The Underworld Detective

After the danger was lifted, Sun Bingxin burst into my arms crying. I patted her on the back and softly comforted her: “It's okay, it's okay. ”

At this time, Huang Xiaotao walked over. Sun Bingxin glanced at her and was ready to separate from me. Huang Xiaotao laughed: “It's okay, let me give you another hug. ”

Sun Bing's heart pounded and the slut laughed: “By the way, I have to thank the masked uncle. ”

“Hey, hey. ”

I didn't stop screaming. She had run like a rabbit to the knife god and bowed deeply: "Thank you, uncle. Can I buy you dinner later? ”

“No... nothing.” The knife god bluntly said that, although only for a moment, he actually behaved a little overwhelmed in front of Sun Bing's heart.

Huang Xiaotao ordered everyone to clean the scene, remove the blood droplets from the heads of the officers, wrap their necks around them, the killers were all dead, the girl hung in the air, no one knew how to save them.

Knife God lit Song Xingsheng's shoulder with his hand. The two men didn't say a word and walked directly below him. Knife God threw out a dart with his hands up. The girl screamed and fell, and many people shouted. Song Xingsheng jumped into the air, grabbed the girl and rolled around on the ground, landing smoothly.

The sudden killing of a special police officer just now was the elite force brought by Captain Zheng, in addition to Officer Nie, who was outside the stadium, I asked them to act in secret before. They ate their opponents several times in a row, and I guess this time they would also be ambushed, so they were ready to go.

After learning about this, Huang Xiaotao grinned and complained: “You won't talk to me! I thought Officer Nie wasn't coming, by the way, where is he? ”

Just walked in from another entrance a group of people, walking in front of the police officer Nie, behind him two policemen with a man, the watchmaker who had just run away, his hat fell off, a grey face.

Officer Nie laughed: “We must be here in time. Song's deployment is all dripping water. I think if you were born decades ago, you might be a military wonder! ”

I laughed: "Officer Nie is so proud. ”

Huang Xiaotao assembled a team and ordered everyone to move on. We came to a sporting goods warehouse in the southeast corner of the gym, and before pushing the door open, I questioned the watchmaker: "Is this where you prepared the 'game'? ”

The watchmaker sneered, “There's so much fun in the play. ”

“Say it!!! ”

The knife god suddenly strangled him and lifted him up, and the watchmaker said in vain: “I've started... you better hurry or they'll die. ”

After hearing this, Huang Xiaotao rushed in immediately and the others followed.

There was a huge glass cell in a dark warehouse, where all the hostages were being held, where gas was being pumped, and the hostages saw the police rush in and slap the glass desperately, but they could not hear a sound from the outside.

On the other side of the room is a huge iron cabinet with an opening at one end and a weird metal seat inside.

Seeing that the lives of their loved ones were in danger, a number of police officers immediately stormed off, shooting at the glass, and the bullet struck only a white mark on it, leaving no crack, which was super sturdy bulletproof glass.

“Remove it!” I roared.

The watchmaker laughed: “It's too late. When the demolition is complete, the body will be cold long ago. This is my masterpiece...”

Without finishing him, I kicked him in the leg -- on his body, the watchmaker spasmed the whole person, his shoulders shaking constantly, and I asked harshly, "How do you get rid of it? ”

“See that iron cabinet, life for life, sit in one person, the gas valve closes one. ”

“What happens to the people who sit in it? ”

He laughed. “Dead! ”

The situation was imminent, the gas in the glass was clearly heavier than the air and had drowned in the chest and chin of the hostages, with some mothers desperately raising their children and hoping that they would live for a few more seconds.

The policemen watched the scene, their eyes wet with tears and their fists tight.

“I'll do it!" a policeman shouted, rushing into the iron cabinet, sitting on a chair, and the machine on the chair activated, restraining his hands and feet and body tightly.

The gas valve did close one.

“Honey, we'll be husband and wife in the next life!” Another policeman shouted and rushed into the iron cabinet.

Without any order from their superiors, the police voluntarily sat in the iron cabinet in succession, and their face was resolute and distressing. When all the seats had been filled, the gas had finally stopped and the door of the iron cabinet had fallen from above, closing quickly.

Song Xingsheng quickly rushed over, put the Tang knife underneath, and held up the door.

“Go get something to hold on to!” Huang Xiaotao said hello aloud.

The officers hurried to find the support, but it was too late. After seeing Tang's knife bend slowly, the sheath began to burst, and I shouted, "Get out of the way! Out of the way!”

The voice just fell, the Tang knife broke in half, the fragment ‘whoop’ bounced out, the iron cabinet instantly closed.

The knife god clasped the watchmaker's shoulder and squeezed it hard. I heard the sound of a broken bone, and the watchmaker screamed a torn heart and lungs. The knife god drank and asked, "How do you open it? ”

“Can't open it...” The watchmaker's face has been distorted by the pain: “This machine is like an ancient dragon break gate... it starts with great hegemony... it's irreversible! However.”

“What?”

The watchmaker gave a sly smile: "They're not dying any time soon! ”

The voice just fell, a loud noise came, and in no time did we understand what was happening, but the ground under the iron cabinet suddenly burst, and it fell straight into the hole, and the sound of the car starting came from below.

Knife God and Song Xingsheng jumped together. We walked down to the hole and looked down. Underneath was the underground parking lot.

It took me a few seconds to figure out what was going on, and there was a truck parked right underneath it, and when the machine started, the cabinet filled with people would fall straight down, and the truck would lift it up.

Hostages for hostages!

I turned to the watchmaker and asked, "Where have they been taken? ”

“King Jing invited them to the feast.” The watchmaker laughed.

“What did you say? ”

“I'm not going to kill people directly, it's our purpose to use life most efficiently... Song Yang, you should find the third number I left you!” The watchmaker was dying.

I looked around and suddenly found the wall behind the glass cell with a number -- 23 -- written in blood paint.

“34”, “108” and “23”, the three figures represent.

Huang Xiaotao impatiently asked: “Don't sell Guan, say what that means. ”

The watchmaker coughed with a smile, "Ask me? It's an insult to Song Dashen's intelligence! For that, can't you guess? ”

I'm thinking, these three numbers don't have very obvious sequence patterns, more like... coordinates?

I checked the map on my phone and instantly understood it: “34 degrees north, 108, 23 o'clock east… is a time and address. ”

“Exactly!” The watchmaker smiled. “King Jing asked you to go to the banquet tonight, his old man's birthday party. ”