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"found it."

sixth floor.

boss office.

Wu Ting rummaged through the box and took out two red incense candles.

"Give."

He handed Jiang Wan one, then took out the lighter and lit the two incense candles separately.

It is not surprising to have candles just in case, but it is a bit intriguing to have incense candles in the office.

But Jiang Wan glanced at the incense candle in her hand, didn't ask any more questions, and followed Wu Ting out of the office again.

"I can't take the elevator, so I can only take the stairs."

Large hotels generally have backup power, so even if there is an accident, they can be seamlessly connected. However, due to the size of the Chenguang Holiday Hotel, it is obviously not so high-end. Even the elevator has come to a standstill due to a sudden power failure.

With two candles lit, the sense of security increased a lot, and Wu Ting and Jiang Wan walked to the stairs.

6f.

Jiang Wan raised the red incense candle, deliberately illuminating the floor identifier on the wall.

"Be careful."

Wu Ting subconsciously glanced at the floor signs, but didn't pay attention, and reminded Jiang Wan to pay attention to her feet.

"Where is Ms. Kong? Didn't you come back with you?"

Jiang Wan seemed to be chatting.

"So many things have happened recently, I asked her to go back and rest for a few days."

The corridor was very quiet, only the sound of two people's footsteps could be heard spreading in the empty space.

When she came to the fifth floor, Jiang Wan illuminated the "5f" on the wall again.

Wu Ting felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't explain the specific reason.

3f.

2f.

The speed at which Jiang Wan went down the stairs remained unchanged from floor to floor, causing the sound of her footsteps to also remain unchanged from floor to floor, and she deliberately illuminated the floor signs on the wall every time she went down. Wu Ting will always subconsciously take a look at it.

first floor.

Get out of the corridor.

Jiang Wan quietly blew out the incense candle in her hand, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"I didn't mean to... didn't mean to..."

Wu Ting, who should have come to the lobby on the first floor, was in a daze, and found himself at the door of a room.

The rain was pouring outside the window.

inside the house.

An old man sat on the edge of the bed with a dull expression.

A long-haired woman curled up motionless on the ground, and blood flowed slowly on the ground, which was shocking.

There was also a woman dressed as a waiter standing there in a daze, talking to herself nervously, holding a piece of blood-stained broken porcelain in her hand, with scratches on her neck, as if she had a fight with someone not long ago, her expression Terrified and flustered.

In addition to blood, there was a broken soup pot on the ground, and all the soup inside flowed out, making it a mess.

Wu Ting hurried over.

"what happened?!"

"I did not do it on purpose…"

Seeing his arrival, the waitress hurriedly said, with tears rolling in her eyes, almost crying.

Wu Ting first glanced at the old man sitting by the bed in a daze, then walked quickly to the side of the **** water and squatted down.

"Han Jia! Han Jia!"

Seeing that there was no response, his heart sank, and he helped the woman up, only to find that there was a hideous scar on the woman's neck, scarlet blood was flowing out continuously, and there were marks of being hit on the head.

"Han Jia!"

Wu Ting was almost out of breath, hugged his wife in his arms, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and tested his nose.

result-

He quickly retracted his hand like a needle prick, his heart stopped beating, and his face was pale.

"Miss Han, she..."

The waitress made a panicked tentative inquiry.

Wu Ting squatted on the ground with his back facing him, without saying a word.

"Bang!"

The blood-stained piece of porcelain in her hand fell to the ground in a slump, and broke into several pieces again. The waitress was out of her wits and murmured: "I killed...I killed..."

"what happened?!"

Wu Ting asked in a deep voice, his tone also trembling.

"I brought food to the old lady, and I saw... I saw Miss Han pinching the old lady's neck... I had no choice but to rush over and hit Miss Han, and then she rushed towards me..."

The waitress trembled.

"I really didn't think about hurting Ms. Han. I wanted to run, but she pulled my hair, pinched me, and refused to let go. I could only push her away desperately, and scratched her for some reason..."

From the scratches on her neck and marks in the room, it was obvious that she wasn't lying.

Wu Ting breathed heavily, realizing that it might be the most important moment in his life,

His wife Han Jia is mentally ill, and he has always been aware of this. Although he claims that his condition has stabilized, it is actually not the case at all.

Han Jia had to see a psychiatrist almost every week for psychological counseling and drug treatment. Even so, she would get sick from time to time and make some words and deeds that were unreasonable or even contrary to human nature.

Recently, when the hotel was being renovated, she said more than once: Anyway, the old lady is suffering from Alzheimer's disease, so there is no point in living. If there is an accident, it will be fine. With the insurance compensation, there is no need to be so picky So search, you can decorate the hotel well.

This kind of remark was simply rebellious and insane, but Wu Ting knew that it was not her original intention, but the evil personality in her body, so she didn't take it to heart.

For the sake of the old lady's safety, he took the old lady to the hotel very early and handed it over to the waiter Kong Lijuan to take care of her. The purpose was to stay as far away from Han Jia as possible, but unexpectedly something happened!

It must be that Han Jia had a seizure and wanted to kill the old lady to cheat insurance, but was bumped into by Kong Lijuan, which led to the tragedy.

"Wu, Mr. Wu, I'm going to call an ambulance..."

Kong Lijuan stumbled and was about to run out, but Wu Ting stopped her.

"stop!"

"It's useless! She's dead!"

Kong Lijuan stayed where she was as if struck by lightning.

Wu Ting slowly put his wife's body on the ground.

"I really didn't mean to..."

Kong Lijuan looked at the corpse on the ground in a daze, repeating this sentence over and over again.

"People are dead, what's the use of talking about this!"

"Mr. Wu, you, you should call the police..."

Kong Lijuan said miserably, her mind was filled with only four words, murder for life.

Wu Ting did not call the police, but first helped the old lady up and let her sit on the bed.

"It's not your fault, you are here to save people."

After a long silence, he said.

Kong Lijuan looked at him blankly.

Looking at the woman in front of him who was dutiful, obedient to him, and caring for the old lady meticulously, Wu Ting's mood was very complicated at this time.

He understands that the most important thing he should do now is to call the police and leave everything to the police, but he also understands that if the matter is really handed over to the police, even if this woman doesn't have to pay for her life, her whole life will definitely be ruined.

She is not wrong~lightnovelpub.net~ She shouldn't ruin her life because of this.

"Mom, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

Wu Ting murmured, looking at the old man.

The old man sat on the bed sluggishly, like a body without a soul, and did not respond.

"Go and close the door."

Wu Ting ordered.

Kong Lijuan hurriedly followed suit.

Wu Ting walked to the bedside table, picked up the phone, adjusted his breathing, "Prepare me some plastic wrap from the kitchen, I want to use it."

"Okay boss, where are you? I'll send it to you,"

Wu Ting was about to speak, but a shout sounded in vain.

"Mr. Wu!"