Chapter 45 9. The guest in Room 8

Two days after the murder occurred in Room 7 on the second floor of the Yamato Hotel, that is, around eleven o'clock in the evening on September 27, a gentleman walked in at the main entrance of the hotel. He is about fifty-five or six years old, tall and fat, and looks like a successful entrepreneur. The driver behind him was carrying a suitcase covered in airline stickers. Perhaps he had just returned from a round-the-world trip. The gentleman walked quickly to the side of the cabinet and said: "I just called to make a reservation." "Ah! You are Mr. Hayakawa, welcome."

Manager Gonto, who was standing behind the cabinet, said respectfully. "Ah! Yes." Gentleman Hayakawa nodded quickly. "You said you wanted to live on the second floor..." "Yes, the first floor is too noisy. If the elevator stops above the third floor, it will be troublesome to go up and down the stairs." "No! The elevator in our hotel will never stop." "You're right in saying that, but the one time I was in New York got me bad." "Ah! Did you come back from America?" With that said, Manager Gonto glanced at the airline labels that were all over the box.

"yes." "The thing you say about your misery in New York is..." "That time when I was in New York, the person in charge of elevator maintenance went on strike, and I lived on the eighth floor of the hotel. I was exhausted climbing up the eighth-floor stairs every day, so I didn't live in rooms above the second floor." "So it is! This incident seems to have been published in the newspapers. It is indeed full of nerve-wracking. Our hotel happens to have a vacant room on the second floor, so when you called just now, I made a reservation for you. Come down, how about Room 8?"

Manager Quan Teng observed the other party's face, because Room No. 8 was the room next to the murder case. "No. 8 or 9 doesn't matter, as long as it's a room on the second floor." Manager Quanto looked at him with a look of indifference, it seemed that he didn't know about the murder. "Is that so? Then I'll send someone to take you there immediately." Manager Quanto gestured, and the waiter came over immediately. "Take this gentleman to Room 8 on the second floor." Manager Quanto gave the waiter a meaningful look, suggesting that he should not mention the murder.

The waiter also looked back at the manager cleverly, and immediately took the suitcase from the driver's hand and said: "yes!" Then, stand aside and wait for the gentleman to register the accommodation information. The gentleman signed Hayakawa Junzo on the boarding roster, fifty-six years old, and a bone merchant by profession. (He probably took the ancient Japanese bones to be auctioned abroad!) Looking at the information on the roster, Manager Quanto secretly guessed in his heart. "It's been hard work, hard work." Mr. Hayakawa paid the driver who brought him, and gave him a lot of tips.

The driver left happily after nodding his head and bowing like garlic. Seeing this situation, the waiter thought to himself that he is really a good guest, and he will definitely give himself a lot of tips later. Next, the waiter carried the suitcase and took the guest to Room 8 on the second floor. "Ah! Thank you for your hard work. The suitcase is there. There are guests in the two adjacent rooms, right?" "Yes, this..." The waiter didn't know how to answer, because Room No. 7 was currently vacant under the order of the police, but Mr. Hayakawa didn't seem to have any special meaning in asking this question.

"Come, please accept." Because I received a lot of tips, the waiter also explained in detail the location of the bathroom, toilet and other places in the next bedroom. "If anything, please ring the bell." "I'm fine tonight, I just want to take a shower and go to bed quickly." "Good night, then." As soon as the waiter went out, Hayakawa-san immediately locked the door, as if he was listening to something, then went into the bathroom and turned on the tap. Then, he went back to the room, smoking slowly, thinking about something at the same time.

The water in the bathroom was already full, so he stood up and walked into the bathroom to turn off the tap. Usually at this time, most people would take off their clothes and go into the bathtub to take a bath, but this Hayakawa Shinaka walked back to the room, carried the suitcase on his shoulders into the bathroom, and locked the door with a click. Does this person carry the suitcase in the bathroom?Or is he afraid that it will be stolen in the room?