The Office of the Serious Crime Unit of the Heung Kong Police Headquarters.

The police detectives under Lu Xuanxin have already retrieved the information of Xiahou Wu and the seven people he said from the internal database of the police.

The police detective sitting in front of the computer introduced: "Tong Zhengting, Tan Jingyao, Cao Zi'an, Ruan Qingyang, Fang Wenxi, Fu Shengtai, Fang Liude, all of them have no criminal records, and their backgrounds and occupations are different. It looks like it's just ordinary people. ”

Lu Xuanxin asked, "Do these people understand national arts?"

"This one will continue to be investigated. On the contrary, this Xiahou Wu is very famous. He used to be the head of the famous martial arts hall of Buddha Mountain. At its peak, there were thousands of students. When the Xiangjiang martial arts hall was most popular, he came to Xiangjiang to challenge the masters of various national arts, and he had fought more than 20 life and death rings, and there were more than a dozen masters of national arts who were killed and injured. Later, after the life and death ring was banned, he retired from the rivers and lakes and stopped shooting. Three years ago, because a martial arts master had to compete with him, he couldn't help but shoot and kill the place. He was convicted of manslaughter and served 5 years in prison. The students of the Oneness Gate were scattered, and it didn't take long for the Oneness Gate to go out of business. ”

Another police detective read out Peng Yichen's information with great interest.

Just when Lu Xuanxin wanted to ask again, a policeman walked in outside the door and reported to her.

"Sir Lu, something happened again, an artist named Tan Jingyao was kicked to death with his foot in the Kowloon Museum of Art. As in the previous case, a metal artefact in the shape of a swallow was found on the deceased's body. ”

Lu Xuanxin instantly thought of what Peng Yichen had said to him in prison, but he didn't expect to be really hit by him, it seems that he really wants to go back and find him to help solve the case.

……

Peng Yichen sat quietly in his prison cell reading a book, and his prison career in the past few years did not make him depressed, but worked harder to enrich himself.

Lu Xuanxin suddenly rushed in from outside the door: "Tan Jingyao is dead." ”

Peng Yichen slowly put down the book in his hand, looked at Lu Xuanxin and asked, "Was it kicked to death?"

"How do you know?"

Peng Yichen said word by word: "Tan Jingyao's legs were so good that he was kicked to death, and Mai Rongen's punches were so powerful that he was beaten to death with his fists." The strength of Tan Jingyao and Mak Rongen is both at the level of a grandmaster who has just entered the transformation of strength, but they are still beaten to death by people with their best kung fu. This murderer is at the worst level, and he is also at the peak level of chemical strength. ”

Lu Xuanxin said disdainfully: "You always say how powerful the national art is, don't you still sit in prison yourself." ”

Peng Yichen smiled lightly, "I came in voluntarily." For those who practice national arts, their skills can be divided into five realms: bright energy, dark energy, turning strength, holding Dan, and not being bad. People who have reached the level of chemical energy, dark energy is all over the body, can regulate internal organs independently, can master every organ inside and outside the body, and reach the realm where a feather cannot be added and flies and insects cannot fall. ”

"So what?"

Peng Yichen looked at Lu Xuanxin's eyes, his body was full of momentum, and he couldn't speak to the other party, and said with a smile: "This kind of person has clear ears and eyes, extremely developed senses, and at the same time has strong physical strength, and his reaction and speed have exceeded the limits of the human body. Even a dozen ordinary people with guns couldn't kill him. It is impossible to catch unless there are dozens of well-trained military police, armed with automatic weapons, blocked in an enclosed space. Not only do you ordinary policemen not know what he is thinking, even if you meet him, you can't catch him at all, so you can only send him to death in vain. ”

Lu Xuanxin still wanted to refute, but she couldn't speak at all, she was shocked at this time, remembering the last time she saw Peng Yichen, she also felt this way, and she slowly believed what he said.

"You should let me out and let me help you catch this murderer, or more will die at his hands. Peng Yichen finished the last sentence to Lu Xuanxin very seriously.

As soon as Peng Yichen collected the momentum of his whole body, Lu Xuanxin reacted, took two steps back in fright, slowly stabilized his mind, and looked at Peng Yichen's eyes, which were completely different.

……

In the afternoon, outside the gate of Chizhu Prison.

Peng Yichen followed Lu Xuanxin and slowly walked to the police car, he looked up at the blue sky that he had not seen for a long time, took a deep breath, and felt so good to be free.

Before Lu Xuanxin got into the car, he handed Peng Yichen a certificate, "This is your temporary prison release certificate." From now on, you must be under police custody 24 hours a day. ”

After saying that, she handed over another mobile phone, "This is our encrypted phone to contact and locate you, you must be ready to answer our calls at any time until this case is over and you no longer need your help." As for whether you will go back to jail and how long you will be in jail, the police will apply to the prison for a commutation of sentence according to your behavior. ”

Peng Yichen nodded in understanding.

Several people got into the car in turn, and Lu Xuanxin did it to Peng Yichen's side, "You are out now, now please tell me, how are you going to help me solve the case?"

"According to the order and method of the murderer's killing, I judge that he is already a master of national arts at the peak of his strength, and now he wants to break through his current limit and become a master of holding Dan by fighting to the death with a master of national arts. So I deduced that he would also follow the boxing mantra of Xingyi Fist Inner Sanhe and Outer Sanhe to choose the next target to kill. Peng Yichen closed his eyes and replied slowly.

"The first fist and then the leg are grabbed, and the weapon is five in one. Every time he is looking for a top master who has fought life and death and is finally recognized as a top master in a certain aspect. Speaking of this, Peng Yichen's tone was already very certain, as if he knew who the next person to be killed would be.

Lu Xuanxin hurriedly asked, "Then you say, who is the murderer going to kill next?"

Peng Yichen looked at the sky outside the window and affirmed: "Let's go to Mong Kok and find a tattoo artist named Wang Zhe." ”

Lu Xuanxin asked: "This Wang Zhe is recognized as the number one master in grappling?"

Peng Yichen nodded, "Three years ago." ”

……

Xiangjiang Wang Jiao, a tattoo parlor.

In the early afternoon, a punk-style tattoo parlor with its doors closed.

The tattoo parlor owner sat alone in the shop and smoked.

Who would have thought that this inconspicuous tattoo artist would be Wang Zhe, the "No. 1 master of Chinese capture" who was well-known in Southeast Asia three years ago and killed countless people in the fight of life and death.

Suddenly, the bell at the door of the store rang softly, and a lame man walked in slowly.

Wang Zhe heard the bell and shouted without looking back: "It's closed, I'm not doing business today, let's get a tattoo tomorrow." ”

But the customer didn't speak, turned around and closed the door, silently locking the door.

Wang Zhe's ear power is amazing, and in an instant, he can hear that the sound of people's heartbeat is different from ordinary people, just like a war drum that has been beaten, the sound is getting louder and louder, and the sound of the bones and joints of the whole body trembling is gradually connected, just like the roar of tigers and leopards in the deep mountains, and like thunder exploding in mid-air.

"Haw Par Thunder!!" Wang Zhe was shocked and bounced up from the sofa.

There was a young man standing in front of him, with one long and one short feet, congenitally disabled, who could actually refine into "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound", Wang Zhexin said today.

"In the lower seal of cultivation, we are today, not only divided between the superior and the inferior, but also determined life and death. ”

The young man's words shocked Wang Zhe, as if he had returned to the era when his life hung by a thread every day, and someone would come to him at any time to fight for life and death.

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was demoted and hacked, but the old cat is still strong, I hope you will support me all the way.