Netherworld Investigator Chapter 659: The Last Day of King King Jing

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Song Xingchen and I rushed into the secret door. The scene inside was shocking. I saw that it was filled with the most advanced medical equipment in the world. Apparently, I had just undergone an organ transplant operation.

There are many big dipper and gossip patterns hanging in the room, creating a coquettish atmosphere. This is the so-called big array of seven stars?

I didn't have the time to explore whether this big formation was really just a psychological suggestion, which made King Jing feel that the chances of organ transplantation were higher. I saw two **** footprints on the ground, disappearing behind a wall, we walked closer, I used the pupil of the hole to look back and forth, and found that there were handprints on a brick.

I pressed my hand up, and the wall separated from the left and right, and a gust of wind came in. In front is a corridor, at the end of the corridor is the endless night sky, a helicopter is spinning its propeller, preparing to take off.

"Quick!" I urged.

Song Xingchen and I walked over. The huge airflow from the helicopter made it difficult for us to move. When we were about to approach, the helicopter rose slowly. Jing Aotian sitting inside saw us in embarrassment and smiled. Waved his hand.

"It's too late!" Song Xingchen said.

"I have a bag in my pocket and a tracker." I said.

Song Xingchen immediately understood, and took out the two things the youngest child gave me. He put the tracker into the bag, fastened it, held it in his hand and rotated it back and forth, aiming at the landing gear of the helicopter.

"Young Master, you may not be able to hit, the airflow is too strong!"

"Let's see if God will help us in the end." I said.

With a ‘shoo’, the bag flew out and hung firmly on the landing gear. I let out a sigh of relief and slumped on the ground.

My forearm was fractured. I endured the pain and broke the broken bone back to its original position. Then Song Xingchen broke the knife in his hand and tore some cloth strips to make a simple fixation plate for me.

Song Xingchen and I are sitting there relying on each other, looking up at the starry sky, the night wind is blowing chilly on our bodies, this night is really too long, too long...

After waiting for about ten minutes, there was a sound of footsteps behind her. Huang Xiaotao ran over with a team of special police officers. Seeing that we were all safe and sound, she hugged both of us with tears of joy and said: "Great, I I'm so worried!"

"The matter is not over yet, King Jing left by helicopter. There is a tracker on his helicopter. It is still too late to intercept." I cried.

"Do you think he can escape?" Huang Xiaotao sneered: "Operation to kill the wolf has just begun. In view of the arduous nature of this fight against evil, the police have retreated behind the scenes and will be taken over by the military. All the remaining forces of King Jing will be devastated tonight."

What happened later was not what I saw with my own eyes, but I learned from the files after I worked.

A Su-27 fighter jet skimmed over Fufeng in the dark, and the tracker accurately revealed the coordinates of King Jing. Just as their father and son were about to leave the province, a Thunderbolt 10 air-to-air missile screamed and caught up. They, they never dreamed that it would end in this way.

"Officer Huang Xiaotao, the target has been shot down by our air force, and the pilot is returning, and is returning." Soon a call came, and the voice of the military officer in charge of the operation came from the phone.

The police officers present gave out a burst of ecstatic cheers. Everyone seemed to forget that they were police officers. They clapped each other and threw their police caps into the sky. Huang Xiaotao also hugged me tightly and cried and said, "Great, too Well, we won!"

"Yeah, this is a joint effort by everyone." I said gratifiedly, feeling exhausted, I just want to find a bed to lie down.

The police officers helped us downstairs. The outside of the building has been taken over by the Armed Police Force. Military vehicles parked there and merged into a green ocean. This green consciousness is of peace and victory.

In addition to military vehicles, there are also a few ambulances parked here. I asked: "Have the hostages been rescued? And Officer Nie and their injuries."

Huang Xiaotao said: "The hostages were kept in the basement, and they were all rescued. Officer Nie, Captain Zheng, and Wang Yuanchao have been picked up by the medical team for rescue. Stop talking and take you to the hospital first."

At this time, two medical staff came out of the building carrying an empty single frame, and the doctor said: "Strange, isn't it that there is a wounded below? Why is it missing."

"What's wrong." I asked in surprise.

"I don't know." The doctor shook his head straight.

Huang Xiaotao asked other people. A rescued policeman told us what happened before. The sword **** and the blood parrot all the way to the basement and saved the hostages. At this time, the blood parrot suddenly smirked: "You really Great."

The sword **** replied: "Thank you!"

Then the blood parrot said: "So I don't want you to be your opponent in the future..."

Suddenly, she stabbed a dagger into the stomach of the sword god, and then left with a big laugh. The hostages were all taken aback by this scene. At first they thought this beautiful woman was their own. Unexpectedly, suddenly turned back.

During our decisive battle with King Jing, the sword **** had been lying in the basement. He was seriously injured, but after the ambulance came, he mysteriously disappeared.

When I heard this, I was anxious: "Take me there!"

"Song Yang, your injury..." Huang Xiaotao said.

"It's just a broken bone, and a minor injury can't get off the line, go!"

We came to the basement, and the scene was in a mess, and there were corpses of King King’s hands everywhere. I checked the place where the sword **** was stabbed, and all signs showed that he was holding on to leave by himself.

The Blade God must be afraid of revealing his identity before disappearing mysteriously. Given his ability, he must not die so easily.

I was relieved now, Song Xingchen said: "I found this on the wall!"

He handed me a metal card with a red-lip beauty engraved on it, and a bright red parrot resting on her shoulder, with some red feathers flying around. This card gave a strong feeling. The feeling of taboo temptation.

I smelled a fascinating scent, and when I turned the card over, there was a thick hickey left on it.

"A line of words was written in blood on the wall." Song Xingchen said.

"What?" I was puzzled.

"Uh...look for yourself." Song Xingchen seemed to be unspeakable.

I stood up and came to the place Song Xingchen said, it said, ‘Song Yang, don’t forget me! ’

Huang Xiaotao scolded: "This shameless woman!"

My heart quivered, and if I could, I hope that the day when I become an enemy of the blood parrot will never come.