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Chapter 467

For a minute and a half of the first round, I basically covered my head with both hands.If you ask me, Da Scarface hit me so hard that I was intoxicated.

He totally treats me like a sandbag and he knees me every now and then.

After someone yelled to stop, Scarface was willing to let me go, but he was crouching in a corner, staring at me eeriely, which meant that when the second round started, he would rush over frantically.

I retreated to another corner, when Yinyin crawled to the edge of the ring and asked me how I was doing.

Fortunately, I was well protected, but the side of my head was hit twice. When I touched these two places, it was a little hot and a little painful. I guess it will definitely swell in the future.

I weighed it in my heart. To be honest, my body's ability to resist blows exceeded my imagination, and it would not be a big problem to endure two more games.

I signaled Yinyin, I'm fine.

Yinyin stared at the scarred face and said to me, "Why are you so shrunken? You have been guarding, so why can't you take the initiative to attack?"

In fact, I have thought about this too, but I believe that, as an underground boxing champion with a scarred face, my ability to resist blows is guaranteed to be stronger than mine.

I swung my fist and beat him, don't say nothing about not being beaten the other way around, and let me show my loopholes to be used by Scarface.

I didn't refute Yinyin directly, but Yinyin also tasted my attitude. She stretched out her hand, raised her index finger, and asked what is this?
I don't understand why she asked such a question, but she said very seriously, "Finger!"

Yin Yin hummed and said, "Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound, and they all have one common point, which is to attack the enemy's weakest part with their strongest point. Although the strength of fingers is not as good as fists and feet, the advantage lies in it. You can focus the force on one point, and once you poke someone's vital point, the power will be several times or even dozens of times greater than punching and kicking."

After listening to my first reaction, her theory, to put it bluntly, is just acupuncture.

I replied to Yin Yin, "I know acupressure, but the problem is that it is hard work, and I can't use it now."

At this time, someone shouted that the second scene had begun, and Da Scarface quickly got up and walked towards me.

Yinyin can no longer stand on the ring, she emphasized again, reminding me to use acupoints.Then she jumped off the ring.

I was a little dazed, and when the scarred face saw my virtue, it snorted contemptuously and cursed, "Trash!"

He pounced on him again, attacking fiercely with round fists.I found that this kid is getting more and more courageous as he fights, and his fists are all focused on my little arm.

I figured he was paying attention, trying to break or maim my arm, take down my defenses from the front, and then he could do whatever he wanted with me.

My two little arms are getting more and more sore, and I can't last long according to this trend.

Yinyin encouraged me and kept reminding me to say something!The scarred face has a mentality that most men have. He looks at a beautiful woman who encourages me so much, but he doesn't like him.He became more and more angry, the strength in his hands became heavier, and he cursed trash every time he hit him!
When I got angry, everyone said that a scholar can be killed but not humiliated.I looked for an opportunity, and when Da Scarface was punching, I made a sudden move and poked hard on Da Scarface's right shoulder with my finger.

In fact, I don't have much confidence, because I really don't know acupuncture, but it's also very strange. When I use acupuncture, I feel very familiar, and even the technique is very proficient.

After I poked the face with the big scar, his whole face twisted in pain, he took two steps back, and his right arm was still weakly hanging down.

Unconvinced, he scolded his mother and raised his left fist again.I didn't give him a chance, so I slapped him hard under his left shoulder.

Well now, both arms hang down.But after the second acupuncture point, I felt like I was completely activated, and I felt that I was no longer familiar with acupuncture.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in my eyes, and I stretched out both fingers, wanting to hit the scarred chest again.

Yinyin saw my intention, she was suddenly frightened, and even yelled for Da Scarface's sake, "Stop!"

My two fingers had already poked out, and it was too late to stop, so I could only adjust the direction temporarily, but even so, after poking on Da Scarface, he still screamed, took two steps back and lay down on the ground with a plop.

The three people under the ring quickly climbed up, one waved to me, which meant the game was over, and the other two came to the side of Da Scarface to treat him.

Although the result of this game was not announced, it is self-evident who wins and loses.Yinyin greeted me to get off the ring.When we got together, I looked at my hands and recalled what happened just now, I was surprised and asked Yinyin what was going on.

Yinyin didn't answer anything, so she asked me to sit next to her and rest for a while, and then she also went to the ring to check the injury on the big scarred face.

I struggled a little bit, and felt that it was inconvenient for me to join in the fun, so I looked around.There are tables and chairs in the distance, and a box of mineral water is placed under the chairs.

I sat down and took a bottle of mineral water to drink.During the fight just now, my mobile phone was kept in my pocket, so I was eager to take it out to have a look.

I was worried that my phone was broken, but by coincidence, another call came in while I was holding it.

I was taken aback by the sudden sound of the impact drill, and I made up my mind to change the ringtone to something like a little apple as soon as possible.

I looked and it was obvious that it was Zhou Ming.It's lunch break now, he is in a hurry to call me, it must be something urgent.

After connecting, Zhou Ming first said that the taxi used by the murderer had been found.

I was overjoyed, knowing the importance of this taxi, as long as we can dig out some important clues from it, and follow the clues, we will be able to bring the murderer to justice.

I asked Zhou Ming where the taxi was found, and I rushed over to have a look.

Zhou Ming said it was at the scrapyard in the suburbs of Beicheng.I have studied the map of this city in the past few days, and I have an impression of this scrapyard.

I didn't say any more, and hung up the phone after a few instructions.

I found Yinyin again and told her about it. During this period, I also saw the condition of Dascarlian's body. Red spots appeared in the places where I pressed acupuncture points.

The whole person with the big scar face was in a daze.But he's already doing this, and he's still cursing uncleanly.

Yinyin supported me to rush to the scene quickly, but she didn't go there with me.She gave me the car keys.I was in a hurry and didn't say anything to her.

I drove for 10 minutes, and ran more than 20 kilometers through the urban area, and came to the main entrance of the scrap yard.

There were two police cars parked here, except for Zhou Ming who was still waiting for me at the gate of the scrapyard, everyone else went in.

After meeting Zhou Ming, I asked him what was going on.

Zhou Ming shook his head and said that he was just waiting for me, and he didn't know the specific situation.

I thought in my heart that this kid only knows how to flatter, and doesn't do business.But I didn't criticize him for anything, and took him inside together.

This scrapyard is huge, probably comparable to the school playground, with scrapped vehicles piled up in all corners.In fact, it does not mean that all vehicles are broken. Some of the vehicles are outdated in style, and the owners think they are out, so they dispose of them.

I saw a group of policemen around a corner, probably where the taxis stopped.

We both headed straight for it.When I got closer, I saw that the doors of the taxi were all open. Two technical policemen, wearing rubber gloves and equipment, were getting into the car to look for clues. The other policemen were standing outside the car and waiting.

When they saw me coming, they all greeted me.After a few polite words, I also waited with them.

During this time, I also saw dents on the hood, roof and trunk of the taxi.It must have been stepped on by me.

After about 5 minutes, a technical policeman got out of the car.He was so tired that his forehead was sweating.

I asked him what was going on.He didn't bother to wipe his sweat, and replied, "There is a lot of blood in the car, but the murderer also washed the car with drugs. It is estimated that the DNA has been destroyed. In addition, the car was completely wiped with a cloth. Fingerprints, palm prints And other key evidence can’t be collected.”

Although this was in my expectation, I still frowned after hearing it.

I let him rest for a while, and waited for the other technical police to find something.

During this time, I walked around the taxi, and after observing it, I focused on the wheels.

I saw a lot of dry dirt on the tires.I found a small plastic bag and picked up all the soil with gloves.

I don't know if there will be any important discoveries in this soil, but no matter how unlikely it is, I will try.

After waiting another quarter of an hour, the other technical policeman got out of the car.He is quite fat, also sweaty, and has a kind of seriousness.

That look let me know he'd figured it out.I let him talk.

The fat technical police replied that the circuit in the car had been modified, and even a miniature camera and memory card were installed.He tried to pull out the memory card and read it with the device we brought.

But the memory card is embedded, and it cannot be pulled out with conventional methods.He wanted to drive the taxi back, and use the equipment in the police station to find another way to decrypt the memory card data.

I suddenly had an idea that the reason why there is a miniature camera in the car is that the murderer purposely recorded some killing videos, and then retrieved them to watch when he got bored later.

This memory card is used as a storage device, and the data inside is very valuable.

I agree with what the fat tech police are doing, but at the same time I have a hunch that it will be dangerous if we do this!
(End of this chapter)