First-Class Lawyer

Chapter 116 Identity

Another 10 minutes later, someone finally found Barry——

There is a small bar 200 meters east of the hotel staff dormitory, and there is an exaggerated fountain pool outside the bar.Barry was found face down, with his upper body submerged in the fountain, and was beyond help when he was found.

In this way, it is not a question of being low-key or not.

Gu Yan and the others categorically called the police.

The Silver Leopard police car dedicated to the Fawang District Police Department galloped along the suspension route, whizzed past the urban elevated skyline, and drew three parallel car marks in the air.

Pulling the siren of Ula Ula, they went all the way unimpeded, and it didn't take long for them to arrive at the Hanjin Garden Hotel in the outskirts of Fawang District.

The three police cars did not encounter any obstacles in the urban area, but they were troubled at the gate of the Huanjin Garden Hotel compound.

Because the outside of the hotel was jammed with journalist cars.

The leading police car blared its horn crazily, and the hotel security guards stood in a row like an iron wall, pushing and shoving to clear a way for the police cars.Only then did the three cars file in.

The sheriff got out of the car with two cars of police officers and strode into the hotel building.

The rest of the police officers trotted around, pulled the cordon and surrounded the entire hotel courtyard, and then led by the management staff, went to the fountain pool on the east side of the staff dormitory.

"Sheriff Xiao." The general manager of the hotel waited at the door and greeted the sheriff, "It's been a hard trip."

Sergeant Xiao has been on duty in Fawang District for many years, and he is no stranger to the management staff of Huanjin Garden Hotel, and it is not the first time he has dealt with several of them.He frowned and glanced outside the courtyard door, and said dissatisfiedly: "Some of you here are very loose-mouthed. The news leaked out before the matter was investigated. The reporters outside arrived earlier than us."

The general manager said helplessly: "You misunderstood. It's not that we leaked the news, and those people didn't just arrive. To be precise, they didn't come because of accidents, but they just happened to run into each other."

The cars around outside can tell by just looking at the signs, most of them are websites with no reputation.In order to gain some popularity, those websites are at the forefront of everything.The reception organized by Southern Cross this time invited people who could be named.For these websites, it is a plate full of meat, smelling the smell and waiting early, regardless of whether there is anything wrong.

"The gang outside the door can't be called reporters." The general manager said, "Real reporters will get black faces if they hear it."

"Forget it." Sergeant Xiao asked, "Where are those people?"

"The VIPs?"

"Ah."

"It's all in the garden now."

In the glass garden of the hotel, everyone invited by the Southern Cross Law Firm sat in twos and threes. There were more people than last night's warm-up reception, and the atmosphere was indeed tense like never before.

Sergeant Xiao followed the general manager in, and first nodded to everyone in the garden as a greeting.Then he put the loudspeaker earbuds on his ear, and said: "I'm sorry to let you see me and my police officers in the middle of enjoying the vacation. In fact, we don't want to disturb this kind of beautiful party, but work still needs to be done. I did. About that poor employee, I think you have heard a little bit about it. I believe this matter has nothing to do with most of the ladies and gentlemen present, but as a matter of routine, we still need to make a record. I hope you can understand our work , but also show consideration for that poor employee."

The guests present had no objections, but their faces were not looking good either.

"What's the matter?" Sergeant Xiao stared at the nearest guest and asked, "You seem very unhappy."

"No." The guest turned his head to look at the people around him, and said to the sheriff: "I'm not unhappy, I'm happy to cooperate with your work. The bad face is just because... such a thing happened to a good wine party, it's a bit Bad."

His words probably represent most of the people here, Mr. Gao, the partner of the law firm who is the host, is the one with the ugliest face.Hearing what the guests said, he glanced at everyone apologetically, especially Brother Manson, who had the thickest thighs.

After seeing Milo Manson's undisguised stinky face, he withdrew his eyes from a headache and rubbed his temples vigorously.

Of course, there are also some people who don't care about the "death of an employee".

In front of Yan Suizhi and the others on the right, there is a booth naturally surrounded by a flower garden. Three people are seated in a few high-end single and double sofa chairs. playing poker and pai gow.

One of them was listening to the sergeant's words, while still fiddled with a few poker cards in his hand, and made a "squeaky" sound like flipping through a book, looking bored.

Miss Fitz nestled in the single sofa seat next to Yan Suizhi, glanced in that direction, and then shook her head "tsk tsk tsk".

"Miss Fitz, what happened to your tongue?" Yan Suizhi asked knowingly, reminding her not to be too obvious.

"No, the tip of the tongue hurts when you see someone you don't like." Fitz swallowed his coffee, "That Cliff is so arrogant, he made me so angry last night, if it wasn't because he was a guest, I definitely wouldn't Good face."

The Cliff she was talking about was the man who was playing cards, and one-third of the shuttle machines in the league were marked with his family's imprint.In the early years, the family had some contacts with interstellar pirates, played with arms, and worked in mines. The family was rich, but it was not white enough.Later, in cooperation with the Manson family, they switched to the space shuttle, and seriously started interstellar freight.

Although the focus of his career has changed for decades, everyone in his family has the tone of an early arms dealer in the alliance.

When dealing with interstellar pirates before, there must have been a lot of blood, so now seeing things like "dead people", the people in his family are extremely calm and don't take it seriously at all.

The sound of playing cards rattling in his hand was actually not loud, and was basically covered by Sheriff Xiao's voice.

But Yan Suizhi still glanced at him while drinking water.

He saw Cliff throw the poker cards on the table in boredom, drank some coffee, and shuffled the poker cards, then picked one with his index finger, threw it away, picked another card, and then throw it away.

This is obviously to pass the time, and the action of picking cards is also very casual.

But the more casual people are, the more they will reveal some subconscious thoughts.

When Cliff discards cards, he doesn't throw them all at random, but one suit in one direction.

Hearts and spades are thrown farther away, diamonds are closer, and clubs are thrown in front of them.

Sergeant Xiao said a long list, and finally noticed the boredom of this man, and glanced at him.

Cliff raised his eyebrows, reluctantly gave the sheriff a face, stopped his hands, and plucked a few grass flowers in front of him with his fingers, then leaned back on the sofa, and changed into a comfortable position.

Xiao raised his voice and said, "So, that's it? You all go back to your respective rooms first, and my police officers will go there to take notes. Remember, where you live this night, wait there, don't change places at will. .Thank you for your cooperation."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his palms.

People in the garden stood up one after another, and the police officers dispersed into the crowd, arranging them to return to their rooms.

Two of them went to Yan Suizhi and the others.

Joe beckoned, "Let's go, the four of us lived together last night. Come up with us."

The policeman nodded, and while following them to the elevator, he briefly asked everyone about their identities.

Gu Yan simply said to him, "The barrister at the Southern Cross, this is my intern."

The police officer was a little surprised. He glanced at the front building and asked, "Interns? I just heard from the manager that the interns and barristers in your law firm are all arranged to live in that building?"

"Yes," said Joe, "but they're good friends of mine, and I didn't have anyone to drink last night, so I called them up to stay with me."

The policeman nodded, and jotted it down on the paper, "Then is it convenient to tell me about your original room?"

Gu Yan said: "I live in 701, he lives in 406."

The police officer was taken aback, "Wait, 406? Is it the 406 that said there was a change last night?"

Yan Suizhi nodded, "That's right."

"That doesn't rule out that the change last night was aimed at you." The policeman said.

At such a mention, Joe seemed to suddenly think of something, and wondered: "Yes, this is really strange, why did you just stare at your room? You are just an intern..."