The Underworld Detective

As soon as we identified the location, we were ready to go. Huang Xiaotao picked a few cops who were familiar with the "moral scriptures". When I was ready to leave, I asked Zhang Jiulin: “Aren't we together? ”

Zhang Jiulin sighed: “Actually, I'm used to acting at night. Forget it. Let's do it together! ”

Everyone drove to Longshan Cemetery. I used to come to this cemetery. Huang Xiaotao's master, Ma Guozhong, was buried here. Afraid that she would be in contact with the scene, I couldn't resist hearing the murderous demon sound later, and said to her: “Xiaotao, you can stay outside, I will go in with Jiu brother. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I'm not sad about that anymore. ”

I absolutely forbade her to go in, and finally she took out the captain's title and pressed me, and I gave in: "Okay, you can go in, but on one condition, give me the gun! ”

Huang Xiaotao said yes. She took the whole holster off and hung it for me. She specifically told me not to shoot until I had to.

The cemetery is divided into rows and rows of trees, giving people a sense of greenery and a bad view. The policemen searched back and forth with guns in their hands, and I saw Zhang Jiulin put some spells on the tombstone. I was no longer curious about his behavior.

Suddenly there was a shadow in the woods, my eyes caught a middle-aged man in a mask and immediately drank: “The guy is suspicious, stop him! ”

The policemen were trained to surround themselves and drank: "Stop! Don't move! ”

The middle-aged man roamed in the middle of the tombstone like a fly without a head. Although Deputy Director Zheng had clearly indicated that the killer could be shot directly, everyone intended to catch him alive as much as possible.

Soon people blocked all the passages and slowly narrowed the perimeter. The middle-aged man raised his hands and grabbed them.

I smiled at Zhang Jiulin: "Look, there's no need to blow ashes! ”

Zhang Jiulin shook his head seriously: “He has no shade, he is not the murderer. ”

Suddenly someone called my name: "Counsellor Song, look, what's wrong with him? ”

Looking back, the middle-aged man was twitching all over his body, spilling some foam under his mask and then rolling his eyes over the floor. I rushed over immediately and smelled a strong poisonous rat smell on his mask, sniffing his nose with my hand and breathing very weakly.

I took off his jacket and saw the words "Dragon Mountain Cemetery Administrator" on the clothes below. Turns out this man was going to kill himself after hearing the murderous demon sound. He snuck away because he was afraid the police would find him unable to die by sending him to first aid.

I said, "Get him to the hospital and save him! ”

Zhang Jiulin shouted: “Everyone hides behind me. ”

Everyone's face was confused, suddenly a tsunami came from the woods, the leaves were shaken to fly, those leaves were shattered into powder in the middle of the sky, cracks appeared on the marble headstone, I felt the blood boiling all over my body, my brain seemed to be about to crack.

In a panic, someone fired a few random shots at the sky, trying to counteract the stinging sound, and then everyone remembered the Moral Scriptures.

Everyone said, "The Moral Scripture" can only resist the moral damage of the murderous demonic sounds, but can't resist the physical harm. Several policemen climbed on their knees, their eyes were full of blood, and their eyes slowly shed red tears of blood, and they were devastated.

I felt blood pouring through my chest, like I was about to tear, my throat suddenly sweetened, a stream of heat coming from my esophagus, and I vomited blood on my knees.

Huang Xiaotao knelt a few meters away, she covered her ears and the whole person had almost collapsed, but there was nothing I could do. This helplessness, despair and self-reproach were magnified indefinitely under the effect of the murderous demon sound! I suddenly had a strong lust for lightness and subconsciously reached for the gun.

But my mind still resisted that impulse, and I chewed my teeth and continued to recite the Book of Morals.

Everyone was ruined by the murderous demonic sounds, only Zhang Jiulin was fine. He stood there with his eyes closed, like a guardian of our gods, muttering: “The heavens and the earth have righteousness and are cluttered with fluidity. The lower is the river, and the upper is the sun. ”

His voice was not loud, but he clearly penetrated into my ear word for word, and then he opened his eyes and drank vigorously: “Brilliant and upright, open! ”

The voice had just fallen, suddenly it was centered on him, and within a dozen meters the wind had calmed down, and we could still hear the mournful tune of the murderous demon, but its terrible sound shock dissipated invisible. There seemed to be a transparent barrier around it, with the Bad Wind Outside, the heavens and the earth discolored, and everything was fine inside.

Everyone was relieved and stood up. Zhang Jiulin drank: “Keep reading the Book of Ethics, don't stop! ”

We dared not to be lazy and continue reading. This time the murderous demon sounds lasted for a particularly long time. It took more than five minutes to stop. Zhang Jiulin eased his breath: “This is the complete version of ‘Qin Qi’. If I hadn't been prepared in advance, I would have almost destroyed the whole army. ”

The janitor on the ground had been shocked to death, and we had no time to delay, and I ordered, "Search! ”

Zhang Jiulin pointed to a place: “He's in that direction! ”

Everyone ran over and I smelled blood from afar. Finally, I saw a small figure in the thick woods, wearing a sweatshirt, fleeing in panic, suddenly pulling a skull-shaped instrument out of my pocket.

I was shocked and shouted, "Shoot him! ”

The policemen pointed at his back, and the teenager put his broken intestine on his mouth, blowing it unruly hard, suddenly like a mountain falling into the sea, an exaggerated sound burst towards us, it felt like an invisible wall facing the photograph.

I suddenly realized that the amputation can be explained scientifically and that it should emit ultrasound! Ultrasound is not within the human hearing threshold, but it resonates with the liquid, which is more than 90 percent of the human body. During the Cold War, the United States developed a sound explosive weapon called 'Mike', which instantly killed the enemy inside the tank.

The fallen leaves and dust on the ground flew like waves, and several policemen who ran in front of them were shocked exaggerated, and the guns in their hands did not know where they had gone. And then I got caught, and the whole person flew backwards, and hit a man, and that man shouted, turns out to be Huang Xiao Peach.

The sound explosion continued to push forward, the trees around the place were shaken, the birds in the sky were shaken down, and I hurried to hug Huang Xiao Peach. As the sound explosion passed through me, it was like a road roller running over me, feeling all five dirty hearts crushed, and my mouth spitting blood.

All the policemen moaned upside down, no more fighting power, but Zhang Jiulin quickly swept past us. In a trance, I saw a substantial heavenly and earthly stature on him, a fearless figure in my eyes like an angel!

Zhang Jiulin quickly caught up with the mysterious teenager, Lin Zhong sent a fight, but my consciousness was no longer supportive, holding Huang Xiaotao in a coma.

By the time I woke up, the sky had darkened and Huang Xiao Peach was still in a coma. I patted her face and whispered her name, and she just woke up and asked blindly, “What's wrong with us? ”

I said: "We have been attacked, the power of this thing is not manpower to resist...”

Speaking of which, I suddenly stopped and looked in one direction. I saw Zhang Jiulin's tray leg sitting not far away, closed his eyes, beside him on the ground with the ghost cutting knife, his whole body was full of blood...