The Underworld Detective

Chapter 727: Goodbye, Police.

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Half an hour later, the firefighters arrived and rescued the children as hostages. They were all forcibly fed stimulants, which were more durable and potent than adults for these less resistant children, so we had to tie them up first.

At the same time, the Special Forces cleaned up and searched the entire playground, and the total number of killers, including the Joker himself, was sixty, which I find incredible in a sense.

A clown is a tactical genius! If he had more men, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable.

In addition, the special forces found Sun Tiger's body in a secret room. When they learned of the news, they immediately rushed there and saw Sun Bingxin and Huang Xiaotao crying when they were lying on cold ground.

The atmosphere of sadness pervaded the house, and I had never felt such intense sadness since the night my grandfather died.

The captain of the special forces said: "Let's take Director Sun back. ”

I bit my lips and held on to tears that were going out of control: "Bring it back to the station, autopsy! ”

People looked at me with an incredible look, and I said, "Uncle Sun's death is another mystery. I want to know what it is. ”

We sent Sun Tiger's body to the police car. During that time, Sun Bingxin passed out once because of too much sadness. He woke up and continued to cry. I let Huang Xiaotao accompany her. Don't go anywhere tonight.

Upon returning to the station, Dynasty Aid and a group of newly discharged special forces were anxiously waiting in front of the door to hear of Sun Tiger's death, and everyone was extremely saddened. Wang Ai pulled out the bottle with his trembling hands. His hands could not be shaken open. He was angry to throw it away. “Song Yang, is Sun brother in pain? ”

“He died bravely, reading police oaths before he died.” I replied.

No matter how sad we are, we have to analyze this video. When we first saw it, everyone was silent and tears filled their eyes. I know this is cruel. When the video was finished, I continued to play it again and stopped in one place: “Look here, Uncle Sun's right hand is not handcuffed, his right thumb is broken. Just now when I checked, I found bite marks on his thumb root...”

Wang Ai Dynasty picked me up and said that his voice was a little dull: “Brother Sun broke his thumb and he was about to escape, which is why he was beaten! ”

I shook my head: "No, the body showed signs of severe dehydration, combined with gunshot wounds, was in a state of high fever, the gangster did not give him water for two days to eat, and with his physical condition at the time, it was almost impossible to escape. ”

I pressed the play, and when Sun Tiger was beaten up and stopped, I speculated: “What message did Uncle Sun want to send? I guess he ate something and was beaten up by the gangsters again. ”

No notes or anything like that were found at the scene, the vomit was cleaned up and we had to keep looking and try to find some traces of the spider.

When I saw it for the fourth time, I suddenly noticed that Sun Tiger's left hand was moving, as if writing a painting, and I stood up and said, “Hurry up and go to the morgue! ”

We came to the morgue, Sun Tiger's body lay stiff, we were in a very heavy mood, and I ordered, "Uncle Wang, go get me magnets, steel needles, elastic belts, wooden sticks, etc. ”

The Dynasty responded immediately: "Do you want to use necropsy against Sun? ”

I nodded: “Uncle Sun had seen my necropsy, so he wrote a painting with his own hands to keep his muscles memorized when he couldn't get the message right. It was an unexpected means by which the culprit desperately recited a police oath before his death to provoke the culprit and to distract him. ”

“So that's it! So that's it! Brother Sun, good job.” There are tears in the eyes of the king's aid dynasty.

He was leaving, and I added, "Get another laser pen. ”

And when people watched me, I started doing autopsies, and this was the first time I'd ever done an autopsy on someone so close to me, and it didn't really taste good. I try to calm myself down as much as possible, and only if I remain objective and calm will I be able to live up to the message that Sun Tiger sent with his life.

I broke Sun Tiger's eyelids and moved his joints. According to various factors, Sun Tiger's death time was six hours ago, about 7 p.m.

He didn't find anything on him, his clothes had been soaked with blood and sweat, and I picked up the scissors, cut them off, and put my ears on his chest and started listening to the bones. Sun Tiger's ribs had three broken bones, forming hemorrhage and inflammation under his skin. He had some blood clots in his stomach, which was caused by beatings. His whole body was damaged to a certain extent. I saw footprints and stick marks on the skin on his chest.

When I came here, I held my fist tight and stood angry and said: "My guts are bleeding, I have bruises and lumps on them, and the diaphragm is ruptured, indicating that the gang has been beating him! Kidney inflammation should have been caused by lack of moisture intake for 48 hours. The direct cause of death was internal hemorrhage caused by injuries to the spleen in extremely fragile conditions. ”

A lot of people held their fists and chewed their teeth.

I didn't flip Sun Tiger's body considering the necropsy to be used later. After a while, Wang Ai Dynasty brought what I wanted. With his help, I fixed the wood strip to the ceiling, dropped a elastic belt, lifted Sun Tiger's upper body and left arm like a pulley puppet. Wang Ai Dynasty held Sun Tiger beside him, his eyes were complicated.

Then I tied the laser pen to the left index finger of the body, opened it, stabbed the magnetic needle into the spine of the body, and under the tense eyes of everyone, Sun Tiger's hand gently moved up, and I immediately shouted: “Turn off the light! ”

The magnitude of the corpse is small, and with the magnification of the laser pen, we can clearly see the light point moving on the wall.

He's writing. The first word is "look”!

The second word is "incense"...

After all the writing, that's actually an address - "Cape Horn 24”.

After repeating it twice, Sun Tiger's hand stopped moving. His left hand drowned like a complete mission. He rested in peace forever. I said with a tear: "Uncle Sun, is this the clue you risked your life trying to tell us? Don't worry, we won't fail you! ”

I burned yellow paper to comfort his soul. The captain of the special forces drank high: “A small unit of the special forces of the Chinese People's Liberation Army in Macau with swords, take your positions and salute! ”

Everyone stood still, saluting and holding this position. The scene was solemn, a wind rolled up the paper ash and slowly drifted out the window, as if the soul of Sun Tiger was flying into the night sky.

“Ripley!” One minute later, the captain of the special forces shouted, and everyone let go of their hands.

I was angry: "Go, look at Cape 24, see what secrets are hidden there! ”