The Underworld Detective

Over the next two days, we were again at the autopsy and at the scene of the investigation, turning day and night, but there has been no breakthrough in the case.

On Sunday night, the live broadcast of the inmates' wind did not go on as usual. There may not be any hostages available on hand. I asked Huang Xiaotao if he wanted to issue a warrant for the whole city. The general public is reminded that inmates should be looking for new targets.

Huang Xiaotao shook his head and said: "It's useless. That will only cause social panic. What should happen will still happen, and it can't be stopped. ”

It was late, I was going to go back to school with Wang Dali and the old man, and suddenly a policeman ran and said: "Captain, the killer has started broadcasting live. ”

We rushed to a meeting room, and we threw the video onto the wall with a projector. As on previous occasions, it was initially pitch-black to hear one's breath, and tonight's live studio is still called "Hell's Trial."

It's 1: 00 in the morning, and the inmates are two hours behind schedule. Are they the victims just caught tonight?

We were in a mood to see who the victim really was, and after a while, the inmate storm said in a processed voice: “Li Derong, you've always wanted to be famous, I'll give you this chance tonight! ”

I suspected for a moment that my ears were misheard, and the victim tonight was his partner - the strongest shrimp!

Others were also shocked, and the comments below the studio blew up instantly. Although a large proportion of these viewers also watched live the strongest shrimp, most of them were in the mood for anticipation and excitement when they learned that one anchor was going to kill the other.

After the light came on, I couldn't help but sip the cool air. His body was naked, his skin was oily, like a layer of oil, his body was bruised. His mouth stitched up with threads and his eyes could only be opened to make a desperate whimper.

What he was riding was an ancient punishment for the wooden donkey of a slut, but he made some modifications, his hands and feet clamped together by an iron clamp like a trap, blood flowing through.

I noticed a wooden stake mounted on the back of a donkey under his ass, and from our point of view there was only a small section, most of it stuck in his daisy flower, and there was some blood on the stake, which was probably sharp.

Pork Rong's waist is also tied to a time bomb, and the countdown is set for one minute!

I had no idea that the inmate had to deal with his partner personally, maybe by order of the website, or just for his own safety, Pork Rong's unauthorized actions almost exposed them.

At any level, killing one's partner with one's own hands, the word 'heartbreak' can no longer describe his distorted heart.

The inmate's wind continued in a bland tone: "Next you will start an exciting performance in front of tens of thousands of eyes, let me be clear, you have a time bomb on you, only one minute! To escape from this organ, you must keep sticking that stake into your body, deep and deep, and the clamp that binds your hands and feet will open, grasp this minute and impress the audience the most! The trial begins!”

Ticked, the timing bomb started counting down, and Pork Rong fought violently for twenty seconds before he made up his mind to sit in the wooden stake and bleed into the Trojan horse and his leg.

“Shit, I can't watch!” The old man said something and pushed the door out.

Wang Dali didn't have the courage to leave the room in the middle of nowhere. He grabbed my clothes with his hands dead and his teeth kept fighting.

The stake may have pierced Pork Rong's stomach and flowed bloody, while the clip on his hands and feet opened a little bit. He held his neck painfully and his eyes were about to burst out of his orbit.

This scene shook a lot of cops' heads straight, and the audience was very excited to watch it live. The waterfall-like barrage and reward announcement almost covered the entire screen, so we had to turn it off.

Time passed by every second. With only 10 seconds left, Pork Rong finally let the iron clamp open. He hurried to remove the belt with his bloody hands, but couldn't pull it open.

With only five seconds left, Pork Rong pulled the line off his mouth and shouted, "Wang Yizhou, I'll fuck your family!” Then he quickly said a series of numbers, just before he finished talking about the bomb.

Boom, full of blood fog, the lens shook a little, it splashed a lot of blood on it. I saw that Pork Rong had only half of his body left, and the whole body was blown away, revealing a lump of intestine from the cavity, where he could see a wooden stake stained with blood.

Huang Xiaotao covered his mouth and said: "Too cruel! ”

Everyone hasn't come back from this horrible scene yet, so I grabbed the paper and pen and wrote down the number in the magazine, and I said, "It looks like a cell phone number, but it's missing a number. ”

Huang Xiaotao took a look and asked the technical police to fill in the numbers from 0 to 9 and search all 10 numbers again.

The police were able to accurately locate a mobile phone number by satellite, and soon we found out that three of them were in Nanjiang City, and one of them was slowly moving, and I said, "It's 1: 00 in the morning, and this mobile number is probably the inmate's storm! ”

Huang Xiaotao waved: “Go, go, go, go! ”

Everyone immediately boarded the police car and headed for the target.

On the way, I asked Huang Xiaotao: "Is there a woman in the hostage we saved? ”

Huang Xiaotao nodded: “There is one, professionally a lady in a nightclub. ”

I said, "No wonder! ”

Tonight, this donkey organ should not be specifically prepared for Pork Rong. The inmate was anxious to dispose of Pork Rong, so he performed the show. I didn't expect to turn the boat in the ditch. Pork Rong actually revealed key information a moment before his death.

Almost to the target, his men asked Huang Xiaotao: “The target is leaving quickly, should we chase it? ”

Huang Xiaotao asked me, “What's your opinion? ”

I said, "Suddenly, the inmate's wind will use whatever means to avoid pursuit-arrest, and I think he'll hit a car, throw his phone in the car, and run for his life in the other direction. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "A common technique in movies!” Then she ordered the soldiers to go two ways, one to go after the target, one to search for the point where the target first appeared.

We came to where the target first appeared, and surprisingly, it was a suburban villa, and I saw a rental opening on the door, and at first glance it was a cover, because the light was still shining behind the curtains, and there were people living inside.

We pushed the door in, and there was this smell of wire burning in the house, and there was this intense heat coming from the room, and there was this banging noise, and I said, "No, they're destroying the evidence! ”

We rushed in, and we saw a row of computers burning, and the fuel was gasoline, and the police quickly cut the power and brought water from the bathroom to extinguish the fire.

After the fire went out, I looked around: “A dozen people have stayed here, Pork Rong told us not where Wang Yi Boat is, but the studio of this live website! ”

I came to the living room, put up the coroner's umbrella, and asked Wang Dali to light me up.

A line of footprints was clearly printed on the ground, and I laughed: "These people must have been busy with their hands and feet. When they destroyed the evidence with gasoline, they stepped on it. Let's go and beat them all up! ”