The attitude is respectful, but the hands are clasped in front of the chest, the toes are buckled, and the whole person is in a defensive state.

This person, there is a problem.

Zhao Xiangwan calmed down and listened to her heart.

[Why does Ji Zhao's crippled clothes come to reach out and open his mouth with food, and there is no private doctor to check on the, but I can only serve people, and I can only take medicine when I am sick? It's gone, it's gone, what's wrong with him wandering around the hotel? It's such a big fight, so I get out of bed and deal with the police! 】

Time waits for no one, Zhao Xiang took a step forward in the evening: "Team Xu, let me ask this person?" ”

Xu Songling glanced at her and nodded.

Chapter 14: Stimulation

◎ A place where you can sit and shake your hands and feet ◎

Zhao Xiangwan softened his voice a little softer, lowering Feng's mother's guard: "Feng's mother, what's your name?" ”

Feng Ma didn't expect her to come up and ask for her name, so she hesitated.

[Since my relatives introduced me to Mr. Ji's hotel to work, everyone calls me Mama Feng, and I almost forget what my name is. 】

Ji Jinmao was anxious and raised his voice impatiently: "Whatever the police ask, you will say it honestly!" ”

Feng's mother was afraid of the big boss, so she subconsciously shrunk her neck: "Feng Hongying." ”

Zhao Xiangwan asked, "Do you have a cold?" When was this? ”

Feng Hongying felt that the questions asked by Zhao Xiangwan were not what she expected, shouldn't the police be most concerned about Ji Zhao's whereabouts, what does his name and illness have to do with this?

However, Ji Jinmao was eyeing the side, and Feng Hongying didn't dare to slack off: "Yesterday, people began to feel uncomfortable, and their heads were dizzy. ”

Zhao Xiangwan continued to ask: "Didn't you tell Mr. Lu?" Why don't you take a break from work? ”

Feng Hongying smiled bitterly: "The boss trusts me and lets me be in charge at the top level." Earn 50 yuan a day, how dare you ask for leave with such a high salary. ”

Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes to look at Feng Hongying, his eyes were calm, but there was an inexplicable pressure. Feng Hongying, who had just relaxed her emotions, instantly became nervous, lowered her head, pursed her lips into a line, and began to mumble in her heart.

[This policeman looks so powerful, does she see something? ] No, I can't say anything. If Mr. Ji knew that I had nagged a few more words, and Ji Zhao was unhappy to leave the terrace and enter the house, then where could I keep my job? Mr. Ji treats Ji Zhao like a baby, for fear that he will be frozen, hungry, and half wronged, but if a person can manage it for a while, can he manage it for a lifetime? If Mr. Ji is not there, Ji Zhao's stupid appearance is at the mercy of others, who wouldn't come up and step on it? I'm here, I'm nothing! yes, I didn't do anything at all. 】

Feng Hongying finally finished the psychological construction, and as soon as she raised her eyes to meet Zhao Xiangwan's gaze, she didn't know why she began to feel weak again.

Zhao Xiangwan: "You have a cold, and you have been staying in the house and not going out?" ”

Feng Hongying: "Yes. ”

Zhao Xiangwan: "Why are you lying?" ”

Feng Hongying: "Comrade policeman, you can't wronged a good person, I took cold medicine and was sleepy, and I have been sleeping in the house, where have I ever come out?" ”

Xu Songling knew Zhao Xiangwan and knew that if she didn't have a good idea, she would never point out that the other party was lying, so she beat Feng Hongying, who was constantly screaming: "Feng Hongying, you have to be responsible for telling lies in front of the police!" You'd better be honest and tell you what you know. ”

Xu Songling's face was dark, his eyes were big, and his face was full of anger, which frightened Feng Hongying's shoulders.

Zhao Xiangwan struck while the iron was hot: "What did you say to Ji Zhao?" ”

Feng Hongying: "I, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

[How did she know that I said something to Ji Zhao? I had a cold, I was uncomfortable, I had a fever and my head was dizzy, and I saw Ji Zhao sitting quietly on the terrace through the window, and I felt very uncomfortable. This is the way this world is, the poor work hard for three meals a day, and the rich sit there in a daze, doing nothing to enjoy the services of others. 】

Zhao Xiangwan heard what she was thinking, and her amber eyes became more and more light: "When people are sick, their psychology will become fragile, and there is nothing wrong with you coming out and saying a few words to Ji Zhao." But if you conceal Ji Zhao's whereabouts, it will be a crime! ”

Feng Hongying took two steps back in a panic, clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, and still didn't dare to tell the truth: "No!" I don't know when Ji Zhao left. ”

[Ji Zhao doesn't understand anything about the world, he is twenty-one years old and is still protected by Mr. Ji like a glass man. Don't let him go out, don't let him make friends, all day long he only knows how to draw, in a daze, he looks good, but it's useless. Such a man, in our countryside, which girl would dare to marry.

I just told the story I heard from Luo Yihui in passing, but it was the story of a landlord's stupid son, who knew that Ji Zhao would be unhappy? I'm not wrong, his father is alive, and he lives a comfortable life as a young master. If his father dies, a bunch of tigers and wolves around him will not live for a few years. Don't talk about others, Duan Yong and Luo Yihui...... None of them are good. 】

The stupid son of the landlord's family?

Zhao Xiangwan, who grew up in the countryside, roughly knew what Feng Hongying said as soon as he heard it. It's nothing more than that the landlord's family has a stupid son who makes some jokes to make the villagers laugh.

The details of the story are not important, the key now is to find Ji Zhao so that unpredictable dangers do not occur.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiangwan sped up his speech, one question after another, without the slightest pause, and did not give Feng Hongying a chance to answer at all.

Zhu Feipeng was dazzled on the side, and Zhao Xiangwan was using micro-expression behavior interrogation methods again! He stared at Zhao Xiangwan's every move with some excitement, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

"Where did Ji Zhao go when he left? Back to the house? Downstairs? ”

"Very well, he went back to the house first. There are so many rooms, the studio, the bedroom or the hall where he goes? ”

As Feng Hongying's pupils changed, with what she thought in her heart, Zhao Xiangwan quickly grasped the key point.

"Ji Zhao went to the studio, did Duan Yong follow in? Yes, or no? ”

"Oh, no. Where did Duan Yong go? Stay at the door, or leave? ”

"Oh, Duan Yong is not with Ji Zhao, does he stay on the top floor, or go downstairs?"

"Oh, he's downstairs. Where did his keys come from? Did he steal it, or did you give it? ”

"You gave him the key!"

[Oh my God, how did she know that I saw Duan Yong going downstairs without permission? That's right, Duan Yong, this dog thing looks honest, but in fact, there are a lot of flowers. Caught me for stealing the kitchen bird's nest and selling it for money, forced me to give him the key, dog offal, and killed people! 】

Feng Hongying's face became more and more pale, and she broke out in a cold sweat with horror, she didn't say anything, but the girl in front of her knew everything!

Zhao Xiangwan raised his voice abruptly: "Why did Duan Yong go downstairs?" Say! ”

Feng Hongying was frightened by her, she couldn't protect herself, where did she dare to cover up for Duan Yong, her lips trembled, and she stammered: "Duan, Duan Yong hooked up with Liang Dongrong, the room attendant on the eleventh floor, hooked up together, and ran down when he was free." ”

Ji Jinmao's face was as black as ink. Spending money to support so many people, but one by one is unreliable! He turned his head to look at Lu Manning: "Go, the eleventh floor, find someone." ”

Lu Manning knew that the situation was urgent, stepped on his high heels, and trotted away.

Feng Hongying's eyes were spinning, and the high tension made her drowsy head much clearer.

[As long as Ji Zhao enters the studio, he will stay for three or four hours, where is Duan Yong willing to keep guarding. Ji Zhao entered the studio with his front foot, and he ran away with his back foot, and the monkey was so anxious that he didn't even want to wait for Luo Yihui to come back for a while. I'm also stupid, I know that Ji Zhao is not a normal person, why do I want to talk about the stupid son of the landlord to stimulate him? If he wasn't stimulated, he wouldn't go to the studio, and if he didn't go to the studio, Duan Yong wouldn't dare to run. If Duan Yong doesn't run, the stair fence won't open. If the fence is not opened, Ji Zhao will not be able to get out......]

Feng Hongying straightened out Zhao Xiangwan's train of thought.

Zhao Xiangwan turned his head to Xu Songling and said, "After Luo Yihui left, Feng Hongying's words stimulated Ji Zhao. Ji Zhao left the terrace and went straight back to the studio. Duan Yong thought it was nothing, so he left the top floor and took the stairs to find Liang Dongrong, and in order to come back, he only hung the lock on the fence. ”

Xu Songling understood and nodded: "Well done!" ”

Zhao Xiangwan said: "However, I don't know what the reason is, Ji Zhao, who was supposed to be painting in the studio, walked out and followed Duan Yong downstairs. Duan Yong locked his head and hung it up, and Ji Zhao returned everything to the way it was after opening the fence, which shows that he is a very well-behaved person.

Ji Jinmao's teeth were clenched, and his face was ugly.

Ji Zhao refuses to communicate with people and lives in his own lonely world. Ji Jinmao and his wife thought of countless ways to seek medical advice everywhere. Finally, Ji Zhao has achieved something now and has been crowned as a genius painter, but Ji Jinmao knows that his son is different from normal people.

Usually his wife accompanies Ji Zhao, but recently Luo Danfeng just had a gynecological operation and needed to recuperate at home, so he called Luo Yihui, who had been by his side, to help.

Life assistant, bodyguard, housekeeper, direct elevator, locked staircase - Ji Jinmao originally thought that he had arranged it very properly, and when he was busy with the appreciation banquet of the art exhibition, he went upstairs to take his son home.

But...... It's such a coincidence!

Luo Yihui dropped the chain at a critical time and went to the toilet with a tummy;

Feng's mother stimulated Ji Zhao and asked him to leave the terrace and enter the studio;

Duan Yong thought that Ji Zhao would not come out when he entered the studio, so he opened the staircase fence and went to the eleventh floor to find a lover;

Ji Zhao didn't know why he didn't paint, so he went downstairs with him.

Ji Jinmao viciously grabbed Feng Hongying's neckline, the fat on both sides of his chubby cheeks trembled, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "What the hell did you say!" Why stimulate Ji Zhao! "It must have been something she said, otherwise Ji Zhao wouldn't have come out in less than a few minutes after entering the studio.

Feng Hongying was originally afraid of Ji Jinmao, and when he yelled at him like this, where did he dare to answer. Even if her neck was strangled and she couldn't breathe and rolled her eyes, Feng Hongying still kept silent.

Ji Jinmao hated this woman very much at the moment, and kept increasing his strength, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Zhu Feipeng was afraid of his life, so he pulled the two apart.

Feng Hongying froze on the ground, coughing and panting heavily.

It must be something she said that would make Ji Zhao sad! Ji Jinmao stared at Feng Hongying deadly, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: By the way, as long as Ji Zhao was sad when he was a child, he would climb to the tree. Sit on a tree branch, spread your arms and swing your feet, and free your hands and feet. Only then will he feel pleasant.

Thinking about it, Ji Jinmao looked excited, and asked loudly, "Where is the big tree?" Where can I sit and relax my hands and feet? ”

There are a few low trees on the top floor of the hotel and a bonsai in the lobby on the ground floor, but these are not possible to sit on.

The periphery of the hotel is full of glass curtain walls, and people can't climb up if they don't leave their hands behind.

The air in the guest room is not well circulated, and Ji Zhao doesn't like it.

Ji Jinmao seemed to think of something, but he couldn't think of it, so he was so anxious that he grabbed his hair and turned around.

The people next to him looked at him spinning around like a headless fly, and they didn't know why, and they didn't know where to start comforting.

Only Zhao Xiangwan could hear his heart, and his brain was running fast.

Ji Zhao doesn't like indoors, likes outdoors? However, except for the top floor, the hotel is surrounded by glass curtain walls, and there is no other place to contact the flowing air.

He wasn't on the top floor, he went downstairs.

He was looking for a place where he could sit and shake his hands and feet.

Wait, shaking your hands and feet?

In a flash of inspiration, Zhao Xiangwan shouted: "Billboard!" ”

Chapter 15: The Skylark (Four Watches in One)

◎Let's go sleep in the bird's nest◎

Ji Jinmao was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and stumbled towards the elevator entrance: "Go to the tenth floor, go to the tenth floor, there is a window at the end of the corridor, from there you can climb out!" ”

Xu Songling was still urging: "What about He Mingyu?" Have you ever called the bureau? When do police dogs come? Suddenly, seeing Ji Jinmao rushing out like a lost soul, he asked a little inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xiangwan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

When I first came over, I could see a long billboard hanging high on the west side of the hotel, which lit up with neon lights at night, flashing red, green, and green, flashing to the blind.

The neon billboard at the Four Seasons Hotel is about nine meters long and is welded to the wall with steel pipes, and if Ji Zhao really climbs on it, it will kill him!

On the tenth floor, how much bearing capacity can the steel frame that supports the light sign have, An adult man sits on it, and sways his hands and feet, What if it collapses?

"Team Xu, Mr. Ji thought of a place, Ji Zhao may be there, let's hurry up." With Zhao Xiangwan's explanation, everyone rushed to the staircase.