Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 786 Special Room
Jasmine stood at the door for a few seconds and walked into room 811.

"Jasmine, you asked me why I had to choose this room number 11, I heard it, there was a pun, isn't it?"

"Sergeant Wang, how did you know that my question had a pun?"

Wang Dengming looked back at her: "You are very attractive tonight, very beautiful."

"Thank you, why don't you keep asking?"

"I chose this room for three reasons. First, Inspector Huddle's friend Kostin Fell also lived in this room. During the investigation, he jumped from the roof and committed suicide. Inspector Huddle He never believed that his friend would commit suicide. Second, the psychic suddenly appeared in this room, scaring Ronan away. Third, it was in this room that Ronan was groped and tried to moleste, probably There are just a few reasons, what I want to ask is, why did Foul Yassun let Ronan choose 811? Can you tell me?"

Jasmine didn't pause or think about it, and said, "811 used to house two reporters, and they died in this room."

Wang Dengming grinned and said, "Understood, Blevins also told me about this matter with Karl III of the Jiawen Daily in the West. I didn't ask carefully at the time. I was afraid of being harassed by reporters. What about them? Didn't you let them out?"

"I'm not very clear about this matter. The mayor is the instigator of this incident. He is too crazy and irrational. He can't do that. It's asking for trouble. You can talk to the mayor. Don't do this. something happened."

"This kind of thing is not within the scope of my solution. I believe the mayor will handle it properly. The mayor is just scaring them. Let's talk about the room we are in. Can you still smell the burnt barbecue? "

Jasmine shrugged her delicate nose.

"Still smells, burnt, sad psychic, he was burned like that sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

"I don't want to do that either, have the fingerprint results come out?"

"It is very strange that there is no fingerprint of the psychic in this room."

"That's weird, he doesn't have gloves on his hands, thank you for your help, your efficiency is very high."

"Should be."

"What's the name of the reporter who lived in Room 811?"

"Zayinab, Tahid de Jong, reporter for the Daily Herald."

"How did you die?"

"It's cruel, it was skinned to death."

Wang Dengming shuddered after hearing this.

"Yes, Inspector Fall forced the mayor to tell the story. The mayor covered up the matter. Gibran declared that they were missing. He dared not expose the incident. Once it is exposed, the castle will be forced to close down. The time will go forward two years.”

"Mayor Gibran, how much of this is he hiding from us?"

"After the incident, Mayor Gibran asked a private detective to secretly investigate, but nothing happened in the end."

Wang Dengming sat down and motioned for Jasmine to sit down too.

"Here comes the question. Knowing that it is so dangerous, Inspector Fall is still so bold as to let Ronan live in this room?"

"Inspector Fall has a shortcoming. He is a very gambler."

"I see, yes, he is a gambler, like me, so I also choose this room, thank you for reminding me, I don't plan to bring Sensi in, she fell asleep, just Let her live in room 13, no, number 13 does not seem to be an auspicious room number, Adventure Castle should cancel such a room number, many hotels have canceled number 13."

"This is 813."

"8 represents the number of floors, and 13 is the room number. Your room number is very good. No. 7. Will Ronan still be with you tonight?"

"No, she lives in No. 6, right next door to me."

"OK, take care of her more."

"But I always feel uneasy in my heart that something unfortunate is going to happen."

"Don't worry, I have heavy weapons."

"You are the only policeman on the floor."

"It's okay, I'll keep my eyes open."

Jasmine smiled: "Sergeant Wang, you are such a humorous person, before you rest, can you still show your magic?"

"magic?"

"It's magic."

"Ok."

There was a small sticky note for this opinion message on the table, and Wang Dengming stared at the note.

The little book flew in the air.

Jasmine's expression was exaggerated and she clapped her hands, applauding enthusiastically.

"You are my most loyal audience."

"This is no longer the category of magic, you are amazing, Sheriff."

"So, don't worry about it."

"Good night."

"Good night."

After Jasmine left room 811, Wang Dengming moved all the things he was going to move into room 811.

Sensi slept deeply. When Wang Dengming left, he locked the door with a key. 813 was only ten meters away from 811. If something happened, he could respond immediately.

807 and 806 are not far from 813 either.

Everything that needs to be changed in room 811 has been replaced.

As Jasmine said, there is still a little bit of barbecue in the air.

There was something in the barbecue smell--a little bit of blood in the musty smell.

Thinking of the two female reporters being skinned in this room, Wang Dengming's goosebumps never stopped.

He began to examine, and every drawer, closet, box, closet...unlocked—everything was opened and its contents inspected by eye and finger.

He touches the curtains with his hands, looking for the protrusions that hide secrets, and then uses his ears to hear the sound of paper being crumpled when he pinches the curtains.

He pulled off the sheets, pushed back the rugs, and looked under each piece of furniture to make sure nothing was being rolled up and hidden inside.

He looked out the window to see if there was anything hanging outside under the ledge.

He also checked the metal drain screens in the bathtub, washbasin, sink, and laundry tub.

After the inspection, he suddenly laughed nervously.

Nerves are really out of order.

After nervous examination, he focused on the large wardrobe in the corner of the room.

Wooden materials, old-fashioned and old-fashioned, with mottled brown paint.

All the wardrobes in the rooms on the 8th floor have been changed, but the wardrobe in Room 811 has not been replaced.

Why not replace?

Damn Father Borg is dead, Toback is insane, and the staff can't figure out why the locker in this room hasn't been replaced.

The cabinet looks just like that, and there is nothing fancy about it.

He focused again on the iron box of the Mask Generator.

Looking at the appearance of the iron box now, it seems to be somewhat similar to the iron box found in the basement of Tobek's house. It is blue and black, with twisted, simple, and dull patterns.

The difference is a matter of size.

Suddenly Mai Ruo's voice came from the intercom.

"Sheriff, someone is looking for you."

What Wang Dengming feared most at the moment was the old lady or the skinned girl coming to him.

"What is looking for me?"

"His name is Liam Price."

"Male, female?"

"male."

It's a man, Wang Dengming felt relieved.

"Please come up, I'm in Room 811."

Lian Price, what is his background? Wang Dengming has no impression of this person in his memory, not at all.

(End of this chapter)