So far the clues have been broken.
There was no place to hide someone in the room.
There was no secret door, no other window or back door to escape from. The murderer entered the room like a ghost and disappeared like a ghost after stabbing Qian Zhaoer.
The case is stuck, and no one can explain how the murderer killed someone and escaped unscathed.
Xia Zhiyue was not convinced and sent people to search the hotel trash cans, trying to find the suspects in the murder.
I haven't eaten for almost a day, and as night falls, my stomach growls endlessly after talking late.
When I was thinking about finding a place to eat, I saw Xie Mowen walking over with two exquisite lunch boxes in his hands.
"Both police officers must be hungry. They have worked hard. It is not too late to continue working when they are full~"
Xie Mowen said with a smile, saying they were two police officers, but his eyes only looked at Officer Xia.
Xia Zhiyue was also hungry, so she took the lunch box and said thank you.
Several people moved a table in the bride's room, asked the hotel to find some benches, and sat down together to start eating.
At the dinner table, Xie Mowen helped Xia Zhiyue open the lid of the lunch box, and then took the initiative to open the plastic bag outside the disposable chopsticks and sent the chopsticks to Xia Zhiyue.
Tan Wan sat next to Xia Zhiyue, taking apart the chopsticks for herself, smiling and looking at Xie Mowen.
She couldn't help laughing when she saw Xie Mowen's attentive look.
Xia Zhiyue previously detained the group of them in the hotel on the grounds that Xie Mowen was not cleared of suspicion. At first, Xie Mowen was angry at Xia Zhiyue's inexplicable behavior, but unexpectedly he became attentive now.
Looking at his playful and attentive smile, Tan Wan found it interesting and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
The lunch boxes Xie Mowen bought for them had the same dishes, but when Tan Wan lowered his head and saw that his lunch box had two less poached eggs than Xia Zhiyue's lunch box, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
The chopsticks in Tan Wan's hand froze in place, and he looked at Xie Mowen: "Xie Mowen, where are my eggs?"
Xie Mowen's face twitched in embarrassment, glanced at Xia Zhiyue, and explained: "Aren't you allergic to eggs, so I didn't buy them for you, hehehehe..."
After saying that, Xie Mowen was next to Tan Wan's ear again, lowering his voice and saying softly: "The royalties haven't arrived. I don't have enough money and can only buy one egg. I'm sorry."
Damn, Tan Wan was so angry that he almost broke the chopsticks in his hand.
She worked hard to help Xie Mowen clear his suspicions, but this guy was so good that he treated one person favorably and favored another even though he had an egg!
Seeing Tan Wan's expression getting worse and worse, Xie Mowen's heart trembled, and he turned around and walked out the door on the pretext of buying them water.
As soon as I reached the door, I turned a corner and was bumped on the shoulder by a hotel room cleaning employee.
Xie Mowen felt pain in his shoulder. He covered the pain in his shoulder with his hand: "Sister, please watch the road!"
I saw that the person who came was about forty or fifty years old, a middle-aged woman.
Her hair was a little gray. She stood at the door of the bride's preparation room and looked in, her eyes constantly looking into the room.
The movement at the door alarmed the people in the room. Xia Zhiyue stopped talking and looked towards the door: "Adé, who is that?"
Ade brought the middle-aged woman in: "This person is the hotel's cleaning staff."
The middle-aged woman behaved a little awkwardly and seemed a little nervous when she saw so many police officers at once.
At first, Xia Zhiyue couldn't understand what this woman wanted to do. When she saw her looking at her, she asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for a police officer named Xia." The middle-aged woman looked around cautiously, "They said that a police officer named Xia was in charge of Miss Qian's case."
Tan Wan was chewing rice: "This is Officer Xia Zhiyue, what can I do for you?"
The woman was plain-looking, like an ordinary middle-aged woman.
She is a housekeeper in the hotel and is usually responsible for tidying up the rooms of guests who check out and cleaning the bathrooms.
"I was working in the laundry room just now. When I was working, I found this..."
The middle-aged woman took out something from behind her. She handed it out and said in an uncertain tone: "I saw blood on it and thought I should bring it to you to take a look... "
Tan Wan took a closer look and saw that the middle-aged woman was holding a worn yukata.
Someone used a sharp instrument to dig out a hole in the middle of the yukata. Centered around the hole, blood splatters reflected on the top of the snow-white yukata, which was shocking.
“Sister, where did you find this??”
Xia Zhiyue had already picked up the poached egg and was about to put it in her mouth. After seeing it, she immediately put down her chopsticks and ignored the poached egg falling on the table.
The cleaning lady took the two of them to the hotel's laundry room. Several large washing machines in the laundry room were working hard, making noisy mechanical sounds.
Towels and bath towels used by guests in the hotel will be sent here and stored together. After accumulating to a certain amount, they will be uniformly transported to the washing machine for cleaning.
And this bloody bathrobe was found in the dirty basket.
"Today, as usual, I prepared to send the clothes to the washing machine for cleaning. At first, the yukata was pressed down and only a little was exposed. I saw blood on it and didn't care. It is common for yukata to get stained.
But when I took the clothes out, I felt something was wrong. The blood on the clothes didn't look like nosebleeds or menstruation stains. The amount of blood was too large, like..."
At this point, the middle-aged female employee paused and whispered: "It seems like someone killed someone and got injured."
Yesterday, the news about Qian Zhaoer's fake death had spread among the hotel employees.
The next day, Qian Zhaoer was stabbed, and the police cordoned off the scene, making the incident even more publicized.
So when she saw blood on the bathrobe, the female employee immediately thought of Miss Qian's incident, turned around and sent the bathrobe to the police.
"That's what I said!" Xia Zhiyue smiled broadly and raised her yukata in front of her face, as if she had found a new trophy.
She laughed loudly and said to Tan Wan: "I said the murderer must have used something to block himself so that he was not stained with blood! It's Zhao Yide, it must be him!"
Unexpectedly, Xia Zhiyue would be slapped in the face by the female employee soon.
The female employee said softly: "I'm sorry, police officer, I don't think it was worn by Mr. Zhao Yide."
Xia Zhiyue's happy expression froze on her face, her hand holding the yukata was still in the air, she turned her head and asked, "Ah, why?"
The female employee took the bathrobe from Xia Zhiyue's hand and took out the label on the inside of the bathrobe.
Then he explained: "You see, the label of this yukata is for women. Women's yukata are usually made to be more close-fitting and can't be worn by men's bodies.
We have recycled the two dirty bathrobes in Mr. Zhao Yide's room, so this one should not belong to Mr. Zhao. "
