In the afternoon of the same day, Zhang Shaolin entered the Qiuju Hotel in Anxiang Town, Chang'an District, followed by a policeman from a local police station, a very young offspring, with long bangs and a flow of anger, probably not knowing Zhang Shaolin's identity, and his face was full of reluctance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a very typical family-run hotel, a total of five floors, the upper four floors are converted into guest rooms, the front of the first floor is the hall, the middle is the bar, the back is separated for their own use, there is a middle-aged woman with messy hair and an old blouse sitting in the bar, probably seeing the uniformed man behind Zhang Shaolin, he stood up a little nervously and greeted him hesitantly.

As soon as she spoke, Zhang Shaolin heard that she was the one who answered the phone, so he stepped forward and said: "Don't be nervous, I called you before, it's my friend who dropped his mobile phone and has a lot of things in your place." ”

"Oooh. The woman replied, her eyes still nervously glancing at the uniformed comrade behind Zhang Shaolin.

There are many things that can't be done in this kind of small hotel, so I am so nervous, and the police in the back actually follow behind, looking like "don't pay attention to me, I'm playing soy sauce".

"My friend has been missing for three days, so I asked this police friend and may need to check your side of the surveillance. You show me what he left on your side first. Zhang Shaolin said.

"Oh, good. I'll take it right away, I'll take it right away. She responded, turned around and rummaged through a cabinet in the back, and turned out a lot of messy things, mobile phones, keys, wallets, ID cards, bank cards and some money in the wallet, and then a black jacket that Xu Song wore that day, and unbuttoned pants with a belt untied, crumpled with a sweater.

It is indeed Xu Song's thing, but after seeing these things, Zhang Shaolin feels that something is wrong.

"What kind of room was he living in at the time? Is it empty now? Can you take us to see it?" Zhang Shaolin looked through those things, put away his mobile phone and wallet, and handed over the other things to the police in the back and put them in a bag.

The woman saw that the policemen behind her were listening to Zhang Shaolin, and felt that this was a terrible character, so she hurriedly replied: "It's empty now, but the department has been cleaned, and the things in it have been taken out, you see, the money is not missing......

Seeing that the woman was nagging and wanting to talk endlessly, Zhang Shaolin had no choice but to interrupt her with a smile and said, "I know, I know, you take us to see it first." ”

"Oooh. The woman replied and shouted twice into the room behind her, "Dad, Dad, come out and help me take a look, I'm going to take someone to see the room." As he spoke, he smiled at Zhang Shaolin again and said, "I'm sorry to wait a minute, I can't leave anyone in front of me." ”

"It's fine. Zhang Shaolin also smiled and said.

Soon an old man came out from behind, his hair was all white, he was chubby, but his face looked a little fierce, and he was also shocked when he saw the policeman behind Zhang Shaolin, and he turned his head and glared at his daughter, as if asking how to provoke the police to come to the door.

The woman smiled a little awkwardly and said to her father, "No, I'll show them the room." Then he took out a large bunch of keys from the drawer, came out of a door next to him, and went upstairs, saying, "Come on, come here, don't look at my dad who looks fierce, he is quite good." ”

Zhang Shaolin didn't speak, these two people saw that the police reacted so much, it is estimated that there must have been something shady, or the policeman who followed him had some problems, causing these merchants to be afraid when they saw him, but he didn't want to be nosy, although he was a "guardian", but it was not trivial for him to take care of it. What's more, now Xu Song is the identity of a dream maker newcomer, and when he was tracking down Leng Zhuxiang, a female writer who forged his identity and had a relationship with another dream maker, he disappeared, and these things made Zhang Shaolin pay more attention.

Soon went up to the third floor, Xu Song lived in a room in the middle, the middle-aged woman looked for the key for a long time, opened the door, and Zhang Shaolin walked in first.

It is estimated that the curtains are drawn in the house, it is very dark, I found a switch next to the door, turned on the light, and saw the layout of this room clearly, it turned out that the house was dark because there was no window, the room was very small, and the bathroom separated by the door was placed in it, and there was a bed and some simple furniture inside, and I could barely walk through a person.

It is impossible for people to disappear for no reason, but can Xu Song really run away in autumn clothes and trousers? Not to mention the issue of shame, let's just say that it is so cold outside, and now he is just an ordinary person, and he can't stand it.

“...... The cleaning aunt looked at it and said that it was strange, this person, the quilt was lifted, and the clothes and pants were still there, but the person didn't know when he left, and they all guessed that there was something urgent, but the mobile phone and wallet were still there, and now the sky outside didn't feel cold......" The woman has been chattering beside her, Zhang Shaolin is not bored, the room has been cleaned, then there can be no traces left, he came up mainly to see what this room is like, now that he understands the situation, he thinks that there must be a dreamer interfering in this matter, ordinary people can't do such a thing, so although he didn't have much hope in his heart, he still made a request to the woman next to him: "I want to see the video of that day, you have a camera here, right?"

As he spoke, Zhang Shaolin walked out, and the policeman who followed him didn't come in when he looked at the room before, and when he heard Zhang Shaolin say that he wanted to watch the video, he took out his ID and showed it to the woman, and it is estimated that he also knew that he was so useful.

"Yes, yes, yes. The woman turned off the light, locked the door again, caught up with Zhang Shaolin's footsteps and walked downstairs, pointed to both ends of the corridor as she spoke, and said: "There are both sides, it was broken for a while before, this is a new installation a few months ago, it cost more than 500 yuan, and it is clear to see people zooming in, it is easy to use." After saying that, a few people went downstairs again, and the woman continued: "But it's strange to see this before, I've seen it all, and it's really strange, I can see people go in, but I don't see people come out." I thought the camera was broken. ”

"......" Zhang Shaolin didn't speak, he couldn't bear the other party's accent, so he didn't talk again, went downstairs again, looked at the monitoring on the computer in the front desk, and it was really the same as what this woman said, I saw Xu Song come in alone, open the room, and then go upstairs, enter the room, and never appeared again.

Sure enough, there was a problem. (To be continued.) )