Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"Let, let go of me..." The wrist was suddenly caught. The unfortunate policeman couldn’t help but change hard, but felt that his wrist was caught in a metal clamp and he could not move.

"You haven't said ‘thank you’.” Li Xuehao looked at him faintly. The Yamamoto heavy light on the side and the Nishimura police officer were a bit sullen. Doesn't this kid look at the scene? Even if you want someone to thank you, you can wait until afterwards.

"Thank you..." In the case of a severe pain in the wrist and the inability to forcibly break free, the unfortunate policeman only thanked him along him.

"You're welcome!" Li Xuehao grinned, and suddenly a knife cut on his neck, the latter suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

This sudden change made some people on the scene react, but especially the West Village police officers and Yamamoto's heavy light and other people even want to understand, what should this kid do? I even shot myself.

Only when the hero of the cousin violently contracted, he finally understood where the anxiety in his heart came from. The little devil just knew that his left hand was hurt, so now he knows his other secrets...

"Don't move!" As soon as he thought of everything he could be known by the other party, Domoto's hero's pistol was instantly aimed at him, although he did not understand how the little devil knew his secret, but it was a threat.

In the face of the black hole, Li Xuehao smiled a bit strangely: "In fact, there may be things you may not know."

"Little devil, don't move." Domoto hero looked at him with vigilance. Although there was a pistol in his hand, the sense of uneasiness in his heart was still there. He didn't know what went wrong.

"There is no bullet in your pistol." Li Xuehao suddenly said.

"What? This is impossible..." The hero of the church was a glimpse first, and then completely denied that the gun was "snapped" from ... and it was impossible to have no bullets.

Li Xuehao smiled lightly and kicked the unlucky policeman who fainted to the ground with his foot: "Do you think this guy just cooperated with you to grab his pistol, would he be so stupid to keep bullets? Although it is your accomplices, but also afraid of hurting Own, but I guess the more important reason is that he is afraid that you will kill him."

When this was said, Yamamoto’s heavy light and Nishimura police officers and others were shocked. At the same time, they finally realized why the boy had just done so. Was the policeman actually a companion of Domoto’s hero?

"Little devil, how do you know?" Domoto stared at him, how the little devil knew this.

"Guess." Li Xuehao smiled slightly, a look of sorrow.

Yamamoto's heavy light on the side and the Nishimura police officer were also waiting to listen to his answer. The result was that the eyes were jumping straight. Is this kid so guessy? Still treating all of them as stupid? Can this kind of thing come out?

"Little devil!" Domoto hero gnawed his teeth, but if the little devil did not say anything, he could not do anything. The hand that grabbed it was tight and wanted to threaten.

"Mr. Domoto, I will remind you once again that the gun in your hand has no bullets." Li Xuehao said in a timely manner.

The hero of Domoto could not help but change his color. He looked up at the pistol and suddenly whispered: "Bastard!" Then the pistol was thrown, and the whole man rushed over. Even without a pistol, he has enough force to catch a hostage, and as long as someone is in the hands, he has a chance to run away.

The target of the hostage is undoubtedly the youngest person closest to him. At least he is not a policeman and can easily catch him.

"Be careful!" Yamamoto's heavy light screamed, and people rushed straight ahead, but it was a step late and could only watch...

"Ah!" a scream.

It’s the hero who screams, but the wrist is easily caught. Just like the unfortunate policeman, the huge force is like a steel tongs, and his wrist is tightly hung, not only the intense pain, but also his Do not dare to move.

The "Shang!" West Village police officers naturally will not miss this opportunity. Under one command, the surrounding police officers suddenly swarmed up, especially the West Village real name is the fastest, a group of people will control the heroes.

Soon, the handcuffs were worn on the wrist of the hero, and the expression on his face was gone, and the rest was lost and resentful.

Li Xuehao knows who his object of resentment is, except that he will not have others, so he decided to tell the other person another secret: "Actually, I just deceived you."

"..." Domoto's hero is full of madness, and seems to have not listened to what he said.

"There is a bullet in the pistol. I did it on purpose. I didn't expect you to believe it." Li Xuehao said with great interest, when a policeman picked up a gun and heard his words, opened the magazine, and sure enough. The bullet inside is filled.

Domoto hero slammed his eyes sharply, and then looked at someone's expression to become more crazy and fierce.

Next, Yamamoto's heavy light and Nishimura police officers also felt incredible. Of course, it was more terrible to the "tact" of a teenager. Even the gangsters dared to deceive.

Even Nishimura’s real name was squinting. Although he had known the badness of someone before, he did not expect to be so bad that he risked to deceive a gangster who took the gun. The other party was fooled.

Is this guy really afraid of death?

"Mr. Domoto, now you can say, why kill your wife?" The West Village police officer has not forgotten the main purpose of the investigation. From the rebellion of the hero of the church, he can basically confirm that he is the murderer, but what is the motive for killing? It has not been clarified yet.

Domoto’s hero glanced disdain at the woman on the ground, and there was no more grief in his eyes: “This woman is damned at all, my money is almost spent by her, she threatens me, if she does not give her money, she will I will tell you something that has been married to me."

"So you killed her?" asked the village police officer Shen Sheng.

"Hey!" Don Ben’s hero snorted and seemed unwilling to say more.

"In fact, isn't that true?" Li Xuehao received a message from the ghost of the young woman, faintly interjected. "It's not that she spent your money, you borrowed money because he owed a huge amount of gambling debts." She didn't agree, you killed her right."

"You, you..." Domoto's hero was stunned and looked like a ghost. "You, how do you know..." The words said, "I realized that I exposed the truth and quickly stopped, but the people present heard it."

"Uncle light, I still have things, go first." Li Xuehao will certainly not tell him. In fact, if there is no accident, I believe he can learn the truth tonight, the woman killed by him, at the latest, at night. Will become a grievance. However, in order to avoid becoming a grievance and innocence, he planted a mark in her spirit, so that only to find the culprits to retaliate, it is okay to hurt the irrelevant person, he can immediately perceive and stop her.

"Wait a minute, I am with you." Yamamoto's heavy light unexpectedly stopped him and asked to walk with him.

Li Xuehao has a slight glimpse. The matter here seems to have not completely ended. Can the person involved in the case leave?

"Xicun police officer, Iwata is here, I believe I don't need me anymore." Yamamoto's heavy light said to the West Village police officer.

Nishimura police officer glanced at a teenager, I don’t know what mentality he nodded: "Heavily, let's go first. If necessary, I will contact you."

"Yeah." Yamamoto nodded his head and turned his head. His sharp eyes turned around someone. "Go."