The Underworld Detective

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Huang Xiaotao and I got out of the sofa. The man left a pill on the table. I copied it in my palm.

Huang Xiaotao made a few gestures. We rushed to the main house together. The two have cut Wang Yuanchao's pants, tied a tourniquet to his thigh, and are preparing to saw his calf.

Seeing us standing there, Kong Hui was startled: "How are you ..."

The faceless slave quickly grabbed a scalpel and prepared to attack Wang Yuanchao. Huang Xiaotao shot him in the wrist with a shot, and the faceless slave screamed and flew out.

"Retreat!"

After Kong Hui finished, he dropped the hacksaw and ran out, and the faceless slave also ran out.

In the past, I plugged the filthy dan for Wang Yuan Dynasty, and chased the house with Huang Xiaotao.

Out of the community, they saw the two running away in a panic. Huang Xiaotao fired at the sky and shouted, "Stop, I'll shoot!"

The two did not stop at all, a roar came from a distance, and a long light spot slowly approached in the dark. It turned out to be a train and a railroad track near the community.

The two were about to escape to the railroad track. Huang Xiaotao stood still, aimed at the back of Kong Hui, and shot him in the leg.

I quickly caught up with Kong Hui. The distance between them was getting shorter and shorter. He kept looking back, his expression panicking.

When we were only one step away, I jumped in desperately and threw Kong Hui to the ground.

Kong Hui gritted his teeth and shoved an extra scalpel in his hand, "Boy, did you eat a bear heart and leopard gall? Dare to provoke us."

He waved a knife, we were too close, I was anxious to insert a finger into the gun wound in his leg, Kong Hui screamed in pain, and could not help slowing down. I grabbed a half of the brick on the floor and greeted him, and stunned him all at once.

I breathed a sigh of relief, my heart beat like a cymbal drum, it was just too dangerous!

When I was fighting with Kong Hui, the faceless slave had fled to the railroad tracks. Seeing that the train was about to drive, the kid was trying to escape. At this moment, a gunshot sounded, and the faceless slave supported his lower back with his hands. The figure was fixed, and he was hit by the roaring train into scattered flesh!

I looked back erratically. Huang Xiaotao didn't shoot. She was as shocked as I was. Standing at twenty meters behind her, Wang Yuanchao was smoking.

It turned out that Wang Yuanchao was about to run away when he saw the faceless slave. He immediately dropped him and hit him with a shot beyond a hundred steps.

After killing the faceless slaves, Wang Yuanchao took the jug out of his arms and took a sip.

When the two came over, Huang Xiaotao put handcuffs on the comatose Kong Hui and said, "I can't believe this case was broken."

I asked Wang Yuanchao: "Are the legs okay?"

He was shed a lot of blood by the faceless sword, but because the effectiveness of the anesthetic on his body did not completely diminish, he could not feel the pain, and now the blood was soaking the entire leg.

He shook his head: "No pain!"

Huang Xiaotao took a cool breath: "So much blood will die, sit down and don't move, I will hit 120!"

Huang Xiaotao called and after a while, an ambulance and police arrived and Kong Hui was taken away. At present Wang Dali's whereabouts are still unknown. Huang Xiaotao borrowed a police car and hurried back to school with me.

It was just one o'clock in the morning. Huang Xiaotao and I broke into the dormitory and startled my roommates. The boss asked me, "Song Yang, is Wang Dali not with you?"

I said, "Something happened. Is there anything unusual about Wang Dali recently?"

The boss was confused: "Oh, I remember, he received a winning message yesterday saying that he would take out the money and invite us to have a meal, and came back and said it was false."

I asked, "When?"

The boss said, "Last night, you were in the library!"

There is only one place for the school to withdraw money, which is the ATM machine. Huang Xiaotao and I rushed there. The ATM machine room was covered with glass on all sides, and it was impossible to hide. I suddenly noticed that an ATM had a "suspended use" notice on it.

I knocked on it, Huang Xiaotao pointed to the camera in the corner: "No way, how could they hide people in the ATM?"

I noticed a manhole outside, as if it had been tilted, and quickly pointed it out: "Open that!"

The manhole cover is iron, and it took us a lot of effort to open it. I looked inside and Huang Xiaotao asked, "Is anyone below?"

I said, "I see!"

I climbed down the escalator, and immediately saw Wang Dali **** with hands and feet, sitting in dirty water with a piece of cloth clogged in his mouth, and all his clothes were cut off. He screamed when he saw me.

After untying his rope, Wang wailed and rushed to me, comforting him for a long time before calming down.

It turned out that he received the notification of winning yesterday, and hurriedly checked his account, and suddenly he was unconscious when he was covered with a handkerchief. Woke up and found myself in a dark rumbling thing, surrounded by dirty water and odor, and rats crawling around, almost collapsed.

Wang Dalian was tied for a day, and his whole body was weak. I carefully lifted him up. Huang Xiaotao couldn't help laughing when he saw him. Wang Dali cried and said, "Sister Xiao Tao, do you have a conscience? I'm still laughing like you!"

I asked, "How is your health? Would you like to go to the infirmary?"

He said a word: "Hungry!"

Immediately I waved, "Walk, walk."

I put Wang Dali on his jacket and ordered something to eat at the food stall outside the school. Wang Dali was really hungry and mad, and Huang Xiaotao looked at the time: "I'm going back to the office first, you two go to bed early."

Before leaving, Huang Xiaotao and I accidentally said, "Be careful on the road!" Then couldn't help laughing.

Wang asked in a puzzled way: "What happened to this place, what happened to you two?"

I smiled mysteriously: "Go back and tell you!"

A few days later, Huang Xiaotao called and told me that they found a bank card in Kong Hui's house with a large amount of deposits, and that number would be ashamed even if the corrupt officials saw it. That should be Kong Hui's secretly organized organization. His reward.

I thought for a moment: "Can I find the details?"

Huang Xiaotao replied: "Yes!"

I said, "Show me a list of the dates of each payment, and verify the major cases that occurred before and after the date!"

Huang Xiaotao exclaimed on the phone: "How come I didn't expect, Song Yang, you are too smart!"

This was an extremely laborious task, and it took several days for Huang Xiaotao to verify it all. I was shocked to hear this news. In the past ten years, there were more than 20 cases in total. The last arrest was not the real murderer, but a substitute made by Kong Hui's plastic surgery.

As for where the real murderer went, no one knows that this organization can cover the sky and can help so many criminals escape legal sanctions.

The only hope is to ask some information from Kong Hui's mouth. According to my speculation, Kong Hui should be a peripheral figure of this organization. He recently received an order from the organization that the organization wants to use a more concealed method to let a person out of thin air. disappear. Kong Hui thought of the idea of ​​plasticizing a man into a pig. His experimental product was a secret crush on him when he was a kid, but he still looked down on Xu Xiaohui when he grew up, in order to vent his private anger.

The next day Huang Xiaotao asked me to go there. He said that Kong Hui would not say anything.

We met Kong Hui in the training room and squatted for a few days at the detention center. His complexion was a bit sloppy, his hair was messy, and his eyes were swollen. I asked a few questions, and he answered all of them without knowing, and there were no micro expressions on his face.

I suddenly had a horrible conjecture, letting people check the gunshot wound on his leg, but the gunshot wound was obviously made intentionally, because I had inserted the wound with my fingers at that time, and the wound could not be so small.

My back asked coldly, "Who are you?"

He replied, "I'm Kong Hui."

"No, you are not, you are his substitute, when did you adjust the bag? Where is the real Kong Hui now?" I roared.

Fake Kong Hui grinned slowly and said slowly: "How could I know that I'm just a pawn!"