Who moved my novel?

"Officer Sun, take care."

After the investigation was fruitless, Xiao Sun was ready to leave Xue Mo's house.

He had carefully observed the tray just now. There was already a thin layer of dust on the place where the cup was not placed. Unless Xue Mo usually deliberately placed the other cup separately, it could only mean that the cup had been lost for a long time. As for why it was lost, I'm afraid I have to ask Zhao Feng.

"By the way, Xue Mo, do you know who the landlord next door is?" Before leaving, Xiao Sun suddenly remembered this matter.

"The landlord next door?" Xue Mo thought for a while: "If it hasn't changed, it's the same one as mine. I saw the room next door at that time."

"Do you have contact information?"

"Yes, both phone and WeChat." Xue Mo nodded.

"Tell me the phone number." Xiao Sun took out a notebook and prepared to record it.

"Okay." Xue Mo nodded, turned on his mobile phone, and showed Xiao Sun a mobile phone number.

...

"Knock knock knock!" In a bungalow in the north district of the city, Xiao Sun and two policemen knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Inside the house, a big man with a cigarette in his mouth put his feet down from the stool, dragged his slippers, and walked to the door.

"Hello, police, cough cough cough!" As soon as the door opened, Xiao Sun was choked by the thick smell of smoke and coughed.

Even as a ten-year-old smoker, Xiao Sun couldn't stand it. The smoke in this room had already turned blue.

"What are you doing! Why is there so much smoke!" Seeing this, the two policemen behind him stepped forward and protected Xiao Sun on the left and right to avoid any sudden situation.

"Sorry, sorry." The big man saw that it was a policeman, and hurriedly nodded and said: "I'm playing with a few friends at home. I smoke a little too much. I'm really sorry. I wonder if you are here?"

"I want to ask you something." Xiao Sun waved his hand, patted some of the smoke in front of him, and was about to walk into the room.

"Officer! Officer!" The big man quickly stopped in front of Xiao Sun: "Officer, there's a lot of smoke in the room, you... or else we can talk outside?"

"What? Is there a secret in the room?" Xiao Sun pushed the big man away and walked in.

In the room, three people who were halfway through cleaning up the mahjong saw several policemen coming in, and quickly stopped what they were doing and raised their hands.

"Officer, officer." One of them "gulped" and swallowed: "Officer, we are all friends, just playing casually, not gambling!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The big man glanced at the table and nodded repeatedly: "Officer, we are just playing casually, not playing for money."

"Really?" Xiao Sun casually lifted the fruit plate on the table, and a handful of change instantly scattered on the table. At a glance, there were at least a few hundred.

"Whose house is this?" Xiao Sun looked at several people.

"His house!"

"His house!"

"His house!"

The other three people said in unison, pointing their fingers at the big man who picked his feet at the same time.

"My...my house..." The big man saw that he couldn't hide, so he could only bite the bullet and nodded.

"You guys go home first." Xiao Sun said to the few people in the room except the big man.

"Yes, yes." Several people fled the room as if they had been pardoned. Only the big man was left, trembling in front of the three policemen.

"Officers, I... Although I play with a little money, we are all friends. Isn't it the New Year soon? Let's have some fun and play a few rounds." The big man said timidly.

"What's your name?" Xiao Sun took out a notebook and asked.

"Chen Dazhuang."

"Is the building on XXX Street yours?" Xiao Sun looked at the man in front of him. It really didn't look like he had a building...

"Yes, officer." Chen Dazhuang nodded.

"I'm not here to check on you playing mahjong today. Get up first." Xiao Sun looked at Chen Dazhuang who was about to collapse on the ground and motioned him to get up quickly.

Who would have thought that Chen Dazhuang would kneel directly on the ground after hearing this.

"Officer, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I was obsessed with money, I won't dare to do it again!"

"What did you say?" Xiao Sun and the two policemen immediately became alert when they heard this. Could it be that Chen Dazhuang did it?

"What's the matter? Stand up and tell me!" Xiao Sun shouted coldly: "Tell me in detail, don't miss any details!"

"Yes!" Chen Dazhuang responded, but he didn't dare to stand up. He just knelt on the ground and said: "Officer, isn't there a big company coming to our city to build a site recently?"

"Yes."

"If you build a factory, you need a place, right? If you build a factory, you need employees, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Sun nodded, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Look, this factory demolished some houses, and there are more employees and more people who need houses, so will the rent be higher?"

"It should be." Xiao Sun frowned: "But what does this have to do with murder?"

"Ah?" Chen Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, then stumbled to the ground: "Murder, murder?! Officer, what are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Sun frowned.

"I'm talking about the rent increase." Chen Dazhuang looked at Xiao Sun in confusion: "Officer, I also know that what I did is wrong, but..."

"Okay, okay, don't say it." Xiao Sun interrupted him directly: "It's not this, it has nothing to do with us, I ask, you answer."

"Oh, okay, okay." Hearing about murder, Chen Dazhuang was already scared out of his wits.

"Do you remember the house you rented to Zhao Feng?"

"Zhao Feng?" Chen Dazhuang thought for a while: "Excuse me, officer, can I get the registration book?"

"Take it!" Xiao Sun said angrily.

"Yes, yes." Chen Dazhuang took the registration book and flipped through it: "He rented the house more than 20 days ago. Officer, how is he? Was he killed? He didn't die in my house. Right? He..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xiao Sun frowned and interrupted him: "Has anyone borrowed the key to his house recently?"

"Key?" Chen Dazhuang shook his head: "I don't know, doesn't he have all the keys?"

"You don't have a spare key?" Xiao Sun asked doubtfully.

"No." Chen Dazhuang shook his head again: "The rules of renting a house here are that the landlord doesn't leave the key. Don't you know?"

Xiao Sun really didn't know this, after all, he was not a local.

"Does anyone else have the key to that room?" Xiao Sun asked again without giving up.

"The agency had it before." Chen Dazhuang thought for a moment and said, "But after renting the house, mine and the agency's property were all given to the tenants."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Xiao Sun would not believe it, Chen Dazhuang also took out a bunch of keys: "Officer, look, this is originally a bunch of keys. The ones that have not been rented out are still hanging, and the ones that have been rented out are all empty."

Xiao Sun looked around and saw that there were indeed only a few lonely keys left on the key chain, and the rest were all left with only the key rings jingling on it.