Chapter 152 is completely finished.
Under the night sky.
Uncle Wang's expression collapsed, and he kept repeating, "It's over, it's over."
He had been on guard the whole way, and nothing had happened.
Finally, they arrived at the hotel.
Only for him to be met with such a huge surprise.
He was getting old!
He really couldn't take it!
Wiping the blood splatters from his face, he looked at Chen Mo's back.
He wanted to say something, but his lips only trembled twice; he couldn't say a word.
Unlucky.
He was truly too unlucky.
He had run all the way to Xining, yet Xiao Chen actually managed to follow him here!
"Don't panic."
Chen Mo's face wasn't splattered with blood, but his clothes were covered in it.
Standing under the lights of the hotel entrance, he looked as if he were wearing a suit made of blood.
To an outsider, it would look like he had murdered someone.
A person falling is a matter of a split second.
He hadn't had a chance to look closely yet.
Based on the clothing, the person who had fallen from the seventh floor and landed in front of them was a female.
Because she was wearing a pink dress.
In summer, many people dressed like that.
The person was motionless; she was clearly dead.
Blood began to spread from beneath her.
From Chen Mo's perspective, the spine had pierced through the back of her neck, and every bone in her body was broken.
Her face was sunken, and her skull was shattered.
In short, everything in sight...
...could be summed up in one word: tragic!
The scene was too bloody!
"Ah!!!"
A terrified scream rang out from inside the hotel entrance to the left.
Chen Mo turned his head to look.
He saw a hotel receptionist in uniform with her eyes tightly shut, letting out the most terrified scream of her life!
"Ah!!!"
The sound was incredibly loud and piercing.
Hotel guests and nearby pedestrians noticed instantly.
—Bang.
The sound of a window opening echoed.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of footsteps also approached from a distance.
"Holy sh*t!"
"Oh my god, someone's dead!"
"Someone's dead! A person died!"
"Just now someone jumped into the river, and now someone jumped off a building."
"What on earth is wrong with Xining tonight? This is too scary."
Various exclamations rang out one after another.
Accompanied by the clicking sounds of people taking photos.
Chen Mo didn't dawdle; he immediately pulled his phone from his pocket.
He reported the situation to the Instructor.
Next was to control the scene and keep people away from the body.
"Everyone, back up!"
"I'm a police officer!"
Chen Mo pulled his ID from his pocket.
Only then did those bold enough to want to step forward and look reluctantly retreat.
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen."
Uncle Wang's weary voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Mo.
"I suddenly miss home."
"Do you think if I buy a ticket now, I can leave?"
Hearing this, Chen Mo turned his head and shook it.
"Oh, I knew it!"
"I knew I was finished!"
Uncle Wang's emotions surged again; he was so angry he wanted to punch the hotel next to him into rubble.
Why did it have to be his room?
Why couldn't it be someone else's room?
Why is the world out to get me!
"Calm down!"
Chen Mo didn't know how to comfort him either.
Nor did he want to anymore.
Because he had comforted him many times before this.
He firmly believed that Uncle Wang had a strong ability to self-adjust.
...
A moment later.
Several urgent sirens approached from a distance.
Accompanied by flashing red and blue lights, at least five police cars arrived at the same time.
—Bang, bang, bang.
The sound of car doors closing rang out.
"Chen Mo, what's the situation?"
The Instructor and Long Hao walked straight toward Chen Mo.
At the same time, they looked at the body on the ground.
Their brows furrowed.
The body had fallen so tragically; it could only be described as being smashed to pieces.
If they hadn't handled even bloodier cases before, they really might have vomited.
Just as they were thinking this, the sound of a newly recruited officer vomiting came from behind them.
"Eh!?"
"Why is it you?"
Long Hao suddenly noticed Uncle Wang standing behind Chen Mo.
His confusion about why Chen Mo had suddenly encountered a case was instantly resolved.
Nothing good ever happens when those two are together!
Especially when they go to watch the excitement together.
These were all lessons learned from experience.
"I was planning to get a late-night snack when I ran into Uncle Wang."
While Chen Mo was explaining,
the Xining police had already dispersed the surrounding crowd and cordoned off the body with caution tape.
To be even safer,
they also set up a tent over the body.
The purpose was to cover the body.
To prevent the matter from spreading further.
After Chen Mo briefly explained the situation,
Long Hao finally nodded.
"Since the person fell from the window of a room on the seventh floor,"
"check if the deceased was the occupant of that room. Why would someone suddenly jump from up there for no reason?"
"Suicide or homicide?"
Yang Jianguo, holding the highest rank at the scene, immediately stepped forward to preside over the relevant work.
"Mm, it's already being checked."
Just as Long Hao finished speaking,
the voice of the receptionist at the entrance drifted over.
She was being questioned by an officer.
"No, only one guest checked into the seventh floor."
"It's an old man around sixty years old. In any case, it's definitely not the person dead on the ground."
"Officer, I'm scared. Can I leave?"
Sobbing sounds rang out after she finished answering the questions.
"I'm sorry, but as an eyewitness at the primary scene, there are other questions we need to ask. Don't be afraid."
The officer comforted her.
Hearing this, Long Hao instantly thought of something.
"Instructor Yang, why would the deceased suddenly appear in that old man's room?"
"Do they know each other? Was there a conflict? Without a doubt, the occupant of the room is highly suspect."
Yang Jianguo nodded; that was indeed the logic.
"First, send someone to find the occupant of the room. Once found, interrogate them on the spot!"
The conversation between the two reached Uncle Wang's ears, every single word.
His expression was as bitter as if he had eaten a bitter melon.
"Him!"
"It's him!"
The hotel receptionist's gaze suddenly landed on Uncle Wang.
"The occupant of the seventh floor is him!"
As soon as those words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene instantly froze.
Everyone turned to look at Uncle Wang.
The person had fallen from a window of a room on the seventh floor.
Since the deceased was not the occupant, the actual occupant was naturally a major suspect.
"I..."
"I am indeed the occupant."
"But I also just got back from outside. I don't know anything."
Uncle Wang raised both hands and waved them at everyone.
His demeanor was as pitiful as could be.
He was truly at his wit's end.
"So you mean to say you don't know anything?"
A stern voice suddenly came from behind.
It was the Captain of the Xining Municipal Bureau's Criminal Investigation Team.
This man had a square face, a burly build, and an innate aura of authority when he spoke.
"I really don't know anything."
"Someone, take him back for interrogation. Don't let him get in the way here."
Ji Feng waved his hand, and a young man immediately stepped out from the crowd.
He showed a row of white teeth and smiled at Uncle Wang.
"This way, Uncle. Please."
"My name is Liu Zhiyong. You can call me Xiao Liu."
Xiao... Xiao Liu!??
Hearing this, Uncle Wang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died at this moment.