Chapter 263 Clumsy Murder in a Closed Room

Wu Xiang led Di Renjie, Zhao Ji and his party into the room. He gestured and said, "The two men were lying in front of the door, head to head, with a knife in the neck."

Di Renjie listened carefully, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "You mean, both of them died by having their throats cut?"

Wu Xiang's eyes flickered, but he answered with certainty: "Yes... yes!"

After hearing this, Zhao Ji raised a faint smile, appearing confident.

Di Renjie's hawk-like eyes searched the house carefully, and found that the house was neatly furnished, all the utensils were intact, and there was no sign of a fight.

However, the two wooden doors were damaged to varying degrees, and the bolt was broken.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what's going on with this door bolt?"

Wu Xiang quickly replied, "It's like this. I woke up this morning and knocked on the door but no one answered. I thought something was wrong, so I pushed the door open and that's how it became."

Di Renjie's eyes flashed with a strange look: "So, the bolt wasn't broken by the murderer?"

"The little one broke it." Wu Xiang smiled awkwardly.

Zhao Ji walked to the window again, stretched out his finger and wiped the window gap, wiping out a finger of dust. It was obvious that no one had opened the window for a long time, and of course no one had cleaned it.

The guest rooms of the inn are so shabby that it doesn't look like a business at all.

Di Renjie noticed Zhao Ji's actions and frowned, as if thinking about something.

Zhao Ji suddenly asked, "When did the two guests go to bed last night?"

"It was probably the beginning of the evening hour. I came up to deliver water once at that time." Wu Xiang thought for a moment and said.

Zhao Ji's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he continued to ask: "Really? After you left, they closed the store?"

Wu Xiang nodded hurriedly: "Yes, you don't know, these two guests are also strange, the door is always bolted, mysterious, as soon as I entered the room, they were very impatient, want to drive me out."

"Oh? You mean, they kept the door locked?" Zhao Ji's expression became even more strange.

Wu Xiang saw Zhao Ji staring at him and knew that Zhao Ji had noticed something was wrong. He was secretly pleased with himself, "Yes...yes? Why, sir, you don't believe it?"

"Ah no, it's no matter whether to believe it or not. I trust the boss." Zhao Ji smiled and shook his head, but there seemed to be some ill intention in his smile.

Wu Xiang saw Zhao Ji's smile, and for some reason, he felt something was wrong. He was clearly about to reveal his flaws...

Di Renjie listened to the conversation between Zhao Ji and Wu Xiang, frowned, and asked, "Since the two customers kept the door closed, how did the murderer get in? Did anyone hear any noise in the store last night?"

Wu Xiang rolled his eyes and felt that he couldn't just speak alone.

He nodded and introduced Xiaomei: "The mute was on duty last night. She seemed to hear someone fall to the ground and knocked on the door. Why don't you ask her?"

Di Renjie nodded, and Wu Xiang turned and ran to the back.

Zhao Ji clapped his hands, shook off the dust on his hands, and walked to Di Renjie: "This is a murder case in a closed room!"

"Oh? What is a murder in a closed room?" A strange look flashed in Di Renjie's eyes, and he was very interested. It was the first time he heard such a statement.

Zhao Ji smiled and explained, "The door and windows of this room are intact. After the two victims died, the door was still bolted. No one knows how the murderer got in, let alone how he got out. The room is completely closed and isolated from the outside world. Isn't this a secret room?"

"The two dead people in the room didn't commit suicide. Isn't this a murder in a closed room? This is an impossible crime."

Di Renjie nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and was very interested: "Interesting! Interesting! What a great murder in a closed room!"

"So, doesn't it mean that it's impossible to solve the case?" Di Chun exclaimed belatedly.

Zhao Ji smiled and shook his head, saying, "That's not the case. This is just an illusion to deceive people." "There are two types of secret rooms. One is a mechanical secret room, which means first killing someone in the room, and then using some kind of mechanism to close the door and bolt it! It creates a secret room."

"The second type is the psychological chamber, which exploits people's psychological misconceptions and illusions to induce people to believe that the crime took place in a chamber, when in fact it did not."

"For example, the murderer locked himself and the victim in the same secret room, killed the victim, and then hid himself. When people broke open the secret room and found the victim, he could blend into the crowd without anyone noticing. This is another way..."

When this was said, Zhang Huan, Di Chun and the others looked as if they had seen a ghost, and how could they play like this? "Huh?"

Li Lang exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "General Zhao, you are really amazing. No wonder you can solve so many cases with adults. You have figured out the murderer's methods. If you were to design a case, I'm afraid no one could catch you!"

Zhao Ji's expression immediately turned unhappy, and he pretended to be displeased and said, "Ah, alas, alas! Are you praising me? Don't say such nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, Li Lang quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

Di Renjie smiled as usual and helped to speak: "Li Lang was just speaking unintentionally! Speaking of which, Chengyuan, do you think this case is a so-called mechanical secret room or a psychological secret room?"

Zhao Ji observed Di Renjie's expression and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't make any over-associations.

After thinking for a while, he replied, "It's hard to say now. There are too few traces left at the scene. We haven't even seen the first scene. The evidence has been taken away by the people from the government. There are only two witnesses left."

"We have heard the boss's story, but we still need to hear the girl's testimony before we can make a judgment!"

Upon hearing this, Di Renjie slowly nodded. He felt the same way.

As they were talking, boss Wu Xiang came in with Xiaomei, and everyone's attention immediately shifted to them.

"Sir, the person is here. Please feel free to ask anything." Wu Xiang still had a flattering smile on his face.

Xiaomei looked timid and bowed to Di Renjie and Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji folded his arms, leaned against the door, and stared at Xiaomei with a smile. But Xiaomei just lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhao Ji.

Di Renjie smiled and pulled Xiaomei to his side, saying in a very gentle tone: "You came just in time, little girl, don't be afraid, we are just asking casually."

Xiaomei still nodded timidly.

Di Renjie's smile became even gentler, and he asked, "Last night, besides the boss going upstairs to deliver water, did you hear any other footsteps coming upstairs?"

Xiaomei looked innocent and shook her head.

Di Renjie paused and asked, "Then, did you hear the knock on the door?"

Xiaomei still shook her head.

There was no knock on the door? Di Renjie suddenly frowned.

Di Renjie put aside his doubts for the time being and continued to ask: "Boss said that you heard someone fall heavily to the ground, right?"

Xiaomei finally nodded.

Di Renjie smiled, gave Xiaomei an encouraging look, and asked, "Then, you went upstairs and knocked on the door, but no one answered, and the door was bolted, right?"

A look of surprise flashed in Xiaomei's eyes. She nodded heavily and gave Di Renjie a thumbs up.

Zhao Ji watched Xiaomei's performance and turned around and laughed secretly.

Di Renjie chuckled, his eyes suddenly sharpened: "So, when did you hear the sound of the door closing and locking?"

　If you think about it carefully, the case Director Qian wrote about was actually a murder in a closed room. But I don’t know if Director Qian didn’t realize it or felt there was no need to describe it in detail. He never thought of describing it from this aspect, which is a pity.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)