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The rain outside the window kept falling, Wang Mei took a flashlight, pushed open the door of the private room, and did the routine inspection work every night.The hotel where she works is located near a remote national highway, and the name is very domineering, called "Shengshi Hotel".The five-story self-built building, the first and second floors are used as restaurants, and the third to fifth floors are accommodation rooms. The neon lights on the roof are always on all night. It is the most "high-end" hotel in this area.

After the inspection of private room 201 was over, Wang Mei withdrew and closed the door. When she looked up, her whole body trembled, and her sweat pores stood on end.

At the end of the long and quiet corridor, there stood an old man in a Chinese tunic suit.He is short and thin, above him is an induction lamp, the light bulb has the minimum wattage to save electricity, under the dim yellow light, the old man's face is not clear.

But Wang Mei knew that his expression must be ferocious. His eyebrows were raised and his face was straight, just like what many colleagues on the night shift had described before, his cloudy eyes were shining, as if he was looking for something.

There have been rumors of ghosts in Shengshi Hotel for more than half a month. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when the cloud is at its peak, an old man in a Chinese tunic quietly appeared in the corridor, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Several colleagues have seen it with their own eyes and were frightened. It was so bad that two waitresses even resigned voluntarily, not daring to continue working here.

Wang Mei froze in place, her hands and feet were cold, her palms were wet, and the flashlight fell to the ground.The sensor lights turned off one by one, and the corridor was instantly enveloped in darkness. She let out a shrill cry, which turned on the sensor lights in the entire corridor, and there was no one at the end of the corridor, except for her.

Hearing the screams, the security guards ran up. Wang Mei trembled all over and grabbed his arm tightly, so frightened that she couldn't stand still.

"There is a ghost, there is a ghost! It's that old man!"

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He Wei was driving the car and saw red and blue police lights and ambulance lights flashing alternately a few meters away. The vision was poor on rainy days. Just as the wipers had just scraped across the windshield, another layer of rainwater rushed on it, forming wavy water patterns. The lights in the place also cast double shadows.

He parked the car in front of the gate of Shengshi Hotel and got out of the car with an umbrella.The scene has been cordoned off, and a dozen or so passers-by stretched their necks to look into the courtyard gate, and some even wore pajamas to join in the fun.At this moment, it should be the time when everyone is sleeping soundly in the dead of night, but the surrounding small buildings are lit with lights in every house, obviously because of this murder case, they can't sleep.

Holding an umbrella in one hand, He Wei took out his police ID card from his pocket with the other hand, walked past the edge of the crowd, raised the cordon and stooped to enter the courtyard gate, and raised his hand just as the police officer was about to speak, revealing his ID card ——

He Wei, head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Shengzhou Public Security Bureau.

The police officer opened his mouth, quickly saluted, and watched the young man walk into the murder scene.

The rainproof shelter has been set up in the hospital, and the survey colleagues are currently collecting evidence. Zheng Youqing is wearing a mask and holding a camera, taking pictures of the shoe prints in the mud. When he saw He Wei, he raised his eyebrows and said, "He Detachment, you are here."

He Wei nodded, looked around, and asked, "Where's the corpse?"

Zheng Youqing pointed to the five-story building behind him: "It's at the back, we have to turn around. Team He, do you like Sichuan food?"

"It's okay." He Wei had already put away his umbrella when he answered, put on the transparent raincoat and plastic gloves handed by his colleagues, Zheng Youqing stuck out his tongue: "That's good, Sister Lan's place is mapo tofu, Brother Chong come here I had supper before and almost vomited it out."

The corners of He Wei's lips curled up, and he walked over while wearing a mask, and when he turned the corner, he saw Xia Liang in the group wiping the corners of his mouth while holding the wall.He raised his head, met He Wei's eyes, and complained with a distorted face: "I rely on Sister Lan to tell me that the scene is not ugly, so it's not ugly? Some parts need to be brought back with a shovel."

He Wei raised his head to measure the height of the floor, and then glanced at the flower bed not far behind him. It is very possible that the ground is red and white.The people who fell from the building had different situations according to where their bodies hit the ground and the geographical location where they landed. Some fell from more than a dozen floors and only broke their limbs, while others fell from a height of several meters and were unable to be rescued. According to the reactions of Zheng Youqing and Xia Liang, tonight The deceased who fell from the building must have died on the spot, and the ambulance was superfluous.

"Generally, the high-falling victims have minor external injuries and severe internal injuries. It's really not ugly. You have been on the scene for three months, why haven't you adapted? If you can't bear it, you can think of something else to divert your attention," He Wei patted his face Shoulder, "Like strawberry yogurt."

Xia Liang's complexion changed, and his stomach, which had been emptied just now, began to convulse again. He Wei asked him to rest for a while, drink a glass of water, and walked to the flower bed by himself.

The scene at the flower bed was not so tragic. All he saw was a pool of blood and corpses covered with white cloth. "Ma Po Tofu" and "Strawberry Yogurt" were spread on the stone steps of the flower bed and flowed to the ground along the colored bricks. The constant flushing of the blood dilutes the bloody smell a lot, and it doesn't look so unappetizing.

"You missed the most exciting part, do you regret not staying in the bureau when you go home tonight?" Du Ruanlan stood aside, took off the blood-stained gloves and handed them to assistant Luo Ying, "But it's okay, go back to the bureau I can call you for the autopsy."

"Fortunately, I don't have your hobby of admiring corpses. I can still encounter cases on the way of business trips, seamlessly." He Wei squatted down, lifted the white cloth and took a look, "What's going on?"

"The deceased was a male, 175cm tall, and weighed about 65kg. He fell from a building and died at 12:20. The skull was deformed, and there were two contusions on the occiput. Brain tissue leaked out, and there was a small amount of bleeding in the mouth, nose, and external auditory canal. , the right elbow has a contusion and laceration, and the bone is exposed, which is in line with the characteristics of a high fall injury, and the details will not be known until the autopsy in the game."

"This building is five stories high, about 13 to 15 meters. The distance between the landing point and the floor where he jumped is basically about one meter. He landed here on the flower bed, so there should be external force." He Wei put on gloves and dialed the dial The corpse's shirt, "there are no signs of tearing in the clothes that appear to have been caused by the high pressure of the fall."

"Yes, it takes at least the twentieth floor to cause this level." Du Ruanlan pointed to the roof, "Chongzhen and Hu Songkai are on it, so we should be able to find clues."

"Are there any witnesses at the scene?" He Wei covered the white cloth again, Du Ruanlan took off the mask, revealing a beautiful face, and smiled slightly: "Yes, this is the main reason I called you. Do you know what she said?"

"Ok?"

"She said..." Du Ruanlan smiled even more, "It's ghosts."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became treacherous, and the night wind that blew was chilling. He Wei frowned, feeling that this case of falling from a building would not be that simple.

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"It's true! There really are ghosts!"

Wang Mei was trembling with her water glass in her hand, and she was sitting on a wooden chair in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. Yun Xiaoxiao comforted her while taking notes: "Tell me again, the specific situation at the time of the incident."

When He Wei walked into the hotel lobby, he saw witnesses shaking like a sieve, describing the scene of the crime:

"I was supposed to be on the night shift today, but I ran into a ghost while checking the private room. I was so scared that I couldn't make it through at 12 o'clock, so I asked the manager for leave and wanted to go back early. As soon as I walked to the back door of the compound, I heard There was a loud 'bang' behind me, and I turned around and saw a person falling on the flower bed. I walked over and saw that, it was the manager... His head was bleeding a lot, and white things flowed down the side of the flower bed. Turn around a few times..."

She closed her eyes suddenly, obviously feeling terrified when she recalled the tragic picture of her brain collapsing.Yun Xiaoxiao caressed her back, Wang Mei took a sip from the water glass, and continued: "Then I looked up, and there was an old man standing on the roof! It was the ghost I met at night. He must have killed the manager. It's not clean, there are ghosts! I quit, I want to go home!"

Her emotions became agitated, and she stood up to rush out. Yun Xiaoxiao and another policewoman hurriedly grabbed her, comforted her softly, and took her to the private room to rest.He Wei called Yun Xiaoxiao over: "Have you finished recording?"

"Well, it's all said to be caused by ghosts." Yun Xiaoxiao pointed to two other hotel employees with panic expressions in the lobby, "According to them, most people in the hotel have seen the old man with their own eyes. Open, said that the ghost door was not closed properly on a rainy day, so the old man took the manager away by the way."

"By the way?" Xia Liang opened her eyes wide, feeling speechless, "A human life, how can I say by the way? Think it's shopping for vegetables."

"How can there be so many supernatural events, and you haven't even seen them when you approach science?" He Wei ordered, "Xiaoxiao, record the appearance and characteristics of the 'ghosts' they talk about, and ask for more details."

Yun Xiaoxiao agreed, and He Wei and Xia Liang found the stairs. There is no elevator in this self-built building, and the floor structure is simple. There is only one staircase leading to the upper floor.He Wei raised his head, noticed the camera, turned his head and said, "Xiao Xia, go to the security guard to adjust the monitoring, and see who has been there during the time when the incident happened."

He climbed up to the fifth floor alone, pushed open the door leading to the roof, and a rainproof shed was also set up on it, and two current colleagues were carefully collecting all suspicious traces.Chongzhen pressed Hu Songkai and simulated the scene of the deceased falling from the building on the railing.

"Look, we're fighting hand to hand, and I'll press you against the railing," Chong Zhen lifted Hu Songkai's collar and pressed his back against the railing, "Look around, move left and right."

"What are you talking about when handling a case? If that's how the scratch came from, what about the fingerprints on the railing?" Hu Songkai grabbed the rusty railing behind him with both hands, "The fingerprints of the index finger and middle finger are at the bottom of the railing. Going forward, you have to hold it with a forehand grip, even if you hold it with your backhand, the position of your fingerprints will be different."

Hu Songkai pushed Chongzhen, and the two changed their postures so that Chongzhen was facing the railing, with his hands behind his back in a pushing gesture: "It should be facing the railing like this. The deceased looked down and left his fingerprints. Then he was pushed from behind, you Pinpin, is that the reason?"

"What am I buying? I still have half a shoe printed on the steps. According to your inference, this posture is about to hurdle?" Chongzhen turned his head, saw He Wei, and waved at him, "Old He, you come to judge! Erhu suspects the deceased It's going down the hurdle!"

"...Did I say hurdles?! I made a preliminary judgment based on the traces of the landing point!"

"Don't ask me to judge, I don't want to join the debate between you two." He Wei took a small flashlight and turned it on, "Have you watched the whole scene?"

Chong Zhen said: "Look at this rooftop, there is nothing to cover it, except for the stairwell and the ventilation ducts above it, if you look to the end, you have already seen it, and you have not missed every corner."

He Wei took the flashlight and went to check the landing point with the yellow mark on it.I saw a scratch about ten centimeters long on the rusty railing, and half a blurry mud shoe print on the steps. I squatted down and saw a group of fingerprints that had been marked by the technical team.The roof is a concrete floor, and it is raining again. There are only half-heel shoe prints left on the ground, stepping on the dirt accumulated at the base of the wall.

"The door lock is intact, and there are traces of struggle at the landing point, but no one was injured, and no blood reaction was detected." Hu Songkai waved, and Xiao Chen from the technical team handed over a ziplock bag. A button with half a fingerprint on it."

He Wei took it over and took a look: "The shirt worn by the deceased has white buttons, and the trousers have black buttons. This one is navy blue with threads on it, which may have been torn off during the fight with the murderer." He glanced up at the rooftop, pointing Holding a hemp rope tied to two thin bamboo poles across the roof, "It may also be accidentally dropped while drying the clothes, first take it back to the bureau to compare fingerprints."

He stood by the railing and looked down. There happened to be no shelter on this side of the wall, and the fall hit the ground smoothly.The rainproof shed hadn't been removed yet, and only a part of the flower bed could be seen. He Wei lamented that as long as a person fell a little further and landed on the flower bed, he might be able to save his life.

At this time, Xia Liang's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "He Detachment, come down and have a look, maybe there really is a ghost!"