The Underworld Detective

My head buzzed and I underestimated the courage and cunning of Jiangbei crippled knives.

At this time, we are 20 meters underground, there is no way that anyone will come to rescue us, and Song Xingsheng beside us, like me, is powerless, with a Tang knife to support his body.

“Did you kill the dog trainer?” Six crazy chefs asked in the shadows.

“I said no, do you believe that? ”

I know that even if I told you, Division wouldn't believe that the dog trainer would die at the hands of the knife gods, and this account would always be on me.

Even if it wasn't for that case, it would not have spared me if the organization had always regarded me as a nail. At the moment, I have been sentenced to death.

“Kill if you want, whatever!” I replied coldly.

Six Mad Chefs suddenly laughed wildly: "You really don't understand my art, avenge colleagues, serve the organization, these boring things don't come to my attention. What I want is your intelligent brain, and I want it to be exuberant in the best way I can cook, taste it, enjoy it, and integrate your wisdom with my body! ”

I don't even have the strength to bite my teeth at this moment, I can only stare at him with a vicious look, but my heart is helpless.

Six Mad Chefs made a gesture: “Grab him, don't hurt him, it will affect the taste. ”

The two men in black walked forward, when they heard two broken voices on their sides and two darknesses on their throats, painfully covering their wounds and kneeling powerlessly.

“Impossible!” Six crazy chefs screamed.

I turned my head and saw Song Xingsheng slowly stood up, pulled out the sheath, crossed the knife and flashed a snowy light on the blade.

“Kill him! ”

Six crazy cooks drank, the people's bodyguards rushed forward, Song Xingsheng jumped on the table, a knife pulling technique slanted the front bodyguard from the right shoulder to the left rib, turning around and chopping off the other person's head, while that head still fell in the air, the electric light flint turned out to be three people.

Song Xingxing Xuebai's figure is like a snow lion. The blade is sprayed with blood everywhere. I want him to stay alive, but he is powerless.

But Song Xingsheng was not lost in the desire to kill the stamp. Finally, there were two left. He knocked them out with a knife handle. Six crazy cooks had run away while they were still alive. Song Xingsheng quickly chased them out.

I was alone in the flesh and blood living room, and I felt a little uneasy.

After a while, Song Xingsheng returned, removed the gas mask from the face of the coma bodyguard, put it on me, then put it on yourself, and dragged me out of here.

I was still weak, but barely able to speak, and I asked, "How did you do that? ”

“Tortoise! ”

I suddenly realized that he was holding his breath when he started releasing the poison gas.

From my poisoning, to the six-door madman running in to grind and talk to him, to the time he dropped a guard, it was estimated that he had not breathed for about five minutes before or after.

How long can humans hold their breath for?

Three minutes?

No, it's nine minutes and 37 seconds, and it's said that there's a Russian under the Arctic glacier who can hold his breath for so long without any device, which is now a recognized world record.

But Yue Fei's men were said to have a frogman named Nguyen Catching Dragon, who could stay under the water for a period of incense, and this man practiced turtle breath.

Song Xingsheng's turtle breathing power was not deliberately practiced, but was practiced in practice during breathing and toner. Ten minutes of breathing was more than enough for him, which he later told me.

Song Xingsheng held me outside, I said: “Leave me alone, the guy can't get far, go after him first! ”

Song Xingshen promised, and God quickly chased him out. I took the gas mask and breathed fresh air in a large mouth. With the aid of the drug extraction effect of the obscene Dan, I could finally barely move.

After a while, Song Xingsheng returned: “Running away, he drove. ”

“What car?” I asked anxiously.

“I've contacted Miss Huang to intercept on the way. ”

Come on, he suddenly knelt on one leg, and I stunned and asked, "What is this? ”

“It was my fault that I pretended to be in the act just now, trying to lead to some clues that put you in danger.” Song Xingxing drooled his head.

I laughed, "No, you did the right thing. You're not just my bodyguard, you're part of the special case team. I want to reward you! ”

As for the reward, let Huang Xiaotao send a bonus, but Song Xingsheng doesn't seem interested in money.

Huang Xiaotao moved quickly to notify traffic police and civilian police to intercept a black Land Cruiser, and we are waiting here. About half an hour later, Huang Xiaotao drove up and saw me sitting on the ground. “Really, Sister, if you don't stare at me later, something will happen to you. Are you hurt? ”

“Thanks to Song Xingxing this time, or I might turn into a Chinese meal.” I laughed bitterly.

Huang Xiaotao greeted the accompanying police officers and went in to investigate the scene. The two bodyguards who had been knocked out were taken out and interrogated when they woke up. When the tech team opened the freezer, they saw the ingredients the killer had stored, and they didn't spit everything I expected.

Did Huang Xiaotao make any progress?

Huang Xiaotao replied: "The Wang Ai dynasty moved quickly over there, checking the city's registered bodyguard company, nothing too suspicious. Missing persons are still on the lookout. Where are you? ”

I outlined it, and she was surprised: "Division again? ”

“No!” I shook my head: “I don't think so. ”

“Why?” asked Huang Xiaotao.

Whether it's dog trainers or yellow springs buying boners, they show up with a very hegemonic aura, and they're always ready for the backhand, which is overwhelming.

Compared to them, this bald man, who calls himself the "Six Ways Crazy Chef", is too weak in his plot and temper. He can't believe that Song Xingsheng beat him to the ground and fled. If the organization were so weak, it would have been uprooted.

These are just my feelings until I catch the real killer.

Then Huang Xiaotao received a call and briefly talked to him and said: "Yes, let him go! ”

“What?” I frowned.

Huang Xiaotao explained: "The traffic police found the car by Fengxiang Road. The murderer abandoned the car and ran away. I have asked someone to drive it back and investigate. ”

We went back with the police car, and the killer's car was parked in the compound, and I wore gloves and shoe covers, and I pulled some fingerprints from the steering wheel with seagrass grey, and I noticed they were blurry.

In the locker, I found a box of suppressants and half a bottle of mineral water, which I think the killer must have drunk, and should be able to get DNA.

I shrugged: “This man has really been following his ideas. He has been eating people for so long that the toxins in the human flesh have invaded his nerves that his hands should shake frequently! ”