As soon as he got up in the morning, Jian Heng rolled up from the bed with a smile on his face, he didn't feel sleepy at all, he walked to the living room with great interest, turned on the computer and put the news on it.

Jian Heng is naturally domestic news, and the stinky side of the United States can't cut off the survival of big V, and he can't make any American money. Many so-called foreign Chinese are like this, making money at home and running abroad to spend, flaunting themselves as Chinese at home, and as soon as they get the money and return abroad, they immediately have another face.

After reading several major news websites for a while, there are reports on these websites, but these so-called reports are not even an itch in Jian Heng's opinion, and a few sentences are bracketed with the embarrassment of not writing out the matter at all, not to mention that even if it is a picture, it is only a thing like a ID photo, how can it satisfy Mr. Jian Heng's low-level taste?

I can't see that there is a forum on the website, and it's thanks to Jian Heng that I'm a little clever, and after looking for a while, I found a detailed report on a website that doesn't slip away, although it is a mosaic on the spot, but you can still 'smell' the smell of the room through the photos. satisfied Jian Heng's obscene inner world.

"Hahahaha!" Jian Heng patted his thigh happily and said to himself: "You are not dead this time? Nailed to the pillar of shame, right? ”

Just when Jian Heng was happily about to sing a song, there was a knock at the door.

Jian Heng stood up and walked to the door, gently pulling open the door of the room.

When the door opened, there were two middle-aged men in their thirties and neatly dressed, one white and the other South American, standing in the doorway.

As soon as Jian Heng opened his mouth to ask something, he saw one of the men light up the police cocktail in his hand at him.

"What's the matter?" Jian Heng was curious.

"Is that Mr. Jean?" The detective Bai put away the police in his hand and asked Jian Heng.

"It's me, what's the matter with you?" Jian Heng was not afraid of police detectives, and said very calmly.

"My name is Rick, it's my colleague Santos, and we have something we want to ask you," the white detective said.

Jian Heng thought for a moment, opened the door, and invited the two detectives into the house.

The two detectives entered the room and looked left and right, then sat down on the couch.

Jian Heng didn't politely say anything about pouring water or anything, just crossed Erlang's legs, put his hands on the back of the sofa and looked at the two detectives, waiting for them to ask questions.

"Do you know David Liang?" The white detective asked.

Jian Heng asked rhetorically, "Who?" ”

Jian Heng really didn't know who David Liang was, so he naturally had a confused expression on his face when he asked.

The South American detective stretched out his hand, pointed to the photo on the screen of Jian Heng's notebook and said, "That's it, does Mr. Jean have an impression now?" ”

"Oh, so you're talking about those '' visitors."

Speaking of this nickname, Jian Heng couldn't help but be happy. This name is not Jian Hengqi, but a netizen who has done good things on the Internet, and now this big V has become an emoji, and his name is American '' guest, satirizing this American who shows a selfless public face in China.

"Do you have a grudge against him?" The white detective asked.

Jian Heng didn't answer the question, but glanced at the white detective: "I don't know what you mean?" ”

"Yesterday, Mr. David Liang was attacked in the hotel room, we suspect that the murderer is likely to be a guest in the hotel, since Mr. Jean and Mr. David Liang have a holiday, then we naturally have to come up and ask" The white detective shrugged his shoulders easily.

"You think I caused his ugliness?" Jian Heng asked rhetorically.

"We're just ruling it out," the white detective said.

Jian Heng stood up after hearing this, and stretched out his finger to the door: "I'm happy to help the police officers solve the case, but I don't like what you say, if you think I'm suspicious, either arrest me, or you leave my room."

"Mr. Jean, we're just asking you routinely, and you're only going to make you look more suspicious," the South American detective said.

Jian Heng smiled: "That's right, I'm waiting for you to find out the evidence."

Jian Heng was determined to drive people away, and the two detectives had to get up and leave, as for locking Jian Heng for forty-eight hours or something, they didn't dare to do it to a multimillionaire like Jian Heng

This thing is not a problem for ordinary people with criminal records, so it is a lot of trouble for a rich person like Jian Heng, if there is sufficient evidence, the two little detectives can be stuck Jian Heng is uncomfortable, but now there is nothing, and the two detectives don't have the courage, because they know that they have just locked people in, maybe they will come out in five minutes, and they will have to be disciplined by the way, or they will be complained to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

It is an indisputable reality that rich people in the United States are more protected by the law than poor people, because they hire good lawyers and have much stronger connections than ordinary people.

Closing the door, Jian Heng began to scratch his head, he didn't know where his feet were exposed.

In fact, Jian Heng is not to blame for this, because he is not a professional in doing this, and he does not know how far the modern case-solving technology has developed, not to mention that these people are more or less a little powerful, suing someone for abusing them together, and also feeding them the medicine of losing their hearts.

The drug did not detect it, but the scars on these people that looked like S&M were a bit suspicious in the eyes of professionals, but they were only suspicious.

The police in the United States are not good comrades who are bent on pursuing justice, and there are so many murder cases to be solved, how can there be police power wasted on these partygoers who you mess with me and I mess with you, no matter how wronged these people are, they can't be wronged, it's just that the last time they changed that wife to play, and now they have further become a glass party and like abuse.

These two detectives came because they had received the favor of a black man, and if it was an ordinary police detective, they would not be interested in provoking a multimillionaire because of these goods, especially in the current situation.

Jian Heng didn't know, and the two detectives who went out couldn't make up their minds.

"Do you think he's suspicious?" The South American detective asked.

The white detective shook his head: "Although there is no surveillance video at the door of his room, neither the elevator nor the surveillance of the corridor shows that this matter is related to him, I don't think it is very likely."

"Could it be someone he hired?" The South American officer asked again.

The white detective smiled wryly: "Hire someone? Where to hire? It's not good to hire someone who should hire some warriors in armor? ”

The white detective's face was a little feverish at the thought of this ridiculous statement, and although the wound looked suspicious, it became the biggest joke to be abused by the knights in everyone's mouth, and a group of medieval knights in golden heavy armor abused them, how to look at it and how it didn't look like the words of a person in his right mind.

And all the police inside and out, all the surveillance has been looked at once, and there has never been a person who may have entered the hotel with medieval knight armor, you must know that according to the description of these people, the heavy knight armor must be at least forty pounds, this is not an easy weight, carrying it to the room with one hand is not something that a normal person can do, and all the students said that they have not pushed such heavy luggage.

Now the basis for the judgment of the police station is here, thinking that these people knocked the drug during the chaos and hallucinated in their minds, otherwise the current criminals are just wearing a hood on their heads, where will anyone wear heavy knight armor to do the crime, is this the media running too fast after the case is done?

The two detectives here are also doing their best to know the destiny of heaven, in order to repay the favor and check here, if it really can't work, the two of them are not ready to take the risk of violating the orders of their bosses to move this case.

"Then can we still check?" The South American detective asked.

"Let's go to the scene again, I always feel that some things are not clear" The white detective decided to go to the scene again, and if he really couldn't find any other evidence, then he gave up directly.

The two went upstairs, returned to the room where the windows were open, but still smelly, and began to look for them, the two wore masks, and searched carefully for almost thirty minutes, but still found nothing.

Just when both of them wanted to give up, the South American detective suddenly said, "Rick, come and see this."

As he spoke, the detective picked out a golden, only fingernail-sized piece of gold metal from a slightly hidden place in the corner of the bed, on which a white seal was clearly visible.

This badge did not surprise the two, anyway, they felt very nonsensical, as Westerners they all recognized this as the white coat of arms of the former French royal family.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw thousands of rushing grass and mud horses in each other's eyes!