The Underworld Detective

Fake Wang sat on the floor with his legs covered and cried out to his mother: “Uncle Wang, are you crazy? Sister Tao, how powerful I am! ”

Huang Xiaotao didn't know which side to believe for a while, blaming him: “Even if you doubt, you can't use a gun! Are the people's public security guns aimed at the people? ”

"He has a cocoon in his hand! ”

The observation power of the head teacher of the armed police is unusual. In fact, he has been suspicious since the arrival of Fake Wang. Just now, I made a gesture against him and told him to subdue this man. Wang Ai Dynasty broke the plane and fired directly.

Fake Wang Da Li's expression became blurred and his voice changed: “If I had something three long or two short, none of you would escape, and this uniform would not protect you. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: “Who are you? ”

Fake Wang smiled vigorously: "This is not something you should know, Miss Police Flower, I advise you, some cases can be investigated, some cases should not be investigated. We've already given a warning. If we don't heed it, we're dead! ”

Huang Xiaotao cursed: “If you don't look at your situation, it threatens us. ”

I asked, "Where's Wang Dali? ”

The smile on Fake Wang's face is even bigger: “I don't know, I should be alive by now, but if I can't make it back to life tonight, I can't guarantee it...”

All of a sudden, the Wang Ai Dynasty took off and put him down. The Wang Ai Dynasty was jealous of this man. Most likely, the criminals would not travel so arrogantly! Then he grabbed Fake Wang Dali's face with his broad palm and tore his face off.

When we saw who this man really was, we were surprised at the same time that he was bald, had no eyebrows, had no nose, and had only two long holes in his nostrils, just like Voldemort in Harry Potter.

He had some blood marks on his face because the human skin mask was glued to his face with strong glue and could not be removed easily.

Wang Ai Dynasty took the human skin mask in his hand and turned it over to me. Turns out it was made of rubber. I was worried that he would peel off Wang Dali's face.

I said, "Are you a faceless slave? ”

The man was shocked: "How did you know? ”

I sneered: "Our Song family has been dealing with criminals for thousands of years and knows more about you cow ghost snake gods on the river and lake than anyone else. ”

No matter how times change, many covert professions in Jianghu will remain unchanged. In the past, there were gold, skins, colors, hanging, judging, regiments, tunes, Liu Bamenpai, referring to fortune calculation, reading, playing acrobatics, bodyguards, and so on.

These professions were handed down by the apprentice, and their whereabouts are still visible.

Faceless slaves are one of them. They have to cut off their noses from the day of worship, wash their faces day and night with a special medicine. Their faces are soft as dough, they can easily look like anyone else, and they have to practice their phony voices to learn to speak.

Masters in faceless slaves can turn into another face only by rubbing their hands on their faces a few times. This person is inexperienced and needs to use a human skin mask. But he learned Wang Da Li's voice and tone was the only one. He was a natural actor.

Such a person can act as an assassin, but in most cases is susceptible to spying on intelligence. Like shadows, they are anonymous all their lives, often because they know too much about being killed by their employers, and very few know about their existence.

I asked again: "Where is Wang Dali now? ”

He replied, "As long as I'm safe, he's safe. ”

I sneered, "Though you're a good actor, I can see you're lying. I don't suppose you have much standing, do you? At best, it's just to spy on my pawn. Wang Dali is not worth being a hostage. Your boss will not be interested in him. ”

His face changed so rapidly, I guess I guessed correctly. Think differently, if they really need a hostage to threaten us, no one is better suited than Sun Bingxin, easy to uniform and able to pull the whole body together.

And I said, "Who are you working for? The Black Panthers? The Bloodwolves? Or some other gangster? ”

I looked closely at his reaction, and it didn't look like it, Faceless Slave laughed: “Frogs at the bottom of the well, district gangsters can compare us to the forces you can't provoke! ”

The Wang Ai dynasty suddenly rushed to punch and kick, beating the faceless slave screaming Lian, Huang Xiaotao drunk and scolded for half a day before persuading him. After the Wang Ai dynasty was pulled apart, he pointed at him with his finger and said, “Try again! ”

Faceless slave chewed on his lips and dared not speak again, clearly showing that he was afraid of the dynasty.

Speaking for half a day, the potion was about to pass. I said quickly: "Uncle Wang, take this man with you. Let's investigate the case first. ”

Wang Ai Dynasty promised to lift him up. The man was shaking like a chicken. He was still mumbling: “Kong Fai works for Division. You touched him and he didn't eat good fruit! ”

Huang Xiaotao grinned: “I'm going to see who your backstage boss is! ”

I scratch my mind and concentrate on smelling the smell on the ground, and I can smell the smell of some human smell and the smell of the potion in the grass. I followed the scent and found tire prints on the edge of a trail, and as I expected, Kong Fai had to drive to move a pig.

Huang Xiaotao took a photo of the tire prints and asked me, “Do you want to drive? ”

I shook my head: "No, I can't smell it driving, but you have to walk with me. ”

I sniffed it around the tire mark and smelled a special odor. Maybe Xu Xiaohua was incontinent in the car at the time, so it would be more convenient to smell it. We went all the way down the road, half an hour later to an old neighborhood, when the potion was almost over.

I saw a Land Cruiser under the residential building and asked Huang Xiaotao to compare the photo he had just taken. It was the tire mark that really left it, and I was ecstatic: “Konghui's studio is nearby. ”

The faceless slave suddenly spoke, this time he was less arrogant, but said in a pleading tone: “I advise you to stop, don't mess with Division, you can't look back, they will hunt you down, can't you live? ”

The dynasty snorted in contempt.

Huang Xiaotaoyi said: “I have been prepared to die in this uniform since I wore it. If there is a demon monster in the world that no cop can move, I would rather move! ”

I said the same thing: "The ancestors of the Song family are flowing with the blood of Judge Song Chi. Do you think I would be a pussy? ”

Since the day Grandpa was killed, I have sworn to bring the Jiangbei crippled knife to justice. I have a hidden feeling that this unintentional encounter with a huge force may have something to do with the God-feared Jiangbei crippled knife.

The man laughed twice: "Okay, I won't stop you. You'll never know how to write regret until you've all betrayed your relatives and lost your loved ones! ”

I exchanged my eyes with Huang Xiaotao, and what I saw in her eyes was the steadfastness to move forward.

I sniffed around the car, followed that smell to find a room, stabbed the lock open with wire, behind the door is Kong Fai's secret studio...