Netherworld Investigator Chapter 171: Faceless Slaves

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The fake king sat on the ground holding his legs vigorously, crying and crying, "Are you crazy, Uncle Wang? Sister Xiaotao, I'm really vigorous!"

Huang Xiaotao didn't know which side to believe for a while, and blamed: "You can't shoot even if you doubt it! Is the People's Public Security gun aimed at the people?"

Wang Yuanchao said lightly: "He has calluses on his hands!"

The chief instructor of the armed police has really extraordinary observation ability. In fact, he has been suspicious since the fake king arrived vigorously. I just gestured to him and told him to subdue this man. Wang Yuanchao acted decisively and fired directly.

The fake king Dali’s expression became savage, and his voice changed: "If I have something short and long, none of you can escape, and this police uniform will not protect you."

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Who are you on earth?"

The fake king laughed vigorously: "This is not something you should know, Miss Jinghua, I would advise you, some cases can be investigated, some cases should not be investigated. We have already given a warning. If you don't listen to the warning, it will end. There is only one dead end!"

Huang Xiaotao scolded an swear word: "If you don't look at your situation, you threaten us."

I asked: "Where is Wang Dali?"

The smile on the fake Wang Dali’s face grew stronger: "I don’t know, I should be alive now, but if I can’t go back alive tonight, then I can’t guarantee..."

Suddenly, Wang Yuanchao flew up and knocked him down. Wang Yuanchao was jealous and hated, and most of the criminals were so arrogant and domineering! Then grabbed the fake Wang Dali's face with his wide palms, and tore his face off.

After seeing this person's true face, we were surprised at the same time. He is a bald head, no eyebrows, no nose, and only two long holes in the nostrils, just like Voldemort in Harry Potter.

There are some blood stains on his face, because the human skin mask is glued to the face with strong glue and cannot be easily removed.

Wang Yuanchao took the human-skin mask in his hand and looked through it and handed it to me. It turned out to be made of rubber. I was worried that he would peel off Wang Dali's face.

I asked: "Are you a faceless slave?"

The man was surprised: "How did you know?"

I sneered: "Our Song family has been dealing with criminals for thousands of years, and we know you better than anyone else on the rivers and lakes."

No matter how the times change, many of the hidden professions on the rivers and lakes will still not change. In the past, there were gold, leather, color, hanging, comment, group, tune, and the eight sects of fortune-telling, physiognomy, Play acrobatics, bodyguards, etc.

These professions are passed down from master to disciple, and they can still be seen today.

Faceless slaves are one of them. They have to cut off their noses from the day of their apprenticeship, and wash their faces with special syrup day and night. Their skin is soft as dough, and they can easily become anyone, and they have to practice. Fake voice to learn from others.

The master of the faceless slaves only needs to rub his hands a few times on his face to turn into another face. This person is not good at learning skills and needs to use a human skin mask. But he learned Wang Dali's voice and tone so vividly that he was simply a born actor.

This kind of person can act as an assassin, but in most cases it is easy for others to spy on intelligence. They are like shadows, with no name and no surname all their lives. They are often killed by their employers because they know too much, and very few people know their existence.

I asked again: "Where is Wang Dali now?"

He replied: "As long as I am safe, he will be safe."

I sneered: "Although your acting skills are good, I can still see that you are lying. You should have no status at all? At best, Wang Dali has no value in being a hostage. Your behind-the-scenes boss will not be interested in him."

His face changed suddenly, so I guess I was right. Thinking about it in another way, if they really need a hostage to threaten us, no one is more suitable than Sun Bingxin. It is easy to subdue and can take the whole body.

I asked again: "Who do you do for? The Panther Gang? The Blood Wolf Gang? Or another underworld?"

I observed his reaction carefully, and it seemed that it was not. The faceless slave laughed: "The frog at the bottom of the well, the triad can be compared with us. We are a force you can't afford to provoke!"

Wang Yuanchao suddenly rushed over to punch and kick, and the faceless slave screamed again and again. Huang Xiaotao yelled at him for a long time before persuading him. After Wang Yuanchao was pulled away, she pointed his finger at him and said angrily: "Take another try! "

The faceless slave bit his lip and did not dare to speak any more, obviously he was afraid of Wang Yuanchao.

After talking for a long time, the effect of the medicine is about to pass, I quickly said: "Uncle Wang, bring this person, let's investigate the case first."

Wang Yuanchao promised and lifted him up. The man was really trembling like a chicken, and he was still muttering: "Kong Hui is serving for the organization. If you move him, there is no good fruit!"

Huang Xiaotao sneered: "I still have to see, who is your back-end boss!"

Without distracting thoughts, I concentrated on sniffing the scents on the ground. I could faintly smell the smell of some people and potions in the grass. I followed the smell and found tire marks on the edge of a small road. As I expected, Kong Hui must drive a pig to carry a pig.

Huang Xiaotao took photos of the tire prints for evidence, and asked me: "Do you want to drive after you?"

I shook my head: "No, I can't smell the smell while driving, but it will take a lot of work for everyone to walk with me."

I sniffed around the tire tracks and smelled a special odor. Perhaps Xu Xiaohui was incontinent in the car at the time. This smell is much more convenient. We walked along this road until half an hour later to an old residential area, when the potion's effectiveness was almost over.

I saw an off-road vehicle under a residential building. I asked Huang Xiaotao to compare the photos I just took. It turned out that the tire prints were from it. I was ecstatic: "Kong Hui’s studio Nearby."

The faceless slave suddenly spoke. This time he was not so arrogant. Instead, he said in an imploring tone: "I advise you to stop, don't provoke the organization, you won’t be able to look back anymore. Now, they will chase you down, can’t you live a good life?"

Wang Yuanchao snorted contemptuously.

Huang Xiaotao said righteously: "I have been conscious of death since I put on this police uniform. If there are any monsters in this world that can't be moved by the police, I will try to move!" /

I also said: "The Song family's ancestors have been in the blood of the criminal officer Song Ci from generation to generation, do you think I will persuade you?"

Since the day my grandfather was killed, I have vowed to arrest Jiangbei Remnant Dao. I vaguely feel that the huge force I encountered accidentally this time may have something to do with that mysterious Jiangbei Remnant Dao.

The man laughed twice: "Well, I won't stop you anymore. I won't know how to write regret until the day when you all betrayed your relatives and lost your love!"

I exchanged glances with Huang Xiaotao, what I saw in her eyes was the determination to move forward courageously.

I sniffed around the car, followed the smell to find a room, and opened the lock with a wire. Behind the door is Kong Hui’s secret studio...