The detective instinctively reflexed and leaned back, almost hitting Shen Xing's chin.

Because Shen Xing was also very curious, he squatted behind him and leaned over to see what he was fiddling with. What is the best thing to fiddle with in the mouse hole? Did you find that the mice were doing things that might be harmonious, so you observed so carefully?

"What's going on? Inspector." Shen Xing asked.

The inspector was so scared that he was still unsure of his mind, but he still didn't give up. He lay down again, shone the flashlight in, and then used his hand to snatch it hard.

Shen Xing shook his head, feeling that tomorrow someone would have to ask someone to renovate it, otherwise the hole would be too ugly.

Inspector Hunter asked the Indy to lie down, "Look at me carefully."

The Indians watched it for a minute.

He couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to say with a bitter face: "Inspector, I didn't notice a mouse. I widened my eyes and looked at it for a long time, but I didn't even see a mouse poop."

Inspector Hunter really wants to call him a fool, a fool, an idiot, a brainless person. I'm full and I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm going to see if there are any mice?

The inspector now kept his face tense and didn't say anything, thinking that he was either hallucinating himself or that there was something wrong with the bar and there was an evil phenomenon.

Suddenly thinking of the wine bottle, he turned his head and looked again, feeling that a few clues were connected to one piece, and he became more convinced that there must be something wrong with the empty wine bottle!

Inspector Hunter was convinced that this empty wine bottle must be a monster or a seal, so a bloody big eye suddenly appeared, which was an evil incident.

Inspector Hunter looked at his watch and said decisively: "You go with us and go to the police station to record a confession."

"Okay." Shen Xing was not long-winded.

Anyway, I can only admit that I am unlucky. Who said that he is the inspector of the police station? He is like a local snake. It is useless to defend him now. He can only go to the police station and think of a solution.

Shen Xing and the Indian were already moving and ready to set off.

But Inspector Hunter seemed to have not wanted to leave yet.

The Inspector was far away and quietly looked at the empty wine bottle on the table, frowned, feeling a little undecided.

Shen Xing guessed his intention and said decisively and generously: "If you want this empty bottle, I'll give it to you. It's not worth much money anyway."

As he said that, Shen Xing walked over and picked up the bottle, turned around and leaned towards the Inspector.

Inspector Hunter hurriedly took a few steps back.

Shy? Sorry?

Shen Xing thought he was too funny.

Just take a few steps forward and have to put it in the instigator's arms.

Inspector Hunter retreated quickly again, almost retreating to the door.

What's going on? I don't want it anymore? It's really inexplicable.

This was a very tricky thing for Inspector Hunter, not that he didn't want to take the bottle away.

Shen Xing couldn't help it anymore, so he had to persuade him, "If you are afraid of being dirty, I'll find some paper to wrap it for you."

The Inspector was very angry, "It's not a question of whether to wrap it up or not! Do you understand what this is?"

"What?"

"It could be a monster or a seal." Inspector Hunter was angry.

Shen Xing felt that he was talking about the trick again. If it was really like what you said, then why did I keep twisting it in my hand and nothing happened?

Shen Xing put the bottle close to it and looked carefully. It was obviously an ordinary empty wine bottle. Unless a mouse urinated inside, it had no other smell.

Inspector Hunter felt that this young man might really not understand this knowledge. If this wine bottle is really a monster or a seal, ordinary people cannot contact it. Once it comes into contact, it may be deified and slowly become a slave of the demon god. It is no different from death, and it is even worse than death.

Shen Xing wanted to see if this ordinary empty bottle was really like what he said about a monster or seal.

He had no choice but to smile bitterly, "Or why I'll help you twist it, I'll send it to the Buddha to the West and to the people at home."

"Okay then." Inspector Hunter reluctantly agreed to the suggestion.

Three people were walking on the road.

Inspector Hunter walked in front.

He asked Shen Xing to fall behind him six or seven meters away, and he was not allowed to get too close.

The Indy followed Shen Xing foolishly, swinging the wooden stick around casually, and didn't mind the empty bottle in his hand at all.

He even had some bad taste and wanted to use a stick to swing the empty bottle in Shen Xing's hand like a baseball, so that it would break with a bang.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare, so he followed the last one honestly, becoming more and more bored as he walked, and gradually he kept a distance of six or seven meters from Shen Xing.

If a passerby passerby passes by at this moment, you will definitely think that these three people are crazy.

Inspector Hunter walked slowly, turning his head from time to time to talk to Shen Xing.

"You just came to Palm City, right?"

“It’s been a few months.”

“What business is there besides running a bar?”

"Business?"

"You Chinese are very good at running small businesses. If you just run a small bar, you will definitely not make much money, and you may even lose money."

Shen Xing smiled, "Are you suspecting that I have other transactions, such as intervening in illegal underground transactions?"

“There is this possibility.”

Shen Xing said in a straight voice: "I came to study abroad and studied at St. Anthony's Theological Seminary. The reason why I opened a small bar here is because it is close to the school, and living in the bar at night can save a lot of accommodation."

“There is no other reason other than saving money?”

"No."

"After all, you still have to consider how to make a living. You can't always lose money. The rent in this area is not cheap."

Inspector Hunter turned around and said meaningfully.

Shen Xing simply said with pleasure: "You don't understand this. I have a mine at home. My parents send me some money from China every year. There are at least five or six hundred silver dollars, which is enough for me to spend."

The Inspector laughed, "So, you can definitely pay bail, so I'll be relieved."

"Hey, you're setting a trap for me. Maybe you'll hit me hard later. You're robbing." Shen Xing was anxious.

The inspector laughed again, "Then you just think it's a robbery. Go and tell the judge. Palm City only talks about the law, and everything is up to the judges."

Shen Xing shook his head helplessly and muttered privately. My cousin was right, no wonder her mother hated foreigners to death. These foreigners were very gentlemanly on the surface and spoke seriously, but they were all robbers in private. I asked me to go to the police room, probably just to blackmail me some money.

Suddenly, someone hurried over from a distance.

Another Indyman wrapped in a headscarf.

As soon as he stopped, he said impatiently: "Inspector, another murder occurred just now. The deceased was a traveler. The murder was at the Coconut Tree Hotel."

"Let's go and take a look." The Inspector said.

The Indian was worried and whispered: "Inspector, the deceased died a bit outrageously. Please prepare later..."

Hunter waved his hand and said impatiently: "I will inspect the scene myself later, so you don't have to talk too much."

Walk through an alley.

I turned a corner and came to a small street.

I saw many Indy people wearing headscarves and wearing police uniforms holding wooden sticks in their hands, surrounding the hotel and preventing people outside from watching the fun from coming in.

A Chinese plainclothes walked towards him in a hurry.

"Inspector, you are here."

Inspector Hunter asked him, "Are you on guard?"

The plainclothes nodded with a serious expression, "Yes, all the passengers rushed back to their room. This case is very tricky and may have to alarm the brothers."

"What floor?"

“Fourth floor.”

After hearing this, Shen Xing looked up and counted, wasn’t that the top floor?

Inspector Hunter waved his hand and said, "Go up and take a look."

After the plainclothes glanced at Shen Xing, he asked, "Who is he?"

"Suspect X." Inspector Hunter replied.

After hearing this, plainclothes looked very bad. She looked at Shen Xing carefully and felt that he was too sad.

Shen Xing asked anxiously: "What does suspect X mean?"

Plainclothes waved her hand and didn't want to answer. Anyway, he meant that Shen Xing was very unlucky and probably died very miserably, so he felt a little reluctant and couldn't bear to see his compatriots have such a tragic ending.

Inspector Hunter has started and is about to walk up the stairs.

"Did he go up too?" plainclothes asked.

Shen Xing took the initiative and said, "I won't go up. I'll just watch the fun here. Do you have a stool? Move one for me. Are there any snacks nearby?..."

Inspector Hunter turned his head, looked at him seriously, thought about it again, and said decisively: "You go up too."

"I'm not a detective, why am I going up? Are you not afraid that I will cause trouble for you?"
Chapter completed!