Chapter 85: The Chief Makeup Artist of Bin Yi Lou Flees

  Meng Han was taken aback and sneered: "Six hours? If you can crack the case in six hours, pigs will be able to climb trees."

  Zhang Jun "heh heh" laughed and said: "You claim to be Li Xiangyu's student, you must have some detective skills, let's make a bet."

  Meng Han's eyes lit up, he loved nothing more than to use his professional strength to trample on others' dignity, and making a bet was undoubtedly an effective way to do so. If this arrogant guy in front of him couldn't deliver, then he could thoroughly humiliate him!

  His eyebrows rose high, and he said: "Since you're so reckless, I'll make a bet with you. If you can really crack the case within six hours, whatever conditions you propose are fine. If not, I won't ask you to do anything too difficult. You just need to pull up a banner that reads 'Chinese police are the most incompetent' and stand in Tiananmen Square for a day, how about it?"

  The people around were furious, and several of them cursed out loud, their teeth itching with hatred. As they calmed down, they simultaneously cast suspicious glances at Zhang Jun. Solving the case in six hours was just too difficult! To think that they had been following this case for half a year without any progress, how could Zhang Jun solve it in just six hours?

  Facing the suspicious gaze of the crowd, Zhang Jun's expression remained calm. He smiled and said: "Alright, I agree to this condition. In return, my request is not high either. If I can crack the case within six hours, you must also put up a banner with the words 'Down with American Imperialism, Li Changyu is a traitor running dog' and stand in front of the Jian Guo Gate for six hours."

  Meng Han's face suddenly turned red, this kid is really vicious! If he dares to write like this, it will have a very bad influence. To put it mildly, Li Changyu will directly expel him. To put it seriously, the US will deport him.

  But he was very confident in his own judgment, and since the big talk had already been said, it wasn't good to take it back now. So he smiled coldly and said: "Good, I'll just wait and see your performance at the Jian Guo Gate!"

  Zhang Jun didn't say anything, he refocused his attention on the scene and started searching for clues. The previous flash of insight made him realize the wonderful use of Buddha's eyes, which could discover past traces on all things. With this ability, he was not afraid of not finding the murderer.

  He focused his attention again, and the scene just now appeared in his mind once more, and he firmly remembered the facial features of that man. One detail caught his eye, the murderer was wearing a down jacket outside, with an open collar, revealing the inside shirt, which should be a work uniform.

  The work uniform has a line of words printed on the left chest side, but only two and a half characters are visible, which are the two characters "Yi Guan".

  "Bin Yi Hotel?" Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat.

  After a moment of contemplation, he turned around and asked Xiao Zhao: "What happened to the bodies of the first three victims after they died?"

  Xiao Zhao was taken aback and said, "After the forensic autopsy, he was sent to the Bin Yi Hotel by his family for handling." Then he asked strangely, "Why are you asking this?"

  Zhang Jun didn't answer and instead asked Qin Huo: "Qin team leader, apart from being young and beautiful, do the four deceased have any other common characteristics?"

  In most serial murder cases, the victims often have similar characteristics, some of which are obvious while others are deeply hidden.

  Qin Huo hadn't even responded yet, when Meng Han sneered: "You haven't even figured out the case, and you think you can crack it in six hours? What a ridiculous dream, overestimating your own abilities!"

  Zhang Jun ignored him and just stared at Qin Huo.

  Qin Huo thought for a moment and said: "Except for the characteristic of being young and beautiful, all the deceased either worked or lived in Lantian District."

  "Have you investigated which funeral home these deceased were finally sent to?" he asked again, his expression serious.

  Qin Huo was an old detective, his sense of smell for criminal investigation was extremely keen. He immediately understood what Zhang Jun meant, but still had some doubts: "Zhang Jun, do you mean the murderer might be in Bin Yi Hotel?"

  There was a clear tone of disapproval in his voice, and he thought that Zhang Jun was just randomly thinking to solve the case within six hours.

  Zhang Jun nodded: "Don't rule out this possibility, it's necessary to investigate."

  Things have come to this, and Qin Huo can only cooperate with Zhang Jun with all his might. Otherwise, if he loses, it will be the face of the entire criminal investigation team that is lost. So he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get someone to investigate."

  Ten minutes later, the headquarters disappeared, and the four victims were finally sent to the Bao De Bin Yi Guan in Lantian District.

  Upon receiving this news, Qin Huo's heart slightly stirred. He instructed some personnel to handle the scene and told Zhang Jun, "Let's go, to Bao De Bin Yi Guan!"

  Meng Han also followed the car, his face still with a look of disdain, occasionally making sarcastic remarks. Zhang Jun directly ignored him, his mind always thinking about the case.

  "If the murderer is from Pindu Hotel, why did he do this? Is his purpose of killing just to let the victim enter Baidu Pindu Hotel after death?"

  As soon as this idea came out, it was directly denied by him. Bin Yi Hotel, no matter how much profit it pursues, would not kill people for the sake of profit, unless the boss is a crazy and weak-minded person.

  "If it wasn't done by the Bin Yi Hotel, could it be that someone from the Bin Yi Hotel did it? If so, what was the killer's motive for doing so?" He couldn't think of an answer and stopped thinking about it, deciding to wait until he arrived at the Bin Yi Hotel to continue.

  Baodebin Hotel is the only hotel in Lantian District, with relatively professional and skilled services. Entering the business hall, people can clearly see the advertisement of the hotel: Building a first-class service team at home!

  At the same time, there is a special frame in the hall that introduces the main works of Bin Yi Guan. One of them caught Zhang Jun's attention, which introduced that the makeup artist of Bin Yi Guan was named Du Jin, with 16 years of work experience, and was one of the top mortuary makeup artists in the country.

  Upon seeing the person in the photo, Zhang's eyes narrowed. It was this person! His face was cold and numb, his complexion dark and thin, wearing a work uniform. On the left chest of the uniform were written the five words "Bao De Bin Yi Guan".

  He calmly waited until Qin Huo called the person in charge of Bin Yi Guan, then stepped forward and asked: "I heard that Du Jin here is very skilled at makeup, I'd like to meet him."

  The person in charge of the guest house didn't dare offend the police and hastily said: "Alright, follow me."

  Everyone got into the elevator and went up to the third floor. After the elevator door opened, everyone saw that in front of them was a tightly closed purple large door. The person in charge explained: "Du Jin is our ace makeup artist. However, he has a strange temper and doesn't like to be disturbed when working, so the door is always locked. I'll go knock on the door."

  The person in charge walked forward and knocked on the door a few times with rhythm, shouting: "Du Jin, open the door."

  After half a minute, the purple gate was opened from inside by someone. A man in his thirties, wearing a work uniform, appeared before everyone. His face was cold and numb, facing these people who suddenly appeared, not feeling unexpected or surprised at all, but only asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

  The person in charge said: "These few are comrades from the police station, they want to come over and investigate some things, you cooperate well."

  Upon hearing the word "police", Du Zhen's eyes changed slightly and he replied calmly: "Alright."

  Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Are you Du Jin? I've heard that your makeup skills are quite good, can I take a look at your masterpiece?"

  "What's there to admire about a dead person?" Du Zhen said coldly, "It's easy to get infected with bad luck."

  "Hehe, it's okay, the dead are not scarier than the living." Zhang Jian still insisted, and without permission, he directly walked into the mortuary makeup room.

  As soon as he entered the dressing room, he smelled a strong fragrance and felt a chill entering his body. However, this feeling quickly disappeared, and the golden light lingering in his body dispelled all uncomfortable sensations.

  Du Zhen was doing makeup on two corpses, a male and a female. The male corpse should have been over fifty years old when he was alive, with an ordinary appearance, but under his makeup, he wore a crisp suit, although his eyes were tightly closed, there was a majestic air about him, as if he had been a big shot when he was alive.

  This made Zhang Jun secretly astonished, this person's makeup skills were indeed extraordinary, with the ability to transform decay into wonder.

  Looking at the woman again, under his X-ray vision, he judged that the woman should be over 40 years old when she was alive and had an ordinary appearance. Under Du Zhen's hands, wearing a green cheongsam, she transformed into a noble and beautiful woman, looking like she was just over 30 years old.

  After examining the body, his gaze turned to a wall. Ordinary people would not think twice about this wall because it was just a wall. But Zhang Jun was different, through the wall, he discovered that there was a hidden room behind the wall, very concealed.

  He took a few steps closer, his face almost touching the wall, and his expression changed from calm to shock, then to anger and disgust. He slowly turned around and asked the person in charge who had also walked into the makeup room: "How many corpses did Du Jin make up today?"

  The person in charge thought for a moment: "It should be three." After finishing speaking, his face changed color, because there were only two corpses here, what was going on?

  He stared at Du Zhen and asked: "Du Zhen, where is the other corpse?"

  At this moment, Du Zhen's calm face finally disappeared, his expression was slightly panicked, and he couldn't answer for a while.

  Meng Han was shocked and felt that something was wrong. Had this kid really found a clue? He was very worried and immediately stepped forward to scold: "Quickly, where did the body go? Was it taken away? Or are you lazy, only giving two bodies makeup today?"

  His words reminded Du Zhen, who hastily said: "Yes, I'm tired today, so I only prepared to make up these two corpses."

  Qin Huo glared at Meng Han and said indifferently, "Officer Meng, it was Zhang Jun who cracked the case, not you. You'd better shut your mouth."

  Meng Han snorted: "Do you really believe he can crack the case? I think he's just desperate and trying his luck, knowing he's going to lose, so he deliberately ran into Bin Yi Guan."

  Zhang Jun smiled coldly and glanced at his watch, saying: "It's only been one year, one hour, and ten minutes since our agreed time." After finishing speaking, he suddenly kicked the wall fiercely.

  A loud "crash" sound was heard, and a large hole was kicked out of the wall, revealing a brightly lit secret room to everyone's view.