Don't follow the rules

Zhong Huai's fist did not knock Chi Bianshu to the ground, but seemed to break the shackles of this coward's obedience. Chi Bianshu just followed the force and took a few steps back, stabilized his body, and fought back towards Zhong Huai, grabbing the collar of his neat and straight suit, as if he planned to strangle him to death by his tie.

"You old man, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Don't think that you can secretly transfer my father-in-law's property by contacting a few three-legged cat lawyers who appear out of nowhere!"

Zhong Huai's nose was so angry that he punched him again, not to be outdone: "What lawyer is trying to transfer property? You are slandering!"

"Hey, stop fighting, stop fighting."

Miss Gong, who was weak and unable to take care of herself, was anxiously trying to stop the fight with tears in her eyes, but Miss Chi Nian, who had regained her composure, didn't seem to mind the matter at all, getting angry while ordering her husband.

"Hit! Don't coy my husband! Beat him to death and punch him in the face!"

Several nearby police officers who were supposed to maintain security at the scene, after seeing their boss's expression of watching the fun, also pretended to be busy with other things, leaving the place for this group of wealthy people to fight. people.

After a few minutes of lively but innocuous fooling around, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.

As a butler, Chen Heng originally didn't want to get involved in the messy affairs of his master's family, but seeing the scene getting increasingly ugly, he had no choice but to step forward, grab each one with one hand, and easily separate the two men who were inseparable. .

Chen Heng: "That's enough. Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Chi Nian stepped forward and helped her husband up: "For Uncle Chen's sake, I won't argue with you for the time being."

"Don't you care about me?" Zhong Huai also climbed up, stretched out his clothes, and wanted to say something, but received a warning look from Chen Heng.

He only dared to stretch out his fingers in the air and point at Chi Nian and his wife, trying to regain some face for himself, and then walked away.

Gong Shun wiped away tears and followed Zhong Huai's footsteps. Chi Nian also supported her husband and went downstairs to the reception room.

"Oh, don't you want to fight now?" Geng Xun said with a look that was still full of meaning.

Chen Heng turned his head and glanced at Geng Xun solemnly, without saying a word.

Geng Xun made a gesture of surrender with his hands: "Just kidding."

Chen Heng stopped paying attention to the unreliable-looking police captain, lowered his head, straightened his back, and left quickly.

"He's still a practicing master." Geng Xun narrowed his eyes.

The police officer on the side finally dared to come over and said, "What he did just now was really beautiful. He is so old, but he is still so agile. He separated two big men with one move. He must have been promoted from a senior bodyguard, right?" "

"Have your vision improved~"

Geng Xun knocked on the head of his subordinate: "But there is not much progress."

"The move just now was more than just a quick move, he practiced all kinds of killing skills."

He imitated Chen Heng's movements just now and made gestures on the police officer. He moved his hand away from the two of them to the last position, landing near the trapezius muscle. He raised his hand slightly upward to find the aorta in the neck: "What did you find? Yet?"

The police officer blinked: "What?"

Geng Xun hated the fact that iron could not become steel: "I chewed up the rice and fed it to your mouth. You still don't understand?"

The police officer said coquettishly: "Captain Geng, what you said is a bit ambiguous..."

Geng Xun kicked him in the butt: "You bitch, you actually molested me? Go back to work!"

The police officer rolled and crawled away.

Geng Xun cursed and walked into the suite.

Chi Zhongwu is a well-known wealthy collector in the circle. He has a wide range of interests and collects almost everything. As long as it is interesting and rare, he will not hesitate to spend money to buy it. One of the words he talks about most often is: "It's hard to buy money for your happiness."

This Crystal Palace suite has also put a lot of effort into conveniently housing Chi Zhongwu's babies. It should not only facilitate the appreciation of the collection, but also not block the original design of the Crystal Palace, and ensure that the residents have enough space to move.

The designers of the Crystal Palace suspended most of the collections that were not heavy in the air and maintained them with display racks similar to clustered crystal ores. The collections can reflect images from multiple angles on the display racks, as if they were treasures frozen in crystal. .

The dome, which serves as the fulcrum of the suspension, naturally has a load-bearing design.

The huge crystal surface on the roof has diamond-grade cutting technology so that it can be dazzling from all angles. What supports the entire roof are several main gold lines distributed along the cutting surface. The gold lines are The tops of the heads are intertwined to form a standard five-pointed star shape.

The body of the deceased was placed on the collection display rack under the five vertices of the five-pointed star on the dome.

"It looks like they are engaging in some mysterious cult ritual..." Geng Xun muttered in a low voice.

"Report to the captain, we have counted all the valuable items here, and no property has been lost. All the registered collections are intact, and there are no signs of being rummaged at the scene." A police officer handed Geng Xun the Fresh and hot report.

Geng Xun took the report and flipped through it casually: "Did the forensics department gain anything?"

The police officer replied: "No valuable traces have been collected so far."

"There are no fingerprints, footprints, hair, or dander?" Geng Xun frowned.

The police officer nodded: "We found that the deceased left here around 5:30 in the afternoon and had no record of returning. After the deceased left, the cleaning staff came to do daily cleaning. This is a high-standard cleaning service provided to the top rich. Therefore, almost all traces of people here have been eliminated, and the forensics department has not even collected a few fingerprints of the deceased..."

Geng Xun's head swelled: "There are no signs of people coming in or out at the entrance? Is it possible that a magician is transforming the dead?"

The police officer swallowed: "Not only that, for the sake of beauty, this room is made of large pieces of glass. There are no windows, and there is only one entrance and exit, which is the door. It is completely locked before the door is opened by the housekeeping department. of."

"The caller couldn't find anyone and couldn't open the door, so he had to call the housekeeping department to open the door, and that's when the deceased was discovered."

"Have you looked at the ventilation ducts?"

"Look, for the sake of appearance, the ventilation ducts here are designed to be very hidden and... small. They are only as big as a fist, and it is impossible for people or corpses to pass through."

Geng Xun threw the report back to the police officer and almost laughed out of anger: "So it means that this case is not only a case of dismemberment, but also a secret room?"

The police officer didn't dare to speak, but it was obvious that this was the case.

"Where's the surveillance?" Geng Xun was a little irritable.

"This kind of rich people take their privacy very seriously, so the hotel surveillance will not monitor the situation inside the suite. The probe closest to the scene is only set up at the door. We have already checked, except for the cleaning staff, There was no footage of people coming or going."

"Where's the cleaning?"

"We have her under control and are conducting an in-depth investigation. However, this cleaner has a clean and simple family background and has no conflict with the deceased. They have not even met directly..."

"I understand" Geng Xun interrupted him, "So you just don't have any clue, right?"

"Yes..." The police officer nodded timidly.

Geng Xun rubbed his eyebrows: "Who called the police?"

"It's the family doctor of the deceased, named Wu Wei."

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