Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Chapter 78

They immediately went downstairs to the front desk.

"Well... there are many staff members in our hotel, may I ask which cleaning staff are you looking for in charge of the area?" The front desk lady was already familiar with Jing Luo and the others, her smile was still gentle, "Or if you have anything, you can tell me directly , I will help you solve it."

He Yuan directly reported the room number: "Who was responsible for cleaning this room before March?"

"Three months ago?" The front desk was a little embarrassed, "That's right, we have a shift system here... so it might be a bit troublesome to find it, is it important?"

Jing Luo nodded: "Yes..."

"Hello, the police are handling the case." A familiar voice came from beside him, and when he turned his head, it was that Police Officer Liu.

Officer Liu also saw them, and he said in a bad tone, "What are you doing here?"

There were guests checking in next to them, and when they heard the police handling the case, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and the process of going through the formalities also stopped.

"Hello, officer, please come with me here." The front desk staff realized immediately and took several people to the staff lounge next to them.

"Are you also looking for the cleaning staff??" Police Officer Liu looked suspicious, "Do you know something?"

Jing Luo repeated his previous thoughts: "We are just guessing."

"Then why didn't you come to the police? Instead, come here yourself?"

Song Yi snorted coldly: "Will you listen?"

"As long as you speak reasonably, of course we will listen."

He Yuan interrupted him: "What are you here to investigate?"

"The police handle the case, you don't need to ask."

"Did you leave anything in our hotel?" The front desk staff looked at Jing Luo, "Otherwise, you can go to the front desk to register, and we will contact you after we find out the cleaning staff in charge that day? But this time has passed It’s been so long... If it’s a valuable or small item, it’s very likely that it’s been lost.”

"There's no need to contact them," Officer Liu said, "They're just here to make trouble. You go find that cleaner now, we urgently need her testimony here."

They also came to look for this cleaning staff. Jing Luo and others could think of it, and the police naturally thought of it. After checking the complex and intertwined network of the Zhao family, they immediately came to find the staff in this area.

Jing Luo was about to say something, but was interrupted by He Yuan.

"Since you have also found out, let's not mind our own business," he said, stood up, and winked at Jingluo, "Little Luo, let's go, let's go upstairs to the spa."

Although Jing Luo wanted to ask, but when he received the other's gaze, he pursed his lips and stood up.

After he went out, he asked, "Didn't we ask clearly?"

"Don't worry," Song Yi stood up calmly and stood beside him, "Xu Chengyu just messed with that policeman."

Jing Luo was surprised: "What hands and feet?"

"Don't be nervous," He Yuan lowered his voice, "It's just a bug."

"..." Jing Luo said seriously, "Is this against the law?"

Song Yi smiled, put his hand into his collar, and pampered his neck: "Don't worry, we obey the law of ghosts now, and the laws of the human world can't restrain us."

"It's still outside, can you restrain yourself?" He Yuan tutted.

Jing Luo hurriedly took a step forward, avoiding Song Yi's fingertips, his ears were so red.

They went back to the room, turned on the bug, and there was a response soon.

Officer Liu reported a room number: "Are you cleaning this room at the beginning of November?"

"...Ah, yes," came the voice of a middle-aged woman, "I did the cleaning."

"Remember this man?"

The woman paused, and quickly affirmed: "I remember."

"When she checked out, you went in to clean, did you bring anything out?"

"Huh? Yes, a lot."

"We saw through surveillance that you came out with a few sacks, didn't you?"

"Yeah, it's all rubbish. If I don't take it out, how will the next guests stay?" The middle-aged woman responded quickly.

"How do you know it's trash?"

"The guests are posted on it, there is a note on each sack."

"A note? What did you write?"

"Write 'garbage, please throw it away', I will throw it away," the middle-aged woman said anxiously, "You don't think I stole anything, do you? I didn't steal, I threw away all the garbage, and I didn't even drive it. Yes."

"I didn't say you stole anything, so don't worry," Officer Liu said with a headache, "Didn't you see anything else when you went in?"

"No, no one's in there."

Officer Liu's voice was deep: "I work in the hotel every day. There are countless guests and rooms cleaned. Why can you remember this person?"

"Because this little girl is beautiful." The middle-aged woman hesitated for a while after saying this, "...and I think she is a bit strange."

Jing Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the hotel, two people had an impression of Zhao Nibai, and the general impression was "weird".

"What's wrong?"

"Did something happen to the girl?"

"You don't need to ask so many questions. I'll ask you. You just need to cooperate. It's not convenient for us to disclose the rest."

"Oh... When she checked in, I went to the next room to pack things, and I accidentally knocked over a small vase. The sound was a bit loud. She might think it was noisy, so she came out to have a look," said the middle-aged The woman couldn't help but put on a gossiping tone, "She was wearing a pair of pajamas at the time, and I saw her... Ouch, it was so scary."

"Why is it scary?"

"It's all hurt!"

Jing Luo was stunned, and subconsciously raised his eyes to Zhao Nibai who was squatting in the corner, who was staring at the floor with his eyes closed.

...The injuries on her body were not suffered before she died? ?

"What kind of injury?"

"One after another, it's scary anyway...Officer, what is she doing? Has she been raped by her husband? She's so young..."

Police officer Liu didn't answer her question: "Where did you go after cleaning up her room, and where do you usually send the garbage in your hotel?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I went directly to throw out the garbage, but that day because the path leading to the garbage dump was blocked, I went from the road to the hot spring pool, not to mention, that girl is really capable of tossing around, and there is a lot of garbage in her room , it’s still heavy, it’s so hard to push.”

Jing Luo was shocked——

Zhao Nibai said that she woke up in the corridor of the hot spring pool.

"The moment after death is the best time for the ghost to leave the body." Song Yi looked at the person in the corner, "You died in the corridor of the hot spring pool—in that pile of garbage."

"You mean..." Jing Luo Nana said, "She died in the sack? The cleaning staff pushed her to the garbage dump..."

That's why Zhao Nibai couldn't find her own body.

"Who killed her then?" He Yuan asked, "And why did she forget everything? Even if she was locked in a sack, she should be able to ask for help after being taken away by the cleaners, right? Shake her body casually, immediately be discovered.”

The room fell silent.

Relatives who are not very close, traveling alone, luggage that disappears, rooms where no one has ever entered or left.

Jing Luo didn't think about it for a long time, and glanced into the corner involuntarily again.

He was taken aback: "...He Yuan."

"what?"

"Do you feel that Zhao Nibai's ghostly aura is getting lighter?"

He Yuan followed his words, looked over, and said after a long while: "...It's true. I've only seen ones that get more and more ghostly, but I haven't seen ones that will get lighter."

"The strength of the ghost aura is determined by the ghost's cultivation or emotional changes. Obviously, she has no cultivation." He Yuan paused, "After reading so much information about herself and meeting those relatives, her mood became more and more serious. Calm? It doesn't make sense."

Zhao Nibai was also looking at them.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and rubbed it against her mouth, then pinched the end of thread sewn around her mouth with her index finger and thumb, and pulled it lightly.

Her lips trembled slightly following her movements.

Jing Luo looked terrified: "What are you doing?"

"Ah, no," she murmured, "I just feel that the threads on both sides are uneven."

"........."

You have your mouth sewn up, but you are worried that the threads are not even enough? ?What kind of mentality is this? ?

Just as Jing Luo was about to ask, he heard a conversation coming from the speaker.

It's two beeps.

He Yuan took the time to explain: "There is also a monitor installed in the phone."

Jing Luo: "..."

"Hello, Mrs. Zhao," Police Officer Liu said in a serious tone, straight to the point, "Do you know the origin of those scars on your daughter's body?"

"Scars... Oh yes," said Mrs. Zhao with a faint sound of water waves in the background, "She seemed to have been stimulated by something before, and sometimes she liked to scratch and pick at her body, maybe it was left over from that time, and later I already had someone go and give her medicine. What, you found my daughter's body?"

Jing Luo suddenly thought of a possibility.

He looked at Zhao Nibai in disbelief.

The woman in the corner didn't seem to understand the meaning of her mother's words. She blinked innocently twice, then stretched out her hand, and gently touched the thread on her lips again.