"Who is talking to the front desk? Champagne... is placed at the door?"

Chen Mo was stunned and remembered the details of the case that the boss in the previous post had dug into. The woman who committed suicide did order a bottle of champagne a few hours before committing suicide and asked the waiter not to knock on the door and just put it at the door.

He quickly put on his clothes and rushed directly to the door. He happened to hear the sound of a cart outside the door. Through the cat's eyes, he saw a young man wearing waiter's clothes picking up a bottle of champagne and putting it on the floor in front of the door. Then, he didn't knock on the door and prepared to leave.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Chen Mo quickly opened the door and shouted at the waiter.

However, the waiter pushed the cart away without any fluctuation as if he hadn't heard him speak.

"Where are you talking about it! Can't you hear it?" Chen Mo shouted and rushed out with his legs.

But then, he found himself stepping into the door.

As soon as I entered, there was a porch connected to the living room. The ground was covered with a soft carpet, which was very comfortable to walk on.

This familiar scene made his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!