The Underworld Detective

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Song Xingchen and I rushed into the dark door. The scene inside was shocking. I saw that it was filled with the most advanced medical equipment in the world and obviously had just undergone an organ transplant operation.

There are many dipper and gossip patterns hanging in the room, creating a charming atmosphere. This is the so-called Seven Stars Formation?

I didn't work hard to find out whether this large array was really just a psychological cue, which made Grandpa King think that organ transplantation is more successful. I saw two blood footprints on the ground, disappearing behind a wall, we walked closer, I looked back and forth with the pupil of the hole, and found a handprint on a brick.

I pressed my hand up, the wall was separated from left to right, and a gust of wind came in. In front of it was a corridor. At the end of the corridor was an endless night sky. A helicopter was spinning the propellers, preparing to lift off.

"Quick!" I urged.

Song Xingchen and I walked by. The huge airflow from the helicopter made it difficult for us to walk. When we were approaching, the helicopter slowly rose up. Jing Aotian sitting inside saw us embarrassed and waved with a smile.

"It's too late!" Song Xingchen said.

"I have a bag in my pocket and a tracker," I said.

Song Xingchen immediately understood, and took out two things that the old man gave me. He put the tracker into a bag, fastened it, turned it back and forth, and aimed at the landing gear of the helicopter.

"Little Master, you may not hit, the airflow is too strong!"

"Look at God for helping us last." I said.

With a sigh, the bag flew out and hung on the landing gear steadily. I was relieved and sat on the ground.

My forearm was broken. I endured the pain to put the broken bone back in place. Then Song Xingchen broke the knife in his hand and tore some cloth strips to make a simple fixing plate for me.

Song Xingchen and I sat on each other relying on each other, looking up at the starry sky, the night breeze blowing on the body, the night was really too long, too long ...

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was a sound of footsteps behind me. Huang Xiaotao ran with a team of special police and saw us safe and sound. She hugged us with tears and said, "Good, I'm worried about death. ! "

"It's not over yet. King Jing left by helicopter. He has a tracker on his helicopter. Now he can intercept it," I cried.

"Do you think he can escape?" Huang Xiaotao sneered: "The operation to cut the wolves has just begun. In view of the arduous nature of this blackout, the police have retreated behind the scenes, and the military will take over completely! All remaining forces will be devastated tonight. "

What happened later was not what I saw with my own eyes, but what I learned from the archives after I was engaged.

A Su-27 fighter plane swept over Fufeng while night, the tracker accurately exposed the coordinates of King Jing, just as their father and son were about to leave the province, a Thunderbolt 10 air-to-air missile whistled to catch up with them. They I never dreamed that it would end like this.

"Police Officer Huang Xiaotao, the target has been shot down by our air force. The pilot is returning and is returning." Soon a phone call came and the voice of the person in charge of the military for the operation came.

The police officers present ecstatically cheered. Everyone seemed to have forgotten that they were policemen, high-fiving each other, throwing their caps to the sky, Huang Xiaotao also held me tightly, crying and said, "Great, great, We have won! "

"Yeah, this is the joint effort of everyone." I said with relief, feeling tired for a while, and now I just want to find a bed to lie down.

The police officers helped us down the stairs. Outside the building, it had been taken over by the Armed Police Forces. One military vehicle parked there and merged into a green ocean. This green consciousness of peace and victory.

In addition to military vehicles, several ambulances were parked here, and I asked, "Have the hostages been rescued? And police officer Nie, how were they injured."

Huang Xiaotao said: "The hostages were kept in the basement and they were all rescued. Police officer Nie, Captain Zheng and Wang Yuanchao have been picked up by the medical team for rescue. Don't talk, take you to the hospital first."

At this time, the two medical staffs came out of the building with an empty single frame. The doctor said, "Strange, didn't you say there was a wounded person below? Why are they missing?"

"What's wrong," I asked in surprise.

"I don't know." The doctor shook his head.

Huang Xiaotao asked other people. A rescued police officer told us what happened before. The sword **** and the blood parrot killed all the way to the basement and saved the hostage. At this time, the blood parrot suddenly grinned and said, "You are terrific."

Sword God said: "Thank you!"

Then Blood Parrot said, "So I don't want you to be your future opponent ..."

Suddenly, she stabbed a dagger into Sword God's stomach, and then left with a big laugh. This scene took the hostages seriously. They thought that this beautiful woman was her own. Suddenly backwaters.

When we had a decisive battle with King Jing, Sword God had been lying in the basement. He was seriously injured. After the ambulance arrived, he disappeared mysteriously.

When I heard this, I was worried: "Take me there!"

"Song Yang, your injury ..." Huang Xiaotao said.

"It's just a fracture. Minor injuries can't go down the line of fire. Go!"

We came to the basement, where the scene was messy, and there were corpses of Lord King Jing. I looked at the place where the sword **** was stabbed, and all signs showed that he left by himself.

The Sword God must have been afraid of revealing his identity before disappearing mysteriously. It is unlikely that he will die so easily with his ability.

I felt relieved, and Song Xingchen said, "I found this on the wall!"

He handed me a metal card with a red lips beauty engraved on it, a red and colorful parrot resting on her shoulders, and some red feathers flying around, this card gave a strong taboo temptation a feeling of.

I smelled a fascinating scent, turned the card over, and there was a thick kiss on it.

"A line was written in blood on the wall," Song Xingchen said.

"What?" I wondered.

"Uh ... look at it for yourself." Song Xingchen seemed to be inexplicable.

I stood up and went to the place where Song Xingchen said, saying ‘Song Yang, do n’t forget me! ’

Huang Xiaotao scolded: "This shameless woman!"

My heart trembled for a while, and if I could, I hope that the day when I am against the blood parrot will never come.