The Underworld Detective

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A policeman went to fetch the fire extinguisher and I stopped loudly: "Don't extinguish the fire, let it burn out slowly!"

Many people looked at me with amazement. I didn't want to explain too much. I sent a policeman to get me a container, a bottle of olive oil, and a squid full of ink. Huang Xiaotao asked: " What are you going to do? "

I nodded. The other ball with the address should still be inside the capsule machine. I wanted to try to make it visible with ink in the belly. In order to maintain the integrity of the ashes, this fire can never be extinguished. There can be no external pressure.

I looked around, but fortunately the windows around were tall, and there was no wind here.

Huang Xiaotao asked Sun Bingxin: "Did you just see the address?"

Sun Bing said guiltily, "I saw a new road."

"How can things get this messy!" Huang Xiaotao took out his cell phone, called the mayor's secretary, and wanted to call him back, without even thinking, this guy turned off the phone.

It took almost twenty minutes to wait for the fire to go out. During this period, the old man called me: "Xiao Song Song, hasn't an explosion just happened outside the city bureau?"

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I saw in the bomb fragments brought back by Uncle Zheng, there is exactly the same wireless signal receiver as the previous scene, I will tell you." The old lady explained.

"Is there anything else?" I hurriedly asked.

"Please, I am not engaged in hardware. Can you find a professional counterpart for me?" After that, the old lady hung up the phone.

Although the hotel's bombs are timed, they often have two sets of detonation systems. This discovery proves that the bomb was indeed placed by King Jing's men.

The fire finally went out, and the police officer sent out took back two things I wanted, and I asked Sun Bingxin to mix the squid ink and olive oil for me. I slowly lifted the shell of the scorched capsule machine, every movement was careful, for fear of a slight tremor, the ash structure inside would be destroyed.

This work was very labor-intensive. Huang Xiaotao reminded me: "Song Yang, you better hurry up. Ten hours have passed since we discovered that tape, and the time to rescue the two girls is getting less and less."

"I know!"

I peeled the coke shell layer by layer, and there was a metal tube that was not burned down. I squatted down and slumped inside, looking overjoyed. A scorched sphere was kept inside, and it was quite intact, and I felt no less than an archeologist found a complete dinosaur fossil.

I put on my gloves, pulled it out little by little with tweezers, and carefully held it in my hand. The ball was burned so little that it felt almost weightless, and it would disintegrate in a single breath.

Sun Bingxin was going to sprinkle a mixture of squid ink and olive oil on it, and I said, "Don't! Use a softer thing to wipe it slowly."

"The softer thing ... Sister Xiaotao, have you brought air cushion cream?" Sun Bingxin asked suddenly.

"I never use it," Huang Xiaotao replied.

"No, it's still too heavy. It should be lighter, preferably silk or something." I said.

"I have a handkerchief here," said Huang Xiaotao, pulling out a silk handkerchief.

I asked Sun Bingxin to soak it in the mixed juice, and then carefully covered the black ball. My heart was very nervous. I was afraid that the black ball would immediately become fragments when it was overlaid.

After the silk handkerchief was put on, a line slowly appeared on it: ‘Hua Ding Building Phase III’, everyone cheered for a while, Huang Xiaotao said, “We have an hour and a half, hurry up and save people!”

As soon as the words fell, the lights of the factory building suddenly went out together, and the surrounding glass burst. I saw a group of people in black jumping in from the outside. They were carrying things like bird cages in their hands, and that was-blood. Drops.

"It's King Jing's assassination team." I commanded loudly: "Everyone don't move."

There were more than 20 killers in total. They all wore night vision goggles, and they seemed to be ambushing us intentionally. Song Xingchen opened his posture and prepared for the battle, and the other side was trained to spread out and form a formation.

The formation was separated from left to right, and a middle-aged man with a large braid from the Qing Dynasty came out. He was born with a gigantic back and was particularly strong. Two temples were bulging high, and a black blood drop was turning in his hand.

"You can see us in such a dark place, and the eyes of the Song family's cave are really true!" The middle-aged man smiled vaguely.

"Who the **** are you?" I asked.

"Your death is imminent, so it's okay for you to know. My eldest husband can't change his name or change his last name. I'm Li Guotai, the 97th generation of Qibingmen! Pick me up at the first level and take revenge on my daughter.

With an order, those killers offered sacrifices to the bleeding, flying towards us like countless flying saucers, and I shouted, "Don't pull back your gun."

At this moment, there was a complete darkness in which five fingers could not be reached. Shooting not only could not help, but may hurt yourself. Song Xingchen rushed out quickly, hitting a killer with a scabbard, and a gap appeared in the formation. Song Xingchen rushed into the gap to cut left and right, and quickly lost two killers.

The array changed immediately, and the blood droplets flying around the sky blocked Song Xingchen's retreat and blocked him in the center. Song Xingchen broke out in any direction, and the array moved in which direction. His blade could not even be touched by one person, as if he was locked in a moving iron cage, showing a touch of Li Guotai's face next to him. A smug sneer.

This large array seems by no means simple. In this way, Song Xingchen will have an accident. Once he falls, everyone here will be turned into a chicken. I pinched a cold sweat and said to Huang Xiaotao, "Give me the gun! Call Wang Yuanchao and ask him and Li Jinfeng to save people!"

Huang Xiaotao shoved the pistol into my hand: "You must be careful."

I fired a shot at a killer, and the man snapped off. The sound of the shot also attracted the attention of other killers. Immediately, a few blood droplets came over my head. Song Xingchen shouted: "Little Master !do not come."

"Take care of yourself!"

Li Guotai grabbed a golden dragon embroidered flag from his arms, waved up and down, and yelled, "Zheng Lan is red, the two flags are separated."

The large array is like a mitotic cell, which divides perfectly into two small arrays, one surrounds Song Xingchen and one surrounds me. Song Dechen yelled and was ready to rush to rescue me, but was killed by the killers around him.

I raised my gun, and the killers immediately moved left and right, like a phantom. I even fired a few shots. I just killed one just by surprise, but now I can't hit one. At this critical juncture, I felt great fear and helplessness.

A low scream came. Turning his head, Song Xingchen's left hand was covered by a blood drop, and blood continued to flow down his wrist ...

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