Netherworld Investigator Chapter 151: Secret Chamber Murder

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This person I’m talking about is the mouse who took care of me last time. At that time, we left contact information with each other. Less than half an hour after I called, the mouse arrived and said with a hippie smile: "Song, what’s the matter? If you tell me anything, even if I go through fire and water, my mouse will never hesitate!"

The reason why Mouse is so polite to me is because his small role is proud to know people in the police circle. To sell the police a favor is equivalent to buying an insurance for himself. Although I am not a real policeman, there is no difference in his eyes.

I said: "Does the Panther help you know?"

The mouse nodded again and again: "I know, the boss has died recently and is making trouble, and he was in a fight with the blood wolf last night."

Huang Xiaotao was surprised: "Mouse, the news is pretty good."

The mouse smiled and said: "Nothing that happened on the rivers and lakes can escape my ears, what does Song Ge want to ask?"

I said: "Nothing else, help me investigate the death of their boss, it's best to find out where the body is hidden!"

After listening to the mouse, he grumbled his teeth: "This, this...The panthers help the water deep! I am an outsider who is not easy to get in, so I have to trouble Song Ge to get a thread."

I didn't understand what it meant, Huang Xiaotao patted me on the shoulder and told me to come over.

She said: "I'll say hello to my subordinates, and let go of my bald head. If you take the opportunity to sell your personal affection, don't you have a chance to get inside?"

It suddenly dawned on me: "It means letting mice go undercover?"

Huang Xiaotao laughed and said: "The real undercover agent is not as tall as in the movie. The mouse is a professional undercover agent. When the Dynasty Yuan Dynasty investigated the case in the past, he had mixed up with the arms smuggling gang and called the undercover brother and brother. I went to the border to sell drugs, the experience is not ordinary."

I said: "It's too dangerous to do this business, just for the informant bonus?"

Huang Xiaotao shook her head: "You are wrong here. People like him are flattered. Here they help the police solve the case, and there they provide intelligence to the underworld bosses. Every time a gang fights, there are always one or two key figures running away. Falling, who’s going to let it go? You can guess it even if you don’t say it, so I can’t do it because my personality is too real."

I really admire people like mice who walk between black and white. I really can’t eat this bowl of rice without two brushes.

After Huang Xiaotao said hello, I went to the detention room and said to several police officers: "Leave the bald-headed Qiang and his little brother away!"

The group of people originally squatted on the ground sullenly, and when they heard this, they immediately got their energy. The bald-headed Qiang shouted at the man in the trench coat next door: "Brother, let's take a step first. Your wife probably missed you these two days, right? I'll go to sympathize for you."

The man in the trench coat is about to have an attack immediately, and I said: "Hey, please be honest, when is this place?"

Having been with the police for a long time, I found that I could learn the tone of the police.

The bald head turned his head and thanked me with a hippie smile: "I don't know what the eldest brother's name is?"

I said: "My surname is Song, don't call my elder brother, I am younger than you."

Bald head forcefully said: "That won't affect your position in my mind, Song brother, brother, I will take a step ahead, and I will invite you to dinner when I have time."

I came to the door with Bald Qiang, and the mouse leaned over and laughed: "Brother Song, long time no see! Alas, isn’t this Bald brother of the Panther Gang? Long Yang Yang Yang."

The bald head arrogantly asked: "Who are you?"

Mouse boasted about his resume, which was similar to the rhetoric I had heard before. Why did he get a knife for the boss, had dinner with Li Ka-shing, and finally said he wanted to join the Black Panther Gang.

The bald head asked me: "Brother Song, is this kid credible?"

I thought about it and said: "Believable, it means there is a problem with lust." Then I deliberately asked the mouse: "Did your boy get caught again?"

The mouse said: "How can I be honest recently, I came to visit Brother Song specially today."

The bald head nodded strongly: "Okay, for the sake of Brother Song, I recognize you as a little brother, come back with me!"

Mouse left with the bald-headed gang, and entered the Black Panther Gang so easily. I was also eye-opening. The undercover in the movie was a test and a temptation, and it was all artistic fiction.

Huang Xiaotao walked out and smiled: "Isn’t it pretty in my heart when someone shouts one by one by a big brother?"

I replied: "I'm so uncomfortable, I wouldn't talk to this kind of person in normal times."

Huang Xiaotao warned: "When dealing with this kind of people, remember not to be too familiar with them. From time to time, you have to shake their faces, otherwise they will kick their noses!"

After that, there was nothing to do with me. I went back to school. As soon as Wang Dali saw me, he said, “I’ll count it. Yesterday seems to be sister Xiaotao’s birthday. Honestly, you did not come back all night. What happened?"

I said: "Thinking about it, there is another case, this time it is related to the underworld..."

Wang Dali exclaimed: "Fuck, underworld? You have to take me to an eye-opener!"

I said: "Okay, let's wait until the undercover we sent out to inquire about the intelligence."

Wang Dali beat his chest: "He also sent an undercover agent? It's so exciting, how many wonderful episodes I missed this evening, why don't you call me!"

I replied helplessly: "Not as exciting as you think!"

A few days later, the mouse called me and asked me to meet in a coffee shop. As soon as we met, I saw the mouse changing into a luxurious suit with a large gold chain around his neck. He was obviously doing well in the Panther Gang.

Mice said that the cause of death of the boss was inquired, and this has to be talked about from a nightclub. This nightclub is called Tianxiangge. There are a lot of chickens hidden in it, but it is a formal business outside, and customers do not provide such services for consumption there.

I asked: "Then what do these women do?"

The mouse said with joy: "Domestic sales, all are used to reward the brothers of the Panther Gang."

Fuck, there is such a thing, I am eye-opening.

The mouse complained: "Brother Song, I often ran to that nightclub to find out information. During this period of time, my kidney was very weak."

Obviously taking advantage of it as hard work, I remembered Huang Xiaotao's words, and said with a straight face: "Why don't we change the place, can you explain what you have done recently?"

The mouse immediately reduced his smile: "Don't, I'm laughing, how can that kind of woman get into my eyes?"

The leader of the Black Panther Gang died in Tianxiang Pavilion. When he died, he was in a private room. At that time, he was in an absolute secret room. There was no one living in the room except him. He was hit with more than a dozen knives. The younger brother on duty that day called out the surveillance, and no one had ever entered or exited before and after the incident.

I frowned for a while, dare to love a murder case in a secret room, and asked: "What did the boss do in the box? He should be looking for a woman in that place, right?"

The mouse said: "I asked several brothers, they all said this, saying that there is no living person in the house except the boss!"

I groaned for a while, and there was no one alive. Why did this sound weird? I vaguely felt what subtext was contained in it, but I didn't think through it at the time.

"Where is the boss's body?" I asked.

The mouse replied: "It is secretly parked in the city funeral home. I don’t know if it was cremated. There are younger brothers staring at it during the day, and they don’t want the outside world to know about the death of the boss."

"My little brother is staring during the day, what about at night?" I asked.

The mouse laughed: "Where is the funeral home, will anyone dare to go at night?"

I thought to myself, it looks like I have to visit the funeral home tonight!