Tian Yixiao said, "Haha, what do you think, Mr. Todd?"

Todd said: "I have no personal opinion. Objectively speaking, that room is normal. Although it was empty for a while after the discovery of the deceased, there were people entering the next few years. No strange incidents occurred, and the guests did not say anything." He sighed: "The gentleman today, I think he is really a crazy fan. He claimed that he had followed the footsteps of Mike Anselin and went to every hotel room in his writing. I think he must have found this online, or read the editor's blog, or something like that. In short..."

Tianyi continued Todd's words: "Anyway, he was very tough and asked you to do everything he could to help him stay in 1408, so I was fooled to 908, right?"

"Yes, that's the truth you want."

Tian Qi said, "What, so that's it, the latest chapter of the new police story."

The two chatted for a few more times, and Todd sent Tianyi out of the office.

"Oh, there's one more thing I want to confirm." Tianyi stopped as he passed the front desk, and he said to Lucy: "About eleven o'clock, you'll leave for a while, right?"

Lucy thought for a while: "Yes sir, I'm sorry, I'm the only one at the reception desk tonight. Did you miss your call?"

Tianyi said again: "Have you called my room later?"

Lucy replied, "Oh, is that phone call? We originally wanted to use the phone to communicate with you about the situation here, but Mr. Todd said it would be better to let Wanda come up and talk to you in person. Did you answer it at that time? I'm so sorry, I thought it wasn't connected when I hung up."

Tian Yixiao said, "It's nothing, I understand everything."

After untiing the doubt, it turned out that it was just such a painful thing. Tianyi returned to the room and fell on the bed and sneered: "What are you doing? It turned out to be such a boring thing..."

Before he knew it, he fell asleep and said nothing that night.

By noon the next day, police cars and ambulances were parked all over the door of the dolphin hotel.

A middle-aged man died mysteriously in Room 1408. The cause of his death was a heart-blocking mess. The deceased was a freelancer who was doing self-service travels around the world, without a history of heart disease, and showed no signs of violence. The body was lying on the bed with a horror expression, pale face, and sweat soaked the bed sheets. He didn't even open his luggage. A paper machine was placed on the bedside table. Afterwards, the only food found by the coroner in the deceased's stomach was chocolate.
Chapter completed!