Volume 3 The Death of the Sword Fighter Chapter 120 The Winged Bird

"This is police officer 54649, there was a murder near the slime pizzeria, no one survived at the scene, the number of dead is eighteen, suspected of gang fire, and the remaining details are still under investigation. ”

The alternating red and blue roof lights stopped flashing, and the yellow-black separation line began to block the entire scene of the incident, and only five minutes after the patrol officer's report, all the police forces in the two blocks had already filled the road that was not too wide, not because of any sudden explosion of ambition, but because the core of the incident was too dazzling - the West family.

As we all know, the [Godfather] West is a big old force in the windmill area, rooted here long before the end of the war, starting by reselling military supplies, and successfully controlling the development of all businesses in the windmill area within these decades, through some kind of monetary control, even the windmill district police station, which symbolizes the laws of the empire, began to turn a blind eye to West's various means of collecting money, and the power of the West family is increasing day by day, in this distant area, even the majesty of His Majesty the Emperor is difficult to match the prestige of the [Godfather].

However, just today, the earth emperor of the windmill area, the leader of the windmill gang, and the [godfather] Vest, who raised his arms and shouted to thousands of people, died in the cold storage of his fast food restaurant so silently? If it weren't for the fact that there were many bribed police officers in the police station, and the alarm bell message that went directly to the inside of the police station, I'm afraid that no one would know about this tyrant even if he rotted into a pair of bones underground, right?

So, who did it?

If it was a few days ago, everyone would probably give the same answer without hesitation - the Leiden family, when many local forces surrendered to the feet of West, only this emerging gang was still desperately blocking the advancement of West's business empire, and there was no source of funding, this little-known small gang always had various means and weapons to repel West's attacks again and again, if something happened to the West's family, then the person who did it must be his only sworn enemy - the Leiden family.

However, it is a pity that this flawless answer has been dissipated with a call to the police two days ago, and the Leiden family has also been wiped out in their own factory. The same leaders died violently, the same people were wiped out, the same silence, no one knew who killed the two mountains that crushed the windmill area, but it was certain that all the merchants who were crushed by the huge usury, all the workers who were tied to the factories by the oppression contracts, and the black policemen who were held by the handle of bribery were relieved.

"It's finally getting interesting. ”

Gently blowing away the hot mist on the coffee cup, a sturdy figure jumped over the blockade and began to break into the crime scene as if no one was around, but the surrounding police did not intend to stop the reckless guy, because if they wanted to untie the chains in this fog, that person was the only candidate.

Detective, winged bird.

Although it is a detective, this person is actually more of a part-time job in his daily life, taking on all kinds of odd jobs that have nothing to do with the detective to make a living, that seemingly fashionable trench coat has been old for many years, and there are many days when there is no food, but in this guy's own words, that is, "There are too many boring cases, so many that I don't even bother to take them, and it's not as interesting as brushing the dishes." ”

However, this does not mean that this person is just a false name, on the contrary, this detective named Winged Bird, his deduction ability has reached an unbelievable level, someone once said that if Winged Bird is in a serious state, maybe even Director Phoenix, who ranks among the seven masters with [wisdom], will be difficult to match it.

And this remark is coming from the mouth of Phoenix himself.

A smell of strong coffee quickly filled the narrow underground passage with the reckless figure, looking at the disgusted looks of the surrounding police officers, the winged bird sniffled nonchalantly, and then slowly held the cup into the scene of the incident - the storage room, as soon as he entered the room, the winged bird was slightly stunned by the scene in front of him, and then unconsciously smiled, "Hey, this is a bit interesting." ”

An iron round table, three gloomy old men sitting in a circle, more than a dozen murderers with soldiers standing and hideous expressions, and more than a dozen warheads on the table that cracked from them, everything has an indescribable sense of the Shura field, but, on such an occasion, the most bizarre and terrifying thing is their movements-

They are all static.

It was as if some invisible hand had pressed the [pause button] on the people in the room, and their bodies froze for a moment before the riot. The sickly blood-red eyes, the bulging and tight green tendons, the exaggerated and exaggerated jaw that was about to roar, and the [Godfather] West, who was sitting at the head of the round table, should have won the battle, but his expression was overly distorted by the sudden change, everyone present froze at this moment.

His gaze gradually swept over the whole room like a wax museum, the coffee cup was gently lowered, the winged bird held his breath, tried to lighten his whole body movements, and slowly approached a stationary human body closest to him, and began to stand on tiptoe to observe.

Before taking on the commission for this case, the first thing that attracted the winged bird was a report from a patrolling police officer, who was the first to discover the murder. According to his report, in the alley at the back door of the fast food restaurant, there was a large pool of blood that had not yet coagulated to attract his attention, and along the same bloodstained safe passage, he and his colleagues on patrol found this hidden underground warehouse, just like a normal person's reaction, they were all startled by these extremely realistic [wax figures], but when they touched one of the figures, the real and violent horror completely broke the will of the two-

A murderer who was still in place, just after being lightly touched by his fingertips, countless smooth and shocking red lines appeared on his body at the same time, followed by the collapse of his body like a river dam, and the human body, which was still tall and mighty, shattered into countless small pieces of flesh and splashed all over the ground in an instant. According to the forensic measurements after the fact, the flesh and blood of the corpses, along with the mixed bones and internal organs, all have one incredible thing in common, that is...... They are all the same size, they are all made up of 1 cubic millimeter, tens of thousands of pieces, and none of them are wrong.

"Life is ended, but the flesh is not aware of being hurt, and it is still running around on its own until the moment the lie is exposed. The footsteps retreated slightly, and the observed winged bird sighed, and then swaggered down on the empty chair at the end of the round table, "Coupled with the trajectory of the weapon, the length is about a blade between one meter and two to one meter three, huh...... Is it called a katana or something too sword?Heh, these people are really funny, and the answer is almost all clear to the case in front of me, so I have to come and go this way. ”

Using a katana as a weapon, you can slash everyone present into a cubic millimeter of shards like sashimi on a board in an instant, and even maintain a complete human form afterwards. There will be a second person in this world who can do this kind of thing and achieve this kind of sword skill?

"You say yes, Mr. Long Night?"

Fingers gently pinched a flat-cut warhead on the table, and the winged bird blew its forehead defiantly, and then watched as the warhead shattered again into countless powders, the same as before, and even smaller flat squares.

“…… It's getting more and more interesting. ”