He paused for a moment, trying to remember all the processes.

Zhou went to Lu's house, Lu Dad and Lu's mother seem to talk about who to book the wedding studio, but at this time to ask really can not open their mouths, after all, they do not know what happened to Lu Xi.

Looking back at the staff, searching for the waitress' figure, and stepping toward her, the waitress seemed frightened, and watching the blood-covered sea of Zhou Hai come over and hurriedly stepped back a few steps.

“How do you know my name and that of Lucie?”

It seems that we did not return the name in the door."

The waitress pointed to a computer at the bar.

"When we accept the reservation, we will ask for a picture of each couple, so there is a picture of Miss Lusie in there."

“Who is in charge of booking?

Check out who our time is set.”

The waitress searched and found a girl who tucked her up.

"This work is the responsibility of our shopkeeper, and she arranges all the appointments."

The man stood up trembling and threw away the restraining of the waitress, with a face of panic.

“Don’t ask me, I don’t know anything!”

Zhou Hai's eyes are now red, how can the only hope be let go, a tugging on the woman's collar, drag people directly to the position of the bar, leaving people in front of the computer at the bar.

"Don't tell me the useless ones, find me the original booking records."

At this time, the yellow detachment also followed, waved to let people do the trouble for these staff, after all, the matter is out in this shop, the mysterious boss was also informed to be sure to arrive immediately.

Seeing the situation on this side of Zhou Hai, he quickly stepped over, the table facing the bar was two slaps, and the cup, pen and keyboard of the bar beat a few times.

He leaned over and rolled his eyes and yelled, “What do you think about what to do?”

The manager closed her eyes and clenched her lips, but did not dare to make a sound.

Quickly open the computer, find the booking records of Lusie and Zhou Hai, find a huge booking book against the time, and find the most original record in the recorded time.

“I found it, this is the booking record received at 16:40 p.m. on April 6, leaving the contact person is Ms. Hu, the contact number is 1390*******.”

Ms. Hu should be Lu Xi's mother, it was Lu Xi's mother in Zhang Luo, and the phone was Lu Xi's mobile phone number, Zhou Hai closed her eyes as far as possible to calm down, and now can not panic.

“Who can see this information?”

The female manager raised her hand and pointed to all the staff present.

"It's public, everyone will answer the phone, and we will announce in advance what time of day was scheduled, need to avoid the peak, after all, many people do not like to be disturbed."

“What about the network?

Do you have a station?

Is it also possible to make reservations and information online?”

I don't know when the fat man followed, standing behind Zhou Hai and asked.

Zhou Hai looked back at the fat man, and then stared at the female manager, the fat man's problem is particularly critical, if the network can be viewed, equivalent to publicity, it really can not be found.

“I don’t understand the internet, but our information is public.

After all, a lot of people want to adjust their shooting time, to know that our industry is also affected by seasonal weather factors."

Fat man licked his lips, opened his notebook, and logged into the wedding photography shop of Paris time.

Sure enough, the store even made all the customer's information public, although the name was not directly announced, but the surname of a gentleman and a young lady was completely published.

The fat man handed the results of the search to Zhou Hai, who looked at the female manager with a squint.

“Didn’t anyone come today or take a vacation?”

The female manager recalled it, and flipped the flowering roster, and looked at the people at the scene against the roster.

Suddenly, he realized, "A temporary worker in charge of cleaning did not come, and yesterday came for half a day, but today."

“Is there a registration?”

The female manager looked at the roster, found a record named Zhou Yu, and handed it to Zhou Hai.

He looked around and his eyebrows tightened.

“The man?”

“Well, a man in his fifties with gray hair with thick-bottomed lenses.

It seemed like a leg was a little bit of a problem, walking slowly and a little bit rough, but the cleaning was still very diligent, so we decided to keep it.

But he did not come this morning, and we were busy with you and Miss Lu.

So I didn't pay attention."

Zhou Hai heard the eyes here bright, and quickly returned to search for the fat man's figure.

"The fat man came over, checked their surveillance, I want to know the characteristics of the cleaning that came over yesterday."

The female manager heard Zhou Hai say so, raising her hand in embarrassment, and the action attracted the eyes of several people.

“Wait a minute, yesterday.

Yesterday, our store was out of power, temporary power outages, no notice from the Property and Electricity Department, just pasted a piece of paper in the glass, and all the monitoring was not good."

The fat man had inquired, heard a conversation between several people, at this time the three looked at the female manager, and looked at each other, without Zhou Hai prompt, everyone felt that this matter was not ordinary, obviously the time when the man came to work, too coincidental.

The day of the power outage, only one afternoon, is it stepping on a little?

Or for the layout?

Or is it really related to the high-slaughtness of the shā're:n case?

Everything, can not help but think about, if it is really behind the case of the master, this person is too terrible, the next time can escape can control the driver, this time can be the same.

Zhou Hai thought about Zhang Ming's death, the more he thought that it was possible, the more he felt that it was possible to know his relationship with Lucilo, the unit school was clear, and the itinerary of a wedding studio was easy to find.

“Hu Detachment, find someone to paint a picture of that cleaning!”

Fat man, have you seen the passage behind the dressing room?

Are there traces of passages and unit doors, or are there any traces of locks?

The fat man patted the sea on the shoulder.

“After we came, I looked at it and the passage was very narrow, only more than three meters long, presumably wanting to space this locker room.

So the channel is closed, otherwise this position is a bit strange to use, this design is no problem.

In addition, here I found two layers of wallpaper, the first layer of wallpaper under the scrape of a layer of latex paint, there are traces of knife temptation in the position of the door, it seems that the murderer knows that there is a door here, he also tried a few times to find.

The door of the door is very old, but there is a key in the core of the door, I think this is the murderer back and forth to open the door of the key, the key and the lock weathering degree is the same, the part inserted in the core is still relatively new, it seems that the owner has been the key here.

But I wonder, how did the killer know there was a door?

This door looks at the closed years, at least for five or six years, and the pattern is not unconventional, in order to connect with the unit of the back of the community, specially designed a fire channel port, then who will know?"

The fat man's words have been very clear, it seems that the survey has been very careful, as for who knows this passage there is a person, instantly Zhou Hai looked back at the female manager.

“What time is your boss coming?”