Rebirth of the mad doctor and businesswoman

Chapter 137
An Ziqing frowned, opened the door and walked out. The opposite door was wide open, and a woman dressed as a hotel cleaner rushed out, hiding aside and screaming.

The guests in the surrounding rooms also came out one by one and gathered together.

An Ziqing smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, and walked over frowning: "Did you call the police?"

"No, no." The cleaner replied tremblingly, hiding aside in fright. An Ziqing looked at a man in a suit and said, "Please, sir, call the police."

"Oh, okay, okay." The young man looked at An Ziqing blankly, nodded, took out his phone and called 110.

"Did you damage the scene after you went in?" An Ziqing asked the woman again, who shook her head repeatedly and said, "Yesterday, the lady told the front desk to wake her up this morning. She has to catch a plane. She also said , if she couldn’t wake her up, I went into the room to call her, because she had the habit of taking sleeping pills to sleep, and she was afraid that the phone would wake her up. So our manager asked me to call her, but I didn’t see her answer after calling for a long time, so I As the lady said, I went into the house to call her, but, but, I didn’t want to, I, as soon as I entered the room, I saw her lying in the living room, blood was all over the floor, she, she opened her eyes wide and looked at her. Look at me, I..."

Seeing that the woman was speechless in fright, An Ziqing shook her head and walked directly into the house.

The room was filled with the smell of blood. The woman was wearing thin clothes, only a bath towel. At this time, half of her chest was exposed, and a sharp knife was inserted into her heart.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dying.

An Ziqing saw an opened bottle of red wine and two goblets on the coffee table in the living room, one of which had a lipstick stain on it.

There was no trace of clutter or signs of fighting in the furnishings in the house, and when I looked around, I didn't see the woman's soul here.

The quilts in the room were completely spread on the bed, without any trace, and it looked like they hadn't slept.After checking all the way, nothing abnormal was found. How did this woman die and where did her soul go?

When I returned to the corpse, I found that the man in the suit had also come in, squatting aside and stretching out a hand towards the chest of the corpse.

"What are you doing?" An Ziqing said suddenly, startling the man.

The man got up with a blushing face, and said embarrassedly: "I, I see that she is a little disheveled, and I want to tidy her up, after all, she is dead."

"Don't destroy the scene. Maybe it's a love affair. Before the police come, keep it as it is." An Ziqing glanced at the man's eyes. As he said, there was nothing strange in his eyes. I didn't get angry.

"Oh, little sister, is anyone in your family a policeman? Why aren't you afraid at all!" The man looked at An Ziqing and asked suspiciously.

An Ziqing didn't turn her head or respond. She squatted down, probed the woman's neck with her fingers, and opened the eyelids of the corpse to look at it. According to her years of medical experience.

The woman probably died between nine o'clock and ten o'clock last night, and the cause of death was the sharp knife that went straight into the heart.Instead of bleeding to death, with this method, the murderer is either a martial artist or a strong man.

Suddenly, there was commotion at the door, and after a while, a group of uniformed policemen entered the room, and when they saw An Ziqing and the man at the scene, they were stunned, and the leading policeman immediately scolded: "What are you doing? The murder scene."

(End of this chapter)