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Tamara … Barton chewed the name, thinking about what it meant.

 

He is no longer like the first time he discovered that oneself can hear voices that others cannot hear, panicking and panicking, looking for who is hiding in the dark and talking, and always ready to pick up a stick and rush to the other Awesome, he stood quite calmly, pondering and observing the reaction of Pacheco, the deputy director of the Compliance Department.

 

Pacheco glanced at him:

 

“Do you have any research on the history of the fourth era?”

 

“There is a certain amount of research.” Barton replied modestly.

 

At this moment, he did not pretend that oneself had no knowledge of the history of the fourth era. One was that his character was not allowed, and the other was that his position came from the academic accomplishment of history. If there were major defects in this field, he was very It may be fired by Foundation tomorrow.

 

Pacheco looked at the door of the house:

 

“Have you heard of the surname Tamara?”

 

“I heard that.” Barton instinctively glanced at Pacheco. “In the scattered fourth era historical materials, the surname Tamara has appeared several times, the frequency second only to Tudor, Solomon and Trensost. From this point It can be preliminarily judged that this represents a great noble of an empire in the fourth era. “

 

At this point, Button paused:

 

“Fernard recently discovered some ruins from the fourth era legacy.”

 

Because the hotel waiter is nearby, he did not directly point out that the Tamara surname may be related to Vernal ’s current anomaly.

 

Pacheco did not respond and turned to the hotel waiter:

 

“I am a police officer in charge of criminal cases. I suspect that the occupants of this room have suffered misfortune. Please take the key to Open Gate immediately.”

 

While speaking, Pacheco took out a document and showed it to the other party.

 

The hotel waiter was taken aback, and then looked at the document carefully:

 

“Okay, okay. I’ll get the key!”

 

He turned and ran towards the stairs.

 

“Are you a policeman?” Patton stunned, watching.

 

Pacheco looked down at the document in his palm and laughed:

 

“This document is absolutely true, and it is also obtained from legal channels.”

 

Why is it so complicated … Barton habitually replied:

 

“I do n’t care about its authenticity, I just want to know if you are a police officer.”

 

Pacheco laughed:

 

“It depends on how you recognize it.”

 

Such an answer made Patton a little irritable, but as a standard gentleman Ruen, he understood that the other person did not want to give the answer directly, he closed his mouth politely.

 

Of course, the fact that the other party is the deputy director of the “Compliance Department” is also one of the reference factors.

 

In silence, the hotel boss returned to the third floor with the waiter.

 

After carefully checking the documents in Pacheco ’s hands, after comparing the photos with the True Master, the hotel boss took out the key Open Gate and complained in a low voice:

 

“How could it happen? Nothing happened at all.”

 

If a high-end hotel has a criminal case involving human life, it will definitely affect its own image, and even suffer bankruptcy.

 

“Don’t worry too much, maybe it’s just a little problem.” Pacheco comforted the other person with a close attitude.

 

“Hope, may Goddess bless you.” Hotel Boss withdrew his hand and tapped clockwise on his chest to draw the stars.

 

Then, he pushed the door lightly and let it open slowly.

 

At this moment, the interior of the room seemed to finally be connected with the outside world, and a faint bloody smell filled out.

 

“Oh …” Hotel Boss realized this and could only express oneself’s disappointment and fright in one tone.

 

Only in such an environment can the envelope not be stained with blood but with a bloody smell … The first Time flashed in Barton’s mind is such a thought.

 

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that in the room, the furniture was placed completely simultaneously, and the carpet was not clearly wrinkled, which was contradictory to the bloody smell in the air.

 

It does n’t look like there was a fight … a shot? Barton’s amateur hobby includes reading popular novels, especially those mixed with homicide and love, so he has a very rich “experience” for similar situations.

 

Among all the best-selling novel authors, his favorite is without a doubt Forsi Wall.

 

Initially, it was his wife who bought several novels of Forsi Wall. Barton occasionally read it and indulged in it.

 

Of course, he will not show this in front of his wife, always using an authoritative tone:

 

“This kind of novel is vulgar and superficial, it has no value, only suitable for killing Time.”

 

Pacheco put on a pair of white gloves and walked into the room while Patton was thinking.

 

The senior Solicitor looked around and walked to the desk, picked up the stack of stationery printed with the lavender castle pattern, and said to the hotel boss and the waiter:

 

“Do you know how many there were originally?”

 

“We, no, not every day, supplement every time.” The waiter glanced at Boss, stuttering slightly.

 

What he meant was that after several rotations of customers, he had long been unclear how much stationery was left when Vernal checked in.

 

Pacheco sighed, hook the head, go to oneself side Barton Road:

 

“So, this world needs order and rules.

 

“If they can have a strict set of codes of conduct, every time the customer checks out, remember to fill up the letter to a certain amount, then we can use this to find some clues.”

 

“I don’t quite understand what you mean.” Barton faithfully replied.

 

Pacheco smiled and said:

 

“In simple words, there are shadows when there is radiance.

 

“Of course, enough confusion also means opportunity.”

 

Barton hearing this, nodded said:

 

“Yes, Great Emperor Russell said that chaos is an upward ladder.”

 

“No one knows whether this sentence is what he said. There are too many people in this world who dare not express oneself’s point of view directly and can only borrow the name of others.” Pacheco replied casually.

 

Then, he picked up the blank letter paper on the top, put it under the sunlight through the glass, and looked carefully.

 

“I like to face careless people the most.” Pacheco suddenly laughed.

 

After finishing this sentence, he put the stationery back in his hand.

 

The next second, he took a sharpened pencil out of his pocket and gently smeared it on the letter.

 

It did n’t take long for traces of Ruen language words to appear, forming a fragmentary sentence:

 

“… I was stared at …”

 

“… there are traces of religious sacrifices left in that ruin …”

 

“… I took the item from the altar …”

 

“… it, it saw me!

 

“… No! It has always been by my side!”

 

At the time of writing these sentences, the Archaeologist Vernal seemed to be in a rather intense mood, so he worked very hard, leaving the most obvious trace of a pen.