"Come here…Squat down and put your hands on your head!”
Zhao Xiaoying didn't waste any time. She grabbed the middle-aged man and dragged him to a corner.
The middle-aged man did not dare to resist at this time. He squatted in the corner and covered his head with his hands.
Yang Ling immediately looked at the computer in front of him and realized that it was the hotel's many surveillance files. The middle-aged man, who was also the hotel's manager, was deleting these files.
Zhao Xiaoying quickly came forward to take a look and frowned."Half a year of surveillance footage from last year has been deleted.”
Yang Ling nodded.
He turned around and looked at the middle-aged manager who was squatting in the corner with his hands on his head. He immediately said,"Immediately call Old Zhou and ask him to send a computer expert over to recover the data. Also, ask Old Zhou to bring him back for interrogation.”
As he spoke, Yang Ling slowly walked towards the receptionist and asked,""Usually, your supervisor only comes to the hotel after ten in the morning? And they all use the front door?"
The receptionist was also puzzled by the scene in front of her, especially when the supervisor was in her office so early and was deleting the surveillance video.
Nodding, the receptionist said,"
"Yes, I've been working here for almost a year. The supervisor only comes after 10 o'clock every day because he has to clean all the floors before 10 o'clock every day and then sign in at our front desk to report what he needs. Every time, the supervisor would enter from the main entrance and patrol around. Then, he would come to the front desk to check on the previous day's check-in situation and so on.”
"Are there any exceptions…like today, where you entered the office without your knowledge?”
The receptionist shook her head.
Yang Ling nodded, then glanced at the man squatting there. The cold sweat on his forehead had already drenched his hair and collar.
It was obvious that there was a big problem with this supervisor.
However, Yang Ling could not interfere with this case. After all, this case was different from the One Blade Stream, which had been unsolved for ten years.
At this moment, Old Liu and the technical department staff arrived.
" Mr. Yang Ling…"
Yang Ling glanced at the middle-aged manager squatting in the corner and said softly,""I'll leave it to you."
Then, he strode out.
Zhao Xiaoying also quickly told the technician who came forward and followed him.
"Why are you following me? Aren't you going to work on a case?”
Zhao Xiaoying smiled and said,"Aren't we working on a case?"
"Me?"
Yang Ling pointed at himself, slightly shocked.
He really wanted to tell Zhao Xiaoying that solving the case was the police's business. He was just a warm-hearted citizen.
"Oh right, the manager of the hotel is deleting the video just now. I'm sure that the person who deleted all the records of room 1722 at 7 am is this manager.”
Yang Ling nodded his head. There was no doubt about this. After all, only the manager had the authority to delete the video and the records of the hotel room in Fengtai Hotel. After the murder, the manager did not cooperate with the police immediately and report the situation in time. Instead, he hid in his office and deleted the direct evidence of the investigation.
It could be said that it was impossible for this supervisor to have no problems.
" Also, is the surveillance camera in Room 1722 installed by this supervisor? But I don't think this supervisor is the murderer. Although he has the convenience of entering the hotel room and can easily get rid of fingerprints with gloves, my intuition tells me that this hotel secret room murder case is definitely not that simple. There's someone else who killed him…"
Yang Ling nodded.
If Yang Ling had been skeptical of the hotel cleaner auntie's words before, he was now more or less convinced. Yang Ling wanted to find the auntie and ask her about the ghost in Room 1722 of the hotel.
There were also the two 1722 murders that happened quietly when she was working as a cleaner on the 17th floor.
"How many years have you been in Bin Cheng?"
Yang Ling suddenly asked.
"Almost three years."
"How much do you know about Fengtai Hotel?”
"Well…I only know that Fengtai Hotel is a very famous hotel in Bin Cheng. Moreover, Fengtai Hotel usually hosts various government agencies. After all, it's a state-owned hotel that has cooperation with many government departments. I've stayed in a hotel once before…It was a city-wide training…But that was two years ago.”
Yang Ling nodded.
"Then have you ever heard of the saying that there are ghosts in Fengtai Hotel? There are rumors of ghosts claiming lives in 1722…"
"What is it? Ghosts?"
Zhao Xiaoying couldn't help but frown, then she looked at Yang Ling strangely.
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