The Underworld Detective

When I came out, I saw the woman I had just knocked out lying still on the ground, and her body didn't twitch.

I was surprised. Did I just smash her to death? But because of my understanding of human structure, I'm going to knock people out, and I'm not going to kill them. The power I just hit her in the head was reserved.

When I looked closer and found a foam on a woman's lips, I realized something was wrong. This is clearly a sign of poisoning, with a fine needle around her neck like a mosquito foot.

I looked up and looked like a man squatted on the tip of a tree, revealing a thin tube from the leaves. This guy was the guy who used to stamp me with the anesthesia needle, and he seemed to be waiting intentionally for me to go over there and look at the body, and then stamp me.

But he doesn't know. My eyes are in the dark, and I see things better than day!

At present, Song Shichao has sacrificed, the whereabouts of Song Xingsheng are unknown. I can only rely on myself. One more shot of the anesthesia needle, I can only be put aside.

I picked up two stones, one in my hand and one in my pocket.

I approached slowly and my eyes didn't blink and stare at the fine tube exposed in the leaves. As he approached, he deliberately stamped his foot a few times, pretending to be still walking. In the darkness of his five fingers, the leaves swayed a few times. The man seemed to be adjusting his posture.

As he stepped barefoot on the tree, I could almost tell the contours of his body and where his head was.

I slowly pulled my arm apart, aiming at a sharp throw in the other person's head, and the guy was shocked and a very fine piece of silver was emitted through the tubules. This time I was prepared to risk avoiding it while the stone hit him in the body.

A skinny, monkey-like man fell off a tree, painted a jungle camouflage disguise, and wore a thermal imaging night vision on his face. This man was extremely flexible, he actually caught a branch at the moment of the fall, hung it in the middle of the air, his tongue flipped, spit a fine tube out of his mouth, aiming at me again with a flying needle!

Fortunately, far away, I had enough time to react, and I flashed to the side, and the needle was stuck in my clothes with a layer of potion on it.

The man knew he was exposed, and he didn't want to implicate me. He threw up the tubes, his tongue flipped, and there was another tube between his teeth. Did my heart say it was self-loading?

His dark device seemed to be a small bamboo tube with a flying needle, with both ends roughly sealed in bamboo paper, hidden in the parotid or emptied teeth, which could be fired immediately after firing, with little pause in the middle.

I pulled my leg off and the escape route was‘ of ’and two needles flashed dangerously from my side.

I thought he ran out of the woods, and then I looked back, and he was all green, crawling on the ground like a giant toad with his limbs, and he was fast.

He crawled silently and looked particularly weird in this silent wilderness!

This man is thin, but his hands and feet are almost as thick as monkeys, and he seems to be good at climbing.

I remember an ancient river and lake that had this particular kind of killer, called the Homo maniacus, who could sneak anywhere and assassinate a target with a flying needle.

Due to their strange whereabouts, they were uncertain and even regarded as monsters by the ancients. The idiom "sand projection" comes from them. In fact, lurking in the water to calculate the target is also their masterpiece. This technique resembles that of the Ninja of the East, but the history of the Xin people can be traced back to the East Han period. The history of the wild has documented that Queen Lu once bought a Xin man to calculate Han Xin.

Surely there must be a courageous husband, such a long-lost killer, to take my bounty out of the mountains!

He followed me all the way, didn't rush to put me down, I was fast and he was fast, I was slow and he was slow, and it was clear that it was the beat of biting. When I couldn't run, he suddenly turned his tongue and squatted on the ground like a big toad, shouting a flying needle.

I flashed to the side and almost didn't fall because the motion was too big.

I stared him in the eye and was going to cure him with the eyes of the Pluto. How could he have escaped and rushed into a weed bush between me and the road? The camouflage colour hid it perfectly, as if it were instant invisibility.

I hurried back, my eyes sweeping back and forth in the grass, my ears catching all the wind and grass. At this moment, I didn't even see the flying needle, my heart panicked, and my instincts drove me aside.

There was a little vibration on my foot, as if I had been hit by sand. I looked down and there was a flying needle in my shoe! Fortunately, I just walked around, squirting straight into the shoe upper and not stabbing into the skin.

I implicitly warned myself not to panic at this time. There is no such thing as flying needles. It is safe to avoid flying needles.

I was stuck with him for an estimated half an hour, and he probably didn't have enough ammunition to shoot me again. At this point, a car came down the road, two people came down, and the sound of the conversation was particularly clear at night--

“Is that guy here? ”

“The final location is here, no mistake, haha, I didn't expect 20 million to be so easy to make, it's amazing! ”

“What kind of pervert is this, buying a living bone for 20 million dollars? ”

“Perhaps it's hatred. Why do you care? We don't understand the world of rich people! ”

I captured some information from their conversation, my bounty went up again, and what did they say about positioning, is it cell phone positioning!

No wonder all the criminals keep coming to the door. Turns out they have a system for locating phones. I really underestimate these people.

Obviously, the visitor was two small characters, how to call all their targets out all the way, one of them shouted, “What the hell, how did a mosquito bite you this day? ”

“Strange, why am I so dizzy? ”

Two heavy banging sounds, turns out people didn't want the outsiders to split my fragrance, with flying needles to numb them. I think it's a good thing that I'm staying here, but it's safe, and I'm my ‘natural bodyguard’.

“Thanks, man!” I screamed in the bushes, but nobody cared.

The priority was to destroy the phone card quickly. I took a few steps back and took out my phone to remove the housing. At this point, a phone call to my phone was a number that didn't show up on the call.

I hesitated repeatedly, or pressed to answer, and my eyes didn't dare leave the grass in front of me for a moment.

“Hello, Inspector Song!” There was a slow, sly middle-aged male voice on the phone, the kind with the magnetic smoke.

“Who are you?” I asked coldly.

“Ten hours have passed since I arranged this surprise for you, and you've been so hard, I have to say, well done.” There was a round of applause on the phone: “Allow me to introduce myself and buy a boner in the lower Yellow Springs! ”

I grinned, “Another dog with a Jiangbei knife? Looks like you're a bone-loving dog. ”

“You're very sharp, very good. My dog trainer and I are colleagues and friends. I heard you killed him, so I was sent to meet you.” The person at the end of the phone laughed: “In the future, please take care of Song Shen Tang! ”