Netherworld Investigator Chapter 537: Tang Zixin arrested

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We came to that address and when we walked to the gate of the community, my cell phone kept ringing. It turned out to be the call from the youngest. After I answered it, the youngest male duck’s voice exploded from it: "Dead ghost, You didn’t know if you saw it, and made me worry for nothing. Did anyone catch it?"

I said: "I forgot, I'm really sorry, I'm upstairs now."

The youngest said in a quick tone: "I won't be wordy, I've been monitoring this person, he just wrote a suicide note in the space, you better hurry up!"

I was shocked for a while: "Hurry up, this guy is going to commit suicide!"

Song Xingchen rushed upstairs quickly, and the others followed. I heard a kick from above, and then I rushed into the door. The lights in the room were all on, there was a dampness in the air, I don't know where it was leaking, and the water spilled onto the oak floor.

I rushed into the bathroom, Song Xingchen was also here, I saw Tang Zixin sitting in the bathtub wearing clothes, the water had been dyed red.

I didn't care too much, I pulled his hand out, and it really cut his wrist. But the way he cut was very ruthless. It was cut vertically, and he couldn't cover it. Due to excessive blood loss, his skin was as pale as paper, and his lips were white.

At this moment, he opened his eyes, seeming to give a sneer, "I knew you would come, but it was too late. As long as I die, it will be an eternal legend!"

"Don't think about it! You have to give me alive and accept legal sanctions."

I told Huang Xiaotao to hit 120 quickly, then took off his jacket, and tore off some cloth strips to tie up his blood vessels. Now the hemostatic effect is of little use. I patted his face vigorously to prevent him from falling asleep.

Song Xingchen took out a Suhexiang pill. Although this pill cannot save lives, it contains some refreshing medicines.

I nodded, Song Xingchen slapped Su Hexiang pill into powder with a slap, I opened Tang Zixin's mouth and poured it into him.

Song Xingchen sighed: "I can't support an ambulance like this."

Song Jie said: "Would you like to let out the water in the bathtub, how uncomfortable he is soaking in the water?"

I shook my head: "Can't put it, water can bear part of the weight, so that his blood can barely maintain circulation, but..."

"What's wrong?"

I looked at the red pool water: "There is not much blood in his body, I am afraid it is less than two-thirds."

Song Xingchen suddenly brightened his eyes: "Then I will seal his limbs and meridians!"

I thought about it, and said: "Yes!"

Song Xingchen reached into the blood and pressed his acupuncture points, which is equivalent to closing the circulation channels of his limbs and preserving his internal organs. This approach has advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is of course that he will survive more easily, but the disadvantage is that his limbs, especially the ends, are extremely likely to die.

However, as long as he has a breath, he is finally able to find this place, he must not die.

Before the ambulance arrived, each of us was in awe. It was not until the paramedics lifted him away that we breathed a long sigh of relief. But I was still worried, and said: "I'll follow, don't give me a rescue."

Huang Xiaotao smiled and said: "You care about him as soon as you care about me."

I smiled embarrassedly. I really don't want him to die. I want him to explain everything and to return Ma Sanyou, Ma Qiaojun, and my grandfather to their innocence!

After the ambulance left, Song Jie was a little worried about her mother. I asked Song Xingchen and her to go back first, and the three of us searched the house.

As soon as you walk into this man’s house, you will feel that this is a very interesting person in life. The house is very elegantly decorated. There are several incomprehensible abstract art paintings on the wall and on the shelf. There is also a personal art photo of the handicrafts brought back from travel to various places.

Looking at the very gentleman in the photo, who would have thought of a murderer with eleven lives and twenty years at large? But the fact is like this. The more wicked and evil people are, the more they know how to abide by social norms and pack themselves into normal people.

I just remembered to take out my phone and look at what the youngest member just found. Tang Zixin said on Weibo: "Twenty years of ups and downs are like a dream, and everything is finally over tonight, a magnificent death. I choose the former and the life of humiliation. I have lived vigorously and picked the most beautiful rose in the world. In this life, I will not regret it!"

When Huang Xiaotao saw it, she cursed in disgust: "The scum in the scum, I am so embarrassed to say that I have picked the most beautiful rose in the world. It's disgusting!"

Sun Bingxin also expressed his emotion: "Why are women always injured? This world is really unfair."

I said: "Yes, all we can do is to correct the unfairness in the world a little bit. Although the world is far from perfect, every time we successfully solve a case, we take a small step forward."

I still can’t figure out one thing, why he had a premonition that he was arrested and chose to commit suicide. Later, the police discovered that he had talked to an overseas phone number for 20 minutes before committing suicide. It was unknown what he had talked about, and he later denied it.

No clue was found for that number, as if it did not exist. I can only speculate that Tang Zixin should have felt that the wind was not right and asked for help from the bone-buying man in Huangquan, but this time the other party abandoned him!

At that time, the purpose of Huangquan buying bones to help him was to deal with my grandfather and the sword god, now and then, today my grandfather is no longer there, and he has lost the value of use. The organization will not do this kind of loss-making business. of.

We continued to search, and Tang Zixin’s private life was unexpectedly normal, until Sun Bingxin found a crutch in the cabinet, which was the one Tang Zixin had used before. I felt that the weight was a little abnormal when I held it in my hand, so I knocked it with my hand. Knocked and found that it seemed to be hollow.

As soon as I twisted the head of the cane, it turned out that it could be opened. From inside fell out a big stick, a piece of nylon rope, a dagger, some fake moustaches for disguise, quick hair dye, a bottle of spray, and a pill.

We stared at each other in astonishment. He even took all the tools of the crime with him and appeared in front of us twice. How daring he was, so he could commit a crime at any time.

We told the fat police officer this information, and the fat police officer was shocked: "Didn't the murderer have been caught? Why did another one pop up."

I know he still refuses to let go of the idea that Ma Qiaojun is the murderer, so I said: "While you are trying to train him, you can watch the whole process, and then you will decide who is the murderer."

At around five o'clock in the morning, when the sun awakened the sleeping town, the suspect Tang Zixin was out of danger. What awaits him will be a serious trial!