The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 271 Death (Part [-])
The hotel where the crew of "The Secret History of Qing Yu" stayed was not the same as that of "Shang Shen Ling Xi", but a Hampton Hotel that was closer to the film and television city.

Song Zhen and the others arrived in the first batch. As soon as the car stopped, Feng Ming and Li Zhan in the back seat rushed out from left to right.

Song Zhen threw the key to Qiu Sen and followed.

Li Zhan was in charge of negotiating with the hotel to get a spare room card, while Song Zhen and Feng Ming went upstairs first.

Because the police protected Huo Yuan, they knew the room number.

Song Zhen and the others were equipped with guns. After arriving at the door of Huo Yuan's room, Song Zhen was in charge of guarding the door, and Feng Ming was in charge of knocking on the door.

These are all negotiated in advance on the car.

Boom boom boom!
Feng Ming reached out to knock on the door, and then said, "Xiao Tang, Xiao Tian, ​​I've brought you a supper!"

After waiting for a while, there was no answer from inside the door, nor any other sounds.

Feng Ming and Song Zhen looked at each other, and they both saw dignity in each other's eyes.

According to Li Zhan's order, the two police officers, Tang Wei and Xiao Tian, ​​should follow Huo Yuan every step of the way.

When Tang Wei and the others reported the situation for the last time, they clearly stated that Huo Yuan had already returned to the room.

As the director, Huo Yuan lived in a suite. For his safety, Tang Wei and Tang Wei didn't have a room at all, but asked Huo Yuan's permission to live on the sofa in the living room.

Now there is no one answering the knock on the door, except for accidents, Feng Ming doesn't think about it.

Plan A of breaking the door failed, so Li Zhan simply got the spare key, so he implemented Plan B.

With a beep, the door opened.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of wind blew over, as if it had finally found a breakthrough.

There is moist water vapor in the wind, as well as the sweet smell of blood.

Song Zhen glanced at Li Zhan, the two were on high alert, one in front of the other, guarding the other, and immediately groped in like fish, followed closely by Feng Ming, who was in charge of the rear.

As far as the eye could see, it was the spacious living room, the window facing the door was wide open, the curtains were rolling crazily, making noises, the wind gushed in through the open window.

There are mottled marks on the curtains, in different shades, which should have been wet by the rain from outside the house.

Judging from the traces, the windows should have only been opened, otherwise the heavy rain, both the curtains and the ground, should have been wet long ago.

Li Zhan made a gesture to Song Zhen, took a few strides, and arrived at the window in a blink of an eye. Song Zhen was in charge of guarding and paying attention to the surrounding movements at all times.

I saw Li Zhan stretching his head to look out the window.

The thunder and lightning outside the window had stopped, but the heavy rain was pouring in, and the dense rain blocked the sight. In addition, this was the [-]th floor, so the scenery on the ground could not be seen clearly at all.

On this side, Song Zhen changed Feng Ming's vigilance, and he was already groping towards the bedroom.

Even if there is wind interference, the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

There is no light in the bedroom, but the door is wide open. The light in the living room seeps in obliquely, but only penetrates a foot away. Like a man-eating beast.

In particular, the floor at the door also reflected a faint dark light, as if the vertical pupils of a beast were staring at people.

Song Zhen took a step forward, approaching the strange darkness calmly and steadily.

As the distance drew closer, Feng Ming's heart almost jumped into his throat.

With a "snap", Feng Ming trembled.

The light in the bedroom suddenly turned on, and at the same time, the dark red pool of blood clearly came into view.

It turned out that the gloomy light was reflected by this pool of blood.

Song Zhen put down his gun and stood in front of the door, like a sculpture.

Feng Ming had already expected it in his heart, so he hurried over and saw a very bloody and brutal scene.

Huo Yuan collapsed at the end of the bed with his head tilted as a pillow. He had been stabbed countless times, and his eyes were wide open, completely explaining what it means to die without peace.

Countless blood flowed out from his abdomen, pooled under his body and on the sides of his legs, forming a pool of blood.

The most frightening thing was the blood splattered all over the wall. The blood dripped down the wall one by one, turning into red marks, like tears of blood, silently accusing this cruel massacre.

Feng Ming put his hands under Huo Yuan's nose and neck, tested them respectively, then backed away, and said in a deep voice, "Dead."

"Come on, Tang Wei and the others are here!" Li Zhan shouted.

Song Zhen then turned around and walked towards Li Zhan.

It was a bathroom. Tang Wei and another policeman, Xiao Tian, ​​were lying on the bathtub, and the other was holding the toilet, tumbling upside down.

"I'm still angry, I should be in a coma." Li Zhan said, and was about to call 120 when the call came in.

He had no choice but to answer the phone first, frowning for a moment, and after a few seconds, he handed the phone to Song Zhen.

"Qiu Sen called, saying that a corpse was found downstairs, it should be Tang Kaixiang, and besides, he has something to ask for you."

Song Zhen answered the phone, gave a feed, and then heard Qiu Sen's voice.

"Boss, Ji Qian is here..."

Song Zhen didn't react for a moment, "What did you say?"

"The little white car that followed us was sitting in Ji Qian. Tang Kaixiang jumped off the building and fell down, right next to their car. She seemed quite frightened."

Song Zhen stuffed the phone back into Li Zhan's hand, "You deal with it first, I'll go downstairs and have a look!"

"What's wrong?" Li Zhan asked hurriedly.

"Nothing!" Song Zhen hurriedly opened the door and went out after answering.

Li Zhan raised his brows, thinking that the corpse over there was going to be dealt with by someone, so he didn't bother to argue with him, so he immediately dealt with the matter at hand.

Feng Ming has already dialed 120.

(End of this chapter)