Netherworld Investigator Chapter 627: Dynasty Dynasty VS Masked Man
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Huang Xiaotao asked me what it was, and I explained: "It's ice..."
Just said a word, the suspect immediately calmed down, staring at the bag in my hand like a hungry dog staring at a fleshy bone.
When he was in a coma just now, I listened to his chest with the bone wood. I found that he had murmurs in his lungs, his breathing was disordered, his liver was not very good, and his face was yellowish and thin. I suspected it was caused by a long-term use of a certain fixed drug, so I asked the chief to get me a bag of methamphetamine that was seized two days ago.
Sure enough, he is a drug addict, which is so convenient.
I threw the methamphetamine on the table and said: "Take out everything you know, and I will make you cheer."
The suspect licked his lips greedily in a cold sweat, his eyes filled with hesitation, he stammered: "You...you don't have this kind of power."
"Of course I have a kind of power. We are a special case team, and there is no need to ask the local police for instructions."
I poured out a little ice-poison, smashed the bottom of the teacup into powder, tore a piece of paper and put it in front of him. Although I have seen many images of addicts in film and television works before, I was shocked by the real addicts. The greedy and explicit eyes have nothing but drugs. No wonder drug users have no dignity.
I walked up to him, he stretched his neck desperately, his nostrils fluttered, and I fascinated me and said: "Whoever instructs you to attack, if you say a name, let you take a breath."
"Jing..."
"What is the scene?"
"Jing..."
Sweat beaded quickly from his forehead, but he froze for a long time and didn't say a complete name. I poured all the drugs on the ground, rubbed the soles of my shoes, and he let out a painful scream.
I said coldly: "We don't have time to spend with you, honestly explain, while you still have use value!"
"I can't say, I can't say..."
Huang Xiaotao slapped the table: "You attacked the police with a gun. You have to be sentenced to life if you don’t say anything about it. If you can’t say anything, you can be lenient and resist. King Jing’s group is about to collapse. He threatened Can't help you!"
"No, you don't know how terrible he is, and I can't tell you when I die." The suspect suddenly puffed his cheeks, and a burst of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
We were all stunned. I squeezed his mouth open quickly, and a piece of red tongue fell to the ground and bounced. His mouth was full of blood. In fact, biting his tongue and committing suicide would not kill him immediately. It would be slower than death by cutting his wrist, but the scene was really shocking, and even I couldn't stand it.
We hurriedly called people in and sent the suspect to the infirmary for rescue. The failure of the interrogation made me very discouraged. Huang Xiaotao was puzzled: "Why does Lord Jing have any means? Why are these people tight-lipped and not betrayed. Him?"
I sighed: "It's probably some kind of terrorism. By the way, let's go and see the corpse!"
"The corpse?" Huang Xiaotao was a little puzzled.
"A few gangsters were killed just now!" I said.
The living cannot speak, so try to let the dead speak. The corpses of those gangsters were put into body bags and thrown in the yard, ready to be sent to the crematorium in a while. I asked Sun Bingxin to bring the dissecting guy over.
This time is different from the past. What we are looking for is the place where they have stayed. I asked Sun Bingxin to open their stomachs directly to see the contents of their stomachs, and I carefully checked them for clues.
Their clothes were stained with some unidentified fibers and some floating dust. I found sticky syrup-like things on the pants of several people. I don't know what it is.
The most important thing is the shoes. I picked up their shoes and sniffed them against the muddy bottom. Among the various smells, there was a very clear one. I shouted, "It's lees! I see. , Their trousers are stained with brewing puree. After the grain is fermented, it will decompose sticky things similar to maltose."
Huang Xiaotao said: "Fufeng people especially love to drink, there are many wineries here!"
I asked Sun Bingxin what she found. She carefully cut open the deceased’s stomach and got the contents out of it. It was some undigested food, including steamed buns, vegetables, and a kind of meat. I held it in my hand. Tearing, he sniffed and said: "It's dog meat!"
We opened the stomach bags of several corpses and found that they had all eaten dog meat, and the food had been digested for about three hours.
We told Officer Nie Yunzhong about this situation, and checked on the computer that there is only one address for both wineries and dog meat restaurants in the city: Guangtai Road, and it is almost three hours' drive from there to here.
Officer Nie and Captain Zheng immediately organized a group of people, and we rushed there.
About two o'clock in the afternoon, we came to an old brewery on Guangtai Road. The police officers did not rush in all at once. The experienced police officer Nie took two armed police officers and walked in casually. The others stood by two hundred meters away.
"There is no one in the workshop, it has been abandoned..."
"Let’s go to the warehouse and have a look."
"Warehouse No. 1 clean!"
"The second warehouse clean!"
On the public channel of the car walkie-talkie, Officer Nie’s voice continued to be heard, which seemed to be completely empty. I was not too disappointed about this. Five hours have passed since the attack by the gangsters. These people are not fools, and they stay here waiting to be caught.
Suddenly there was a loud shout from the walkie-talkie: "Stop, don't move!"
Then there was a scream. We exchanged glances with surprise. It seemed that there was a fight on the other end. Captain Zheng came over and asked us: "Comrades from the special case team, shall we rush in now?" /
Huang Xiaotao looked at me, and I shouted: "Chong!" Then I added: "Try to be alive."
Captain Zheng reorganized the team. In less than half a minute, well-trained special police officers filed in. We followed behind and rushed to the scene of the accident. I saw that Officer Nie was fighting a masked man, and the two armed policemen fell to the ground and couldn't help groaning. Naturally, Officer Nie’s skill didn’t need to be said much, but the masked man seemed to be better. Although I don’t know much about martial arts, I can see. Many people can also see some clues. I found that this masked man's steadily fighting posture is a bit like Wang Yuanchao?
The masked man kicked Officer Nie away with a sideways kick. He didn't want to fight, but turned and jumped onto a box, ready to escape from the upper vent.
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped up, a whip kick, the masked man's fists-crossed a block, the fists and feet collided with a crackle. The box was already narrow, and the masked man staggered backwards and fell back to the ground with a backflip.
It was Wang Yuanchao who jumped out to intercept and kill. Wang Yuanchao took advantage of the victory and chased him directly. He flew up and hit the masked man with his knees. This move was too ruthless, it was a killing technique in the army's fist! The masked man stepped back in fright, and when Wang Yuanchao landed, suddenly a sweeping leg attacked his bottom plate.
Wang Yuanchao was prepared for a long time. He jumped up and kicked the man in the face. The masked man whirled and flew out, smashing the pile of wine jars piled by the wall to pieces. The special police on the scene suddenly burst into a burst of enthusiastic applause for Wang Yuan Dynasty.
Huang Xiaotao muttered to herself: "Why is Lao Wang a little impulsive today! He can't drink anymore, right?"
I shook my head: "I have never seen Wang Yuanchao really drunk. Besides, he came by car. He never drank while driving."
I suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that Wang Yuanchao knew this person?