Excellent beauty's personal security guard

The door facing the bathroom is a milky white bathtub.

The shower on the bathtub flowed with misty water. The water in the bathtub has overflowed. A snow-white body floats in the spray. The dark hair gently ripples with the waves.

On the edge of the bathtub, there is also a corner of the pajamas. The water flowing from the bathtub flows along one cuff of the pajamas to the floor drain in the corner.

Zhao Jianhui could not help frowning slightly. Looking at Dongfang Wenying's closed eyes, he suddenly tightened his heart. He immediately reflected it: "is this a conspiracy against himself?"

When he thought deeply, the male repairman pulled the waitress, and the two had already run away like a wind. Zhao Jianhui went to the bathtub and carefully checked Dongfang Wenying's body. The woman's muscles were white and there was no place to break her skin.

Back in the living room, Zhao Jianhui took out his mobile phone and was calling the police. Five or six policemen came in outside the door. The police came quickly enough to hear that someone died in the hotel. But no one thought, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the man who was said to be the murderer, sitting on the sofa with a big Ma Jindao, holding a mobile phone and preparing to make a phone call.

The chief policeman quickly took out a pistol from his waist and designated Zhao Jianhui: "don't move, raise your hand."

Zhao Jianhui glanced at him and said faintly, "you're here. That's a province. I'll call the police again. The deceased is inside. Check the scene to see if there are any clues. I just looked at it roughly and found no doubt... "

"Did you... Check it?" The police officer in charge of the team was confused by Zhao Jianhui's calmness. He said in his heart, why is this man so bold? Kill people and don't run. Are you still waiting for the police to come and instruct the police to solve the case?

"I asked you to put your hands up, didn't you hear me? Don't move... I'll shoot if I move. " Seeing that Zhao Jianhui wanted to put his mobile phone in his pocket, the policeman who pointed a gun at Zhao Jianhui immediately shouted again.

"Hello... Officer, I just put my cell phone away. You asked me to raise my hand and don't let me move. What should I do? " Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly and said that he had been made a mistake this time.

"Put your hands up..." the policeman didn't look like joking with him. He designated Zhao Jianhui with a pistol. A policeman behind him came with handcuffs and handcuffed Zhao Jianhui's hands. Several policemen were relieved.

Two people were left to look at Zhao Jianhui. The other policemen searched the room separately. The policeman who led the team just walked into the bathroom to check Dongfang Wenying's body.

After more than ten minutes, several policemen returned to the living room and whispered something together. One policeman went out and looked like asking for the support of the superior criminal investigation police. The policeman who led the team walked up to Zhao Jianhui and asked, "what's your name and what do you do?"

"Zhao Jianhui, a cadre of the national development and Reform Commission." Zhao Jianhui smiled, lowered his head and nuzui: "I have my certificate in my pocket..."

The policeman came in, reached out and took out his certificate from Zhao Jianhui's pocket. This is Zhao Jianhui's work card, not his special certificate.

"Zhao Jianhui, deputy director of the State Development... Level: Main Hall..." there was Zhao Jianhui's bareheaded photo and his name and position on it. After opening it, the policeman glanced at him and aligned himself with the photo, which was read out loudly. When he arrived at the level main hall, the policeman was obviously stunned. He said that the boy made up his certificates. How can there be such a young main hall?

"Where did you get this certificate?" The policeman asked what was in his mind. His words stunned Zhao Jianhui: "what do you mean, where did I get it? This is from the unit. If you don't believe it, you can check it. All our people live in Nantian hotel. "

"What are you proud of? Even if you are really the director of the Reform Commission, you can't just say you didn't kill anyone? Even if it's true, it can only prove your identity. It doesn't mean you'll be fine if you kill someone. What we stress is that everyone is equal before the law... "

As he spoke, Zhao Jianhui nodded, "yes, you're right, but how can you conclude that I killed someone? Can it be said that if I am in this room and someone dies in this room, I can say that I killed someone? "

"That's not who you are?" The policeman asked loudly.

"This is what I want to ask you. Who killed the man needs your police to find out. You can't say I killed the man until there is no conclusion." Zhao Jianhui said, two fingers moved in front of the officer, and the handcuffs on his hands fell to the ground with a thud. Then the shocked police officer, whose eyes were about to fall, saw Zhao Jianhui's hand reach out to his eyes and took back the certificate he held in his hand.

"You already know my name and where I work. I live in Nantian hotel. If you need cooperation, you can come to me at any time." Zhao Jianhui said and smiled at him: "now, I should go back."

As he spoke, he walked out. The policeman quickly shouted, "you... You stop... You can't go. There are many problems. You haven't made it clear yet."

Zhao Jianhui stopped, looked back at him and asked, "what else do you need to know?"

"What is your relationship with the dead? Did you book the room or did the dead book it? What are you doing in the room? I... I mean, what kind of work do you have to talk about in this hotel room? "

Zhao Jianhui stared at him for a moment, looked into his eyes and asked, "have you recognized the dead?"

"Yes, Dongfang Wenying is also a famous person in southern Guangdong. Although she doesn't necessarily know so many people, there may not be many people who don't know her." The officer had regained his composure, nodded and said.

Zhao Jianhui thought for a while, then came back and asked the police officer, "which unit are you from? Is it the criminal police team or the police station? "

"I'm the director of Xinyuan Road police station in Lunan district. My name is Li Lei." The police officer was able to know Zhao Jianhui's identity. Although he was suspicious, he replied very seriously.

"Director Li, I suggest you report to the superior leadership immediately, but don't say that the deceased is dead when you return."

"Don't say the dead are dead? This... "Hearing Zhao Jianhui say so, director Li Lei's brain is a little useless:" you, what do you mean by that? "

Zhao Jianhui glanced at the public security policemen who followed him. Li Lei still had a set of skills in observing his face. As soon as he saw Zhao Jianhui's eyes, he immediately understood what Zhao Jianhui was worried about, and immediately said to Zhao Jianhui, "these are all my people. If you have anything to say."

Zhao Jianhui said that I don't even know who you are. Your people are loyal to you, but they are uncertain about me, right? But I don't have anyone to use now. I have to stabilize you.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui lowered his voice and said, "I just thought of it temporarily. You think, since the other party wants to kill, it must be afraid that Dongfang Wenying knows what secrets..." what secrets do you know? Originally, Zhao Jianhui was going to make up a paragraph for several public security officers to keep the news of Dongfang Wenying's death secret. When he said that Dongfang Wenying might know what secret before he was killed, Zhang Mingyang's face came out of his mind like a spark of Danshan.

Yes, Zhang Mingyang is the one who most hopes that Dongfang Wenying can't speak now. Seeing that a working group has been set up in the province to investigate the fishy work of Dongfang Wenying, Shen Ziwen and Yang Huaili, we have to find Zhang Mingyang. If Dongfang Wenying can't speak, there will be no threat to Zhang Mingyang.

The more he thought, the more reasonable he was. He said half of what he said to Li Lei, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called sun Liyun: "you contact the comrades of the local bureau and rush to room 3501 of Haixin Hotel immediately."

After making this call, I saw director Li open his mouth and look at himself. I was probably wondering if this person had a nerve problem. How can I say that wind is rain? I just talked to me half way. I don't know what I think of, but I suddenly call someone a mobile phone?

I don't know. Zhao Jianhui is addicted to playing mobile phones. When he just hung up, he immediately dialed to others: "Secretary Xu, I want to report to you... Well, yes, I need the cooperation of the Provincial Department... OK, I'll wait here..."

Li Lei can't help shivering when he listens to his name, Secretary Xu. On the territory of southern Guangdong, there is probably only one secretary surnamed Xu he knows. What's the origin of this man? A phone call easily knocked him over? If it were the old man, he would have just fallen asleep at this time? Is this a private number? If the phone in the Secretary's hand, the other party can't transfer it to him, can it? Even if it's a turn, it can't come so fast!!

Li Lei was more and more frightened. When he heard that Zhao Jianhui said he needed the cooperation of the provincial department, Li Lei had no doubt in his heart. He jumped for a while without a click in his heart. He said that it seemed that this matter was going to make a big fuss. How could such a case disturb the provincial department?

After hanging up Secretary Xu's phone, Zhao Jianhui called Dongfang Wenjing: "Wenjing, um, it's me. You'll come to room 3501 of Haixin hotel right away,... What, your mother knows what's the matter? Oh, oh!! Hehe, look where you want to go. It doesn't matter if you tell her that I'm looking for you to cooperate in a very important matter. You must come right away,... Well, pay attention to this when you come. It's best not to let others see your face,... OK, you can dress yourself up as an Arab. Well, OK, I'll wait for you. "