In Wu Zhicheng's view,
Luo Fei's words were completely alarmist.
After all, thousands of people come and go in his hotel every day.
How could there possibly be a situation where a murder occurred?
If there had been any signs, he would have known long ago.
No matter how you think about it, it doesn't make sense, and it's almost impossible.
Yet Wu Zhicheng seemed a bit incredulous.
He seemed unable to believe his own words.
But Luo Fei remained extremely serious.
"Mr. Wu, don't worry. I never said a murder happened in this room. I can only faintly smell the stench of a corpse."
"That's why I made such a guess."
However, Luo Fei's words,
essentially made no difference.
This made Wu Zhicheng break into a cold sweat.
"Mr. Luo, whether or not it's this room, I've been running this establishment for over ten years. Never had a murder case."
"Are you sure there isn't a mistake?"
Before Luo Fei could speak,
Li Yu, standing by, said sternly.
