However, what stunned him the most was that at the crime scene, he actually saw a very familiar figure, with neat short hair, a gray long knitted cardigan, light blue jeans, and white sneakers beneath...
He suddenly remembered the person he had seen when he opened the door that night; immediately, his pupils shrank violently, and his entire face turned pale!
Yes, that night, she was wearing this exact outfit, those shoes, and she was all wet.
His heart skipped a beat, and a very bad premonition suddenly emerged within him, "Chief Shen, let me ask you, do you recall what the female eyewitness was wearing that night? What did she look like?"
"I don’t know what she looked like, but I checked the case file, which described her wearing a gray knitted cardigan, jeans, and sneakers. Right, and she had short hair..."
Time seemed to stop; in the office, at that moment, it seemed as if all sounds had ceased, and all he could hear in his ears was a buzzing noise.
She had told him that night that she went to Tang Garden to find Lin Yebai, but now he discovered that she had actually gone to Cuiwei Hotel, to that murder scene.
He began to panic at last!
It was just a tremble of the hand, and the cup that had been on the desk "fell" off, hitting the floor and shattering into pieces!
What exactly was she hiding from him? Could it be... from the beginning? Was she deceiving him all along?
He stared vacantly at the cup lying broken on the ground, his fingers beginning to grow ice cold, and a very disconcerting panic surged from the bottom of his heart, gradually enveloping him.
What on earth was going on?
He started searching for his cellphone, wanting to make a call, but when he picked it up, he realized he had no idea who to call. It was then that he suddenly came to the realization that after the woman had left, she hadn’t left any other way to contact her besides that switched-off number.
How foolish he was, not even noticing that! And he thought he was so clever.
He finally lost a bit of his composure, grabbed the phone on his desk, and dialed out, "Hello? Get me the manager of Cuiwei Hotel, I need to speak to him immediately, right now!!"
He roared, completely forgetting he was at his company.
Three minutes later, the call got through, and he picked up immediately, "Hello, this is Ou Mucen. I want to ask you, on the evening of August 16, was there a woman named An Ning who visited your place?"
"Hello, Mr. Ou, are you referring to your assistant? Yes, she came to me, mentioning that you wanted to investigate the registry of room 999 on June 13th, five years ago. Then, I looked it up for her."
Room 999, five years ago on June 13th?
Wasn’t that... the room he had stayed in back then?
So, that meant the woman had only found out at that time that he was the man from back then?!!
The man holding the phone was completely dumbfounded, sitting rigidly, as if his brain had suddenly stopped functioning, everything turning into a blank.