Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 195 The Life of a Married Man

"Last night at 11 o'clock, three men booked suite 102 to open a patty,

At 11:[-], three women entered the suite,
At 12 o'clock, the front desk received a complaint call, claiming that the next door was too noisy,

So the manager, Danny, sent a waiter to come up to remind, and then the 102 suite was quiet, and the neighbor did not continue to complain
After dawn, the cleaning staff came in to pack things, and saw that all six guests were dead. She panicked and called the police. "

George led the way through the corridor, and along the way there were constantly passing back and forth in police uniforms and white coats.

As he walked, he briefly told the story of the case.

Tony and Rucker were the "bosses" of the Manhattan Police Department, and telling them wasn't a leak.

Maybe we can go one step ahead and find the suspect through technical means.

Rucker and Tony, who were at the murder scene last night, knew that they had a room next door.

As for whether it is possible for the two of them to go to the scene to appreciate their masterpiece after the murder.

joke,

If the two of them really did it, what the waiter saw should not be a corpse, but a clean and spotless room.

Manhattan police are most afraid of taking on cases involving hotel sweepers.

So clean!
Tony was the first to ask: "All six people died? Internal strife?"

For Rucker and Tony, the murder was just a game, so Jarvis was not asked to help.

If you know the ending before the movie starts, the movie viewing performance will drop exponentially.

Laktao said: "Three men and three women, it doesn't look like the distribution is uneven."

George: What tauren plot...

Tony raised his eyebrows and glanced at his side: I didn't see it, my thinking was very clear.

George: "...No, six people were killed by the same person during preliminary investigations. The strange thing is that no murder weapon was found, and the physical evidence team is still collecting further."

Tony asked back, "What about surveillance?"

Lark didn't say anything, just one meaning.

Aside from other things in a four-star hotel, the corridors are densely monitored and there are no dead spots. As long as someone comes in and out, they will definitely leave traces.

Unless he can fly.

George shook his head: "The monitoring is still under investigation, it will take some time."

After he finished speaking, he paused, then turned around, revealing a row of white teeth:

"How about Mr. Stark help me, you are an expert in this area."

However, he muttered about the pressure of Pepper's "confessional leniency" in the morning, and Tony just wanted to stay a little longer now and go back later.

Alas, such is the life of a married man~~
"No, investigating cases is the task of your police. If I need my help, why should I donate so much money to your police station every year?"

George had a toothache, and he almost forgot the identity of this "King of Mouth".

"Haha, Mr. Stark was just kidding, how dare you ask you to help with a little thing."

Conversation Room 102 has arrived.

There were police officers standing on both sides, and three small signs stood on the ground facing the gate, with Arabic numerals 1, 2, and 3 written on them.

The surroundings were outlined with white powder, and two policemen held cameras to take pictures and record them.

George stopped at the door again, saying that he could see it, but he couldn't disturb their work.

Lak readily agreed, and followed into Suite 102.

This is a presidential suite with two living rooms, four bedrooms, and three bathrooms...

The configuration is luxurious.

A milky white carpet spreads from the door to the living room, where there are sofas, coffee tables, and TV sets.

It's a pity that the elegant style room is in a mess at the moment.

The coffee table is full of bottles and cans, whiskey, red wine, XO...

Of course, there is also the white powder that the Federation likes to see.

The light blue sofa was covered with bloody flowers, and a pair of bloody footprints stretched from the table legs all the way to the door, and finally fell down with a "slap" and never got up again.

There were bloody pillows, clothes, and pants all over the ground.

The situation in the next room and bedroom is similar.

The body has been transported away, leaving only six humanoid drawings with strange shapes.

There are many staff members in the house, and there are signs all over the ground, so there is not much room for the two to observe.

Lark concentrated his attention, walked around and successfully harvested... 0 clues.

He can kill people, investigate cases, find clues and so on, he is a layman.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Tony's eyes shining brightly, and he didn't miss any corners along the way. The corners of his mouth curled up from time to time, making strange noises.

"...something...awesome...this thing is good."

Could he still be Sherlock Holmes material?

Lark followed Tony's gaze, and his face darkened suddenly.

Leopard-print handcuffs, black leather whips, boots, and a 40 cm long thing that is thick at both ends and thin in the middle.

As expected of a playboy, the point of attention is to be different from others.

After the investigation was over, the three of them stood at the door and swallowed.

George exhaled smoke rings and asked, "How is it, has Mr. Stark found any clues, can you share them."

Tony looked solemn: "Yes, and it is a very important clue."

"Oh!" George put down his cigarette, "Let's hear it."

Rucker rolled his eyes, he knew Tony too well, this expression made him ready to talk nonsense.

He put his right foot up on his left leg, leaned his shoulders crookedly against the wall, and was ready to watch a play.

Sure enough, just as he was posing, Tony raised his head and exhaled a circular smoke ring, lowered his voice, and spoke slowly in a magnetic voice:
"First of all, based on the posture of the corpse at the door and the bloody footprints on the ground, it can be judged that the victim ran out from the sofa to ask for help, but before he/she reached the door, he was attacked and collapsed on the ground... "

George fell silent, listening to the dandy's advice, and the orange-red sparks flickered on and off.

Rucker...covered his mouth with the motion of smoking a cigarette to keep himself from laughing.

He could see from this angle that Tony could hear Jarvis's voice faintly with a gadget in his ear.

Cheating!

Just as he was talking, Happy came out from the corner, and just as he raised his hand, a police officer passed by.

"Team leader, the preliminary analysis of the monitoring of the corridor has been completed, and no abnormalities were found."

Seeing that he was busy, Tony took the opportunity to end the conversation, took two deep breaths and turned his head to wink at Lak.

Didn't expose me?

Good mood!
"Oh, nothing abnormal at all?" George took the tablet, swiped it randomly and asked:
"Has the waiter checked with the tenant next door?"

"Checked, no problem."

Here's to trouble!
The two clues broke at the same time, which means that it is more difficult to find the suspect.

Coupled with the pressure from the reporters outside and the hotel owner behind the scenes, things got even worse.

George switched between the two videos irritably, then turned off the screen and returned it to the police officer, ordering:
"Check the surveillance in the surrounding blocks to see if there are any windfalls."

"clear."

The officer was ordered to turn around and leave, a large hand on his shoulder through the smoke.

"Wait, show me the video again."

it's lark
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he rubbed the cigarette butt with his right hand, as if he had discovered something.

"This……"

Tony and George raised their eyebrows at the same time:
"put!"

When the boss spoke, the police obediently turned on the tablet and switched the monitoring screen.

(End of this chapter)