Netherworld Investigator Chapter 701: The clown is here!

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After having a sumptuous dinner, we walked to the hotel and discussed it. The most important clue at the moment is undoubtedly the tattoo on the deceased. The youngest has little gain on the Internet. Most people don’t get this weird tattoo style. They may be customized. They can only visit the tattoo shops in Macau through Officer Liang.

As night falls, the city of Macau at night is decorated with neon lights. It is already December, but the air is still warm and moist, and the night breeze feels very comfortable on the face.

The youngest member asked: "Should we go to the casino to investigate clues?"

I scolded: "Let's come, you just want to play, we are dealing with cases this time, never go to sensual places."

The youngest muttered: "Can you come here again in the year of the monkey?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's okay to wait until the case is over. Of course, it's fun, but don't touch gambling. Sun Bureau, do you approve it?"

Sun Huo laughed: "I'm not your boss anymore. You don't need to ask me. Don't forget to bring me with you."

Everyone was happy for an instant, and the atmosphere was harmonious. At this moment, I saw a figure in a black cloak and a familiar mask on the opposite side of the traffic road. I stopped in amazement.

"Senior?" Song Xingchen also saw it.

The God of Sword waved to me and entered the alley. I told the others to come back later, and then crossed the road with Song Xingchen.

We walked straight into the dark alley. The sword **** walked fast in front, as if to take us somewhere. I was accustomed to his mysterious style and had no doubts at all.

At this moment, a figure fell from above, and the cloak behind him trembled violently, like a night owl descending from the sky.

A closer look, it turned out to be another sword god!

Without a word, the second sword **** drew his sword and stabbed towards the first one. The first man flashed a step back and pulled out a pistol from his waist. This act made me believe that he was a Counterfeit goods.

The moment the gun fired, the sword **** flashed sharply, the bullet hit the wall, and he cut off the opponent's finger with a single knife.

The opponent's gun fell to the ground, and the sword **** danced the transparent short knife in his hand with a silver light, and quickly forced him back to the corner. The counterfeit even took out another gun with his left hand, pointed it quickly at his chin, then slammed a shot, kneeled on the ground and fell down.

This scene happened so fast that Song Xingchen and I were a little caught off guard. The sword **** took the knife, and I noticed that there was no blood on his cold knife, and then I walked over and uncovered the mask of the counterfeit.

"Even I dared to pretend, so I had to show up." The Blade God said grimly.

I walked over and found that the counterfeit was a young man in his twenties. Just now the bullet passed through his brain and opened a hole in the back of his head. He was dead.

What's more pervasive is that his mouth was sewn with thread, and the sword **** tore the thread on his mouth and opened his mouth. There was only half of the tongue inside. He shook his head and said, "Such a crazy assassination. , It must be the clown's handwriting."

"Joker?" I was taken aback.

"This VIP is related to..." Before the words of God of Swords were finished, there was a burst of intensive gunfire from outside the alley, and there was also a burst of laughter louder than the gunfire.

I yelled: "Oops, Xiao Tao and them!"

We rushed out of the alley and saw a dilapidated, unlicensed van quickly fleeing, bumping into a lot of vehicles along the way, where Huang Xiaotao and the others stood, the shop window behind was swept to pieces, and All of them fell to the ground.

My heart contracted for a while, and the sudden change caused the cars on the road to stop. I quickly crossed the road and saw Huang Xiaotao and the others getting up. It turned out that the moment when the killer appeared, Wang Yuanchao and Sun Huo reacted quickly and knocked everyone down, and no one was injured.

Although there was no danger, everyone was terrified. Song Xingchen and I pulled them up one by one. When I pulled up Wang Yuanchao, he slammed his waist and I asked, "Uncle Wang, Have you been shot?"

"No, the last injury was torn, a trivial matter." Wang Yuanchao took a sip of the hip flask from his arms.

"It's terrible!" Sun Bing said in fear, "Have you seen that the man who shot the gun just now has his face painted like a pervert, and he said he would perform magic tricks for us."

"That's the clown among the Seven Heavenly Kings!" said the **** of swords: "I have some information to tell you in another place."

Officer Liang stayed to clean up the scene. He vowed to us that Macau is the safest city in Asia. This kind of thing has not happened in 20 years. There was a trace of shame in his tone, but in fact, it was me who was really ashamed. It was we who brought in these lunatics.

We went back to the bureau and found an empty room. The God of Sword said: "You don't know how big the case is this time. The VIP you are looking for may be related to the power structure of the organization in the future."

Sun Huo said in disbelief: "Old gentleman, is this VIP so important? Is he the core figure of the organization?"

"I know as much information about VIPs as you do, but I heard that in order to get VIPs, this time the clowns, gambling saints, six mad chefs, blood parrots, and Huangquan bone buyers will all rush to Macau. ."

Hearing this, we couldn't help but breathe in cold air, it was almost a remnant of Jiangbei swords out of the nest.

"Why do you have this information?" Sun Huo asked.

"Snake Snake Road, I have my channel." The Sword God sent a grim response from under the mask.

My eyes lit up: "You have someone in the organization, right?"

The God of Sword gave a rare laugh: "Smart, I do have some informants in the organization."

"Are these people credible?" I asked.

"They are all criminals. Criminals are profit-oriented and unprincipled. As long as I am willing to spend money, it is not difficult to obtain information."

After speaking, the God of Sword took out five metal cards from his pocket, representing the remaining five kings. He laid them out one by one, and then put the clown and the bone-buyers together, the gambling sage and the six mad chefs put them together. together.

He told us that the clown and Huangquan bone-buyers are on the same line; the gambling saint was originally on the side of King Jing, and since King King died, he chose to join forces with Liu Dao crazy kitchen. As for the blood parrot, this woman Always fickle, there is no clear position.

The death of King King Jing can be said to be a blockbuster in the organization. Here we have to mention the Shura Blood Sacrifice. The Sword God once said that the Shura Blood Sacrifice is just a ritual, and its purpose is to re-select the Seven Heavenly Kings.

The Shura Blood Festival is held every ten years, and it will be held soon this year. It has always been hosted by King Jing, because he has the oldest qualifications and the deepest influence! It is conceivable that the person who presided over the ceremony has absolute prestige and power, and at the same time can support his subordinates in the process of selecting newcomers.

The current Huangquan bone buyer, blood parrot, gambling saint, and the dead dog trainer were originally supported by King Jing, but they parted ways because of their interests.

Now that King Jing is gone, the most powerful Huangquan bone-buyers and the next six mad chefs have unilaterally announced that they will host the Shura Blood Sacrifice. The two sides have begun to fight each other, so they both want to get this left by King King. Pen legacy-VIP!

Whoever can get it will become the new overlord in the organization.