Netherworld Investigator Chapter 603: Blue-eyed monster pupil

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I exchanged sights with Huang Xiaotao, and asked her in a low voice, "Is your car parked?"

Huang Xiaotao blinked and replied: "Don't worry, I still have this dim sum. I'm hiding the car in the bushes."

The man stopped the car, walked in, and pressed the code lock very skillfully. He did not realize that someone had broken in here. I saw that it was a middle-aged uncle with a flat roof, who was thin and thin. Wearing a pair of glasses with a wine bottle.

If this suddenly turns on the light, he sees three people standing in the room, can't you be scared of a heart attack? So I pushed an enamel teacup on the table to the ground, and the uncle yelled "Ah," and it was inevitable to be frightened.

"Hello, don't be afraid, we are the police." I said.

"Ah!" He was surprised again: "How did you get in?"

"You forgot to lock the door." I lied.

"I... can I turn on the lights?"

"Please!"

After turning on the light, the uncle stroked his chest in shock. He told us that he was a research director here. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. I asked him: "Why are you here late at night?"

"Someone called me and asked me to meet here." The uncle replied.

"Who?" I asked immediately.

He immediately said the name of the curator.

"Let me take a look at the call log."

The uncle concealed it, and then I found out that the name recorded in his address book was'museum curator'. I smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, we are criminal police. We won't bother about your little secrets. ."

"Interpol...what's the matter?" The uncle looked at me in confusion.

I glanced at the communication log. It was clear that this was a call from the curator after his death. The murderer must have pretended to be. I checked his pocket during the autopsy just now, but no cell phone was found, but I didn’t check the room. I didn’t know that the curator’s cell phone was taken away by the murderer.

I asked: "When the curator calls, is the voice the same as usual?"

The uncle recalled: "It's not clear. In fact, we haven't talked a few times. I don't have any impression."

"Then what reason did he use to make you come to this wilderness at such a late time?"

Uncle hesitated, I shouted: "Please tell the truth, this might save your life!"

The uncle scratched his bald head and said embarrassingly: "He said there is something good in his hand! A fossil egg of a dodo bird."

It turns out that the curator is a habitual offender. He often sends some biological exhibits in the museum here to see if they can accept them. Some of them are sent back after the research is completed. For something as precious as fox eyes, he simply adjusted the package .

Huang Xiaotao raised her eyebrows and asked: "Why do you study these? Isn't it just trying to build a Jurassic Park?"

"Look at what you said, we are doing gene sequencing and preserving the genetic maps of these extinct species. This is a precious heritage of nature!" the uncle replied.

"Why save it and build a Jurassic Park in the future?"

I smiled and interrupted Huang Xiaotao, telling her not to be serious about this issue. Academic things may not be useful in reality. What is the use of the atomic collider and the research on the origin of the universe? , What is the use of the human gene map is invisible in the short term.

This matter involves the personal safety of the uncle, so I won't hide it anymore. I told the uncle bluntly that the curator was dead, and the murderer was calling him. The murderer may be on his way, and he may even be in ambush nearby.

After listening, the uncle said dumbfounded: "I'm just a researcher, he...why is he staring at me?"

"It's not you, but the eyes of the blue-eyed demon fox in your hand. For your personal safety, you'd better leave things to us, and then we will take you back and protect them." I explained. .

The uncle suddenly became alert: "Wait, how can I believe that you are real policemen, not here to steal that eye?"

Huang Xiaotao and I both laughed, so they showed their IDs.

This uncle completely believed us and brought us to a laboratory. We thought that the eye would be placed in a very confidential place. Unexpectedly, he opened a refrigerator as if he took out one from the refrigerator. Take out a metal container like a box of yogurt: "Now, this is it!"

Huang Xiaotao said in surprise: "Such a precious thing, you just put it like this?"

The uncle explained: "Every instrument here is worth millions, and no one will steal it."

The metal container looked like a jar used by a bartender. I held it in my hand. It was heavy, with a chill. It seemed that there was liquid in it. It turned out that the sealed jar was filled with liquid nitrogen. The eyeball froze.

The pressure inside this jar is huge, and it must be thawed before it can be opened. I looked around, walked over and lit an alcohol stove, and directly put the jar on the shelf to bake.

"Hey, what are you doing!" the uncle cried out in shock.

"Destroy it, this thing shouldn't exist." I said solemnly.

The uncle is almost crazy: "Stop it, this is the only living sample of the blue-eyed demon fox in the world. It is a priceless treasure, stop it!"

The uncle rushed over hysterically to snatch, Song Xingchen stopped him with a knife. I know this is a bit reckless, but Huang Xiaotao and I have seen it terrible. It is better to destroy it first than let the murderer get it. In my eyes, the precious biological samples are not worth the value of human life.

There was a sudden explosion, and the glassware in the test room was shattered together. Various instruments were rattled and choking dust poured in.

Someone forcibly blasted the entrance, and the murderer might be lurking nearby. He couldn't bear it anymore when he learned that I was going to destroy this thing, so he took action!

I noticed an imperceptible laser on the window glass. It's... a bug? It turns out that our conversation just now was heard by him.

I yelled: "I can't let him get this eye anyway!"

Before the voice fell, something flew out of the dust surging from the entrance. It was shaped like an iron hat with a thin chain on the top and a circle of sharp serrations around it, just like a weird flying saucer. In mid-air, is that a drop of blood?

Song Xingchen immediately drew out the Tang knife, smashed the blood drop with one knife, and the opponent standing on the other side drew back. The blood drop's blade collided with the blade's edge and he immediately retracted it.

At this moment, another black blood drop flew in from the window. It turned silently, like a weird big trumpet flower covering Song Xingchen’s head, I yelled: "Be careful on the right!"

Song Xingchen tilted his head and turned it sideways, kicking away the black blood drop sharply with his foot.

Just as he landed, the bladed blood drop came out of the door again, hit his head, and was pushed away by Song Xingchen with a knife.

This kind of attack method and this kind of mutual cooperation tactics are undoubtedly the assassination of the blood drop of King King's troops. I never expected that they would kill Nanjiang City!