Peach Luck Unparalleled

Without the threat of the Tyrannosaurus, Young Master Qin can restore the previous work and rest system.

No, as soon as I came to the Qin's Building, I went straight to the CEO's office at the highest level. Standing behind the beautiful CEO, two thieves' hands uninvited into her bra.

"I hate it, I tossed him like that last night, and now I'm doing it again!" Mei Hui snorted, grabbed his evil hand, and said angrily, "This is an office, you are not allowed to do bad things."

Qin Feng chuckled: "It seems that the first time we did something bad was in the office, right? And it was in my office. How about it? Do you want to go over and relive the feeling at that time?"

"I hate it!" The beautiful president gave him a blank look, and under the constant aggression of his two magical palms, she couldn't help panting coquettishly: "I'm still busy, don't... oh..., at worst, you can do whatever you want at night." How about I listen to you, okay?"

Meihui is a girl with traditional thinking, every time Qin Dashao asks to use a new posture, she always refuses, which makes Qin he very disappointed.

Hearing such words, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "You said this, don't go back on your word."

At this moment, his cell phone rang. It was He Muqing and Meimei who told him a specific location and asked him to go there quickly.

Saying goodbye to the beautiful CEO, and flirting with the assistant below while going out, he left the building with a smirk.

The destination was a high-end hotel in the urban area, and he was speculating all the way, could it be that beautiful woman He would also take the initiative to open a room and pay back?

Hmm, it's very possible!

No matter how bad Young Master Qin is, Feng Mo, who made the entire killer world terrified, completed three sss-level tasks by himself. You must know that many colleagues with great reputations have never received a single sss-level task in their lifetime, let alone Let alone complete three.

In the world of assassins, sss-level missions are called impossible missions, completing them once can make you famous.

The US Secretary of State’s security specifications are second only to the President’s. The director of MI[-] in the UK has dozens of secret agents for protection. Died at the hands of Feng Mo.

Fengmo's name had already become a legend in the killer world.

Therefore, Qin Feng didn't doubt that he had something to attract He Muqing, and He Meimei took the initiative to invite him to open a room, and it became a success.

Thinking of this, First Young Master Qin couldn't help showing his signature smirk, that is, the cheap kind.

No, the opening of the house made such a big commotion, there were policemen with live ammunition standing guard at the gate, not to mention, even the isolation belt was pulled up.

After stopping the car, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel like it. Is He Meimei such a high-profile person?

Suspicious, he was led into the elevator by someone specially assigned to him, and went directly to the 18th floor.

The corridors were full of policemen, and everyone looked solemn. Only then did Young Master Qin suddenly realize, what kind of room was opened, there was a homicide.

In a luxurious suite, He Meimei was wearing white rubber gloves. When she saw Qin Feng coming, she turned her head and greeted him: "Come and have a look."

First Young Master Qin shrugged, walked over impatiently, and muttered: "It turns out that I was investigating the case. Why did you ask me to come here? Have you forgotten that my unique job is to kill people, not to search for evidence, which is exactly the opposite. Occupation!"

What he said was right at all. The best skill of a killer is to kill people, and then leave as few clues as possible for the police, which has nothing to do with the investigation.

He Meimei turned her head and gave him a blank look: "This matter really has something to do with you, you should first find out what the cause of death is."

Qin Feng looked disdainful, and the cause of death has not been found out until now, you are really capable of being a policeman.

The deceased was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a pale complexion and something like frost on his eyebrows and hair. There were no obvious wounds all over his body, and he was neatly dressed. There were signs of violent fighting in the room.

Asphyxiation?

No, a suffocated person should at least open his mouth and stick his tongue out.

Poisoning?

Even less likely, the skin of the poisoned person should be black, not white.

Could it be a heart attack?

If this is the case, why would He Muqing lead a group of people to mobilize the crowd?

He Meimei saw him frowning, and explained: "The waiter heard the sound of fighting outside, and then found the body. It is certain that he died of homicide."

Qin Feng squatted down, took the gloves from He Meimei, and after putting them on, he first touched the neck of the deceased, and then pressed the upper and lower positions with two fingers, and gently divided it.

A wound as deep as the bone can be seen appeared instantly, and the wound immediately began to roll outwards when it saw air. The most terrifying thing was that such a deep wound did not bleed from the beginning to the end.

The trachea, blood vessels, esophagus, etc., are clearly visible, and finally the white cervical vertebrae.

The man's head was about to be chopped off, but the wound was miraculously stuck together without a trace of blood. No wonder everyone couldn't find the cause of death.

He Muqing's eyes widened. Although she was not a criminal police officer, she often came into contact with murder scenes, not to mention she had never seen it before, she had never even heard of this kind of murder method.

Qin Feng explained: "When the deceased was killed, because the temperature of the wound was extremely low, the blood in the blood vessel was frozen into ice, so no blood flowed out. It was also because of the low temperature that the wound was stuck together, making it impossible to see. Where the wound is."

There was a sound of gasping for air. Among the police were many well-informed old detectives, and they had never seen such a method of killing.

Taking off his gloves, he asked He Muqing: "You said that this incident has something to do with me, what is it? You don't suspect that I killed this guy, right? You might as well say it clearly, I don't have such abilities."

He Muqing shook her head, and said: "I'm not saying that you are related to his death, but his identity is related to you. I won't keep you in the dark anymore. This man is nicknamed White Wolf, one of the Four Great King Kongs of Shengmen. Long is a close buddy. His appearance in Pingyuan City is definitely not by chance."

The tyrannosaurus is dead, and the white wolf must have come to avenge him.

But who killed the white wolf, the enemy?

It's not realistic, if it was a vendetta, the white wolf must have died long ago, so how could he have the chance to die in Pingyuan City.

Qin Feng really couldn't figure it out, was this a coincidence, or was someone secretly helping?

He Meimei also took off her gloves, and asked in a low voice: "Who has such a means of killing people? You are well-informed, do you know who it is?"

Qin Dashao shook his head and said: "I don't know if there are such people in other killer organizations, but what is certain is that there is no one on Death Island. I was thinking, what kind of knife would it be, sharp And it has a temperature that can freeze blood vessels, which is even better than my Huoyun."