Lou Yuxin hurriedly unfolded the carefully folded note, and Liang Yuanque quickly came over to take a look.
It read, "Save Su, Fu Hai Hotel."
This was indeed Lou Yating's handwriting, and the words she conveyed truly proved that Su Qingling was taken away by Master Lei's people.
She only said to save "Su", did she know that Teacher Tan was with them?
"But, where is the Fuhai Hotel?" Lou Yuxin couldn't help but ask.
Yes, the whole city is so big. There are dozens of large hotels and six or seven famous restaurants. The name Fuhai seems ordinary, and it does not appear among the famous hotels and restaurants.
It may be difficult to find.
But Liang Yuanque suddenly thought, "I know where it is!"
He stopped the driver and got out of the car, and said to Lou Yuxin, "Go back to the police station with the note and ask Inspector Fu to take people to Changhua Road. There is a Fuhai Hotel there. That must be where Lou Yuxin was talking about."
Lou Yuxin grabbed him and asked, "How are you sure it is there?"
The name of this restaurant seems too common, maybe there is more than one.
Liang Yuanque was racing against time and had no time to explain to him. He could only say, "Since you believe what I say, believe it to the end!"
Lou Yuxin nodded and asked the driver to return to the police station as soon as possible.
Last night, Liang Yuanque roughly judged a location based on the Huang family's housekeeper's explanation and what the police heard on the phone.
Speaking of which, last night, the butler finally confessed that he had followed the master to make deals with the "master" several times before.
They drove the girl who fainted in advance to a secluded alley intersection and waited for someone to pick her up.
Liang Yuanque found the block where the alley belonged from the map. There were both residents and shops here, but due to the geographical location, the housekeeper said that this place was not prosperous.
The butler pointed out the location of the alley. Also in the deepest part of the block.
It sounds like a good place to hide people.
Afterwards, he read the telephone exchange report, which indeed showed that the telephone signal appeared in this neighborhood.
Combined with the sound of donkey hooves heard by the police officer on the phone, he thought that there should be vendors selling charcoal and firewood passing by here.
This kind of hawker goes around the city selling charcoal, usually leading a donkey cart.
But the time of the call was already at night, and hawkers rarely sell charcoal on the street at this time. The police could hear this sound. It should be caused by the hawker passing home after finishing business, which means that there is a charcoal seller living in the street. nearby.
Liang Yuanque went out last night to check which charcoal vendor was selling charcoal on this street.
Last night, after he and Zhuang Youjie went out, he asked passers-by and found out that there lived an old man selling charcoal in this alley. He led a donkey cart and went out to sell charcoal every day.
This is a one-way alley. The sound of the donkey cart can be heard on the phone because the old man is leading the donkey passing by, so the location they are looking for must be in front of the old man's house.
This time, the scope was narrowed again. There were only four houses in front of the old man's house. At this time, there were weak lights coming from the windows of three houses, and only one was dark.
Liang Yuanque locked his eyes on the house that had no lights on. He asked Zhuang Youjie to wait outside while he opened the window lock and climbed in.
The house was already empty. Since the house was very narrow, the phone was placed on the shoe cabinet at the door. Fortunately, it was because of this that they could hear the sound at the door.
Someone had smoked in the house. Because all the windows were closed, the smell of cigarettes was still quite strong. Liang Yuanque touched the cigarette butt in the ashtray and found that several filters were still wet. He must have just left. soon.
There is a high probability that they have found the right place, but unfortunately this is not their main position and can only be regarded as a transit station at best.
There is no girl hidden here, and there is no bloody smell of murder.
Liang Yuanque opened the door and let Zhuang Youjie in, while he began to wander around to see if he could find any clues.
This house has all the facilities, but the kitchen is obviously not open, and the bedroom has a bed but no mattress or bedding.
The bathroom had been used, and there were two woven bags randomly thrown inside.
One of them contained some random garbage such as paper lunch boxes, and the other contained collected wine bottles.
It seems that they usually wait here for delivery from people like the Huang family, but they don't live here. At most, they buy something to eat in a restaurant.
Zhuang Youjie was like the tail of a Liang Yuan sparrow, following behind him curiously. When he saw the bag containing garbage, he said "Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Liang Yuanque asked him.
He reached out and pulled the woven bag on the ground, "This is the bag from Liangji Trading Company."
Liang Yuanque saw the words written on it, "Do you know where Liangji Trading Company is?"
"I know, but it's quite far from here," Zhuang Youjie thought for a while and said, "And this is obviously a bag for loading goods. They are stupid to go so far and buy so many things and bring them back."
Liang Yuanque originally wanted to say that it wouldn't be troublesome to come by car, but Zhuang Youjie's words really reminded him.
Yes, people here only come here periodically to stay for a while, but they don’t live there permanently. Why do they need to travel far and buy a lot of things?
These two bags may not have been brought with them for shopping, but they may have used them to hold garbage.
But such a big bag is rarely given free of charge by any business, so it can only be brought out when shopping.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhuang Youjie fell into deep thought again. He couldn't help but said, "Shouldn't I go? Liangji Trading Company is also related to the case?"
"No, maybe this is the case," Liang Yuanque already had some speculations, "that their main position is actually near Liangji Trading Company, and these bags were just taken casually from there."
Liang Yuanque asked Zhuang Youjie to tell him about the location of Liangji Trading Company. It was located in a relatively prosperous commercial street. There were all merchants nearby and there were no homes. It was impossible to hide people or even kill people secretly, right?
But many people will take advantage of this misunderstanding. Many things are impossible at first glance, but they have to go against the public's thinking.
In this way, the best protection is formed.
Liang Yuanque relied on the fact that there were few people in the old city and would not be seen, so he climbed over the walls all the way. The time to reach the main city was probably faster than that of Lou Yuxin.
The commercial street where Liangji Trading Company is located is called Changhua Road, and there is a medium-sized hotel there called "Fuhai Hotel".
Liang Yuanque ran all the way over and stood panting under the signboard of Fuhai Hotel.
Liangji Trading Company mainly deals in food raw materials and seasonings, and his customers are nearby restaurants.
He and Zhuang Youjie had been to Fuhai Hotel last night, but there were so many hotels and restaurants here that it was impossible to judge.
Fortunately, Lou Yating worked hard to spread the news.
It was almost dinner time, and the restaurant was very busy with people coming and going. Who would have thought that such a simple and unpretentious little restaurant would actually hide a terrifying murder factory.
Liang Yuanque planned to disguise himself as a diner, go in and think of ways to investigate according to circumstances, but as soon as he walked in, someone behind him tightly covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.
His vision gradually blurred, his nose was filled with the sweet smell of chloroform, and Liang Yuanque's hands and feet gradually lost strength.
People were coming and going in the hotel. The moment before he lost consciousness, he heard the man behind him say apologetically,
"Sorry, my brother is not in good health..."
