Fang Ling, saying that we had booked a flight to Wuhan, Hubei Province in the evening. Moreover, listening to her tone, like us, she is also full of worry and anxiety about Wang Xinyan's current situation.

So, after simply packing up, Mu Zihan and Fang Ling and I stepped on the plane to Wuhan Tianhe Airport.

During this period, although I secretly asked Mu Zihan, since I guessed that Wang Xinyan's incident this time might be related to the "Butterfly Mark", why didn't I tell Uncle Wang just now so that I could seek his help? Could it be that Mu Zihan hasn't learned the lesson of his last failure and wants to act on his own?

However, Mu Zihan's answer is also very reasonable. Not to mention, these were just his personal speculations before, and it is impossible for the police to mobilize the crowd because of one person's speculation.

Moreover, if you want to tell Uncle Wang this speculation, then you must explain to him the origin and use of these powders, and of course, you need to explain everything about the resentful spirit. But these things are too complicated to say.

Besides, even if it is found out that these things are really related to the "Butterfly Mark", with the cooperation of the local police, I don't think it will allow the "Butterfly Mark" to escape as easily as before.

"By the way, have you booked a hotel? I only booked a ticket. After we stepped off the plane, Fang Ling, who was dragging a large suitcase of luggage, asked us: "I came home from a three-day long-distance train yesterday, and I didn't have time to rest properly, and that case happened again in the morning." Although, for the sake of Xinyan, I am willing to fly to Wuhan non-stop. However, I didn't think that after this, there would be nowhere to sleep at night. ”

"For this matter, I think you should ask Siyuan, it is said that he has a lot of experience in booking hotel rooms..."Hearing Fang Ling's question, Mu Zihan actually wanted to sarcastically mock me at such a time.

"I had already booked a hotel before I boarded the plane, and, in order to facilitate the investigation, I booked the hotel where Wang Xinyan stayed before." I quickly interrupted him.

"That's not the point, the point is how many rooms did you book?" After Mu Zihan glanced at me with bad intentions, he actually added oil and vinegar: "Hehe, Siyuan, I can tell you, I will never want to be in the same room with you." ”

As soon as he said this, not only me, but even Fang Ling, who was standing next to me, was embarrassed and didn't dare to squeak, just glanced at me fiercely, and continued to walk, obviously she also thought of the night in the Kunming Hotel.

The hotel where Wang Xinyan stayed before was not far from the airport, and after about half an hour, we arrived at the hotel lobby.

After we each registered our identity information, Mu Zihan did not rush back to the room, but began to ask the hotel front desk attendant who registered our identity information about Wang Xinyan's case.

"By the way, I heard that there was a murder in your hotel yesterday, is that true?" Mu Zihan pretended to be an ordinary tourist and asked the waiter.

"Sir, where did you hear about this? I'm sorry, I don't have anything to say, but our manager won't let us talk about it. The waiter replied with a tense look.

"Oh, I'm listening to other people, I don't know if it's true? Can you tell me about it? Mu Zihan said and took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, quietly covered it with his hand, put it on the front desk bar, and pushed it to the waiter.

The waiter looked nervously at his colleagues around him, and saw that no one seemed to pay attention to him, so he pretended to lie on the bar with his hands crossed, but in fact, he took the money from Mu Zihan's fingers, grabbed it in his palm at once, and then looked at Mu Zihan and whispered: "Actually, it was last night." Coincidentally, you really asked the right person, because I was also on the night shift at the front desk last night. Then he began to recount his experience.

The time was about 2 o'clock in the morning, because at this time, even if it was a relatively large high-end hotel, there would be few guests to stay again, so as a front desk attendant, he also began to be bored and drowsy.

However, suddenly a series of screams came, as if shouting "Murder... Murder...", and when he was awakened by the sound and was about to get up to check the situation, a long-haired woman covered in blood hurriedly ran out of the elevator. ran to the front desk and shouted hysterically at him: "Call the police, murder, call the police..."

Although he still didn't know the situation, seeing that the woman was anxious, he quickly called the police with his mobile phone, and then followed the woman to the scene where she said she witnessed the killing.

When I came to the murder room, I saw a beautiful girl wearing only pajamas, holding a knife in her hand, and her body was covered in blood, and she was standing in the room in a daze, staring at a man lying in front of her, also covered in blood. Then, I only heard the woman who told me to call the police, pointing at her and shouting: It's her, it's her, it's her who killed my husband. The waiter said vividly, "Then the police arrived and took the girl, the woman, and the two friends who seemed to be the deceased." ”

"Didn't the police let you go to the police station to record a statement?" Mu Zihan asked.

"No, it just asked me a few questions. Well, that's all I know. You'd better go back to your room, this is a murder, and when the story is over, it's better not to get involved. The waiter said a little nervously.

"I'm just curious. So is the room at the scene of the crime still being cordoned off by the police? Mu Zihan continued to ask: "What floor is it, won't it be the floor where we live." ”

"No, no, this guest, don't be suspicious, the crime happened on the 8th floor, room 8026, you are on the 10th floor, not the same floor. In fact, the rooms on the entire floor on the 8th floor, we have already vacated them, and we will not arrange guests for the time being. This is also what the police asked us to do, saying that they wanted to protect the scene. Thinking that Mu Zihan disliked the waiter in the room, he hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I don't know, can you take us to see the room where the murder took place?" As he spoke, I saw Mu Zihan quietly stuffing a hundred-yuan bill over.

"This." Although the waiter still accepted the money, he looked very embarrassed.

"Please." Mu Zihan continued to stuff money.

Finally, when he got to the fifth, the waiter wavered and said to the colleague next to him, "I'll take these guests to the room, and you take care of the front desk." Then, giving us a look, he led us to the elevator.

(To be continued) (To be continued.) )